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A year ago, the planet was invaded by an alien species. A race of cat-like humanoids with two sets of ears, antennae, and a burning desire for intergalactic conquest. Their vanguard, a spunky purple furred female, landed right in the midst of a forest within the Kalos region. With her gun in hand, she demanded to speak to the one that the residents deemed the strongest. A strange demand, but one that was answered by a certain cream colored Ninetales. A vixen who gladly met with the bold alien scout, curious as to what the other had in mind. What she hadn't expected was to be immediately threatened and told to submit to their will. This, of course, did not go over well with the Ninetales nor the denizens of the forest. Her genuinely sweet smile quickly soured to a grimace as she was given the demands. Curiosity faded into hostility and she made no illusions of her feelings on the matter. They had no intentions of leaving the forest.

The idea of resistance seemed to amuse the alien, her gun pointed at the vixen before the sentence of defiance was even finished. A pause followed, tension thick in the air, before the first actions were made. The gun fired and the vixen pounced. The fight started like lightning and found itself just as short-lived. After all, one very clearly had the upper hand in this scenario. Yet despite what many would expect, it was the alien who found herself with her cheek planted into the dirt. Her technology, more advanced than anything seen on this planet, proved to mean little to nothing. The alien's aim was off, the vixen swift and brimming with magic. Magic that barely came into play as she overwhelmed the invader with nothing more than a simple paw to the back and to the cheek. With not even a speck of dirt upon her perfectly groomed fur, the Ninetales found herself on top. Not just in this fight, but in everything that came afterwards. She had defeated the alien with ease, after all, and the vixen was never wont to skip on a prize. So she took it, humiliating the invader thoroughly before letting her free. Not to roam the forest, but to instead make her way back home. Defeated and humiliated as she was, the alien had no choice but to limp back to her ship and lick her wounds afterwards.

One year has passed since that fateful encounter only for the Archelian to return once more...

...

"N-no..please. A-ah...Hah! Stooop!" the alien moaned as her chest was pushed closer to the ground. Her arms began to bend just that little bit more, but she held herself up as much as she could. Still stable on all fours, she looked back with tongue lolling while attempting to handle the vixen atop of her. Unfortunately this position, while giving her at least a portion of her pride for not fully submitting, only made it easier for the Ninetales to take her. For a paw to slide between her hips just so that delightfully curvy rump could be raised all the more. Putting the Archelian fully at Kindle's mercy while her massive cock constantly slammed within that tight little ass. Every thrust stretched the alien's tight, clenching walls just to accommodate the whole of that impressive length. Each buck of the vixen's hips always ensuring to press firmly against the alien's plush rear while those heavy balls came down to slap against that exposed sex. A constant source of stinging stimulation that only further loudened those begging moans and pleas. Of course, everything she said fell on deaf ears. Just as they had a year ago in her first attempt to invade this planet, all it did was stoke the desires of the Ninetales taking her. The Ninetales and the excited crowd that watched on.

That was certainly different from the last time this happened. There was a crowd before, but they had only watched as the alien landed. Most had fled once hostility was clearly on the table and those that stayed hugged the perimeter. There they watched as Kindle easily put the alien in her place. They saw as the scout was pinned to the ground and forced to submit, but what happened afterwards was left to their imagination. The Ninetales had wasted no time after her victory that year past, dragging her prey back to her den. The most of the crowd followed, but were barred at the entrance as the vixen covered the opening with leaves and rocks. A sign that no one was to enter, but that didn't mean the boldest of them couldn't stay and listen. Those that did had little to imagination as the desperate pleas of the Archelian began to fill the cave. At first it was nothing more than scratching at the dirt and whining at the vixen, but soon enough the telltale signs of rough mating became clear. Nothing visual, but the sounds echoed against the den's walls. A constant, steady smack as the vixen repeatedly hilted inside of the female while pleas for mercy acted as the vocals. Groans of pleasure as climax approached accented by heated panting from the worn down female. Even the sound of climax as the vixen let out the sweetest sounding moan while the Archelian took her turn to groan as she was filled with seed. The drip of it splashing against the cave floor filled the air for some time and the bold listening crowd knew that it was finished. At least the first round of it, a whimper from the Archelian barely audible before the feverish pounding began again. "N-no..please. You win," was all they heard before the vixen started once more. Then once again as the minutes passed. Soon enough leading into the hour, the poor defeated alien still being raped. Eventually passing on to hours until the moon was high in the sky and the mating only seemed louder. Yet still many of them stayed to listen in, some even inviting more to come as well. Never seeing what actually happened but hearing every single second of it.

