Desert Nights
Desert Nights
Warning: Contains gross fisting and vore...enjoy...
It was high noon in the Central Hoenn Desert as two little pokemon traversed the dunes, making their way through the blistering heat and terrible sandstorms, following apath they had taken many times in their lives. They were crossing through the desert to reach the city of Mauville to collect berries and eat fish as ashes from the volcano blocked out the sun where they lived. Beings sandshrews, sandstorms were nothing to them and they could easily see through it all while hiding from most potential attackers in the form of predators and trainers. The older of the two was a male by the name of Zan. His companion was his younger sister, Nell.
"Zan, maybe we should stay at the river this time and never go back. We can learn to adapt to the temperatures and the larger risk of capture. It makes more sense than just crossing the desert once a week to get our stock of berries and fish. I'm tired of the trainers who try to capture us and trapinch in their traps waiting to devour us."
Zan looked at his little sister while holding his paws behind his head in a leisurely manner. He always wondered why she worried all the time. "Come on, sis, you can't live worrying all the time. I saved you from those few trainers that had the audacity to capture us. Those trapinch are pathetically weak so that I will dive in and thrash the hell out of that insect. There is absolutely nothing to wor..." Nell turned around and saw that her brother fell into a trap and squealed in horror. Her brother only laughed and climbed out, dragging the trapinch that clamped on his tail before knocking it unconscious. "Heh, irony sucks doesn't it?" The trapinch whined and went back to work digging another trap and buried itself under the sand.
Eventually, the desert began to cool as the sun left the horizon to give way to the lord of the night. The sandstorms died down quite a bit. "Brother...we should be out of this desert by now. Did we head off in the wrong direction back at the sand trap?" Zan didn't answer her He knew she was right. "We will try to make our way over to a cave for the night. From there, we will be able to tell where we are. Maybe the inhabitants will help us find the way back to our path or the human path." She was content with that and they continued their long journey, unaware of the new presence making itself known during nights in Hoenn deserts.
The creature that followed them was a sort of cactus that walked like a human, shaped like a scarecrow and known as Cacturne. The look in his eyes when he saw the two shrews was that of hunger and anxiousness. It was his fifth hunt this week and the other four failed miserably as the pokemon were able to fight him off. He knew this time he had the advantage. "All I have to do is wait and move slowly...I can't afford not to eat this night or I'll die of starvation. Now I know why there aren't too many wild Cacturne."
Eventually, the moon was high in the sky and the stars shone brightly on the desert as the sandstorms ended. "Zan...I am exhausted...We can bury ourselves in the sand and rest there...or sleep next to that weirdly shaped cactus there." She pointed about 200 yards behind her to this three armed cactus with a weird crown. Zan scooped up his sister and put her on his back. "We will sleep elsewhere tonight." With that, he took off as fast as he could away from the weird cactus. It was a Cacturne... the nightmare of desert pokemon...and a rare unfortunate danger of desert travel at night. God awful luck today, but I must protect my sister. "Why are we running brother?" shouted his sister. "Clearing some more distance towards the paths before we rest." In the middle of running, he abruptly changed direction as to lose the Cacturne.
Meanwhile, the luckless predator groaned as he moved from his awkward position. "I need to catch them... I have to eat!" He ran after them and followed the trail of sweat that the shrews were not able to hide. He absorbed the liquids into his green legs as he slowly made his way to their location.
The shrews came across a path that smelled of humans. "We are no longer lost, Nell." He put her down on the path before collapsing on his stiff legs. "Zan, are you ok?" He groaned as lactic acid built up in his legs making it hard for him to walk. I guess we have to sleep here." His sister would here none of it and picked up her brother and trekked with him on her back for an hour before she too collapsed on the road, just miles from the town. There were more grasses now and it felt nice to lie in the grass.
Unfortunately, that is when they heard a squishing sound approaching them from behind. "Hello guys...I am here to eat you...(pant)... and I will eat the both of ... you... (pant)... so don't try to struggle because it will be a pain to digest your parts," said the tired predator. "You have been following us for a while now...please leave us in peace," said the exhausted Zan as his sister whimpered at the sight of the 5' grass type. "Please don't eat us..." said Nell.
"Ha... do you think I chased you guys all night just to not eat you?" He stopped panting and got himself into the mindset of the predator. When he opened his eyes, he saw the two pokemon dashing as fast as they could for the town. However, they immediately got pinned by a quick pin missile attack. Nell started to cry as the Cacturne approached. "I can't carry crying and obnoxious prey like this, so I will put you two to asleep. "A Cacturne can't put anyone to sleep," said Zan defiantly.
