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The sun glared down brightly overhead, sending its burning rays of heat and light cascading down to the Earth below. With a paw over his eyes, a Lucario walked along a partially beaten path under a lush canopy of trees, squinting a bit as he meandered through the shaded area. He had caught the scent of some berries a few minutes ago--and with that big ball of nuclear fire signaling that it was midday, his stomach growled and grumbled loudly.

Brushing past the thick trunk of a tree, the Lucario inhaled deeply--right in tandem with some white, dandruff-like powder cascading from it. He coughed, snorting a bit and sputtering snot from his nostrils as the dust coagulated in his nose, and a pulse of drowsiness shot through his body, grasping hold of a branch to steady himself as he dropped to a furred knee. The Lucario huffed out, looking up with blurring, double vision, only to see a purple Pokémon drifting down from the branches, and the chuckle of a human in the distance.

He awoke a few minutes later to the sensation of a hand smacking across snout fiercely. The fighting-type Pokémon snarled a bit, trying to reach up and swipe back at the human male who had hit him awake, only to find his arms bound tightly by sticky, spewed web that plastered him to a log. In fact, that slimy string was more than just around his arms--it looped around his body and legs, holding his waist tightly against a fallen tree, and sticking his legs to both sides of it, forced to straddle with his ass partially hanging off the edge of it.

"Looks like our lil toy's awake now, boys. Let's have some fun with him, shall we?" the teen said with a smug grin. Leaning forward, the male ground his fist atop the Lucario's head in a nuggie. "Remember me, huh? You thrashed my bug Pokémon last time, but I've got more friends than just my Drapion now," taunted the human, gesturing around to the clearings edges, where various bug Pokémon were beginning to step out into the sunlight.

"I'm gonna humiliate you just like how you humiliated me," the teen said, giving an unsightly snarl with his upper lip, flicking the Lucario on the nose. The Pokémon's eyes widened, trying to call up an aura sphere to destroy the log and flee, only to fail time and time again. He struggled further, straining against the sticky web and string that tied him to the logs to no avail. "You're not getting' out of this one--you may have beaten me in a battle, but I'll make sure you're the one defeated this time," the bug-trainer said, flicking his eyes up to the sky. "Vivi, you sleep-powered him, so you go ahead and take first dibs."

The Lucario struggled, rolling his eyes upwards, trying desperately see what kind of Pokémon the trainer was talking to, craning his head backwards. He caught a glimpse of multi-colored wings swooshing and felt a fuzzy pair of legs drift down over his hips as that bug Pokémon took position. That dog struggled further--just the feeling of the bug's light weight on his hind-end caused his heart to beat in his chest, adrenaline pumping through his veins.

He snapped at the log, giving a snarl and trying to kick himself off of it as he Vivillon behind him shifted and adjusted its position, and a slimy bug-cock prodded underneath his string-shot pinned tail, dabbing at the critter's virginal pucker. The butterfly's large wings sent whirls of air, kicking up some dust and showering some shimmering powder into the air. Despite all attempts otherwise, the Lucario's body grew limper and limper, unable to clench his muscles or do more than just lay right down on his stomach upon that log. He drooled a bit, hardly even able to swallow spit, so potent was the Vivillon's paralyzing powder.

That penetrating shaft smoothly intruded into the Lucario's relaxed rear, a few tears bubbling up from the corners of his eyes. The intruding length was rather short, to be fair--and thin, too. The Lucario couldn't ask for an easier dick to pop his cherry--other than no dick, of course. With a flapping flutter of wings, the Vivillon quickly battered its abdomen against that hind. Two small bug-arms grasped hold of the Lucario's fur, giving a sharp tug to it as the critter rutted away with the fighting dog.

Despite that paralyzing dust, the Lucario could feel every inch of that thin shaft--as short as it might have been--rutting into his bottom bare and without any lubricant other than the bug's natural sliminess. He gagged a bit on his drool, coughing some just in tandem with the butterfly's orgasm, where thick strings of bug-cum splattered into his bowels. His eyes widened, looking pitifully at the sky as if to beg Arceus to have mercy upon his fate, but only the cheery sun beamed down in response. No sooner than a few seconds passed from when the Vivillon left to the point where that second bug buzzed in.

