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Keiku sighed to herself as she lay sprawling across the couch, the absol sighing deeply as she folded one paw over the other, claws dangling off the couch-cushion, wrist folded over her nose and hinds outstretched until hanging off . A new home- And a new trainer. She appreciated the former a great deal- The kennels had been noisy, uncomfortable, and there were several times where members of the staff just kept her or some of the others in a ball all day so they wouldn’t have to be bothered dealing with a moving ‘mon. Something that she was certain would have been unthinkable had her first trainer- Her real trainer- been there to advocate.

But no. She wasn’t sure what had happened- Her understanding of that two-legged speech just wasn’t anywhere near something like the Lucario’s had been- But from what was said, the way everyone was acting when they’d taken her from the Daycare, she was certain it was something terrible. And now she’d been handed off to another person, leash and ball and collar all. There wasn’t an ambiguous way to take things.

The house was nice, but her new trainer seemed distant. He’d taken her home yesterday afternoon, but hadn’t fed her once since then, not even when cooking for himself- She couldn’t even smell the normal kibble or treats or any of the foods that she was used to, not even a semblance of them. He seemed nice enough- That same friendly smile her master used to wear, that slender physique and babyish face despite Keiku knowing full well he was mature. Even his skin was dark! A little lighter than her Master’s- They had been like that browned drink that was so often prepared at morning or night when sleep was not possible, while he was like that same drink after cream had been added in. A marginal difference, but one that Keiku found fascinating. It’s what kept her staring at him all night- Well, that, and a desire to be fed. Her belly rumbled, and she groaned with the discomfort of it. So nice, but why wouldn’t he feed her?

Her ears twitched when the door’s lock clicked. The living room was a simple space, couch on the far wall with an archway on either side of it that led to a conjoined kitchen and dining room space. Across from the couch was the window, covered up by some velcro tape and a tight-fitting insulating cloth, a TV stand in front of it holding a massive flat-screen and several things Keiku just didn’t recognize- She’d only ever stayed in hotel rooms with her trainer before. To the left of the stand was a sofa chair, a bookcase hugging the same wall. To the right was the entryway, a doormat and an overhead lamp lighting the way. With a coffee table in the center, a few knicknacks to keep guests occupied and decorated, and a handful of pillows and throw blankets on the cushions, it was a cozy if rather plain room.

Another click as the deadbolt was undone, the knob turned, the door started swinging open- And Keiku didn’t do more than twitch. He wasn’t here master- Not at all. In fact, she just curled her paws up higher, pretending to be asleep, though her nose did snuffle out to check if he had any food.

She could hear his laughter as he stepped into the room. A soft thing, sounding pleasantly amused. A little rattle as he adjusted his belt, the thump as his bag was dropped against the door. The click as the door swung shut, and a light tap as the lights were flicked on. His footsteps tapped against the carpet, and she squirmed as he reached down to pet at her shoulder. His touch so soft, so gentle that it made Keiku shiver, made her stretch and roll as he began to work his fingertips into her skin, starting to knead down across her ribs- Knowing exactly how hard to touch to get her good without causing any discomfort. It was a wonderful sensation. She’d never admit it was better than her Master’s touch, but it was the reason she was so willing to nuzzle up against him while still in her cage!

It felt a little odd this time though. Instead of doing broad and luxurious strokes like anyone else would, he was pausing in certain spots. Kneading in, swirling his fingers. It made her shiver, and after a few moments she realized was focusing in on her thick teats.

She didn’t understand. It made her tail twitch, the sensation spreading an odd warmth all throughout her body, a tingle that made each of her limbs rotate and squirm. He pressed them in gently. Never leaving the chubby little mound that supported each nub, mostly hidden by her lush white fluff, except to switch to another, or dig around in her fur to find the next. The way his fingers danced, it made her legs stretch and curl, bobbing through the air on a loose rotation.

