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It felt like the air was heavy around Rogath, like a weight encompassing all his limbs and even penetrating inside to his flames. A trained Charizard, he was strapped into an odd device that wrapped around his chest, arms, legs, tail, and the base of his wings; it was tight, but not the source of the restrictiveness he was feeling. Yet, he powered himself through it, stroining some in exertion as he fought the human trainer in front of him...his own trainer, in fact, yet he didn't let that stop him in the slightest, alternating between jets of flame and quick slashes with his claws.

Sea's hands were raised as he darted around Rogath's swipes and flames, kept eternally on his toes by the flaming dragon. It was an intense workout, for sure, but his favorite type of workout. Most people would be more than shocked to hear that he sparred directly with Rogath, and he could hardly blame them - the Charizard was a powerful one, and under normal circumstances Sea would have been flattened, beaten up, and tossed aside in short order.

The gear Rogath wore was what made it possible. The system of straps and rings that looked suspiciously like bondage gear actually was designed with a different type of restraint in mind, limiting the Pokémon's power output for everything it did. The center, a modestly-sized unit situated at the chest, emitted a field which weakened the Pokémon's physical strength, speed, and move power. The dial on the front controlled the field's strength, from the baseline 100% down in increments of ten to a harsh 10%. The limitations were designed to force the Pokémon to work and train harder under a more significant burden, so that when released from that burden, they would be even more capable.

They'd been training at 30% for a while now. It was the perfect setting - at that, Rogath was still significantly stronger than Sea, but not so much that he risked doing serious harm to him. Sea could push back against him with effort, slashes with his claws were dulled, even his fire was restricted to only doing superficial damage. It was rough for Rogath, but he liked it, because when he was freed from the limiter he felt so much more energized, so much more powerful. This kind of training was what was giving him his unnatural edge against so many other Pokémon, the kind of thing he relished. Plus, the combat with Sea was actually fun...and very often the fun only got better.

That was where he went now, as a clawed hand lashed out and hooked his fingers into the collar of Sea's shirt, yanking hard at it with a powerful jerk. The shirt didn't last long before giving away, tearing down the center and quickly falling off of Sea. The trainer gave a gasp as he stumbled backwards and fell, his rear thumping on the hard ground as he grunted in pain. Rogath let him get to his feet, wiping a bit of dust off of his shorts; already he was feeling a little heated, and he could tell from the slight distention in those shorts that Sea was as well.

It hadn't started out this way. The original intention was purely mundane - improving Rogath's strength by having him work against something, and giving Sea a chance to work himself out at the same time so he could also keep fit - and for a while it had just been that. However, eventually Rogath began to notice a change in his trainer's scent when they had these sparring matches, and the fact that he seemed to be experiencing some discomfort in this groin when they were squaring off. When he first asked Sea about it, he'd avoided giving a straight answer, but Rogath was a persistent one, and eventually he confronted Sea and practically forced him to tell.

And tell he did. Sea confessed how he'd had sexual fantasies about being raped by Pokémon. How the only thing that had stopped him from trying to act on it was not knowing if his body could handle it and if the Pokémon could be trusted to not hurt him. How every time he was overpowered by Rogath he got turned on. How he desperately wished that his Charizard would flip him over and take him for all he was worth.

The next time they fought, that was exactly what Rogath did.

It hadn't been complicated in the slightest. A well-timed burst of flame left him mostly bare, and his claws did the rest. He hadn't bothered asking, or warning him, he simply took his chance and laid into the human, moaning and roaring out his conquest. And Sea had loved every second of it, crying out Rogath's name as he was filled to the brim with burning seed.

Now it was a commonplace occurrence for them. The original purpose was still there - the resistors still put Rogath through his paces, and Rogath was still strong enough to force Sea to give it his all to overcome. But the outcome was hardly in doubt; Sea was tiring, shirtless, and already horny, and Rogath was eager to take care of the remaining obtrusive garments. Often he used fire, but this time he was intending to use nothing but his claws. It had a personal touch that he quite enjoyed, even if it took a little longer.

Sea was still making him work for it, dodging around the Charizard's claws and trying to push him back. That was pat of the thrill, for both of them - Rogath liked the feeling of dominating an opponent, and Sea was wild over the idea of being overpowered even at his best. He batted away several swipes, not putting distance between them but making it a challenge for Rogath to reach his prize. But the dragon prevailed with persistence, getting one clawed hand in while his other arm took up both of Sea's. He dragged his claws down, through the fabric, shredding the front of the shorts to ribbons. The backs dropped quickly to the ground, and Sea was left in boxers that were already partly torn, his hard-on almost visible at this point.

Sea went through a lot of clothes this way. To him it was unavoidable; part of the appeal was being so forcefully and irrevocably stripped down, and breakaway clothes just simply didn't have the same intensity. He spent a fair amount replacing them, and was constantly keeping track to make sure he didn't run out - he didn't really relish the thought of trying to explain why he wasn't wearing any when he went to buy more. But it was worth it to him, to feel that intensity and have his heart rate and arousal spike, to make it feel much more like a real rape.

