FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

When the moon was full and in the sky, and Mewtwo could bask in the silver glow, he felt about as peaceful as he ever did. He liked the moon, and many lonely nights had been spent staring up at it, and the twinkling stars that surrounded it of course. The moon, the stars, they reminded him of a happier time, of a time when he was genuinely at peace with someone he truly loved. The face of that person was lost to him, but when he was alone and the moon was in the sky, washing all the land in its beautiful silver rays, he could feel the soft touch of a dainty hand on his shoulder and hear a sweet voice, telling him everything would be alright.

And he was happy, content, standing on the rounded ball that crowned a tower in a human city. This high up, and this late at night, it was quiet, and he could simply tilt his head back and watch as the moon stared right back. It was a hunter's moon. Not for another year would the moon glow this brightly, this brilliantly... and a three fingered hand brushed over his chest and towards his hips. Before he realized, his hand was brushing over the subtle slit between his legs, though when he did notice he quickly pulled his paw back as if in disgust.

But what was disgusting about it? Pokémon did it all the time. It was all Pokémon thought about in fact, he had read enough minds to know that. He knew a Marowak once, who used his bone for more than just battle. And a Raichu who stood out in the middle of storms, because the shock of lightning coursing through her was greater than the love of any male. And a Golduck who sat down on jet streams to feel the soft tickle under his tail...

And, Mewtwo was a Pokémon, wasn't he? He looked down at his hands, flexing his fingers. That's what Mew had told him, before she had to leave. She had told him he was real, and then to make her point clear, she floated over and softly licked over his face, as if a unique flavor was all that made creatures real or unreal.

Mewtwo looked up to the moon, and then down at his paw. Waving his paw, a shimmering pink Mew suddenly appeared before him. It wasn't real, Mewtwo knew. Just an illusion he himself had concocted. But he brushed a paw down between his legs, and the shimmering illusion of Mew floated down past his line of vision. He could "feel" Mew touching against his slit, softly stroking him, softly moving her tiny tongue up and down. He lifted his feet off the smooth, round ball he had been standing on, and holding his legs out in front of him, spreading them wide. He carefully floated down, until the cold rounded ball was resting up against his rump. He chuckled at that, and growled, the little Mew illusion now nuzzling his crotch lovingly. His large erection began to peek out from between the purple fur of his groin, and Mew softly nuzzled and licked the erection, nibbling in her cute way. He began to wiggle and grind against ball beneath him, feeling it slowly, gently, between his shapely hips and cheeks, and... the coldness of the ball against his anus actually felt... kind of...

"Having fun?" came a voice.

The illusion of Mew disappeared with Mewtwo's broken concentration. He lifted off the rod suddenly and swirled around in the air. Both hands were glowing, his left in simple shadow, his right a purple orb that was gradually growing in size. "What do you want, Lugia?" Mewtwo hissed.

"I had noticed your scent in the winds," the Lugia said. "I was curious what the ever elusive Mewtwo was doing in a human city."

_ "I- I was..."_

_ "Giving into your baser desires,"_ the Lugia said. His wings were flapping through the air gently, and somehow that was enough to hold up his significant girth without affecting the buildings and houses that were just beneath them. "Are you even a real legendary?"

_ _ Mewtwo's eyes glowered purple suddenly, and Lugia felt a ball of shadow energy crash into his chest. Pain, like Lugia had rarely felt, surged through him, and he actually felt himself pushed back several feet before the energy at last dissipated. Before Lugia could flap his wings and right himself, another ball of shadow energy had smashed into his face, dazing him, and he began to fall. His eyes opened in time to see the city streets rushing towards him, and he stretched his mighty wings out. He flapped them once, twice, and on the third managed to stop his descent. The gusts of winds shattered windows and blew cars off the street; a few night owls on street corners were thrown like ragdolls. Lugia quickly returned to the sky and flew towards Mewtwo, dodging several screaming Shadow Balls that were now flying through the air, until he was close enough to ram into Mewtwo with his large head.

"Mewtwo!" Lugia roared. "Mewtwo..." his voice, leveling out. "I have never known a Pokémon with such raw power as you possess. But I am older than you, with a millennia's worth of experience in battle, while you are still a newborn. I did not come here to fight, but if we must, you may win, but you will not depart unscathed."

_ _ Mewtwo's eyes were still glowing a brilliant purple, his hand was still glowing and a purple ball of energy that was swelling larger and larger. After a tense moment, the orb in his hand dissipated into wisps, and his eyes returned to their normal appearance.

Lugia flapped his powerful wings, keeping himself floating through the air, and looked down. Several buildings had been rocked and shook by the powerful gusts that his wings had caused; several tiny people had come out into the street. Mewtwo looked down at them, like little ants scurrying about in the street lights. Then he looked to Lugia. "There are other ways to prove which of us is superior," he said. "A challenge perhaps. A game to demonstrate which of us is the greatest of all the lands. A game that will test concentration, creative, and raw power."

_ _ Mewtwo stared at the Lugia, looking him up and down. Mewtwo was not accustomed to being the small one. His little Mew was small enough to curl up on his chest (which she frequently did.) Although there were of course larger Pokémon, it was rare for Mewtwo to interact with them, and when they did, he could always lift them over his head without breaking a sweat. His most common associates were humans, however, who he generally towered above. Lugia dwarfed him.

"What do you have in mind?" Lugia asked.

Mewtwo floated down to the ground, and lifted a hand. A subtle glow of purple surrounded the group of humans, as Mewtwo lifted them into the air with his psychic touch. One of the humans, squirming and fighting the invisible fingers that gripped him, was pulled towards Mewtwo, and dropped at his feet. On his hands and knees, the human looked up to the Legendary, eyes wide with fear and horror, before Mewtwo lifted a hand and pushed the human to the ground with a psychic burst.

Circling like a predatory bird, the Lugia descended down to the street of the city, flapping his massive wings once or twice before bracing himself down upon the ground. His massive girth still caused an indent in the ground, but at least no buildings were leveled. The streets were wide enough that he could almost fit comfortably. "What is the meaning of this?" Lugia demanded.

On the ground now, both of them, Lugia was absolutely massive, and Mewtwo had an odd sense of inferiority like he had never known. He was stronger than the Lugia, he knew, but being so puny compared to him, he decided to look back to the human at his feet.

"It's a simple game, a contest. We take turns demonstrating something to the other: something remarkable and breathtaking. Something that demonstrates our strength and power and intellect. We do so with whatever is on hand, with whatever powers or strength we posses. Anything you can do, Lugia, I can do better, of that I promise. Since you are the newcomer to this game, I will go first, to demonstrate the rules."

