{"sf1_id":722162,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Dangers of the Wilds","author":"Kothorix","words":2730,"posted_at":"2014-06-25T05:56:00.000Z","tags":["Extreme","M/F","Rape","Risk of Pregnancy","Typhlosion","Yiff","coercion","kinky","pokemon","zoroark"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/722162-dangers-of-the-wilds","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/722162","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=722162\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"A female Zoroark finds herself in the wrong den. What follows can only be described as the brutal nature of wild pokemon.\nI've been contemplating if I should share my own brand of 'hot' with the world. I feel like it's just too cruel, wicked, and terrible for most people; but here it is. I wrote this in about 3 hours, and this is basically the first draft. I'd usually edit it more, but it's 2am, so I'll have to get to it later. Anyway, I just wanted to put something up. The purpose of this story is just a quick 'wank' piece, with very little character development or plot. Hopefully people like it!","content":"They say that morality is taught by\nsociety. Unfortunately for wild pokemon, there isn't much of a society to\nteach. It was early spring, and as various species arose from winter slumber to\nlook for a mate, one female found herself in the den of a predator who had long\ngiven up such prospects. Humans would have called her a Zoroark, but because of\nher specific set of talents, none had ever seen her. Still, food was scarce,\nand the onset of hunger forced the grey fox into making a critical mistake;\nattempting to raid a den while its owner was still inside.               He was a\nfiery beast, flames adorning his nape as he arose from his slumber. He didn't\nseem thrilled with his intruder, and didn't much care about giving her a chance\nto explain herself. The Typhlosion was fast for his size, and in a blur of\norange fur, he was on her. Under normal circumstances, the female may have\nevaded him, but her weakness from hunger and lack of rest now landed her\nunderneath the brute; her maw mashed against the hardened ground.                With a\nloud, echoing growl, the Typhlosion spoke. Much to the female's surprise, his\nvoice hardly matched his thuggish appearance, instead sounding quite calm and\ncollected. \"Now, what are you exactly, hm?\" The male spat out, his paw pressed\nto the back of the intruder's neck, forcing her down, belly first.                 The\nfemale struggled, her red mane twisting and brushing against the male atop her.\nShe snarled, baring fangs and kicking helplessly with hind-limbs trapped\nunderneath the Typhlosion. Her breathing was rapid, dust blowing up in tufts\nnear her nostrils. \"Let me go, you bastard!\" She arched her back, pushing\nagainst him with all her might, but his weight kept her from moving. She\ncontemplated her options; her normal tactic of illusory flames wouldn't work\nhere, the Typhlosion was already on fire and she hadn't the strength to make\nanything convincing. She thought of tricking him into thinking she wasn't\nthere, but he was already on her, and tactile hallucination was beyond her\nability. She rested a moment, going limp underneath the male to conserve\nenergy. She eyed up at him still, anger and embarrassment surging through her.\n\"I swear I'll kill you...\"                The\nlarger male took the fox's sudden lack of struggling as a sign of submission.\nThe beast grinned toothily, bringing his head down toward hers. Still pressing\nthe back of his paw to the top of the Zoroark's skull, the male trailed his\nteeth along the side of his victim's neck, his hot breath beating down on her.\nHis voice remained calm, but shakiness in his breathing gave away his\nexcitement. \"Oh, such a feisty one. Normally I wouldn't hunt something as large\nas you, but since you brought yourself to me, it seems like a waste not to.\" The\nmale let out another breath along her neck, this time the air nearly blistering\nhot; causing the female to stir in pain. His voice rose with malice as he spoke\nto her again \"Are you ready to die?\"                The\nfemale froze in silence, her body seizing up in fear and panic. She could feel\nher blood running cold, her eyes dilating as the male spoke to her. Her heart\nraced, as did her mind as she tried to think of a way out of the situation, or\nat least a way to bargain with the male. \"Wait! It doesn't have to be like\nthis!\" She groaned as she felt the male bite down lightly at the side of her\nthroat. In a panic, she spat out whatever came to mind. \"I'll find you food\nelsewhere! I'll do whatever you want!\"               The\nTyphlosion narrowed his gaze, his maw full of the female's throat. Her taste\nwas intoxicating, but not in the way that he was letting on. He slowly released\nher, pulling his head away with a sly smirk. \"Good girl...\" He whispered softly,\nslightly lessening the tension on the Zoroark's head and neck. He had never\nintended to eat her, but he doubted she was aware of his dietary habits. \"I\nhaven't had a female in quite some time...and I like your scent.\" He let out a\nsoft chuckle, looking over her body. She was lithe, even for a Zoroark, a sign\nshe hadn't fared so well the past winter.               The\nfemale closed her eyes, gritting her teeth together, and letting out a mumbled\nsigh. \"How did I know it would come to this?