The line of concession was reached when Rogath pinned him against a tree, grabbing his hands and holding them tight with one claw, effectively nullifying all resistance from the human. He didn't even need his claws this time - just a grab at the band and the already-weakened garment easily tore away, letting Sea's erection pop right out. At this point he'd already reached the goal line - getting Sea laid bare was the unspoken endpoint, where he was allowed to do whatever he wished to the trainer, and that had him as fired up as anything.

In one swift motion Rogath turned Sea around and forced him down, his weight bearing down until the trainer was on his hands and knees. He was hard already, his long hot shaft steaming in the air, demanding to be put where it belonged. Their fighting was already foreplay to him, so he wasn't about to waste more time before getting his rut on...but he was forced to pause as Sea suddenly reached an arm of and back, grabbing at the harness.

The hand fumbled around until it found a dial on the front of the harness, the control for the limiter, and with a sudden impulsive effort, he began to twist it, feeling it click once, twice, thrice, and finally a fourth time. Each click sent a rush of energy into Rogath, intensifying the heat in his body, the strength in his muscles, to say nothing of the inferno of lust coursing through his body. He felt a wild rush to his head as Sea reset himself on the ground; they'd dialed down the limits before, but never this much, and he was very eager to try it.

As Sea's hands fell to the ground, Rogath rammed himself inside, hilting himself in one go. Sea cried out in pain, but Rogath wasn't worried - Sea wanted some pain, he enjoyed it more that way. He didn't take it slow, but began rapidly moving back and forth, letting the heat build in his organ as it mercilessly split the human's cheeks. Sea could do nothing in the grip of Rogath, except cry out and squirm under the forceful treatment. He was so sensitive, every movement felt in insane detail, the combination of the heat and the size and the sensitivity driving him wild. He came once quickly, but barely noticed, as the pleasure cascade never stopped coming, bringing him back to action almost before he even got finished with the first one.

To the Charizard it was beyond fantastic. Sea was at tight and welcoming as ever, and to be able to let go and take him as his instincts desired was almost dream-like. The human may have been his master, a fact which Rogath would happily acknowledge, but for this brief period he was the one in charge, and that fueled his lust considerably. He upped the intensity, powering into that needy hole, applying whatever heat and force he could muster, trying to make sure Sea got every little bit of that extra energy he'd allowed his dragon. Every slam of his body into the humans was being met with a breathless cry, and a contraction around his dick that felt divine.

It really was too much for Sea - the heat was too intense, the impacts too forceful, the pleasure too copious, all of them were overloading his body and mind. Yet, even that was better than he ever could have dreamed of. A large part of him didn't want to be able to handle it, it wanted to be utterly overpowered and overwhelmed. That blazing cock being relentlessly driven into him was more than he ever could have hoped from his sexual desires, and it both terrified and excited him that there was still room for more...and even more, with all the training they'd done, this level of intensity was probably equal to full power for a regular Charizard...or more.

Rogath had abandoned all control over himself now, froth forming at the corners of his mouth as he unleashed everything he had into Sea. It was as close to Sea's fantasies as he could possibly have gotten with a willing victim, and well beyond any loss of inhibition he'd had before. His claws gripped his trainer tight as he slammed his hot dragon dick as deep and hard and fast as his body could muster, unleashing bursts of heat with every hilting impact that radiated throughout Sea's body. Hot saliva dripped down onto the human's face and neck, adding to the burning, though even this pain felt wonderful to the abused recipient, as he came again, sputtering what he could over his body before the heat evaporated it away.

With as much as he was giving, there was no question that Rogath wouldn't last long, and as he felt his own climax welling up within him there was no semblance of restraint or prolonging. It felt simply glorious - the final motion embedding himself in his victim, the triumphant flaming roar, the burst of the dam as a copious volume of his burning seed raged through Sea, claiming victory over the human. Every aspect was a divine sensation in itself, and taken together it sent Rogath on a high he'd never experienced in his life, not even during his evolutions.

Sea was flatly engulfed as well, everything merging together to trigger a final climax, writhing in the almighty grip of his Charizard as that cock forced his own, dribbles of seed coming out as his exhausted organs failed to keep up, the heat drying them and banishing the fluids to the air almost instantly. The euphoria had him completely drained, but thoroughly satisfied as the two came down from their peaks, the lizard finally removing himself and leaving him feeling an odd emptiness inside.

Rogath grinned as he cast his eyes over Sea. He was still hard, still raring to go, his body inflamed with energy; the limiter usually held him back, but not at this light setting. He could handle another round...no, that wasn't right, he was going to have another round, no matter what, maybe more than that. And the best part was that Sea wasn't going to object, regardless of how overcome he was. Sea couldn't object, in fact; he belonged to Rogath now, by virtue of the Charizard's victory, and while their usual hierarchy would return soon, for now Rogath had complete control over him, and and they both knew and welcomed it.

He flipped Sea over onto his back, opening his legs wide and baring that dripping hole to him. Sea could only smile submissively into that fanged grin that told him where he belonged right now. That was all Rogath wanted to see before he barreled in again, roaring out as his hot cock once again filled the human's bowels.

He couldn't wait until that dial was drawn back to his full power. He'd make Sea his bitch for a month.