Considerably heavier than the butterfly, the Lucario was only lucky enough to see his next assailant as it flew over his head to take mount of that rear. The Yanmega's length was on full display--not too impressive, which somehow made it all the more humiliating for the Lucario to be subjected to it. Ultimately that shaft wasn't much thicker than a small branch, nor was it longer than a few inches, either. As the Yanmega buzzed and quickly pumped its "hips" into the Lucario, that paralysis began to wear off, and he started to struggle once more, straining to break free from those stringing webs, failing time and time again.

The Lucario's fur bristled, that critter struggling as he was violated by the bug, gritting his teeth hard together. The Yanmega--like that Vivillon--was rather quick to shoot, and he could feel the hot strings of bug-cum splatter in his insides before that thin maleness was removed from his ass unceremoniously, the creature buzzing away, spent. That blue dog shot a glare at the visibly aroused trainer, baring his teeth at the male before he could feel the sensation of another Pokémon--this one crawling up his leg slowly.

Straining his head to peer back, the Lucario caught a glimpse of a Nincada crawling its way up his thigh, settling into position against that already slimy hole. The Nincada's size was much smaller than the other two--which was partially a relief and partially more humiliating. The humiliation soon outweighed the relief when the Nincada forced a bulky, cone-like shaft into that seed-lubricated ass. Rather than thrust normally, the critter seemed to vibrate on that hole, numbing that rim as it buzzed loudly at the Lucario's ass.

That pulsating shaft hummed at such a frequency that the Lucario's tailpipe grew number and number, starting to drool the Vivillon and Yanmega's loads out. They leaked down his large, blue thighs, matting the fur as the Nincada continued its vibration, seeming to last ages as that bug buzzed away at his hind end. The Lucario bucked and twisted, trying to shake the critter off, but those firm legs gripped the Nincada tight, and his antennae only tormented the Lucario further by brushing over the dog's blue ass, fingering through the fibers of it as it slowly came closer and closer to its peak, those vibrations coming with a heightened intensity.

"Niiiiiiin!" the creature buzzed--one of the first of the bugs to vocalize itself as it sent thick glops of seed into the Lucario's ass--seemingly an impossible amount for the small size of the bug Pokémon, adding to and displacing some of the other Pokémon's seed. After its orgasm, the creature unceremoniously unplugged from that numbed, loosened ass, crawling down the opposite leg and skittered off into the underbrush, having left its viscous load inside the Lucario.

The parade of bug-rape wouldn't end just there, of course--and neither would the Lucario be allowed any chance to rest up. Another rather light bug crawled up the Lucario's legs next, a glint of green and yellow contrasting against his thigh-fur. A sharp pair of spider-jowls pinched at the male's blue tail, pinning it up as the Spinarak took position atop the Lucario's rear and aligned its short, pointy cock with the critter's ass.

Despite that numbness from the Nincada's earlier vibration, the Spinarak's intruding thrust sent a sharp twinge of pain as that pointy prick jabbed into the Lucario's gooey hole, keeping its grip with all six legs and through pinching that tail with its jaw. To the Lucario's disgust, that trainer had unzipped his pants and slipped his bare maleness out from his underwear, freely jerking it in the woods to the sight of his rape. In one of the teen's hands was a phone with its camera pointed straight at the Lucario, undoubtedly documenting the critter's torment for that trainer's later pleasure.

The spider continued to jab away at that hole, nibbling at the very base of that tail with its jowls before it squeezed harder, injecting some venom into that tail as it hit its peak, sending a thick, slippery load of sloppy spider-cum into that ass, flooding even deeper into the Lucario's body, starting to bulge out his lower belly at last from the sheer quantity.

"Bet you're gonna love this next one," the bug trainer said with a big smile, nodding at some Pokémon directly behind the Lucario that he couldn't see. He heard the sound of many scuttling legs and gulped, struggling to release himself while craning his neck as far as he could in an attempt to see the critter behind him.

A glimpse of purple and the sensation of multiple legs scuttling up his exposed hind were all the identification that the fighting type got as he was mounted by the bug. The base of his tail throbbed, starting to tingle in a mixture of pain and pleasure as the Pokémon--Venipede, he identified--stuffed its fat bug-cock into his rear, jabbing it inside and started to rut with that spunked-up hole. The Lucario bit his tongue, scowling and choking slightly as the Venipede's legs chittered over his hips and sides.