_ _ Mewtwo stared up at Lugia, and Lugia stared right back. Mewtwo soon lost interest in the staring contest, and instead his eyes glared down from the Lugia's face, and to his belly. A paw reached down between his thighs, and Mewtwo began to stroke himself, coaxing the purple erection out of the sheath.

Perhaps because of the genetic cocktail that he had been born from, but Mewtwo did not have a penis like most other Pokémon. In fact, the erection that was now proudly poking out from between his legs was oddly human. A long, thick, meaty shaft was crowned by a bulbous head and swelling glans. A dribble of white cream pushed its way out of the slit that crowned the glans, and ran down the underside of his vein covered penis. Inside him, he could feel a poking and prodding and tensing of skin, as his testicles began to swell and take shape. When unerect, they were hidden in the curve of his groin, but now that his body was craving a mate, his testicles were beginning to build-up their load.

Mewtwo looked past his swelling erection, and down to the human. The push of his powers had long faded, but the human didn't dare move, terrified of the two giant Pokémon that were surrounding him. Mewtwo looked to Lugia, wanting to do something incredible and intimidating to start the game, and then down to the man. A rare smile slowly spread across his lips, as he lifted his three fingered palm, and it started to glow. The man started to whimper. His clothing began to collapse, as the human's shape slowly disappeared from within it, and soon the clothing was resting flat on the ground. Mewtwo's hand lifted and his fingers curled, and from out of the pile of clothing came a miniscule, nude man.

"Interesting power you have," Lugia said. "But what now?"

_ _ Mewtwo glared at the looming Lugia, and reached forward to close his fingers around the shrunken human, no longer requiring his mind to hold it up. He selected another human from the crowd, purple surrounding the human as he lifted it up and brought it close, and after a moment the human's clothing had fallen to the ground. Mewtwo brought the second shrunken human close, and took it in his other hand. Then, holding them both under his snout, he examined them closely, trying to think of something that would impress the Lugia, show his superiority. The man punched and kicked at the looming muzzle, showing a surprising amount of heart and fight. For him, Mewtwo would put him somewhere special.

Holding the second human up with his mind, holding him out of the way, Mewtwo used his now free hand to grasp the foot long rod of purple flesh that jutted forward from his groin. It tingled under the touch of his fuzzy fingers, and he gave it a slow squeeze, rubbing up and down. Mewtwo looked to his other hand. He could feel tiny hands pushing against the bulbous tips of his fingers. Carefully, slowly, he lowered his hand down and opened it, quickly snatching the human up with his physic powers.

The human looked down at the truly amazing sight before him: a hundred foot tall feline, a penis that was the size of a bus compared to him. And he was being lowered slowly towards the dribbling slit that crowned the erection, bubbling up with white cream. He tried to kick and fight his way out of the purple embrace, but there was nothing to fight, no fingers to pry apart or string to cut that might let him fall. He was lowered painfully slow towards the bobbing erection, which seemed to dribble more in anticipation of what was happening. Above him, Mewtwo began to pant loudly, and gave a very uncharacteristic purr when he felt the human's toes kick against his glans. He sighed, and released his hold of the man, allowing gravity to pull the human down.

With disturbing ease, the human's feet and legs slid into the open slit, up to his knees. His rump came to rest on the Pokémon's glans. He braced his hands on the purple flesh and tried to pull his legs out, but the flesh was slippery from the white cream that coated it and he lost his grip. He ended up slipping up to his pectorals after a moment, sliding down the tunnel. Still, he kicked and punched and stretched, clawing furiously to try to escape from the hole, not realizing that all his twitching and furious fighting were only making the psychic cat purr louder.

Mewtwo could not believe how wonderful it felt, the four stroking limbs all going furious inside his slit. He continued to rub his erection slowly with his idle hand, squeezing his shaft around the middle sometimes which kept the human from slipping all the way down and disappearing. When he let go, however, the human fell inside up to his head, his chin snapping against the slit's edge. Mewtwo looked down at his erection; the human's little pink face contrasting sharply against the purple flesh that surrounded it. Mewtwo placed a finger on the man's head, and slowly pushed him the rest of the way down, until his finger was pressing right against his slit, sealing the man inside.

He could feel the human, still kicking and fighting, as it made its trip down the long length of his erection. Looking down at his foot long cock, he traced the human's path, feeling it get stuck sometimes and then go limp and slide the rest of the way, eventually reaching its final destination into his testicles. By now, in fact, his balls had swollen to their full size. He gave them a little pat, holding himself in the air with his psychic powers, and then squeezed them, curious if he could feel the human pressing against the inside of his scrotum.

Mewtwo heard a miniscule scream, and remembered that he had another shrunken human captive. Should it join its friend in his scrotum, or something else? Yes... something else.

Mewtwo brought the human in front of his face, and examined it closely. It was a woman, with cute little breasts and a narrow body that would be perfect for sliding inside him. He stroked the woman with a finger, before he stretched his legs apart and squatted, and then reached forward to brace himself on the ground. When that was uncomfortable, he instead lifted himself off the ground with his psychic powers and held himself up. He turned, so that his large, rounded buttocks were facing the Lugia, although Mewtwo looked forward as if it was only a coincidence. The woman, held in the purple light's embrace, was brought up to Mewtwo's face. Mewtwo's eyes glowed as he spoke to the woman, letting her know exactly what was going to happen, which made her start to squirm and fight furiously, just as he had predicted. He guided the woman around him, moving her slowly so she could take in the details of his body in, before stopping her right in front of his large rump.

The woman continued to fight as she was moved forward, and pressed right into the purple fur of Mewtwo's underside. The kicking and fighting felt rather good, actually. Like a little massage, so he slid the human slowly up and down to enjoy her little limbs sifting through his fur. But soon enough her kicking and flailing feet found the puckered hole of Mewtwo's anus. Mewtwo used his psychic powers to open the tight ring of muscle, exposing the depths of his insides to the babbling woman. She let out a choked gasp as she was suddenly shoved; head first, into the warm insides of the Pokémon.

Mewtwo shivered and arched his back, cat like, as he felt the human inside him. A psychic finger between her legs, and the woman was shoved farther and farther into the Pokémon. The friction of its little body against his anal walls, how happy he was he hadn't lubricated this woman in the slightest, leaving her skin to drag dryly against him. He purred louder. He pushed the human until it rammed against a certain spot deep inside, that made Mewtwo dizzy enough he fell out of the air and hit the ground. The little woman beat and kicked against his prostate, making him collapse to the ground just as he was starting to lift himself up. Pushing himself up with his thin arms, he looked over his shoulder at the Lugia.