By the morning, as the sun peeked over the horizon, the entrance to the cave was opened once more. The Ninetales trotted free first, her strut as graceful as ever with not even a hint of exhaustion to her steps. The Archelian followed shortly after, limping as if she had slept wrong all night long. Every step stiff and trembling as she made her way back to her ship. Dripping some from the events of the night before, but not a word of it was mentioned. No threat from her nor apology. She fled as those that were around watched, knowing full well what happened in that den even if they could only imagine the sight. Now they didn't need to imagine it. On this second attempt at conquest, Kindle didn't grace the Archelian with privacy.

Even the "fight" this time around was turned into more of a spectacle. The denizens of the forest saw the ship from on high and immediately gathered to the clearing where they knew it would land. The clearing where the alien was defeated before. This being the case, it brought a chuckle to the crowd as the Archelian stepped from the ship clothed from top to bottom. She had on a rather tight looking sweater and even tighter pants that did little more than really accentuate the curve of her ass. At least it wasn't as distracting as the even bigger gun that she brought along this time around, the female needing to hold it in both hands just to wield it. A far cry different than the last time, she even went so far as to barely even give any warning. She knew that the crowd knew her intentions and she truly meant business. The Archelian even made an attempt to prove it, cocking her gun before firing it at the nearest tree. The laser splashed against the wood, setting it aflame near immediately, only for it to suddenly sputter and fade. As it died, the vixen from before pounced. A singular graceful motion that knocked the alien ungracefully from the runway of her ship. Crashing her down into the ground with a heavy thud and causing her larger gun to fly free from her hands. She gasped for air while the weapon scattered across the dirt and the Ninetales pressed her paw to the alien's chest. There was fury in her eyes as she recovered herself, no doubt about it, but there was something else as well. A hint of fear. Knowledge of what was going to happen to her if she submitted now and the Ninetales' offensively calm grin told her it all. There was nothing but a hint of satisfaction in the fox's gaze and the Archelian hated that. Even going so far to start squirming and fighting against the paw that pinned her down. A futile effort, but a valiant one nonetheless. Yet its edge was severely undercut as the vixen simply wagged her tails slowly while licking her lips at the sight of her favorite intergalactic toy.

"You've returned to me! How wonderful to see you again, playzing~" the vixen had purred while her free paw dragged down the front of the Archelian. It was hard to see at first, but her claw was extended to easily tear through the fabric of the sweater. Parting it right down the middle in a slow, teasing fashion for the crowd to enjoy. An act that prompted the Archelian to fight all the more, but the struggle only worked to excite the crowd. To get them all the more eager for what was to come as that sweater was slowly torn to shreds. Rendered useless with every drag of the paw against it until the alien's chest was left bare once more. She had shivered then. A small reaction, but one the crowd remembered well. That was where things really had started to change after all. Where her anger had subsided more into fear. Where realization began to dawn on her once more that she was about to get raped. Worse, that this time there wasn't going to be the grace of privacy. The crowd had already begun to rile themselves up. A glance around told her that. The quadrupeds were already padding closer with erections on full display. A few had found a tree to lounge upon, their paws already working hard and throbbing shafts. She was going to be used as a show. A source of entertainment for the very creatures she came to conquer. She wouldn't allow that. She couldn't bear even the thought of it. And so she fought. She squirmed and thrashed about all the more to try and break free from the Ninetales. Even going so far to try and throw punches, showing much more fight than even last time when she was being dragged away. Truly proving what she was capable of...

"Go fuck yourself!" she eventually spat out to the vixen after being cuffed upside the head. She found herself slammed to the ground this time as well while both paws rested on her chest. A few scratch marks ran down her side, her final full effort at resistance a complete failure.