He slowly leaned into her, pressuring her so she’d be sprawling out more and more upon her back. Keiku didn’t notice it at first, not until her head was rotating upwards, head limp enough that it just happened with ease. She blinked, folding her paws and reflexively clenching in her thighs, trying to block off that vulnerable belly, but he was already there! His elbow nudging out her ankle, forcing it to spread even more, his other hand tickling over her belly, tracing from one nipple to the next. She whined, and began to squirm, but he made a soft, comforting shushing sound, speaking gently as he moved his hand down to cup at her crotch.

“Shh. It’s alright. There’s a good girl. You are a girl girl, aren’t you? Come on Snow, be a good girl” His voice was so intense… The question was so clear, Keiku whined- As much from the idea that she might not be a good girl as from him using the wrong name. It felt wrong, letting him touch there- Master only ever did it in the wash- But she could feel her own heat reflected back from his skin, each prong of her lips so swollen and full that they’d become tight against one another, a single mass that shifted whenever she tried to walk, like some burr in her fur but without any scratch. The itch that she had so long muted and stifled away flared as he swirled himself against the tender grains.

It felt wrong.

Something was telling her it was wrong- But she couldn’t say what. There was no sense of badness either, just that it wasn’t the way things were supposed to happen. Yet as his palm swirled, as the itching grew more intense, so much so that her legs began to twitch and spasm, that little whimpers began to build on her throat, that it swelled to a deep heat that burned at her belly, as desperation began to well up in her chest and mind- Relief began to seep in through. His finger was sinking into her folds, the middle one, dropping in so lazily that she didn’t even realize it right away- Not until her abdomen was convulsing over the way he swirled the digit across her smooth inner flesh. She tensed, all four of her limbs clenching into her body, but he didn’t stop. Just placed his other hand on the hip opposite from him, curling her figure into his waist, not at all put off from the way her hips thrust and bucked and spasmed through the air even when one of her legs smacked him right across the face! She flinched, but he just grinned and cooed at her, drawing his finger in broader strokes, making her drool and pant out into the air. It was a wild sensation! She didn’t know at all what to make of it, it was like her body was screaming at her. Muscles tensing in places she didn’t even know where they could, bringing to spasming release in ways she couldn’t control. A slick scent filling the air around her, her own scent, but she couldn’t even recognize it. A second finger joined the first, sliding in easily, parting her flesh and stretching it enough that she’d see the lustrous inner pink tunneling down in, spread by his touch. Slick juices were slathered over his fingers, a glistening sheen that went up the back of his hand almost to the wrist, and the surrounding fur had matted down- More of that liquid splattering from his palm and smearing off around her.

Then he was pulling back. Pushing her against the couch cushions, making her sprawl while her limbs twitched, cupping her shoulders with one hand and using the other to spread her crotch, to show it off to her, holding her open so she could see herself, see the mess that they’d made. She leaned in to sniff, but he shifted himself- Cradling her outer thigh with his legs while moving that hand to push her chest back, pushing her down every time she tried to shift until she finally complied. She whined, but he just smiled, cooing those wordless noises over and over again, waiting until she’d calmed down. Still holding her open, the cool air feeling almost sore against her flesh, he removed his other hand from her body and used it to undo his belt!

Keiku blinked, panting but contained as she watched him drop his shorts, peel away the thin grey boxers that covered him up. The shaft stood at half-mass, but flexed out as he gripped it, as he hooked her walls and make her wiggle her flank towards him, the absol wincing at the pinch it gave her but too curious not to comply. The itch was still there, deep within her, a persistent and annoying buzz, and her body felt sore now, the goodness and pleasure fading now that the direct stimulation was gone. It was all confused, her senses were all confused, what was happening to her- It was just too much.

He brought himself down slowly, the rounded, slightly wrinkled head of that uncut shaft slotting in between his two fingers with ease. She lifted her hips, the strain of being stretched so wide uncomfortable, but with a little wiggle of his own hips he both pushed in and pulled away, hand slipping off, wiping across her belly to rid itself of juices, then dropping down to her outer thigh. Cupping both her thighs as he started to shimmy his hips forward.