Mewtwo took a deep breath, and exhaled loudly. Mewtwo's eyes swiveled down slightly, and he noticed an odd sight peeking out from beneath Lugia's plump belly. Apparently he had enjoyed that show. Mewtwo smiled, and said, "Beat that."

Lugia looked to the two remaining humans, who were huddling together, looks of shock and horror and revulsion on their face. Lugia's eyes glowed, and soft blue energy surrounded the couple. Lugia drew them closer, and then reached his massive wings forward. Gently, so gentle his touch bellied his size; he took one human in each hand, leaning close to them with his long neck. His tongue slipped out of his mouth as he pondered just what to do, and he glared at Mewtwo, who was trying to stay calm and aloof but cracks of bliss were peeking through his grim façade. Somehow the humans were still alive, trapped inside Mewtwo's scrotum and rectum, how wonderful that must feel...

The thought of it, and the show that Mewtwo had put on had certainly gotten Lugia worked up, and his own erection was now out from between his legs. While Mewtwo possibly had human DNA somewhere within him, Lugia was pure Legendary, and had an equally legendary penis. Long and covered in several ridges, the penis gradually thinned towards a spear tip. The head and upper half of the erection was a deep, rich blue. Gradually, very gradually, it slipped into a softer color the closer one's eyes moved towards the base, until it eventually was the same pinkish red as Lugia's inside. Swelling from beneath the erection's slit were a pair of magnificent testicles, pressing out of the soft blue of his underbelly.

It was a beautiful sight, one that Mewtwo stared at, and with the kicking and thrashing of the shrunken humans trapped in his scrotum and anus, it was blissful. It was torturous not to stroke himself, but Mewtwo did not want to give the Lugia the satisfaction, and sated his lust by softly stroking himself with his mental powers. Sometimes he even forced the humans inside him to press harder against his walls or prostate or balls.

Lugia brought the man in his right wing to his face, examining him. He did the same with the woman in his left hand. Lugia brought his tail around and slowly rolled onto his back, causing a small tremor to run through the city. Holding the woman in the air with his psychic powers, Lugia plopped the man down on his belly. Mewtwo risked floating into the air for a better vantage point, and watched as Lugia pushed the man forward, until he was pressed right up against his erection's top. The man began to squeak and babble, squeaking louder as the scent of Lugia surrounded him. Lugia began to coo, its coos actually drowning out the man's cries, as he was rubbed up against the massive erection. Rolls of cream dribbled down the Lugia's elongated shaft, striking the man's head and then rolling down the body to make it wet, making the future slides up and down that much easier. Up and down, up and down, more of the cream rolling down, until the man was finally lifted up and revealed to be utterly coated in a sheen of white.

Examining the man closely, Lugia laughed, noticing a small rod of flesh was now poking out of the man's crotch. Clearly it liked a certain Legendary's erection, so Lugia fancied himself merciful as he gathered the human with his mental grasp, and placed him down again on his rounded belly. He pushed the man forward with a wing tip, carefully aiming the man's penis so it would penetrate the Lugia's slit.

A roar and rumble escaped the Lugia, as the minuscule shaft pressed inside him, stimulating the thousands, if not millions of nerve endings that lined the Lugia's large glans. Roars soon succumb to gentle purrs and coos. Frightened, if not petrified, the man guessed what the giant wanted, and reached a hand forward. He gently touched the glans, squeezing them with his fingers and palms, as he pushed his erection forward and began to hump. Nervously panting, he kept looking over his shoulder, staring at the Lugia, whose eyes were half lidded. The man bounced gently on the pudgy belly, it having a surface like a sponge or mattress. He reached down, and hugged the erection, and began to give little humps, slowly wiggling his hips left and right.

Yes, Mewtwo was on to something with this. The little penis stroking inside him, something that Lugia could never do himself, felt delightful. But Mewtwo had a little human, trapped in his scrotum. Lugia wanted that, and so quickly picked up the human with his wings. That man didn't struggle, and when he was dropped onto his hands and knees on the Lugia's belly, he did not try to bolt or escape. A delicate wing tip nudged the man forward until his face was inches from the penis slit. The man quickly realized what Lugia wanted, and slipped his tongue out, attempting to give the head a soft lick, then brushing his tongue over the slit. The cooing behind him lulled the man into a sense of security. As long as he did as the giant wanted, there wouldn't be trouble. And, to be honest, he didn't mind licking the enormous shaft, breathing the heady avian musk. There were certainly worse fates. He shivered at the thought of the poor woman, shrunken and shoved between the feline's buttocks.

But suddenly, the erection's slit opened wide, and a nudge from Lugia caused the man's head to slip inside. The slit clamped shut just as quickly, and his head was squeezed painfully. He lifted his hands to try to push himself out, but Lugia's finger was against his rump, carefully pushing him forward. Focusing hard, Lugia had his erection open once more, and suddenly rammed the man into him. When his penis clamped shut again, the man's arms, head, torso, and most important his minuscule penis were all inside the hot, cramped cavern.

The woman who was still floating in the air screamed pitifully, and Lugia remembered he was holding her up. Smiling, and leaving the little human in his penis to kick and squirm, he settled a little fuller onto his back, and then lowered his tail, exposing his groin fully to Mewtwo.

Mewtwo was in for a surprise, seeing a second slit lying between the swollen testicles of the Lugia, and the quivering, eager puckered hole. Mewtwo assumed he had a second penis hidden away, until Lugia spread the lips with two fingers and showed there was only emptiness inside.

Lugia examined the woman once more, smiling at her, and then stretched his tail out in front of him and at an angle off the ground. He placed the woman carefully at the very tip of his tail, and then released his grasp on her.

The woman hissed and screamed as she slid down the smooth tail like a waterslide. She tried to find something to grab on to, but Lugia's skin was as silky as water. Lugia's legs lifted higher into the sky, and he spread them apart, causing the lips of his vagina to open wide. The woman could only give a desperate plea to the heavens as her feet slipped into the opened hole. She stopped her descent for a moment, when her toes touched the inner walls of the Lugia, but soon enough the vagina had opened wider and she found herself sliding inside with virtually no resistance. Her furious kicks against the moist, silky walls of the Lugia's insides not only failed to spare her slipping deeper, but by the giant coos of the bird, it was pleasing her devourer greatly. She managed to roll onto her stomach and used her fingernails to claw at the tail, trying anything and everything she could think of to escape her fate. She felt the warmth of the Lugia's lips on her ribs. The walls squeezed suddenly, winding her, but also stopping her descent for just a moment, and she cried and begged for this not to happen.