The bug's cock was a bit thicker than the others', though that was in part due to the odd shape to it. While the rest of the bugs had fairly simple and straight rods, the Venipede had a very bumpy one, as if its shaft was shelled like the outer edges of its body. It scooted back and forth on the Lucario's hips, plunging into that spooge-filled passage, displacing some cum down between the male's thighs but ultimately stuffing more of that hot goo deeper into the Lucario's body and belly.

Crossing his eyes, the Lucario cried out and flexed his muscles, trying to buck the Venipede off his back, only to succeed in coaxing the critter's orgasm out in advanced, sending thin streaks of venomous semen into his hole, tainting his body further and weakening it, making his arms and legs sore. The Lucario huffed hard, gritting his teeth through his glare at the trainer, some drool escaping his lips and dribbling down his chin.

"Hope you're all stretched back there," the trainer said with a cocky smirk, "because the next one is one of the thicker ones of them all!" As he spoke, a Wurmple approached that Lucario from the side, waddling on its short, thick legs. The Lucario's eyes widened, thrashing as best he could in that weakened state, only to find the sticky web binding his legs and arms as strong as ever.

That worm-phobic Lucario squeezed his eyes shut, as if trying to block out the sensation as that Wurmple crawled up the side of that log--and the side of the Lucario--tickling over the dog's body until it finally aligned itself pleasantly with the male's rear, and smushed its thick bughood against his semi-stretched, mostly-numbed pucker.

With a rather thick girth, the Wurmple had put the rest of the bugs to shame--both large and small--as it stuffed its bratwurst sized and shaped shaft into the Lucario's rear smoothly. The shaft was so sleek that it hardly had any issues with entry, easy splaying open that well-fucked asshole with its girth, beginning to stretch and cause that Lucario to loosen beyond what the few, finger-sized bugdicks had done earlier.

Closing his eyes shut, the Lucario bit his teeth together and squeezed his paws in their sticky web-cocoon, trying to block the sensation of the Wurmple's hard fucking. Having such a small creature being so rough with him seemed extra humiliating, as that creature's fat cock slammed to the hilt inside him, the worm's body following up to thwack completely between those cum-sodden cheeks, semen squirting and squelching from the fucked hole.

"Hgghh... fuck yeah..." cursed that Trainer, enjoying the sight of the Lucario's humiliation more than he really ought to have. His hand swiftly pumped over his shaft, jerking away as he watched a few tears roll from the humiliated Lucario's ducts from the hard, ass-soring fucking he was forced to receive.

A sticky spatter of string shot smacked the back of that Lucario's head, tugged taut by the Wurmple and forced the Lucario's head backwards and for the male to cry out in pain as that bug hilted one more time, hitting its limit. Thick, sticky jets of bug-jism sputtered out into that asshole again, seeming to replace the spunk plunged out by the male's hard fucking twofold, that Lucario's belly swelling further and hiking his ass up just a bit higher off that log as it bulged out.

Unceremoniously the Wurmple flopped from the Lucario's rear, leaving a sticky line of semen trailing from that ass to the forest floor, sticky and heavy. It scuttled away--much to the fighting-type's relief, who relaxed for a moment, only to see that bug-trainer looking right back at him with a smug, wide grin. A shudder trailed up the Lucario's spine, from the base of his sore, semi-swollen tail to the back of his string-shot sticky neck.

"You've got a big one, next," the teen said with a little laugh, having stepped out of his pants fully now, only his underwear around his upper thighs as he freely jerked himself off. "Haahh... he's the one who tied you up for us, and was waitin' his turn just so that you could be able to take him," said the trainer, who flicked his eyes up to the upper branches of a tree.