Keiku just grunted. His shaft sliding into her body at a rapid pace, so much thicker than his finger, sending cascading waves that that felt like pulses shooting through her loins, aggravating the itch yet burning it away. It felt… Refreshing. Like he was finally solving the problem he’d created by fingering her, but despite the fluttering breath it created in Keiku’s chest, her eyes just clenched in, and she gave a soft whimper, dipping down her head. His hand rolled across her belly, teasing each of her teats but turning into a broad stroke that ended at her chest, where he just ruffled the fur over. He was panting, and in very little time at all something thick was pouring into her, messy and wet, shooting deeper than even his shaft would reach!

It alarmed the girl so much that she began to buck and flail, his semen slopping out of her cunt as he struggled to hold her down, growling under his breath. She won out though, her four limbs unmanageable for him, a paw striking him in the jaw as well as the guy. She felt bad, but his shaft slid from from her cunt with a wet slurp, smearing the thick black grains with his cream, the length still pulsing with need for release, trickling some gooeyness out as he yanked himself back and struck Keiku along the top of her head, making her wince and recoil back guiltily to the cushions. She was left quivering from the experience, and this new trainer of hers was frowning down at the scratches her claws had left against his body. All of them shallow, nothing breaking skin, but it would certainly sting, and the disappointment was clear in his eyes.

“I should have figured someone else’s creature wouldn’t work. Ah well…”

His words didn’t make sense to the Absol, not anymore than everything else that had just happened did. She flinched as he reached down and picked up a ball, thinking he meant to put her into it- She always hated those balls, always felt so… Stifled and displaced. He stepped back from the couch, from the quivering girl on top of it, cum and liquid excitement still smeared about her belly and crotchfur, and he tossed the ball forward. Keiku flinched again, eyes snapping down shut hear it click open and smack down onto her fur, but rather than sucking her inside through that strange and wondrous contraption, something massive spilled out across her body. A tangle of coils and a smooth, pliable skin, shifting with life and energy as they wrapped around her form.

She yelped, tried to jerk free and kick away, but this… Thing was stronger and faster than she was. It used her launching from the couch to wrap a slender muzzle from beneath her belly, a long and ropy neck trailing from behind, thickening rapidly as a smooth, vaguely scaly body compressed in her flesh and fur, looping it across her chest and wrenching up from beneath an armpit, suspending the limb. She opened her eyes and her mouth as one, seeing green surging over her vision, frantic and panic-filled barks cut short as the ropey body dug into her neck from below, tightening so rapidly that she coughed and then choked out when the girl’s neck was cinched down shut. Her legs kicked, but the coils were there too, slinking over her abdomen, a thick bar of ropey muscles akin to woven iron lifting up her rear end. Her legs kicked helplessly, but they could only find purchase on that smooth body- The slight texture of tiny overlapping scales giving it friction against her fur, but it otherwise just felt like the stem of a dandelion. Thick and fibrous but forgiving in every way.

The Serperior’s body was anything but forgiving, though. It was tightening around Keiku rapidly- She could feel her bones shifting in her body, ribs cracking as they strained, joints being wrenched about. One of her legs was caught between two of the coils, the lower one thicker and making the limb spread more and more and more, straining in the socket until she felt something pop and snap. The pressure being exerted alleviated itself in an instant, but now she felt sharp and dull pain overlapping each other, felt her leg continue to lift without actually being properly attached to her body. And yet that wasn’t even her worst concern. Her lips bulged, and her muzzle broke open, tongue lolling and teeth bared, saliva dribbling out from past her bared gums as she desperately tried to gasp out, tried to breath. A faint wheeze was all she could manage with the pressure along her throat- Bruised and battered with the way more coils seemed to shift and steadily glide along. But it was the pressure in her chest that was too much to manage. There was no room to take anything in. She strained and she strained and she strained- But for all her effort, her only reward was more cracked or bruised ribs.

Spots were starting to swim along her vision, threatening to overtake it entirely. She spluttered, and her paws jerked, but the motions were growing more stiff, more unreliable. The absol’s body was just not responding the way she wanted it to. Vaguely, she was aware of other sensations- A human hand patting over her flank, just past the coils that encircled it. Something was… Driving itself into her butt. A sharp pinch that would have been overwhelming at any other moment, but didn’t feel all that important exactly right now, even though it was clapping in quiet deep. A solid rod that Keiku was only vaguely aware of being the trainer’s penis.

