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It had been a few weeks since Miles had been 'rescued' from his Raichu master. The trainer had been found butt-naked sleeping next to the Raichu by two rangers out scouting the wild, who quickly scared the electric-type pokemon off the moment they stumbled across the pair. They had thought the Raichu was some kind of predator and Miles was its unfortunate victim, they were half-right.

But the city just didn't make Miles feel the way he used to. The buildings were huge and restrictive, the humans were boring and dull, the food was better, but it wasn't as satisifying as being forcefed berries by the Raichu. That was why he had returned to the forest without any pokeballs or items, he wanted to be captured again.

He stepped off the path and into the tall grass, and after taking a quick glance around to ensure he wasn't being followed the blond human began to sprint through the forest in search of his master, "Raichu!" he called out, "Hey, are you here? I'm back!"

He ran until his chest burned and his lungs begged him to stop. Miles leaned against one of the larger trees and panted as he caught his breath, giving a cautionary glance over his shoulder. The path was long gone, lost to the overgrown verdant forest and its leaf-painted floors. He smiled to himself. Good. He didn't want to find it again, the forest was his home now.

His attention turned back to the forest before him as the sound of running water filled his ears. He crept quietly across the forest floor, being careful to keep his feet on the grass and avoid any particularly noisy leaves and twigs. He finally reached a large tree and slipped behind it, peeking his out out curiously to make sure the path ahead was clear.

The Floatzel stood at the bank of the river, batting at the clear water running through it with its paws. The pokemon was far larger than the Floatzel that he was used to seeing, it was easily as big as he was, not to mention twice as wide due to its large belly. It had only recently evolved, Miles could tell by the awkward way it carried itself. While it used to swim along the stream to hunt it was now far too large to do so, and instead had to catch its fish as they passed by.

"ZEL!" It let out a yell of frustration, splashing the water with its heavy hand and sending Goldeen quickly swimming to the sides to avoid being caught, or worse yet crushed, by the mighty paw. The Floatzel proceeded to storm about on the river bank, stomping its feet and thrashing its arms.

Miles shivered nervously, maybe he'd keep looking after all. But as he turned to leave he noticed how the water glistened on the pokemon's fur, the thick sheath between its legs which probably held a sizeable length... try as he might he couldn't convince himself to leave.

"Float... Floatzel." The Floatzel consoled himself in a gentle voice, dropping down onto his fat rear and scratching at his pudgy, growling gut. It seemed his hunting as a Buizel had left him with a heavy gut, which just meant all the more demand for a big meal to fill it up. He whimpered and hugged it, listening to it growl mournfully as it wondered if it would ever be fed again.

"Hey, don't be sad. I'm sure you'll get the hang of it." Miles said as he approached. The pokemon looked up in alarm and quickly jumped back to its feet. It began to back away slowly towards the river, its tails spinning warily. Miles quickly raised his hands, "Hey, hey, I'm not here to battle you!"

"Floatzellll!" It warned him slowly. Water began to foam at its mouth, and the human could clearly hear the sounds of pressure building in the pokemon's maw. He quickly threw himself to the ground, trying to get as low as possible as the Floatzel unleashed a torrent of water over his head, which slammed into the tree behind him and caused it to topple over.

Miles stayed completely still, keeping his hands behind his head as he awaited the Floatzel's next attack. He could hear the pokemon beginning to charge up its Hydro Pump again, he needed to find some way to get his point across to the giant otter, and quickly. As he looked up from his spot on the floor he noticed the Floatzel's shaft between its legs, the orange droplet marking on its belly almost seemed like it was pointing it out to him.

He rolled to the side as the second Hydro Pump came down where he had been previously, some of the water splashed against his clothes and left them soaking wet. As he saw the pokemon beginning to charge its move again he bolted towards it. The Floatzel quickly raised its chubby arms to fight, only for the human to quickly kneel before it.

"P-please, just hear me out." he begged him, stroking one hand over the Floatzel's stomach to sooth it as his other hand moved to its length. The otter watched in confusion as the human began to fondle his sack, and try as he might he couldn't keep his member from sliding out of his sheath.

"Zell..." The Floatzel groaned, keeling over the human and beginning to pant hot, fishy breaths down at him as he placed his orange paws on either side of the former trainer's shoulders, "Mmr.. Zell."

"Is that what I should call you? Master Zell?" Miles replied with a little smile, wishing he could understand the pokemon as he lowered himself to his shaft. He began to run his tongue along it, taking in its salty flavour, "Pleasure to meet you, Master Zell."

"Floatzel~" Zell agreed with a murr, sitting back on his rear once more as he held the human's head to his crotch, forcing him to continue whether he wanted to or not. Luckily for them both the human was more than eager to please his new master, licking and slurping along the pokemon's shaft.

Miles closed his eyes as he panted, breathing through his nose as he took more and more of the Floatzel's length into his mouth. He used one hand to stroke along whatever he couldn't fit into his mouth while his other hand worked on fondling the pokemon's sack, he could feel his spirits lifting as he breathed in the pokemon's musk.

The Floatzel groaned out, but then suddenly pushed the human away from himself, forcing Miles to land on his back. He panicked and worried he had done something wrong at first, only for Zell to pounce onto him and pin him beneath his heavy, growling gut as he drooled down at him.