"Why do zat when I have you, sweetie?" the vixen almost sang back to the alien while her paw continued its job of slowly tearing up her clothing. The sweater gone, now all that remained was those tight pants that she insisted on wearing. A bit more resistance than the sweater, but magic soon found them parting like paper to scissors. As useless as if she had arrived naked in the end. At least for the invader. To the crowd, it was foreplay in its finest form. It was everything they needed to really work themselves up for what was to come. As the last of those pants were torn away and tossed to the side, they even went silent. Nothing but the grunts of resistance from the Archelian and the purr from the vixen. Soon enough, even those grunts stopped. They stopped as Kindle wasted no more time with the foreplay. As she brought herself more over the female just to really show her what she was dealing with. A demonstration as that fat Ninetales sheathe started to swell all the more and the tip of her cock peeked free. The tip soon leading into the first few inches before the rest of that length slid out. All of that massive dick hardened before the alien's eyes. Eyes that were completely filled with fear at this point. Fear without a single trace of defiance for she knew that she was defeated. That her "fight" only resulted in a repeat of what had happened before. That she was lost and now Kindle had every intention of claiming her as a prize. The fight faded from her as she was rolled onto all fours and her tail was forcefully hiked up with a bite. All that remained was a single gulp from the female before the show began properly..

As the show commenced, the crowd was very eager in shouting their enjoyment. The stage was perfect after all. Not within the den where they could only hear the action nor fully into the clearing where she'd be on complete display. The stage gave something special instead as it was only a few feet away from the ship that the invader had come in on. Her clothes were still scattered as accents along the ground around them and the runway leading up to the ship was almost brushable by one of Kindle's tails. Even the gun that she had threatened them all with was a part of the decor. Not on the main stage where all of the action was taking place, but something for the crowd to play with. Something that the kits were happily batting between their paws with a playful curiosity. Oblivious to what was happening just before them, but the rest of the crowd wasn't. They watched on intently, pleasuring themselves in their own ways.

"Show that bitch her place, Kindle!" shouted one Houndour even as he pressed his cock into the ground. His body low in this fashion, loafing some, while his fat length grinded against the grass. The grass and his belly, throbbing not only from the stimulation he gave himself but the sight of the Ninetales as she introduced the whole of her cock within the invader's tight tailhole.

"This is what you deserve, slut!" added a Pikachu as the alien let out a loud cry of dismay. Not at being penetrated but from feeling Kindle's crotch smack firmly against her rear. Hilted in mere seconds after being penetrated more than enough to weaken the somewhat stable stance she had on all fours. One that made it all the easier for Kindle to enjoy her as those hips pulled back and inches of that foot and half long length followed.

"Use her like the cocksleeve she is! Fill her until she's spitting cum," a Ponyta called out as the Ninetales got herself into a more steady rhythm. It wasn't a very hard one to start, but it was certainly getting the job done. Five inches of cock brought from that tight hole at a time only to be introduced back in with a buck hard enough to get a satisfying enough smack. A satisfying smack, but not enough to rock the little alien at first. Even still, the Ponyta was amongst the many in loving the sight. His own shaft was out on display as well, slapping loudly against his belly as he took in the view. Unable to really pleasure himself, but not needing to. His satisfaction seemed to come from taunting the invader turned toy. That much could be told by the string of pre seed that fired after another throb.

This seemed to be a sentiment shared by most of the onlookers as well. Not just the ones that were shouting out their insults and desires, but even the silent ones. They enjoyed the sight, the sounds, the struggle of the alien as she was being used. They responded in their own fashions as well. Some used their paws to stroke off their cocks and press against their sexes. Others grinded against the ground, the trees, the smoothest rocks that they could find. The boldest of them took mates within the crowd, soon enough turning the show into more of an orgy. Though there were still some that weren't satisfied with watching or even each other.

"Turn her this way, Foxy," one Goodra said as he stepped forward. A rather large pokemon, even for his species, he sported a cock to match as well. Throbbing, near the size of the Archelian herself and sure to leave her ruined, and already leaking pre seed. The hungry look in the male's eyes said it all as well. He needed this relief and he was more than eager to join in on the fun. "Let me have this cocksock's throat!"

"Ze alien is my toy to use," is the immediate response he gets from the vixen. There was even an icy tone to her voice as she looked to him. The same song like cadence rang in every word that she said, but this time it wasn't calming. It was chilling, a command that said there would be no discussion on the matter. She even made sure to emphasize it as well. Not by any action towards the male, but by slamming her hips forward inside of the alien. The roughest thrust that she had given so far, burying the whole of her massive length inside of the Archelian. A thrust powerful enough to make the poor little alien squeal out in a mixture of pleasure and distress. Tears began to slowly stream down her cheek from the motion, but she at least had a moment to relax as the Ninetales did nothing more than grind from there. A slow, gentle press that squished her ass to the fluffy crotch of her rapist and her sex to the heavy balls that were sure to leave her well stuffed. It was a distraction. A much needed one, especially as the magic from the vixen started to spark. Waves of tingling pleasure already starting to ring through the body of the Archelian, much to her chagrin.