A wing slowly reached down, and with two fingers, the Lugia spread himself, opening himself fully. The woman felt herself falling, now up to her breasts, the protrusion sparing her slipping inside. Cream was dripping down the Lugia's walls, lubricating the woman's body as well as the tunnel she was falling in to. Desperate, she reached out and caught hold of the vagina's rim with a quaking hand. With all her strength she yanked herself out, and just caught sight of the Lugia's smiling face, before a finger found her crown and pushed her down hard. One last choked gasp escaped her before she had slipped fully inside. He released his lips, and allowed them to seal her in the dark, warm tunnel.

Lugia used one finger to stroke his groin, feeling the woman's travel. His finger brushed over his testicles, and up the underside of his erection, before coming to the man's cute little feet. Gently, he pushed on the man's soles. The very moment his toes had passed the outer slit, the man slid forward without resistance. He landed with in inaudible thump, deep in Lugia's testicles, and Mewtwo was able to see the body pressing against the skin to try to escape.

Lugia closed his legs slowly, his lower lips closing and any trace of light or outside air leaving the woman's senses. Lugia sighed dreamily, rolling onto his side and just resting. The weight in his testicles and womb shifted with him, making him shiver. Although he did not want to, he rolled onto his front, and shivered as he got to his rear feet, standing up and looming over the shocked Mewtwo.

"I think I win that round," Lugia said.

Mewtwo glared at the Lugia. He was forced to lift his arms as the Lugia's massive wings flapped, and the Legendary took into the air. Lugia pumped his wings several times, at last reaching a great enough height, before his eyes began to glow with blue. Windows throughout the city suddenly shattered, and humans were pulled from their bed by a psychic pull. They were yanked through the air, eventually coming to face the great Lugia, who examined each before returning them to their home. Two, however, the Lugia kept, and carrying them, floated back down to meet Mewtwo.

One of the humans was presented to Mewtwo, who took it with his own psychic grip. This human was only wearing a pair of briefs, and those were torn off with a yank from Mewtwo's minds. Mewtwo looked to Lugia, who set his human down on the ground in front of him.

"Simple rules for round two," the Lugia said. "Whoever releases first, wins."

_ _ If Mewtwo ever showed intimidation, it was as he gazed at the full thirty inch length of blue and red erection that protruded from the Lugia's underside. Dribbles of white cream oozed out the length's tip. It had formed a pool on the ground, but now with the human on the ground before him, the drips were splashing down upon the human's bare back. Lugia reached down, gently picking up the man, before the Lugia sat down on his rump. Doing so, he felt his vagina pressed against the roughness of the street and wiggled several times, feeling the woman trapped inside him squirm with renewed vigor. He lifted the man up, and then carefully set him down upon the long shaft. Thinning to a point, the erection was perfectly designed to slip between the tight cheeks of the man, and smoothly slide into his puckered hole. The man went rigid, squirming and wiggling, but Lugia's strong fingers kept him from escaping, as he lowered him farther down.

Mewtwo's human was whimpering as the three-fingered hands took hold of him by the hips. Mewtwo gripped the human's buttocks tightly, and pulled them apart, exposing the human's crack. He pushed his hips forward, poking the human's anus with his thick head, but did not break into the human's tight vent. Meanwhile, Lugia's man had already sunk five full inches onto the erection. The many barbs and ridges that lined Lugia's shaft meant it was impossible for the human to escape the impalement. The only place he could go was down. For the Lugia, this was breathtaking, and he began to coo like a pigeon, tugging on the human's feet to pull him down harder. Mewtwo became infuriated that he was losing still another round. Gripping the human's buttocks tightly, pulling them wider apart, he shoved himself forward and rammed his glans into the human's ass.

The human screamed, trying to claw at the ground to pull himself away, as he felt the pounding head of the erection shoved through the tight seal of his sphincter. Mewtwo snarled at the whimpering human, and lifting him higher off the ground, thrust himself forward. A quick mind read told Mewtwo that this human was accustomed to sodomy, but he was as tight as a virgin when being raped by a foot long shaft. It took several thrusts and furious humps, and even the use of his psychic power to pry the tight ring open, before Mewtwo's glans were embraced by the tight ring of muscle that was the human's anus. It felt pleasant, surprisingly pleasant in fact, and Mewtwo actually allowed himself a moment to just savor the feel of the human's warmth squeezing his erection's head.

A noise like the cooing of a giant pigeon broke Mewtwo's concentration, and looking back to Lugia, he saw that the human was now half-way impaled on the rigid length of the Lugia. The human's arms and legs flailed feebly as he tried to escape the girth that was rammed into his bottom. He was gasping for a breath he could not take, and soon his head tilted back as his whole body went rigid. Lugia cooed louder, pulling the human a few more precious inches down his long shaft, and then stretched his neck out and gave a roar.

The human screamed as well, almost as loud as Lugia, and a moment later a spurt of white emerged from his mouth like a fountain. Out of his nose, out of his ears, came a steady stream of white cum, and the human's screams were now drowning in the fountain of seed that was oozing out of him. Lugia slowly moved the human up and down on his rigid shaft, sometimes shoving himself even deeper, as if he wanted to see the tip of his erection might replace the poor human's head.

It was an awesome sight, and Mewtwo just stared for a long time, his human's tight anus squeezing his erection, a tantalizing massage that made the show all the greater. With renewed arousal, he suddenly braced his feet on the ground, and rammed himself forward, shoving his foot long erection into the human's bowels. He felt himself hilt deep, the human's buttocks rubbing against Mewtwo's purple loins, producing a teasing static friction. The scent of Lugia cream touched Mewtwo's nose, and he suddenly felt his swollen testicles contract almost painfully. Ripping the human farther onto his shaft, Mewtwo thrust forward, and shot a stream of heavy cream into the quivering body. The human whimpered and screamed, it felt like a fire hose had been shoved up his ass and was set on high. He felt his insides torn apart, and felt his stomach suddenly swell and grow fat, as all the seed had to go somewhere. His skin stretched, far, but before he ripped apart, his body found other places to put the excessive globs of white that were shooting into his ass. Quite quickly, his body began to inflate from the cream that was shooting into him, growing fat and pudgy and saggy and large.

Although Mewtwo's load was large, Lugia's was simply epic. Again, Mewtwo glared at his fellow Legendary, staring at the human who was now just a swell of skin with semen housed inside. Lugia's cooing grew louder as he carefully removed the human from his erection. A fountain of cream out of the free erection, splashing onto windows, onto streets, getting musky cream everywhere. Lifting the plumped human to his jaws, Lugia opened his maw wide and popped the human onto his tongue. Crunching his jaws down, the human popped like an overfilled water balloon, splashing white cream everywhere, including onto Mewtwo.