"H-heh, I guess you were just hunting after all. That's okay, Master. I don't mind." Miles panted as he ran his hand across the Floatzel's stomach. He could feel it rumbling at his touch, though Zell quickly turned and dropped his chubby rear on the human's face.

Miles squirmed beneath the pokemon's rear, unable to breath in anything but the musky scent coming from his ass. He could feel his nose slipping into the pokemon's pucker and he allowed himself to give it a curious lick, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the Floatzel ontop of him. He felt the pokemon grinding his rear on his face as he went about his work, tearing the humans wet jeans and underwear off to leave him exposed to the wild.

Zell finally stood back up and stopped to give a grin back at his new toy before using a single paw to roll him onto his front, forcing his already hard cock against the forest floor. Miles blushed as he looked over his shoulder, only able to watch in excitement as the Floatzel repositioned himself and prepared to mount him.

He raised his rear up for the pokemon, who quickly complied by burying the full seven inches of its slick, wet shaft deep inside him. Miles moaned out in bliss, grinding back on the member as the Floatzel thrusted into him, moaning in unison with the human's cries.

The Floatzel gritted its teeth and humped itself into its new, tight cock-sleeve without mercy, the pleasured yells Miles gave on each thrust only goaded him to continue, each time getting harder and faster as he began to pick up the pace.

The blond human reached a hand between his legs and began to rub his cock, though by the time he had reached it it was already dripping pre onto his fingers. He grasped it firmly and began to pump it in unison to the Floatzel's assault, the memories of his time with the Raichu came flooding back to him, "Ooh god, Zell~ Fuck me!" he cried, his voice shaking as he neared his climax.

"Floatzeellll~!" The Floatzel moaned out in agreement before leaning down and biting down on the human's neck firmly, digging its fangs into his skin just hard enough to leave a mark. It was a sign that the male belonged to him, and if any other pokemon dared to come between them he would quickly send them to his gut. But to Miles, it was a collar, a symbol of his servitude to the water-type.

He cried out in pleasure as the bite sent him over the edge, leaving him spraying his white seed over the grass beneath him before collapsing against it, panting and squirming as the orgasmic rush went through his body. Before long the Floatzel let out a dominant 'Floatzeeeeellll!!' and fired its load, filling the human to the point his stomach began to sag from the weight of Floatzel's seed inside of him.

The pokemon panted gently and fell onto the human, allowing its full weight to fall on Miles' slim form. He could feel the wetness of his fur, the softness of the his stomach, and he could hear the sound of its heartbeat and his heavy, pleased breathing. Miles closed his eyes, allowing himself to rest under the pokemon for a time.

'gggrrrrrrrllll'. They both knew what that meant. Miles looked back at Zell with a blush only to see him already taking nature's hint. He slipped himself out of the human and stared down at him, he wanted to look into Miles' eyes... let him know this wasn't the end for him, it wasn't the end for them.

Miles just nodded and smiled, accepting his fate wherever he might end. He only wanted to please his master. The Floatzel didn't need to say anything more, though he gave Miles one last wide grin before opening his mouth wide and quickly engulfing his head, forcing it into the slick, wet surface of his mouth.

The sounds of the Floatzel's heartbeat were now far clearer as the pokemon's body serenaded Miles with its sounds. He knew he would become quite familiar with them if his new master was anything like his old one. The Floatzel murred gently as it ran its tongue over his hair before taking its first gulp.

The dark, fleshy world shifted around Miles as the muscles dragged his head and shoulders into the pokemon's throat, and his stomach into the pokemon's mouth. He felt the paw running over the bulge of his face, for a moment it felt as though Zell was trying to poke him on the nose. He chuckled gently, though he found himself gagging at the fishy scent he found himself in.

Another gulp brought him down far enough that he could no longer see anything in the darkness, but he could still feel the throat as it constricted and rubbed over him sensually, drool dripped through his clothes and over his face. He could feel his legs were just outside of the pokemon's mouth...

Gllrk~ This was the gulp he had been waiting for. His crotch was in the Floatzel's mouth and Zell's tongue was licking over it, taking in its salty flavour curiously as it tasted him. He could hear it snickering gently as his member throbbed and began to harden once more, which left him blushing in humiliation. The pokemon gave him a heavy-pawed slap on the rear before taking another to move the human's waist into his throat, leaving his member to be massaged by the fleshy walls of his gullet instead.

Zell finally tilted his head back and watched as the human's naked legs slowly disappeared into his mouth, meaning his stomach began to bulge out as Miles was forced to curl up within it. The Floatzel belched lightly, then grinned and patted his stomach as he sat down, "Zell~" he let out a pleased cheer, glad he had finally filled his belly.

"Glad I could help," Miles replied with a blush, running his hand over the stomach wall as he got comfortable inside it. As he noticed the lack of digestive acids around him he began to rub his hands against the wall, panting at the heat of the stomach, "Mmh, thank you, Master. I promise, I'll do whatever you want."

"Floatzel." The Floatzel affirmed before rolling onto its back to bask in the sun, listening to the sounds of the river as it ran past him. He slowly began to drift off to sleep, as did the human held within his stomach... as Miles listened to the sounds of the stomach and felt it gently rocking him to sleep, he finally felt as though he were home again.

This was where he really belonged.

The End.