\" She growled again, struggling\nlightly against the male; her energy nearly completely gone now. Another fear\ngnawed at the back of her mind; it was mating season for most species, and even\nthough she wasn't quite feeling the effects of her heat, she knew she would be\nreceptive. Opening a green-tinted eye, she glared up at the male. \"I won't be\nbearing your young, filthy beast!\" She knew that in her state, the extra need\nfor food of young inside her would practically be a death sentence.                The\nTyphlosion replied with only a grunt, pushing the female's head again into the\ndirt. \"Ha! Well, if you please me, maybe I won't finish inside you!\" He\nchuckled again, knowing he was in complete power now. He could feel that all\nthe fight was just about worn from her, and so slowly he began moving off her\nbody. The male was quick with his movements, forepaws scooping under the\nZoroark. He pulled her up against his chest in one movement, his paws behind\nher knees forcing her legs up near her chest. She squirmed at the sudden\nmovements, her face full of panic for a few moments at the sudden motion. She\nlet out a soft gasp, now awkwardly positioned against the male. Her back was\npressed to his belly, and his forelimbs were held around her midsection,\nholding both her legs up, and locking their bodies together in a vice-like\ngrip.               The\ntrapped fox placed her foreclaws along the male's arms, gripping him tightly.\nShe had the opportunity to cut him here, or to turn her head and bite at his\nneck. Both seemed like good options, but the Zoroark feared the male would\nsimple bite her back harder. Her fur stood up on end as she felt a sudden\nwarmth press between her legs. With a soft huff, she dared to look down. The\nTyphlosion's shaft, pink and tapered, sat firmly against the slit barely\nvisible through her dark fur. She stared down at it, in complete frustration\nand embarrassment.               The\nlarger male slowly began to rock forward, sliding his smooth shaft along the\nhidden nethers of the female he clung to. \nShe struggled again, the sensation sending jolts of both fear and\nagonizing sexual frustration through her. She hated him for what he was doing,\nand yet she found herself pleading again. \"Ahh! Wait-just...hold on...\" She gasped\nout softly, shifting in the uncomfortable, contorted position. \"Let me use my\nmaw instead...\" She choked out, regrettably. Even though sucking the male off\nwould be the more humiliating of the two options for her, at least it would\nkeep her safe from pregnancy.                The\norange-furred male let out another chuckle, satisfied that the female was\ncompletely at his mercy. \"Nah~ This way is more fun. Plus, you'll bite. I can\ntell.\" As if to reaffirm his stance, he pushed up roughly against her, the side\nof his girth nudging up between her netherlips. As he drew back again, the\npointed tip of his length caught against her inner flesh, nudging just inside\nher. He held tightly to the female, each of his movements causing her to squirm\nand strain against him. He let out a soft purring sound in her ear, speaking\nagain softly. \"You act like you've never been with a male.\"                The\nZoroark couldn't help but whine out softly as the male's prick nudged her\nsensitive flesh. Her ears flattened against her head, her claws digging into\nher aggressor's forelimbs as she shook, unable to find a way to bargain with\nhim. The male's movements became more deliberate, his hips rolling lightly to\nhelp position and slide the tip of his cock inside her. The feeling forced a\ngasp from her, her breathing picking up once again as her tight flesh clasped down\non the invading spire. The male breathed in deeply behind her, slowly working\njust the first bit of his girth in and out of her, for what he presumed was her\nfirst time.                After a\nfew moments of the tedious, teasing play, the Typhlosion broke the silence\nagain. \"It's too bad you have to be so resistant. We would have all sorts of\nfun if I could trust you. \" He grunted softly as he shifted his weight, letting\nthe female drop on him just a bit more. His shaft, lightly throbbing by now,\nslowly glided deeper into her tunnel, aided by her feminine juices. She pushed\nat his embrace hard, arching her back and calling out again, gasping loudly.\nShe could feel her body squeezing down on his length, and seemed unable to\ncontrol it.  The male grunted out another\ncomment, begging a response from the female, \"I'd start with your hindpaws,\nnuzzling and working my way up between your legs. I bet you'd love to feel my\nmaw between them...\"                With a\nloud growl, the Zoroark shook in frustration, barking back at the male. \"You're\ndisgusting!\" She contemplated leaning back and biting his throat, deciding\nagainst it at the last moment. She was frightened of what he might do to her if\nshe failed. \"You've had your fun, now let me go!\"                 Her disapproval only seemed to egg the male\non. His pace suddenly quickened, as he began to thrust up against the female.\nHis shaft pulsed as it plunged deeply into her body, sending jolts of pain and\nsomething more through her form. She cried out loudly, each time his tip\nprodded at a new and sensitive area inside her. She couldn't stop her body from\ngripping the intruding flesh, or from leaking copious fluids around it. Though\nsoft panting breathes, the male chuckled out a reply to her. \"No, we're just\ngetting started! You still need to know what it feels like to have a pussy full\nof cream.