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Lying flat on his back, Cinder was still recovering from his first orgasm, when suddenly something smacked directly into his huge, swollen cock. The typhlosion grunted in surprise and looked down, but saw nothing more than two stubby green arms and the tip of a snout as his gargantuan fuck meat hid most of his newest visitor. It was still enough to identify her as the daycare's only snivy, and although Iris was tiny compared to his previous partners, she made more than up for her diminutive size with horny confidence and attitude as she hugged his rod and rubbed her snug, scaled slit against his sheath with slutty moans.

Desperate for her fair share of the breeder's baby batter, Iris gave no thought to whether Cinder was ready for her when she added her vines to the fun, stroking and rubbing his monumental fuck rod all over on a quest for another big, potent load. Of course, it would take a little more than that to set him off again, but her cocky ministrations didn't remain entirely fruitless as it got the typhlosion back into a breeding mood in no time, reinvigorating him with tingles of tempting pleasure. However, her insolent intrusion also drew a harsh, aggravated growl from the male as she dared to assert herself over him in his domain, and he unceremoniously grabbed her at the scruff, yanked her off his dick, and threw her onto the ground.

The snivy hit the slatted floor with a surprised squeak, but she was far from letting up. No, instead of taking the hint and not upsetting the powerful breeder further, she capitalized on the fact that she had his undivided attention and lolled herself onto her back, splaying her legs and spreading her wet, glistening pink slit with both paws and vines. Her entrance was still absolutely tiny compared to Astra's and Gabby's spacious cunts, but nevertheless brimming with her sweet aroma, filling the air with just enough of her herbal scents and pheromones to pique Cinder's curiosity.

Among the floral musk and pheromones, the typhlosion noticed the same unique twang that had laced Astra's scent, but it was several times stronger in Iris's case, telling him beyond a doubt that the snivy wasn't just fertile, but actually in heat. At that realization, something snapped in the empowered breeder, and he got up with a fiery snort, unable to think straight as his primal lust seized control. It didn't help that the insolent little grass type kept spreading and presenting herself even as he lumbered toward her, bent over her, grasped her firmly, and slapped his huge, swollen fuck meat onto her body, smothering her with his sheer girth and weight.

Something in the back of Cinder's mind told him he wouldn't fit inside a female barely bigger than his cock, but that issue hardly fazed him when Iris started to buck her hips and hump against his schlong once more, licking and kissing it as if begging to get stuffed with his precious seed. If she wanted it so desperately, who was he to deny her? So he dragged his gargantuan fuck meat across her soft, scaly belly and aligned his tip with her pussy.

Aiming for the snivy's slit was easier said than done, though, as the typhlosion's flat cock head was fat enough to spread her thighs and cover her entire crotch. Putting it in proved even trickier, as her holes were about as loose as his urethra, and he couldn't stop squirting and drooling hot, gooey pre onto her abdomen, making her scales so wet and slippery that his glans kept sliding and slipping off at his every thrust, much to her disappointed whines. Luckily, she soon discovered the perfect tools to help Cinder out: her vines. Slinging them around his schlong and her thighs, she ensured that his tip stayed perfectly aligned with her vent, so all he had to do was push until he slipped inside her.

Not that Cinder was patient enough to press and prod his glans against Iris's tiny entrance until it accepted his girth. No, the horny typhlosion ended up bashing his huge, flat cock head against her tight, squishy folds in an increasingly desperate rage. Despite the ruthless brutality, she never loosened her vines' embrace around the male's glorified battering ram, though, moaning and squealing at his merciless pounding, and it was only a matter of time before finally, something yielded to the assault with a wet, nasty shlorp.

It wasn't Iris's cunt that surrendered to the typhlosion's successful thrust, however, but her snug pucker that got forcefully wrenched open to the width of her own head in the blink of an eye. Not that either of them noticed, because Cinder was too busy taking advantage of the situation. Driving his gargantuan schlong even deeper inside the snivy, he distended her abdomen as if he was stuffing his rod into a skin-tight glove, and as with a condom, his immense girth stretched her so much that the bumps and barbs on his cock became visible and palpable on her belly.

Now that the breeder had finally given the snivy what she wanted and turned her into his cock sleeve, there wasn't much she couldn't do but scream as he impaled her guts, her vines releasing his rod as the merciless penetration robbed her of all her strength. She went limp like a puppet whose strings had been cut, her arms and legs going slack and her head flopping back over, droplets of spit flying from her muzzle and tears spilling from her huge, rolled-back eyes as she howled out in incomprehensible bliss.