Defeated for the second time in one night, Mewtwo ripped his erection out of the man. A mixture of crimson and seed spilled out of the human's stretched rear. Whimpering and gasping, he tried to crawl away. Mewtwo rolled his eyes, and a moment later, the human's head popped as if it had been squeezed between a giant's fingers. A messy, but quick and painless death for the man, all and all it was far more merciful than the fate of the human Lugia had taken. With a three fingered hand, the Mewtwo brushed the Lugia cream off his chest and shook his hand several times. Lugia waddled closer, and lowered his head, a subtle grin on his beak. "Two to zero. Your move."

_ _ Mewtwo stared, mind racing, trying to think of what he could possibly do. At last, he looked up, defiant at the Lugia, and simply said, "Do your worse."

"What do you mean?"

"Do whatever you want to me. If I give in, then you win the game. If not, I get to do the worst I can think of to you."

_ _ Lugia wondered if this might be some sort of trick or deception. But the intriguing thought of getting to do anything he wanted to Mewtwo, well, that was worth the risk. Lugia slowly, carefully, lifted his tail and sat down, sending a small shockwave through the ground when his rather large ass struck the concrete. A larger shockwave ran through the entire city when Lugia fell back, landing on his back. A small dent was formed in the ground. On his long neck, he looked forward to Mewtwo, and his eyes began to glow. Mewtwo allowed himself to be lifted and drawn closer, eventually coming to stand on Lugia's plump belly.

"You can forfeit now, and no one need know. It'll be our little secret."

_ _ But Mewtwo only stared. "Do your worse, you overgrown pigeon."

He was grasped suddenly in Lugia's large wing, as Lugia's lips pulled into a smile. Lugia shifted and sat up; reaching one wing behind him to keep himself propped up, and then carefully lowered Mewtwo down between his legs. To Mewtwo's credit, he didn't struggle or fight in the slightest. He moved with Lugia's movements. Now inches away from Lugia's swollen scrotum, he could see the trapped man, still pushing and wiggling against the tautly stretched blue skin of sack. Lowered down farther, Mewtwo stared a moment at the flesh lips of the Lugia's vagina, still slick with the cream that was oozing out of them. Mewtwo was slightly afraid he would be shoved inside there, to meet the woman who was still trapped. Instead, farther down he was moved, until he was facing the quivering hole of Lugia's empty anus. The fingers that held him shifted, now resting on the back of his head, and he was pushed forward.

His long muzzle brushed the bare skin of Lugia's quivering anus. It opened wide suddenly, but Lugia was not fast enough to capitalize on this, and the pucker sealed tight once more. All the voices in Mewtwo's head were screaming to just give in, to admit defeat, as the moist skin flexed eagerly. Instead, he took a deep breath, before his snout was pressed hard into the sphincter. This time, the pressure on the back of his head remained, and the tight skin of the anus began to yield. Mewtwo felt every inch of the tight rim brush over his creamy white fur, as Lugia slowly, painfully pushed on the back of his crown and gradually fed him into the warm bowels. The brushing of fur against his inner skin tickled, and Lugia began to laugh. His puckered hole opened, and Mewtwo was shoved forward without hesitation, now finding the rim clamping on his pectorals rather painfully. With his elbows, he wiggled and squirmed, forcing the hole wide and permitting himself inside up to his midriff. The squeezing on his stomach knocked the breath he had been holding in his lungs, and with it squeezing him, he could not suck in a second breath.

Lugia's finger once more moved, now under Mewtwo's tail. The tip of the finger inadvertently pressed against Mewtwo's scrotum, and he almost screamed at the pleasant feel. All at once he was shoved into the dark, dry cavern of Lugia's bowels, rammed inside so deep and so fast that Mewtwo wasn't sure which way was up. Lugia laughed and cooed as he settled on his back, eyes closed, drooling slightly at the feel of a body in his scrotum, his womb, and now a particularly large and furry bulk in his ass. The idea that he had Mewtwo inside him and at his mercy made it all the more delightful. An idle wing reached down for his erection, and he slowly began to rub himself, and to be cruel, he clenched his anus hard upon Mewtwo.

Surrounded by buildings on all sides, Lugia was aware that hundreds of eyes were on him. He blushed slightly, but continued rubbing himself. Looking about idly, he did see a few human faces pressed up against the glass, staring at him. He liked that, being watched, and that they all saw that Mewtwo was now trapped in his ass.

At first, Mewtwo simply remained curled into a tight ball. His arms were around his chest, his legs pulled up to his stomach, his tail wrapped around his entirety. His eyes were closed, not that there was any light in the cavern anyway. Somehow there was air to breath. He didn't dwell on that, and was simply happy that he had not lost consciousness in an airless chamber.

It felt like he was trapped for hours, the anal walls pulsating around him rhythmically. He could hear the pounding of Lugia's strong heart and the rush of blood all around him. If he listened very hard, he could hear coos and whines as Lugia began to masturbate. Sometimes, the walls clenched tight. Other times, Mewtwo felt himself shifted and spun, and he guessed that Lugia was rolling about, trying to get comfortable.

In fact, Lugia was on the hunt. He didn't fly, unsure that he could stay in the air with the ripples of pleasure that were surging through him, and rather, somewhat awkwardly he moved from building to building. When he came to a building, he peered inside, frequently meeting the petrified gaze of humans who had been watching the entire display. Licking his lips, Lugia shoved his head forward through the window frame, jaws opened wide and dripping drool. His long, almost serpentine tongue wrapped around the hapless humans, and he brought them out into the cool night air. Tilting his head back, he released the humans from the embrace of his tongue, and allowed them to slide down the smooth, slimy muscles of his throat. Down the long neck, a bulge rolled along, signifying the prey's path until they plopped down into his belly. Eating them whole and alive left them to kick and fight inside him, tickling him from within.

It felt wonderful to be full in so many ways. He wanted his belly full, but it seemed the more he swallowed, the hungrier he grew. But that was alright. The city was chockfull of tasty snacks, and he was happy to waddle building to building, gulping humans down as he did. Doing so caused the bulks inside him to bounce about, making it all the more delightful. A trickle of cream oozed out of his aching shaft, occasionally it touched a building and a shot of cream sprayed the street or sides.

Eventually, Mewtwo decided he had enough, and carefully placed his hands in front of him, groping against the slimy wall. Bracing himself against it, he took a deep breath, and then pushed up with all his might.

Lugia had just gulped down a particularly delectable woman, his erection spraying cream onto the building's face as the woman's girth settled in his crowded belly, when he felt the pleasurable bulk in his ass grow too intense, and he had to stop. He allowed the human he was holding in his off hand to fall to the ground, he ran off into the darkness. Lugia craned his neck down carefully and looked at his plump belly, rubbing himself before another shock of pain ran through him.