"N-no...p-pull out... I-I'm sorry..." the alien whispered out in a slightly choked tone, but it wasn't heard. Not by the crowd at least nor the Goodra who approached. The only hint that Kindle heard it was the sudden throb of her cock inside of those velvet walls, further streaking them with pre seed.

"I let her get away last time as a warning. She clearly did not understand," the vixen continued on in that icy melody. One that actually stopped the crowd in their tracks. Even those mating with others slowed themselves to listen in to the vixen. To bring their gaze back to the one that they had deemed the strongest of them all. Who didn't rule them in any fashion, but acted as their guardian in a way. Their protector from those from the outside world who would try and cause harm. Normally humans and violent pokemon, now a creature from outer space. An unique event, no doubt, but that didn't change what the Ninetales had said. Nor did it take away from her authority. "As she has returned, she is mine now. Forevermore," she purred on before pulling out a few inches only to slam it back in as punctuation.

The crowd simply nodded in near unison and the show continued on.

The Archelian, during all of this, barely heard anything. She didn't hear the claim of the Ninetales nor the mocking words as they returned. Nothing but the smack of the Ninetales' crotch against her ass once more, leading to her letting out another pathetic squeal. Another futile attempt to wiggle against the vixen only for her to get punished for the efforts. Punished with a thrust just as powerful as the one used as a punctuation. First a rarity in between the steady, but firm, thrusts that she had been getting beforehand. A warm up for what was to come, really, but enough that it at least didn't hurt her. Soon those pounding thrusts started to become more regular, however. They became all the more powerful as well, each thrust ensuring that her ass gave a lovely bounce for the crowd to enjoy the sight of. More insurance that her tailhole was being stretched to its limits as well, but still there was no pain. Only the humiliation of being raped so casually like this. Of being brought low by the creatures she was sent out to invade. To conquer only to find herself conquered. They should have been kneeling before her, begging for her mercy, but there she was squealing out as she was violated in a way she could never imagine. Could never have dreamed up in her worst nightmare. Pinned beneath a quadruped that had no intention of slaying her, but using her. Like a common household sex toy, fit only to be emptied inside of and tossed away. It struck at the very core of the alien's being. It rang against the pride that she tried so hard to build after the last year.

Pride, that she may well just trash at this point. She was defeated, utterly and thoroughly. She knew it, deep in her heart she truly did, but she held on nonetheless. It was the little things that she could do to try and keep face. The alien was on all fours, yes, but that didn't mean she had to bend herself over. So she didn't, holding herself up as much as possible with her elbows. Her hands were lying flat against the ground, tearing at the dirt, but that only gave her leverage! That was something she could rationalize. There were tears streaming down her cheeks too, but that wasn't something to focus on. She had fought previously. Yes, that was it. The adrenaline had gotten to her head to the point that she started tearing up. That was a way to save her pride, surely. Just as she hadn't lifted her tail for the vixen either, even if they were currently balls deep in her tailhole. She was forced and if it could move, it'd be covering her up. Doing anything to try and prevent this violation, but even still...

She couldn't stop this...

The Archelian knew it. She knew it deep in her core that every act that she held in an attempt to keep her pride was pointless. After all, the crowd was there to witness her defeat and her shame. They saw as every thrust from Kindle stretched her belly out to its limit, the indent of that cock quite visible. They saw as her ass bounced and jiggled from every single hilting smack, the pull back revealing that her fur was matted down with pre seed. Soaked with the arousal of the Ninetales just as her sex was. Worse than that, her sex wasn't even dripping solely because of the sheer amount of pre seed that the Ninetales was giving off. She was getting aroused in her own way as well. It was her greatest shame in this moment, one that she couldn't really play off either. For her cheeks started to blush in the clear sign of arousal and the scent of her filled the air, intermingled with Kindle's as it was. Her pants were starting to become more heated as well and that lolling tongue started to salivate in a way that she only did when she was getting excited. A fact she hated. She hated it with all her being. She was being raped by her should be prey after all! She was being violated, dominated, and used like a toy in front of a crowd of those she was planning on conquering. Yet it felt absolutely amazing. It felt better than that. It was a heaven on earth and the longer it went on, the more she began to realize it. Her body wanted this. She wanted this.