"You don't realize it but I escaped from the nursery, so I have unique skills. Like this." He pulled out a grass blade and made it into a flute. "This is called a grasswhistle and it puts pokemon to sleep." He played it a few times and it didn't work. The two shrews were struggling and Nell was still crying. "Crap, what did I forget?" He pulled out a needle from his body and made a different sized hole in the flute. "Alright, this is right this time." He blew it and both sandshrews fell asleep. The Cacturne picked them up and carried them away.
When the siblings woke up, they found themselves in a cave with a fire burning in the center for light and heat. "I use this heat to keep me energized when I am starving like now. I usually go in after humans set up camp in here, scare them out, and take it over." I am thankful you guys got lost today because I get to eat and survive."
Zan resumed his growling and Nell went back to crying. "Why do you have to eat us? We were headed south to eat fish and berries," said Nell through her tears. They couldn't leave as he sat at the only exit. "Why do we have to die like this?" cried Nell, before words could no longer sound intelligible through her torrent of tears. Noting that the Cacturne was not budging from his position, she reserved herself to her fate.
"What is your name, predator?" barked Zan.
"Malik... and what are yours?" a bit curious.
"My...name...is Nell," said the sobbing sister. Her brother wasn't in the mood to tell the predator anything of that sort. "I just wanted to know the name I would haunt once I die."
"Cute and guess what... you are the first and it will be painful for you." With that, Malik punched the brother with his needle arm several times, mashing his inner organs and causing the brother to scream in agony and his sister to stare in disbelief. The Cacturne began the process of readying him for swallowing. Zan tried his best to escape the grasp, but Malik shot a few pin missiles at his arms to soften his muscles and make it harder for Zan to breathe. "I'm sorry sis... I failed to be with you forever...but I know you will be fine" he gasped as Malik tries to figure out how to eat the shrew. "He is still warm...do I cook him?" he said in a moment of sadism that he relented as he saw the sister cry. "I'll just swallow him whole..."
The cacturne used his growth technique to expand his size by 100%, doubling in size and being very close to the cave ceiling. He flipped the dying shrew into his mouth and swallowed. The last thing Zan remembered was the feeling of falling into water...a sheer terror of drowning in the plant's digestive juices as life escaped his body.
Now finished with the brother he turned his attention to the sister whose eyes were red from crying so much. She looked bitter to him, feeling her eyes pierce through the few tears still remaining in her tear ducts. "The reason I ate your brother first was not just because he annoyed me, but because I want you to fulfill another appetite I have. I want to eat a female drenched in her own juices...makes for easier digestion," said the Cacturne, now feeling better as his starvation ended and a new sadistic felling came over him. He shrunk himself down to regular size and deneedled his arm. "Do you mind fisting?" Nell was going to decline, but he shoved his arm up her pussy, forcing his way past her hymen into her cervix.
She screamed in utter pain as she felt pulled apart by the cruel pokemon. "Please, stop, it hurts!" she shouted, unable to cry as her eyes were dry. The cacturne didn't hear her pleas as he continued to pump his smooth arm into her. "I can already taste your juices," you will be a great meal. This will be the most pain you will go through as I will devour you just as you reach your climax."
She whimpered more as he rubbed against the sides of her canal pumping his juicy arm in and out. Soon, not even the predicament she found herself in prevented her from moaning as she barked and yipped as he moved more of his arm underneath her so that it slipped in farther, pushing against the opening of her womb. "It is time to go all the way in now..." said the Cacturne as he pushed through that last barrier as his arm made its way into the womb. She shouted in a pot of pain before the pleasure returned. Soon, Malik couldn't get in anymore as it hilted as soon as it got in. While she was preoccupied with the strange feeling of his farm, he sprouted a few short needles and began moving them about, rubbing all the right walls and scratching all the right places within her body. She writhed in pleasure while starting to sob a bit knowing this was to be her only sexual contact.
She growled one last time as her orgasm came on strong, but for some reason, it didn't flow out. All of her fluids were kept in by some seed that clogged her channel. She moaned and felt the slight pain of the build up on fluids in her cervix. He continued to tickle her clit causing more orgasm and her womb to start to fill with fluid, until she could no longer orgasm. "It is time to eat." He leaned over to grab her, but he felt himself suddenly stiffen. His green color started to disappear and the water started to leak out of his body. Nell, who had anticipated being eaten, suddenly felt the ooze of her juices as the seed blocking her channel withered away. She turned around to see water leaving Malik's body. "What is happening to me?!"
"It is the sandshrew poison!" My brother must have been making it ever since he saw you back in the desert. "He saved me beyond the grave..." She cried softly and ran out of the cave, leaving the Cacturne to dehydrate and die. Soon, she returned and cut her brother's body out from the corpse of their predator and carried it to town through the desert. She dug a plot where they usually fished and smeared berry paint on it to mark it. "Thank you brother...I will live her to watch over your grave..." She cried a bit more before taking her catch away to the burrow she found near the river.