"Mewtwo," he snarled, glaring at his hips. "What are you-" Another surge of pain and pleasure ran through him. Within Lugia's body, Mewtwo squatted and once more curled tight into a ball, before bracing his hands "above" him and his feet "below." With all the physical strength he could muster, he stood, stretching the bowels to a painful extent, causing Lugia to shiver and moan, erection still spurting in masochistic surges of bliss.

"You win!" Lugia roared, holding his chest with his wings. "You win, Mewtwo. Please. Just stop."

_ _ Lugia rolled onto his back, and spread his legs as wide as they could. Looking down his body, past his dribbling erection and fully belly, he waited to see a single hand reach out from between his cheeks. He could feel Mewtwo moving along his bowels, elbowing him as he crawled out, and once free of his rim Mewtwo took a deep breath of relatively fresh air. Mewtwo had to struggle and claw the rest of the way out of the tight embrace. Lugia whimpered and cooed, Mewtwo climbing out feeling just as blissful as when he was going in. Lugia lay down, mouth open, drool pooling under his jaws, savoring each stretch of his sphincter.

Mewtwo floated forward, and came to sit on Lugia's belly, looking down at him. Lugia lifted his head and stared, but set his head down, resigning himself to his fate. Mewtwo had won, after all. He laid there, spread eagle and relaxing, when he suddenly felt a strong weight come down upon his left wing. He lifted his head and looked, to see a shadowy rope had wrapped itself around his right wing. It had the weight and strength of an Onix, more so, as no matter how much strength Lugia exerted, he could not lift his wing. Another rope wrapped around his left wing suddenly, pulling it down and forcing Lugia to lay flat in the middle of the street. Lugia hissed suddenly, head lifting to ravage Mewtwo in his jaws, when a rope enclosed his throat and pulled his head to the concrete, his jaw cracking slightly against unyielding road. His feet kicked furiously, but soon enough they, and even his tail, had been bound to the ground by the shadowy ropes that Mewtwo controlled.

Eyes glowing a brilliant purple, Mewtwo lifted his hands. The windows of the buildings that surrounded the two Pokémon suddenly shattered, the shards raining down before smoothly falling to the sides of the street, avoiding the two Pokémon entirely. Mewtwo yanked his hands together, and suddenly dozens of screaming and kicking humans emerged from the buildings, all with purple coating around their forms.

"You like taking it up the ass?" Mewtwo asked. "I'm going to give you more than you can handle."

Lugia attempted to fidget, and break the shadow ropes that were keeping him pinned down. But the hold on him was like nothing he had ever felt before. He braced himself, and struggled to lift his wings, but the strength of Mewtwo's shadow powers, as well as the awkward position of lying on his back, meant Lugia could not claim the leverage he so desperately needed. Meanwhile, the humans that Mewtwo was holding were kicking and squirming in the psychic grip. Mewtwo brought one of the humans down, and forced her to lay on her back, flat on Lugia's tail.

Lugia growled and hissed as he felt the woman's feet touch against his cheeks. Her toes brushed the wrinkled hole, which opened on reflex, and permitted her feet to sink inside his warmth. Squeezing suddenly, Lugia couldn't deny that it felt pleasant, having a small bulk in his ass, tickling the nerves around the rim. Mewtwo actually released the woman, and immediately she began to kick and struggle, punching at Lugia's buttocks and trying to pry his rim open. Lugia cooed gently, eyes shut, as he felt his anus squeeze and pull, dragging the screaming woman up to her knees inside him. Mewtwo floated back, landing gently on Lugia's tail, and placed his hands on the woman's shoulders. She looked up at Mewtwo, a look of horror and revulsion across her face, as Mewtwo gave her a forceful shove, driving her rigid body into the tight anus. The warm rim stretched, and Lugia's body instinctively slurped again, dragging the woman deeper inside him. Her screaming was silently muffled as her face was pressed against the rim of his anus, and only her arms were left stretched out, desperate for a savior.

Mewtwo selected a particularly large, plump human next, a man who was slightly less than Mewtwo's height but twice his weight. Mewtwo grasped the man in a choke hold to keep him from fleeing, and quickly pressed his feet against Lugia's anus. The woman grasped the man's ankles desperately, and when Lugia's body dragged her deeper into his bowels, she dragged the hapless man up to his knees all at once. Now, with both the woman's tugs and Lugia's clenches, the man was quickly swallowed up to his wide middle. Another human was behind the fat man. The fat man, desperate for something that might spare him his horrific fate, grabbed the third man's legs, no matter how much he tried to kick free. And as the fat man was dragged inside, the third man went with him, swallowed up by the flexing sphincter.

Just when the third man was up to his belly, Mewtwo grasped his hands. Mewtwo used his own brute strength to pull, and gradually dragged not only him, but the other two captives out of Lugia's depths. He had freed the third man up to his ankles, before Mewtwo released, and allowed him once more to be dragged into the hungry bowels. Grasping the whimpering man's hands again, he pulled him out, and released, treating the chain of humans like an anal bead.

Lugia's eyes were screwed shut, as more and more humans were shoved inside him, all them struggling and kicking and fighting for space. His body was stretching farther and farther, as Mewtwo continued to shove the hapless humans, first one at a time, then two at a time. A few humans inside him, sealed past his sphincter; that would feel pleasant. But now, he was forced to endure the heavy bulk of so many fighting and tearing bodies inside him. Lugia could no longer control his body, and his anal walls squeezed and crushed the humans, compressing them into lubricated goo, but that only made sliding the rest of the human's easier. And there seemed to be an inexhaustible number of humans to shove inside him, spreading him wider and wider until it felt like he would pop.

"Mewtwo," Lugia hissed. "Stop..."

_ _ Mewtwo smiled as he looked forward, past the Lugia's huge erection and plump belly. He had been feeding a trio of humans inside Lugia at once, but left them to instead float towards Lugia, now standing before his face. The trio of humans were up to their knees, all trying so hard to pull their way out, but the skin that surrounded them was smooth and silky, and even bracing themselves on Lugia's buttocks, they were no match for his strong anal wall's squeeze. Lugia's body pulled them suddenly, causing Lugia to see stars from the pain and pleasure that rippled through him as a result of the added bulk. It felt like there were hundreds of humans inside him, squirming and punching and kicking. Even as his body clenched and sickly cream oozed out from between his cheeks, there was still kicking and punching that made him dizzy.