Vaguely, more importantly, she was also aware of something warm and wet and oh-so slippery starting to creep its way up her jaw. It was an all-consuming sensation, wrapping first over the fuzzy cleft of her nose then stealing away what little air that was left to her. Her eyes were open, bulging even, but she couldn’t see out of them at all- Couldn’t see the slender-smooth lips that were creeping up her jaw, covering whiskers and lips while the trainer’s voice panted out behind her. “H-hold on, Hold on Luth. Almost finished”

The creeping stopped as the Trainer’s pants grew more intense, some of the pressure letting off her chest. She gasped in fetid air, the seal of the serpent’s lips imperfect, some of the cloudiness leaving her eyes- Letting her see the vague and fuzzy outline of her captor’s head, partially wrapped around her own. It was a pretty face, a handsome one for a grass-type, all slender and smooth- Some part of Keiku recognized that still- But she mostly feld the dread that pain and shock had walled off sweeping over her. The clapping of hips against her shaggy cheeks reaching a crescendo, a grunt sounding off as that warm, thick liquid that had shot out into her cunt suddenly spilled into her rear end. The trainer’s shaft coming free with a wet, slurping pop- Semen dribbling out from the Absol’s tailhole- As the hand that had been gripping her fluff trailed up her side, grabbing a coil and hoisting it to cover up between her legs- The taut and smooth scales broken by a soft little nub. The hand drifted upwards, passing over looping coils until Keiku could see it just above her head. Rubbing up into a temple, a kind and gentle pet that made a headache flare from the additional pressure- Nothing felt good right now.

As he spoke, Keiku could feel the nub expanding. Dragging through her sloppy crotch until it began to sprout into her body. A thick, vaguely conical mass that just seemed to pour into her body, starting as slender as a finger but quickly growing to be thicker than a fist. It felt like it were tearing her apart, but she could barely budge- The serpent shivering as its penis filled her, a second length that was just as thick spreading across her still-intact thigh, rubbing in as he gave little coiling humps, squeezing and flexing to make it move along her insides. It was horrible, but it only served a mild distraction from the trainer’s words. “I’m so sorry Snow. I really am!” He sounded defensive, a little guilty perhaps, but it was all so mild- Like someone had taken a pie off a windowsill. He also sounded accepting of it, like the crime wasn’t really that big a deal. He adopted a more comforting tone, though Keiku didn’t feel ‘comforted’ at all. She just winced, the shaft driving forward, twisting almost like a corkscrew, the serpent’s lips impatiently peeling forward, a sharp tooth flexing out and nearly piercing one of the absol’s eyes, scyching down her skin and quickly creeping up to cover the wound- Saliva slathering over her eyelids “Luth has to be starving by now, it’s almost been a week since he’s eaten! It costs him a fortune to feed him anything of quality from the stores, and hunting is just really frowned upon if you get seen. You’re really my only option now. I mean, I kinda wanted to train you, but…” He shrugged, and let off a little sigh. Leaning in to give a quick smooch to her forehead. Keiku uttered off a soft cry- The coils loosening more, but it was only so Luth could shove his head forward. Darkness consumed her world as her entire face was entrapped, a thick and gooey cream jettisoning into her crotch, slathering and matting down the small bit of fur that still was exposed along her leg. The trainer’s lips moved next to an ear-hole “Well, I find absol’s really hot, but you seem kinda… Eh. At least this way, you get to serve a professional team to the very end, right? Way better than becoming stuck in some yard or… At the end of some kids bed, right? Right… Well…”

