FSE

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Matthew, a chubby, Asian American with black hair and a goatee, walks through the forest. The pokéballs on his belt sway slightly with each movement, the only one holding an actual pokémon at the front. Trying not to feel anxiety as he moves, the man focuses on each sound he hears, knowing anything could be a new potential pokémon. Seconds feel like minutes, drawing out the journey through the forest.

But, as if on a cue, a bush starts shuffling in front of Matthew. He stops and goes for a pokéball, waiting for the next movement. The shuffling stops for a moment before a large shadow emerges from the shrub, revealing itself to be a shiny pangoro, large and intimidating. The pokémon is obviously male, with a broad frame for even his species. With a gulp, knowing he's probably in trouble. Matthew throws his ball, revealing a fennekin. Once the small fire pokémon sees the pangoro, it turns tail and hides behind its owner's leg.

“Hey, what are you doing?" Matthew asks with anguish, stepping out of the way. “Get back out there."

The fennekin looks up at him, trembling as it wordlessly begs not to go out. But after a few moments, it pads out slowly, it faces the pangoro.

“Now, use ember!" Matthew shouts.

Doing as it's told, the fennekin uses the move, having it swiped away by the pangoro. On his move, the pangoro just walks up to the tiny pokémon, picks it up, and lobs it over his shoulder. Matthew gulps deeply at this, moving back on trembling feet, falling to his knees. Looking up at the pokémon, he finds the creature's cock growing and throbbing in need. The masculine smell of its cock hits his nose as the pangoro moves forward. The pokémon grabs the back of his head, and presses the man's nose against his cock, wordlessly ordering him to sniff his cock.

Trying to push himself away, Matthew grimaces at the taste invading his mouth. The grip tightens on his head and he yelps, feeling his nose get pressed against the length. A moment passes as tears form in his eyes, the man sniffs the length in front of him. A deep, masculine, sexually active scent fills his lungs, making him gag and tremble. The grip doesn't let go, so he sniffs again, gagging a little less this time.

After a few minutes, the pangoro repositions the man, leaving him on his back, chest up. The tip of the pokémon's cock smearing along the man's lips, pre-cum pouring onto the bare skin. Another paw pulls his mouth open, and the musky length pushes into Matthew's mouth, getting balls deep on the first go. His throat bulges as it accommodates the giant length now inside it, pre still leaking from the tip and down into the man's gullet.

The pangoro takes a moment to enjoy the tightness around his length, taking particular pleasure in the instinctive movements of the man's throat around his cock. Moving a paw down, he rubs his balls against the man's nose, giving the man a musky treat for when he can breathe around his cock again. Pulling back, he begins to build a rhythm, starting off mild and steady, before pushing into a harder and rougher treatment.

The pangoro rams his cock down the man's throat, his large, fluffy balls slapping against his nose, drops of sweat splattering the bare skin. Tasting the masculine themes of cock that fills his mouth, mixed in with pre-cum, sweat and the feminine juices of some other conquest. Pulling back, the pokémon slams his cock back in, not letting Matthew take a breath between thrusts. Repeating the action, he builds a rhythm of slamming his large length into his tight gullet. Pre-cum pours down the man's throat, unable to do anything but to gulp the thick liquid into his belly.

A minute passes by before Matthew feels his lungs burn in need, crying out for a single breath of blissful air. Gagging around the musky cock, he struggles against the strong hold. His eyes going wide when the pangoro shoves his shaft balls deep, not pulling from his personal fleshlight. The pokémon stays in the warm wetness, throbbing in slow need. Enjoying the struggling of the human, the pangoro massages the bulge that his cock forms.

Matthew's eyes roll back into his head, the resistance he's putting up begins to falter. Only then does the pokémon pull far enough for him to breath in deeply, gagging and spluttering around the shaft still in his mouth. The pangoro's ball sweat permeates the air that fills his burning lungs, but it doesn't stop him from taking in as much air as possible.

The pangoro begins moving again, slower and more deliberately this time, letting the man breath this time. After setting his dominance, he likes to take things slower, setting in his mate's mind the air of ownership. He knows humans like to own pokémon, whether for sex, for battle, or just for comfort. So, he takes pleasure in owning humans, in making them know who's really in charge, and who's cock is getting sucked.

With few more thrusts, he pulls away and flips Matthew over onto his front. Ripping the man's clothes from his body, his bare ass quickly gets presented to the woods. Pulling a large paw up, the pangoro slaps the humans butt, making him yelp in pain. Slap after slap sound through the forest, each one harder and more hurtful than the last. By the end, the man had tears in his eyes begging for the harsh treatment to end.