Mewtwo watched as the Lugia's jaw went taught. He looked over his shoulder, to the trio that were now up to their chests, and with a glowing hand, forced the substantial bulk all the way inside Lugia, who gave a roar that broke windows for miles around. Shaking and shivering, growling loudly, the binding around his right wing was suddenly shattered. The shadows dissipated quickly, but the shockwave of mental discharged caused Mewtwo to stumble. With a beat of his immense wing, Lugia suddenly pushed off the ground, tearing and shattering the shadow rope around him, and when both wings were free, he pushed himself off the ground. The force of the wind blew Mewtwo several feet back. He stumbled and slid along the ground until finally bracing himself, though looking up, he saw that the Lugia was coming down upon him. Mewtwo leapt back, to avoid being crushed beneath the roaring, snarling beast, who once more beat his wings, sending a gust that actually knocked Mewtwo far into a wall and caused the buildings that surrounded them to shake and wobble. Mewtwo slid to the ground, a large dent in the wall where he had landed.

A Shadow Ball struck Lugia in the chest, knocking him a few inches back, but he stayed strong. Staring down at the little creature before him, he prepared to snap Mewtwo into his jaws. Mewtwo stared defiant at the giant, as his eyes started to glow. Lugia braced himself for another blast of shadow energy, but instead Mewtwo simply began to grow.

At first, Lugia did not realize what was happening. He thought it a trick of the light or a delusion of his weary mind, or even the Mewtwo's illusions cast before his eyes. But as Mewtwo continued to swell in size, feet growing larger, thighs growing thicker, Lugia realized that somehow this was real. It was nothing that remarkable, actually. Lots of Pokémon knew the move Growth, using it to swell and increase their size to great proportions. And although Lugia rarely needed such a move, he knew it in the annals of his memory. Soon he and Mewtwo were eye level, and suddenly Mewtwo was a head taller.

Closing his eyes, Lugia began to focus, calling on the memory and instincts that he had not needed in so many years. But he needed that move now. He peeked his eyes open, now eye level with Mewtwo's thin ribcage, and focused all the more intently on using his stored energy, drawing the energy from the world around him. Grass-types required the sun's golden rays, but a Legendary like Lugia could draw from the very essence of life itself.

The first hints that he was growing was an odd, scratchy feel on his sensitive feet. His feet growing larger, they scraped softly against the road beneath him, causing a little tickle against his soles and toes. He did not dare open his eyes, afraid he would lose his concentration, and Mewtwo already had the advantage of getting started first. Lugia next felt his wings and shoulders brush against the buildings that surrounded him, as he gradually grew wider as well as taller. Bracing himself, Lugia pushed with all his might, and shoved the buildings away from him. The rumbling crash and dust the rubble kicked up impeded Lugia's concentration slightly, but he powered through it, feeling himself expand larger and larger, until he suddenly felt warmth at his front.

Lugia and Mewtwo both opened their eyes at the same time. Lugia smiled slightly, craning his neck down slightly to look at Mewtwo. It was his neck that made him taller, but only a bit. All and all, they had both reached an impressive height of around fifty feet, the buildings that surrounded them having been pushed aside by their enlarged girth.

Mewtwo was slightly frustrated that not only had Lugia also used Growth, but he was still taller! He was peeved, but the lust that seemed to grow with his size was more prevalent in his mind, and eyes swaying, he searched for something that might ease the unbearable burning in the pit of his stomach. Eyes swaying side to side, he searched for something, finding it in the form of a shapely building that dwarfed him slightly. An apartment building, perhaps, Mewtwo could hear the psychic screaming of the building's thousands of occupants as he stomped closer towards it. Squatting so he could better examine each floor, he smiled at each tiny face that gazed at him. The little humans on the middle floors were in for a treat, as when Mewtwo stood proud and tall, his aching erection was facing their windows.

Mewtwo leaned forward gently, and opened his arms wide to give the building a hug. He shivered as he felt his erection's dribbling head press against the cold stone of the building's face, listening to the humans inside begin to squeak and babble as their normal view of the night's vista was replaced by a furry white chest, or a purple crotch, or a pillar of deep purple flesh that was pressing right against some windows. Pushing his hips forward gently, Mewtwo's glans broke through the stone visage of the building, and into the apartment building's innards. He felt tiny humans bump against the glans as they pushed forward, felt walls and roofs and floors break and shatter under the pressure and weight. Some of the humans, in fact, somehow managed to get pinned under the pulsating purple shaft. Those that were not crushed outright were left to twitch and squirm furiously, desperately. Some of their fellows, brave souls, braced themselves against the wall of flesh and pushed with all their might to free their pinned friends. All they succeeded in was making the pleasure of the giant Mewtwo greater.

Mewtwo purred and hugged the building tighter, wiggling his hips side to side, his enormous shaft breaking through any barriers or people that stood before it. He pulled out slightly, and humped again, slamming his hips up against the building and squeezing it tight.

While Mewtwo was having his fun, Lugia searched for something that might sate his own now giant hunger. Lugia's waddle was clumsily, as to use his wings at this size would leave the entire city smoking ruins. Not to mention, it was difficult to walk. Lugia was not accustomed to moving on his long feet, or using his stubby legs in such a manner. Not to mention all the buildings were now painfully close, squeezing against him on all sides. Frustrated and annoyed with them all, he began to simply shove and force his way through the buildings, sharp eyes swaying side to side as he searched for something to use.

Bus tours were a popular industry on the island, and at last Lugia saw a double-decker bus speeding through the streets. The moon illuminated the city, so the bus driver saw the gigantic Pokémon before the bus was within wing's reach. The bus slammed on the brakes, and immediately went into reverse, only for a bluish glow to engulf it.

Lugia lifted the bus up to his eye, turning his head to the side to examine it closely. To his delight, a number of people were inside, huddled together. Perhaps they were trying to flee the city; it did not matter in the end. Grasping the bus carefully in one wing, Lugia lowered it slowly, bringing it down between his thick thighs. He explored a moment, pressing the cold steel bumper against his thighs and then the underside of his belly, before at last finding his vagina's flesh lips. Inside the bus, the horrid sight was illuminated by the bus' powerful headlamps. The people could do nothing but stare at the blue lips and the pink inside walls, which were starting to drool with creamy liquid. The bus was still in reverse, the wheels struggling for a grip, which sent waves of bliss through the titanic bird. The juice of the Lugia slid down, lubricating the bus, allowing the substantial size to be pushed gently deeper into the mass of gripping muscles. Immediately, the double-decker bus' frame began to bend and whine, the front window cracking and then shattering into pieces. Drips of cream oozed down into the open bus, wetting the passengers and filling the confined space with a suffocating amount of musk. The passengers aboard the doomed ride still stared up, as the headlamps of the bus refused to break and go out and leave the passengers in blessed darkness. They were forced to watch as the bus pushed farther into the abyss of warm, wet flesh. Lugia shifted his grip, and placed a finger on the bus' back. Slowly, he pushed the bus farther and farther inside him, soon slipping a finger into his nethers so he could jam the bus until it finally passed into his womb. He could even feel it driving around, the wheels still burning and struggling for traction on the slippery ground.