He patted the back of her head, and she could feel him step away. Or could imagine him doing it, at least, because she didn’t feel his hand anymore and the serpent was surging forward again. Her nose pressing into some ring of muscle that slid apart with a mucus-covered seal, fleshy walls pulsing as they half-gripped her, half just stabilized her face. Her muzzle wrenching back as the horn was compressed and pulled at her features. It was like her scalp was being torn off, with how much force was suddenly being applied, her neck tugging in two separate directions while her nose was pressured into the wall above her. Something was tearing, was breaking, and she didn’t know what. She thought she was bleeding, but there was too much saliva and warmth encompassing her to know where. Something gave way though, because suddenly she felt the pressure of the snake’s face traveling down her neck and push in against her shoulders- Coils withdrawing and compiling themselves across her stomach, forelimbs lashing out briefly before they were compacted into the serpent’s jaws. Her cries hoarse but continuous, pleading desperately for relief as her head began to progress. She didn’t know how she was still breathing- Every part of her was being smothered, bones and flesh compacting in under the snake’s unending embrace- But that was just the effect of a grass-type’s body, a hellish fate.

It was still rutting her too. So flexible there was no reason to stop until it was time to finish her in the end. Its shaft was driving forward repetitively, spewing more and more of it that gooey cum, trembling with visceral relief. Her guts felt distended, yet they were still being coiled over, squishing things inside of her that made for the most horrible sensation- No direct sensations of pain, but she could feel things breaking inside of her, being ruptured and torn apart. The serperior was knew how to maximize its own pleasure, thrusting aimlessly and using his own coils to modulate the pressure, stroking himself off through her guts. Keiku had no direct awareness of this, but she knew she was both food and a toy being played with until the very end. There was nothing she could do.

The world lurched suddenly, the shaft that had been tormenting her vacating itself, coils all falling away! She couldn’t feel a sense of freedom though. Her legs were being flung up into the air, gravity pulling her into the serpent’s throat faster than his own ministrations could have brought. She couldn’t even struggle- Her legs didn’t respond when she tried moving them, just dangled, the injured one flopping against the snake’s jaws as she traveled down. Cum fountaining out of her crotch as the the pressure of that greedy maw exerted itself, squirting a thick gop against the ceiling while the rest just dribble down and flowed down her belly, smearing into Luth’s lips until her legs and tail were all parallel with one another- Until they too disappeared.

None of her was visible anymore, save as a rounded bulge within the serperior’s body. Thick, and seeming to disperse into the snake as it traveled downwards. It felt like ages to Keiku, like hours or days, though it was only minutes. Every inch bringing more pressure, more weight, more twists and columns of muscle and bones clenching into her, crushing her figure down more and more.The sensation of sliding into a more stretchy pouch felt like a comfortable one at first- An elasticity to the muscles that just wasn’t there before. But while she could briefly flex herself, shift ruined limbs desperate for even an iota of relief, it proved itself to be even less forgiving than the throat that had brought her here. The constant inwards pressure balling her up against herself, using her own body to crush itself. Her teeth nashed, but they just slid off the blubbery substance that encapsulated her, and something burningly hot splashed against her tongue.

The acids of the stomach crept up slowly to bathe the absol while serpent and trainer lounged cuddling along the couch together, the serperior sprawled belly-up so the human could nestle in and rub along the bulge- His idly hand stroking off the shaft that had not been able to enjoy the female’s warm cunt. It was not a strong acid- Meant to digest and break down a meal over the course of days- And for a trained warrior’s constitution like Keiku possessed, it meant hours of life longer, perhaps even conscious ones. It would have been a faster end if the stomach cavity filled immediately, if the snake wasn’t on his back, if Keiku hadn’t thrashed and churned so much in the initial moments of entering the stomach- But none of that happened. The burn it gave was an infectious one, spilling into the absol’s crotch and tailhole, her ears and her eyes, her mouth whenever it opened. Fur sloughing off of her skin. She tried to cling on, to stretch out her life for some impossible hope, but she was already being torn apart by the acidic juices. By the time the deathly fluid spilled down her throat and flooded through her lungs, she’d become…Softer than when she’d started. The elastic gut compacting her in to more of a ball. By the time she’d passed away in her soundless agony, trainer and serpent had both fallen to a leisurely sleep. The only memory of her existence in the world marked by etching into the Serperior’s pokeball- The false name given to her on the final day, ‘Snow’.