...Why was she even fighting it?

The question was a whisper that started in the back of her mind. A voice that sounded foreign and yet so very familiar to her. It was comforting and frightful at the same time. It told her what she didn't want to hear, but her mind took it in all the same. More than just hearing, she started to imagine the future before her. The ideal of being taken like this on a daily basis. On being used by such a powerful creature. Of being reduced to nothing but a cock sleeve for an alpha. It sent shivers down her spine. Shudders that led to her realizing just how much she enjoyed being in this position. How much she loved feeling that burning hot cock burying itself deep within her. Her tight walls clenched so perfectly around that length after all. It squeezed the vixen in ways that no other could possibly satisfy. The Archelian was the best at this. She knew it. She belonged there. There was no one else worthy of satisfying that massive cock. No one worthy of being bounced beneath like this while those fat, heavy balls constantly smacked against her sex. So very heavy. So full. They were sure to fill her to t-

No! She had to fight it. The whispers in her head couldn't be of her own making. They can't be a part of her. She hated the Ninetales. Everything about the vixen filled her with rage. An anger that she couldn't put into words. One that she'd need to take out through action and the moment the vixen was done with her, she'd demonstrate. Once that huge cock finished working her over. When she was done being stretched to her limits, forced to moan like the bitch she was learning to become. After those heavy balls finally pumped their massive load inside of her waiting ass. So much of it was guaranteed for sure. Enough that she'd cough it out. She could tell. She couldn't wait to taste it...

It was over. The Archelian was lost to it all. The feel of that massive cock, the humiliation that turned her on in ways that she never could have imagined, and the sensation of it all. She had been dominated. Her mind had been corrupted then and there, the whispers getting louder until they were all she could hear. Her tongue was lolled as it had been before, but her eyes were starting to roll back now. She was in love with that cock. With the idol of all of her worship. With the thing that had shattered her very resolve and wiped away her past. It was everything she ever cared for. The only thing she ever wanted. It's why she was pushing her hips back against the vixen whenever she thrust forward. It was why her tight walls started to clench a bit more sensually around that length. No longer trying to keep the vixen out, but actively milking her. Working her for everything that she could give at this point. The mating had gone on for far too long without there being a pay off. The alien needed it now. She needed that seed to pump her full. It may only be the first round of many, but that did little temper her patience. This was only the second time she served her Mistress after all.

The alien still had all night to make herself useful.

It was only as the knot finally revealed itself to press against her tailhole did the Archelian regain a semblance of what she was. A brief breath of air as she broke through the surface of the dream that she was forced into. Panting quickly followed and her mind worked on the double time to try and regain control. Her eyes came back down from being rolled and she looked back to the vixen. Noticing that massive knot was all it took before she tried to put up one last bit of a fight. A final attempt to break free from the future that awaited her. Her claws dug into the ground and she started to squirm all the more. She pushed her body up to break up the rhythm of those thrusts while her tail smacked against the vixen's side. Her muzzle closed while the alien began to grunt from the effort as well. Doing anything, trying everything she could think of to get the other off of her. Even going so far as to swipe at the front legs and gaining a brief glint of hope as a result.

A front leg raised and she could feel a bit of the weight come off of her. A gasp escaped from her muzzle and her hind leg made an attempt to kick off. A weak one, but an attempt all the same to escape. One that resulted only in her hope being swiftly crushed once again. Her body lunged forward as the Ninetales pulled back, most of that cock out of her now, but the vixen's raised paw went to its new destination in the process. It hooked the Archelian's hips and yanked her back into the next thrust. Then the next. A good few more thrusts followed along after that, each one breaking the alien one pump at a time. She could even feel it. Like her mind being chipped away while her ass was pounded. Each thrust making the whispers louder, the heat in her cunt hotter, the struggle fading away. She was lost a few thrusts in by the end, her body relenting to the onslaught that followed. Only for the Ninetales to finish by pressing her knot firmly against the Archelian's waiting tailhole. It squeezed and pressed, stretching the alien significantly with every second that passed. Further chipping away at the last barrier while the alien made one final attempt. One final plea.

"P-please...l-let me g-gooo-aahh! D-don't...ah..hah! O-oh fuckk...S-stop...nnn...h-harder. Harder~"