Cinder had only just begun stuffing the cocky little female, however, and his first taste of her incredible, clenching tightness immediately left him wanting more. He gripped Iris tightly with his paws and thrust even deeper with a thundering roar, driving inch after inch into her snug guts while the outline on her abdomen traveled up her belly and soon reached her chest, stifling her cries into breathless gasps as his cock drove the air from her lungs.

Just as the typhlosion's thrust robbed Iris of her breath, tears spilling freely from her blurry eyes, a wet, sticky heat started gushing over the base of his cock. The intense insertion had launched her into a violent orgasm already! Unable to scream, too weak to squirm, her ass clenched all the harder around the male's rod, rewarding his brutal, merciless gut-stretching with an intense massage, and her squished, convulsing pussy squirted out a relentless volley of juices as if to further lubricate the second half of his fuck meat before he inevitably stuffed it inside her as well.

Although the snivy's orgasmic contractions made the breeder eager to trench his fuck meat balls-deep inside her, her tightness was unfortunately too much to overcome in a single thrust, and he instead pulled back to loosen her with a proper pounding. Once he got thrusting, it didn't take long before he settled into a fast, relentless rhythm, and he quickly lost himself in the rush, huffing and growling like a massive steam engine as he rammed his rod into the violently cumming female.

Thrust by thrust, the typhlosion worked his way deeper into Iris's ass. With his eyes closed, his teeth gritted, and his paws clenched around her body, he screwed her like one of the daycare's breeding mounts. Unlike those, however, she wasn't just a crudely padded contraption to extract his cum on his neediest days. No, she was like the tightest, most luxurious toy he had ever used, and though he had fucked her too silly to scream, the wet shlicking and slurping of his monstrous breeding meat inside her distended guts was music to his ears, as was her… gagging?

The sound of the snivy choking snapped Cinder out of his mindless rutting frenzy, and he opened his eyes just in time to watch a humongous bulge traveling up her neck, eliciting more nasty gags from the thoroughly stuffed female. With her head bent back over and her muzzle wide open, he got a perfect view down her wet, tight throat, only to spot something big coming his way, and before he knew it, he was greeted by his own flat, barbed cockhead as it popped out of Iris's muzzle in a gush of pre and spit.

He had put it into the wrong hole! The realization was almost completely lost on the breeder, however, as the sight of his own cock emerging from the snivy-turned-cocksleeve's mouth fired him up more. Not to mention that she was cumming even harder from the taste of his sticky pre on her tongue, her body seemingly rewarding him for his brutal show of force and size while her brain had long succumbed and snapped under the insertion. All the while, the typhlosion wasn't even sheath-deep inside her, but that was something he was more eager than ever to change, and without wasting another second, he forced his schlong deeper into the cumming female.

Bottoming out took hardly any effort as Iris was now as loose as could be, and Cinder dragged her down onto his girth like a cheap fleshlight until her stretched asshole met his sheath in a wet smack. Half a foot of cock meat peeked out of her gullet for a single second before the male pulled back and made his tip vanish in her throat again, moving his hips just far enough to grant her a desperate gasp of air. Then he buried his bone to the sheath once more.

As the typhlosion breeder started gut and throat fucking the snivy with all three feet of his bloated, barbed rod, stuffing her with merciless grunts and bulging muscles, it soon became clear that he had even more in store. Was Iris aware that he had a knot now? If not, she was about to find out as the swelling bulb slipped out of his sheath, bashing into her excessively stretched tailhole in its gargantuan, veiny crimson glory, and while it was easily wider than the petite female's hips, that wouldn't stop Cinder from trying to bury it inside her in an ever needier frenzy.

For now, Iris was too tight for Cinder's knot, though, so he would have to cum without a tie, and when the feral male finally climaxed with a deep, thundering howl, the fact that his flaring equine tip was sticking out of her snout by several inches showed the true strength of his superpowered orgasm to him and everybody in the stable. Uninhibited by any womb or stomach, his cock gave rise to an eruption as thick and voluminous as a wailord's hydro pump, his creamy, milky cum gushing and bubbling from the force with which it got blasted out of his cum slit before it hit the wall on the other side of the stable with a resounding thud, painting it white with his sticky goo while the thundering flames flaring from his back charred the beams above him a dark black.