Spindling its way downwards, a large Galvantula made its appearance; its six legs clicking on the forest floor as it approached the Lucario. As the large spider Pokémon lifted itself upwards, the Lucario caught glimpse of its bughood beneath its abdomen and gulped. It was large and intimidating--probably enough to drop the Lucario's attack stat a stage--and had a thick, strange shape to it. The shaft had large knotted bumps rolling down the length of it, all the way to a semi-spherical tip. The strange, queer shape of it wasn't the only thing that worried the Lucario, however--that rod had a massive size to it; double that compared to the Wurmple that really stretched him to his limits earlier, and a good three times as long. If the other bug's rutting had plunged that thick load of cum into the Lucario's belly by consequence, that massive spider would be pumping its load directly into his stomach.

The Galvantula took position behind the Lucario, its front-legs hooking over the critter's shoulders and holding the fighting-type steady as it adjusted and found itself into a good position over the other Pokémon. That fat, bulbed cock prodded and probed its way against the male's sloppy rim, finally finding that particular point to slide into that passage with a deep spider-sound, clicking as it stuffed that wrist-thick cock into that rear, stretching out that sphincter with each bump on its lengthy shaft.

"Nnggh!" cried out the blue colored Pokémon dog, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes as he was taken by the larger bug. That intruding cock stretched him to the limit and beyond, causing some small tears in his passage, twinges of pain spiking up his spine. The Lucario's claws flexed within their webbed prisons, cutting into the sticky substance uselessly as the webbing self-healed tighter.

As that bumpy shaft came to a hilt inside the Lucario, the Galvantula's fuzzy forelegs rubbed against his cheeks, gripping to the Lucario's tear-wet fur and tugging a bit on them as it started to rut away with that fighting-type's sloppy ass. Those hot loads of cum made the spider's large girth and length slip in easily to that passage, rocking and smacking back and forth. The bulbs of that rod intensely stimulated the inside of the Lucario's passage, slowly drawing arousal from him as the thick rod was one of the few long enough to bash against his prostate, adding to the critter's humiliation as his ruby-red dog-cock started to dribble down the edge of that log.

"Oh, startin' to like that now?" the trainer said, having circled a bit around the Lucario, taking a few pictures with his phone's camera. "I bet you're gonna love what kinda treat that Galvantula has for you," he said with a cocky smirk, coming closer and smacking the bare tip of his cock against the Lucario's nose, pulling back before the steel-type could snap at it. "He's not gonna shoot a nice hot load of spunk in ya, I'll tell you that. What he's got instead are a buuuunch of eggs that he's gonna pop one by one inside you!" the teen said, bringing his phone forward to take a few pictures of the Lucario's aghast face.

With renewed strength, the Lucario started to struggle and squirm against the spider's webbing, only for all six of the critter's legs to hold him steady, pounding away into that hole faster and faster. The more that Lucario fought the tighter his rear squeezed around the intruding cock, until finally the Galvantula's abdomen smacked against that rear completely and started to pulse, each bulb on that shaft swelling and shrinking.

Egg after egg plopped into the Lucario's passage, steadily pumping his belly fuller and fuller with the soft-shelled objects--unfertilized, of course--but with each the size of a golf-ball they took up quite the amount of space in the Lucario's tubes. He sobbed out, gnashing his jaws and teeth together as he felt those eggs pump into his bowels, the filling sensation only solidifying the Lucario's erection against that fallen tree.

The Galvantula pumped its hips a few moments more, giving a low chitter with its mandibles before pulling off as it popped its last egg into the Lucario's rear. It paused just long enough to slide that shaft out slowly, making certain that every last egg was well deposited within the Lucario's passage before skittering back up its web and into its position in the tree.

"How're you feeling, huh?" taunted the trainer. He smirked, reaching into his bag and pulling a Pokéball free, clicking it to full size. "Just one more now--I bet you can last him, since you're already so stretched and sloppy now," the teen said, calling forth the Pokémon from that Pokéball. "Now, Drapion isn't really a bug-type Pokémon anymore... but I just couldn't let him go even though he lost his bug-typing... and he still has everything I love about bug Pokémon," smirked the human. "Not to mention he's been really excited to get his own revenge on you from beating him last month," finished he, cracking his knuckles. "Go get 'em, Drapion," he ordered, and the Pokémon scuttled into action.

The purple-pink beast immediately mounted up behind the Lucario, its large forearms grasping hold of the male's shoulders and pushing the bound critter harder against that log, further reducing the Lucario's movement. His maleness throbbed potently, just as ridged and bumpy as his body--and a great deal thicker than the Galvantula's ovipositioner, too.