\"                Those\nwords from the male sent another wave of fear through the Zoroark. She\nshuddered as she looked down between her legs again; watching the male's shaft\npiston in and out of her body. Each thrust only seemed to soak her crotch more,\nher juices completely coating the male's tool. She stuttered out a panicked\nresponse, her eyes wide with shock. \"You said you wouldn't finish inside me!\"\nShe cried out.                The male\nrumbled to her, purring and nuzzling roughly against her neck. \"Mmm, I never\nsaid that. \" He chuckled again, his body shaking with anticipation. Each one of\nhis rough, deep thrusts pushed his length closer to its base inside her, a\nlight bulge nearly cramming its way in each time. \"Mmf...but first, I want you\nto feel my knot.\" The extra girth made the female twitch, her\nbody feeling like it was going to be torn in half. She panted heavily,\ncompletely exhausted. She looked down, knowing what was about to happen. She\nhad forgotten that some males even had knots, and had no idea typhlosions would\nbe one of them. She grit her teeth, watching his length enter her, each time it\npulled away, his knot seemingly swollen just a bit more. Each of his thrusts\nbecame rougher than the last, and she knew that any moment he would be too\nthick to pull away from her. \"No! Wait, don't do this!\" She cried out in a\npanicked voice. Much to her surprise, the typhlosion seemed to slow down, the\nmale resting his head on her shoulder, pressing his snout hard to her neck. She\nstifled a growl, trying again to bargain with him, calming her voice. \"What do\nyou want? Anything.... Anything at all...just pull out before it's too late...\" Her\nvoice cracked slightly at the end, as she tried to keep her composure. The male rumbled heavily now, nuzzling\nand licking against the side of his prey's neck. He seemed a bit delusional in\nhis elated state. His length sat halfway inside her, throbbing lightly still. \"Hmm?\nYou think I should pull out? What, you want me to finish on your belly...or maybe\nyour back?\" He chuckles softly, giving his hips a light roll in order to stir\nhis length inside her; her body squirming in reaction. The Zoroark huffed down at the\nmale, her fear slowly fading. From her perspective, he seemed more reasonable\nsuddenly. She tried to mask her feelings, speaking to him again in a calm\nvoice, as to not excite him. \"Yeah, any of that will work...just...let me go and\nyou can do whatever!\" She tried to fake a laugh, her ears still pressed flat to\nher head. Contemplating for a moment, the male\nshook his head, pressing his nose back to the Zoroark's neck. \"Nope~ You get a\ncum-filled pussy!\" He chuckled out, reveling in her false hope, the male once\nagain picking up a quick pace; stuffing his length inside her again. His words\nand sudden motion caught the female off-guard, panic once again filling her\nmind; as his sloppy length filled her body. She cried out, pushing hard on his\nforelimbs, struggling with every ounce of strength she had left. Yet, his form\nwas too sturdy for her, and his knot only grew with each moment. She squealed\nin pain as she felt him tug at her, this time his length unmoved from her\ndepths. He was locked inside her, and she was powerless to pull away.                The male\nlet out a loud groan, his body tingling with excitement as he neared his limit.\nHe panted heavily, whispering again to the female he clung to; whose body\nseemed frozen with fear. \"Mmf...can't hold back much longer~\" He teased her\nagain, bumping his groin up against her. With his knot locked inside, he was\nunable to pull out to thrust; his focus now on bouncing her lightly on his\nknot, edging him closer and closer to his orgasm.                The\nexhausted female stared down at the fleshy joining of the two, watching in\nhorror. Her mind was cluttered with hate and fear, all she could manage to\nmuster was another plea for him to stop. Her words echoed out as the male\nbounced her in his lap, \"Wait!\" Though, he couldn't help himself at this point,\nthe Typhlosion's body jerking as he felt himself slipping over his edge.\n\"Wait!\" The female called out again, feeling the underside of the male's cock\ntwitch inside her, a telltale sign he was just barely holding back. \"Wait!\"\nCame her final cry, before she felt the heat of his seed inside her.                Hot, thick spunk shot\ndeeply inside the female. One heavy burst after another splattered into her\ndepths. The warmth itself was almost too much to handle, temperature almost as\nscalding as the typhlosion's body. She cried out in panic, the noise only\ntrumped by the roar of the typhlosion beside her. He thrust up hard\nagainst  her body, unable to control\nhimself as rope after rope of his sloppy load poured into the Zoroark's\nstretched, soaked tunnel. Her flesh around him squeezed down involuntarily,\nmilking him of his seed.                The male\nsuddenly leaned forward in a flustered heap, pinning down the female below him\nonce again. His breathing was heavy, as he continued to grind his hips down\nagainst her. He didn't speak again, only nipping and biting lightly at the\nfemale's neck.                She\nwas equally exhausted, but completely humiliated and barely able to comprehend\nwhat had just happened. She felt herself nearly crushed by the typhlosion,\nunable to move away, as if the knot still holding them together wasn't enough.\nShe gasped for breath, trying to adjust herself as to not feel completely\nsquished by the male atop her. Her body could barely respond, the Zoroark\nshuddering. She could still feel his seed, hot inside her, and the thought\nsickened her. She turned her attention back up to the male on top of her, gritting\nher teeth. \"I hate you...\" "}