Feeling the pleasant weight of the massive bus with each step, Lugia looked for still more to sate him. Eventually, he came upon Mewtwo, who was on his toes, humping harder into the whining and shaking building, driving his shaft through walls and people. Lugia smiled, and approached.

Mewtwo was confused when he felt warmth wrap around his middle. Lugia hugged Mewtwo from behind, resting his head on Mewtwo's shoulder in an affectionate manner. Turning his neck carefully, Lugia gently licked over Mewtwo's cheek and the side of his face. And although Mewtwo knew he should make Lugia's head explode for such insolence, he instead focused on humping into the building... and taking pleasure in what was now poking under his tail.

Lugia gently poked and prodded his uniquely shaped shaft at Mewtwo's tight anus. Despite its rigid appearance, the erection was warm and utterly pleasant, and its spear point slide between the cheeks with no trouble at all. Into the tight sphincter, which squeezed and massaged, Lugia began to hump. With each hump from Lugia behind, Mewtwo humped forward into the building, ramming his erection again and again into the very frame. He squeezed the building harder, and suddenly the top half came apart. Mewtwo did not care. He humped harder and harder, ramming himself into the building, the Lugia rammed his way into Mewtwo, until at last the pressure became too great.

The building whined as a spray of cream tore through it, exploding out the back end and coating all the buildings behind it with white. Mewtwo pulled back, and humped again, and like a cannon ball ripping through a ship, the wad of cream tore through building's levels and out the back. The frame damaged from the pressure and the tide of cream, the building suddenly turned to dust in Mewtwo's grip. No longer propped up, he fell forward, landing on his hands and knees in the rubble, Lugia landing on top of him. Lugia continued to hump, as Mewtwo's cream flooded the streets. Humans, who had somehow managed to survive the building around them, were now washed away by a wave of white.

Mewtwo arched his back as Lugia's spray shot inside him, filling him suddenly. He screamed, long and loud, his psychic energy sending ripples through the city. He screamed again as Lugia humped and sprayed into him, and another wave of shadow energy tore through the city that had served as the two giant's playground. All the while his erection continued to shoot and spray white, coating buildings and streets with globs of cum. When the more intense sprays struck buildings, the buildings creaked and whined, sometimes collapsing as the first had.

One more hump from Lugia, one more psychic scream that caused every building within range to crash and turn to dust, and Mewtwo slumped forward, utterly exhausted. Ripples of shadow continued to explode out of him, in sync with the humps from the still aroused Lugia, until Lugia too fell forward. He fell onto Mewtwo, lying with him, panting loudly. His wings wrapped around the giant feline gently, and he hugged him, his rigid erection still stiff between Mewtwo's cheeks.

Every ounce of energy either had long expended, the two giants slowly returned to their normal size. Mewtwo, panting and groaning, felt himself lifted into the gentle wings of the Lugia, and rocked like a baby. An affectionate muzzle came down, and licked over Mewtwo's whole body, but Mewtwo pushed the beak away. Lugia was confused, and tried again, but felt a Shadow Ball released right into his face. He was knocked back into the rubble of what remained of the city, and when he had recovered, Mewtwo was nowhere to be found. His head weaved side to side, searching for him, but he was already long gone.

Mewtwo flew a long time. He was speeding through the clouds, far enough in the sky that the quiet dreams of the Pokémon and men alike would not bother him, nor could Lugia sense him. As powerful a psychic he was, if he did not focus, his mind would be assaulted with emotions and thoughts and pleas and dreams of everything with a hint of sentience within fifty mile radius. Normally, Mewtwo could focus, and block out all the voices, but now he could not think straight, and didn't dare slip beneath the clouds or slow down lest he be assaulted with the voices. He wanted to get away, from everything and anyone. Tears of confusion and pain were streaming down his face. He flew, faster and faster, building speed, eyes screwed shut.

At last, he slowed to a stop. Beneath him, a forest, with simple bugs and Pokémon too stupid for wants or needs beyond their hunger and lust. He could hear them, but their collective voices were little more than a buzz in his ear. Mewtwo began to descend, slowly, and soon his feet touched down upon the grass in a clearing. It was not completely quiet, but quiet enough that for a moment Mewtwo could think, could focus. He lifted a glowing finger to his forehead, intent to purge the memory of all he had done and been made to do from his memory, as he had done any number of memories before.

He stopped, and instead let his hand fall down to its side. He should purge the memory from his mind, and then track down the Lugia and tear him limb from limb.

Instead, lifting his hand, he allowed his thoughts to take shape, as he had before Lugia had made his presence known. Instead of crafting an illusion of Mew, however, the illusion he created was larger, with a silver-white body, and plump blue underside. A long neck stretched out of the squat torso, the neck crowned with a distinctly avian head. Long, powerful wings stretched out to either side, and of course, who could forget the very distinct penis between the legs. Mewtwo thought a moment, wondering if he was done, but with an embarrassed smile he added the vagina, between the plump testicles and the quivering, eager puckered anus. Yes, now he was perfect...

Mewtwo stared at his creation, unsure, perhaps even a bit frightened or wary of it, as if he had created some sort of monster. He walked towards the illusion of Lugia, and stretched a hand forward, touching over the Lugia's belly. The illusion bent its head on its long neck, and softly nuzzled Mewtwo affectionate, making a loud cooing noise. Mewtwo stroked it gently. With a wave of his hand, the Lugia rolled backwards, coming to rest on its back. Its tail lay flat on the ground, while its plump legs lifted into the air, exposing the curve of its groin to the staring Mewtwo. The long, hard, rigid erection; the massive testicles that he could crawl inside of; the flesh lips of Lugia's vagina and of course the hungry hole of Lugia's anus. Mewtwo swallowed nervous, closing his eyes and searching the surrounding landscape for any sentient creature that might stumble upon him. When he was sure there was no one about, he approached the cooing Lugia, his foot long erection already hard between his legs.

The illusion Lugia was already wet, its vagina moist and slimy, and pushing his hands forward, Mewtwo used his strong upper body to stretch the walls apart. Inside was a dark tunnel, and past that was the warm abyss of the Lugia's inviting womb. Crawling forward on his hands and knees, Mewtwo hesitantly climbed inside...