That beefy member--around a foot in length--jammed at that sloppy pucker, shoving inside the stretched, egg-filled thing. Squealing out from the penetration, the Drapion forced that Lucario's face to the log, grunting deeply as the ex-bug stuffed more and more of its fat girth into the fighting-type's ass. That prostate-teased erection started to die down from the sheer stretching pain of that intruding thickness, seeming just a hair smaller than the size of a two-liter bottle of soda.

With a low, chittering clack, the Drapion finally hilted its massive length inside the Lucario's rump, distending out the steel-type's belly, shifting around all those eggs the Galvantula had laid inside his stomach and pushing them further up. The Pokémon's member was so large that even the slightest movement brushed against the Lucario's prostate, sending a twinge of shameful pleasure through his taint and down his shaft, feeling numbness in his ring once more as the Drapion's poisonous precum seeming to absorb into the Lucario's hind end. That blue dog's stomach started to ache from the accumulating bug-toxins inside it, his head growing hazy and numb, the feeling of euphoria starting to replace those sore areas in his body.

Soon that Drapion was slamming back and forth into the poor Lucario's backside, making those blue thighs and cheeks jiggle with each powerful hilting thrust, the critter's stomach bulging out when that fat cock smacked completely inside. Tears rolled down the humiliated and raped Lucario's face, sobbing deeply as unwanted pleasure built up from the constant stimulation to his prostate, his knot swelling out against the tree, starting to dribble and ooze near its limit.

That poison-type hit its limit first, however, that purple scorpion clicking loudly as it came to one final hilt at its orgasmic peak. Thick, sticky jets of cum flooded out from its massive rode, pumping deeply into the Lucario one final time, each pulse almost visible against the wall of that critter's belly, if that fighting-type hadn't been bound to the log. Instead the Lucario only gurgled a bit as that rush of viscous cum flooded through his passages, pumping through his body in an complete and perverse heat as the Drapion's internal testes churned out that hot load steadily. The Lucario's eyes watered further, squeezing shut before he coughed wetly, spitting up some of that thick jism from his lips, that load somehow managing to gush completely through his body.

With those eyes closed, the Lucario couldn't see that trainer come in closer and closer, rapidly beating his meat. Even the sharp clicks of the Drapion behind him droned out the sound of jerking, until finally the teenager groaned out and shot a thick, stringy load of cum across the Lucario's face, smattering that blue fur and those black aura-sensors, with stringy loads of human cum.

"Hfff... like that, bitch?" the bug-trainer groaned, smacking his glans atop that gasping Lucario's snout, grinding that load into the fur before pulling away. His Drapion continued to pump that hole full of its seed, a vein on the side of the scorpion's cock twitching right against that prostate, finally pushing the Lucario over the edge and causing the fighting-type to have a humiliating orgasm, drooling cum across the base of that log, sobbing just a little bit more in embarrassment. "Yeah, smile for the camera, bitch... I'm gonna upload this up all over the place," the teen said, taking a few more photos of the Lucario's face and ass, once the Drapion pulled off of that hole.

The Lucario's rear was almost completely destroyed from the various bugs that had raped him--gaping widely open and oozing a steady drool of hot cum--mostly the Drapion's--as well as some of those eggs injected. Off-white cream flowed down the length of the critter's taint and sack, dripping steadily onto the ground.

"C'mon Drapion, let's leave this slut to be fucked by the rest of the bugs again. I bet he's got a few hours left in that bondage," snorted the trainer. He flicked through his pictures, feeling his member--now clothed under his pants--stir again. "That'll teach him," he grumbled under his breath, still salty about his loss despite the disproportionate abuse he played onto the Lucario.

Hours later, the Lucario's web bondage finally cracked from his feeble tugging, the fighting-type Pokémon rolling off that log and shakily crawling on all fours to shelter. He winced with each movement, reaching back to hold his gaping, stretched rear, Spinarak-bitten tail flicked downwards and doing little to cover it after his abuse. Finally finding a spot under a tree, the Lucario curled up and passed out, his stomach sloshing around with potent spunk.