Cinder's mind blanked with bliss at the initial brunt of his eruption, but it should've been more than that, and he hardly stopped thrusting as his knot kept demanding a proper tie. Tightening his grip around the snivy, he pulled out until only the tip of his flexing, spurting cum geyser peeked out of her before slamming her back down onto his shaft, pumping her guts and pummeling her fluttering asshole with his knot while his balls churned and tensed against her tail. He was splattering gallons upon gallons of rich, virile seed across the stable instead of inside her cunt because she had been too pushy, but there was nothing the female could do about it other than cumming even harder from his gargantuan eruption and take the pounding until he ran out of juice.

However, the typhlosion wasn't nearly done yet. He had a few more minutes' worth of cum in his tanks, and an unsatisfied desire for a tie driving him to ever more excessive thrusts. After all, he not only wanted to bury his knot but needed to tuck it into the stretched snivy-sleeve, and what had been a nonsensical prospect at first soon shifted into the realm of possibility as Iris's ring began to yield to the ruthless bashing. Halfway through his torrential nut, Cinder then finally got what he craved with a loud, nasty slurp when his bulb disappeared inside her ass. Although, disappear wasn't the best word for the result of their ridiculous tie as the breeder's gargantuan bulb stretched and distended Iris's belly into a huge, round dome as if she was already incubating a dozen of his eggs.

For better or worse, the knotting brought an abrupt halt to Cinder's relentless rut, as he was so tightly lodged inside the snivy that he could no longer move back or forth by a single inch, but it didn't matter to him as the heavenly tightness of her guts finally gave him all he needed. No more thoughts, no more cravings, perfectly satisfied, he flopped over onto his back and lost himself in a sea of pure, unadulterated bliss as his blasting, snivy-wrapped fuck rod continued to pump out a ceaseless stream of baby batter. Sticking straight up in the air, it looked even more like an erupting geyser as well, still squirting hard enough to powerwash the ceiling with his cum before it all came raining down on him and the dragonite and goodra around him, covering everything in a thick, sticky, musky layer of his scent to mark this stable and the females as his forever ever.

Another minute of senseless delight later, the typhlosion opened his eyes to the sight of the bloated, fucked-silly snivy on his rod, and as his orgasm was finally beginning to fade, he realized that it was high time to get her off of his schlong. After all, she had thoroughly fulfilled her purpose as his personal cocksleeve, and he knew he shouldn't break his toy entirely if he wanted to use it again in the future. So with a heavy grunt, the male began to tug on Iris's stretched, scaly body, pulling and yanking with all his might until his knot yielded with another wet, nasty shlorp.

Luckily, extracting the rest of his schlong out of the snivy was much easier than untying his knot, but it still took a sweet eternity to drag all three feet of it through the battered female's guts, and since Cinder was still squirting hard, he filled the void left by his cock meat with another two gallons of fresh, hot cum to leave her swollen and sloshing just like his bigger mates — even if she was so loose that half of the mess kept gushing out of her muzzle. Besides, Iris's smell of heat had only gotten hotter and more intense ever since he had started pounding her, and now that he had successfully unleashed all his horny rage upon her sorry ass, the rank scent of her fertility prompted the breeder to finally give her what she had wanted from the very beginning. Pressing his urethra against Iris's convulsing vent, he kept squirting inside it for a few seconds, dousing and utterly drenching it with his potent essence before he dropped her onto the cum-soaked floorboards next to him so she could ride out the last few rippling waves of her ungodly orgasm in the certainty that she would soon swell with his big, healthy litter.

Meanwhile, the sounds and smell of Cinder's excessive cum and pounding had attracted more pokemon, as a primarina, a meganium, and a charizard had gathered at the swinging door, ogling him and the aftermath of his two orgasms with a captivated sparkle in their eyes. Licking his lips at the fresh supply of eager, fertile females, the typhlosion gave his fat, dripping member a few feisty slaps to tease his new audience, but for the moment, his eyes and attention were on someone else. Gabby had finally gotten up from the floor and was stumbling toward the breeder, her gargantuan, translucent-milky cum belly sloshing at every step. He was as ready as she was, eager to impregnate his third, overdue mate in a row with three more waiting their turn, excited to topple the daycare's long-standing record of a houndoom breeder siring two dozen offspring in a single day because once he was done with them, that number would climb into the hundreds.