“Please! Stop! Ah! It hurts! Why are you-ah! Why-ah!" Matthew shouts out, trembling in pain.

But the begs land of deaf ears, leading into even harsher slaps on his smooth skin. Once he's done, the pangoro pulls his paw away and admires the large, harsh, deep red mark his strikes made on Matthew's skin. He gives it a tight grope, smiling at the pain it causes the human, feeling pleasure from the howls on stinging pain. The pleasure from causing pain, the pokémon knew that the humans had a word for it, but he didn't care.

“Fuck! Please... it's too much!" Matthew begs, looking back at the pangoro. “Please, I'll do anything! Just please stop!"

This makes the pangoro stop for a moment, rubbing the sore spot, keeping the pain at a shallow bubble. A paw goes to the other cheek, spreading his ass open. Matthew grits his teeth at the pain coming back again as the pokémon moves his maw over his bare ass. Saliva begins to drip down into the cleft of his ass, feeling warm, thick and sticky. After a few moments of drooling over the man's butt, the pangoro presses two fingers into his tight hole.

Crying out in a shock and pain, Matthew struggles before he gets pinned by the pokémon. His ass is spread and pounded by the giant digits, the drool bringing a wet *shlopping* with each piston in and out. The pokémon digs around a little, quickly finding the man's prostate and focusing his thrusts against it. A yelp of pleasure escapes his lips, making his cock throb against the creature's inner thigh.

No matter how much he tried to struggle, or even try to deny it, Matthew could feel his body begin to enjoy the repeating actions. His yelps and groans turn into moans of bliss, his ass wiggling slightly against the thrusts. When the pangoro adds a third finger, the man's mind wheels at how big they all feel.

“Oh god! Pl-please! M-more..." Matthew cries out, looking up at the pokémon.

Without a sound, the pangoro pushes the man onto the ground, who lands on his hands and knees. After a moment of looming over Matthew, the creature kneels over him, his chest pressed against the man's back. Getting settled into the doggy position, the pokémon aims his cock against the tight ass presented to him, pushing forward quickly. Matthew instinctively moves forward as the cock presses against his hole, receiving a growl of annoyance from the pangoro.

Moving large front paws to just ahead of the man's shoulders, the pokémon tries again to claim his prize. Matthew's attempt to lessen the pressure against his ass being met by muscular forearms.

Matthew's knees give out and he slumps against the floor, bringing the pokémon with him. Slamming the man against the ground for a few minutes, the creature enjoys the primal rutting he gets to claim. Every bolt of pleasure through his body, every rhythmic thrust brings the pokémon into himself. Turning Matthew around to face him, he bares his teeth and growls softly, keeping up the act of not caring. His paw moves to the man's cock and begins jerking tightly, making him moan out and squirm.

He moves his lips against Matthew's, he hopes to keep him quiet enough so he can cum. Pushing himself into him again and again, the creature focuses onto Matthew's eyes, finding them looking back at him. He didn't know is the man wants him to go faster, slower, rougher or more passionately, but all he knew was that he couldn't stop now.

Feeling his orgasm start to get close, he pulls himself out and grinds his length up against the man's asshole and taint. Moving his upper body up and out of the kiss, he places his free paw onto Matthew's upper thigh to keep him in place, still jerking the man off. Hot-dogging the man's ass pushes him over the edge, shooting his cum over his chest and onto Matthew's face, panting deeply with each shot of thick seed.

Matthew splutters as his face is covered in the pokémon's jizz, moaning out as the grip on his cock becomes tighter. When the arching seed stops, the pangoro focuses on pleasuring the human. Now his own needs have been taken care of, he's more agreeable in pleasuring his partner. His paw pads slide along the human's length, a mixture of passion and roughness. The man squirms underneath the hulking pokémon, feeling his balls begin to churn in need.

“O-oh fuck... I'm getting close... i-if you don't stop, I'm gonna..." Mathew moans out, gasping at every sensitive movement. The pangoro grins with malice, tightening his grip even more, the moans of the human beneath him are like music to his ears. His fingers play along the man's length, drawing out drops of pre-cum. “Please! I need to cum!"

Matthew grimaces as the tightness around his cock, stopping him from actually reaching his orgasm. Each piston his the pokémon's paw brings him further over the edge, squirming before actively trying to push the pangoro off of him. But nothing stops him from tormenting the man, increasing his rhythm, pushing further and further.

“Mercy! Mercy! I n-need to cum!" Matthew yells up to the pokémon, pleading for sweet release.

The pangoro brings their lips together to shut the man up, ramming his large tongue into his mouth. Gagging slightly, Matthew tastes the pokémon's saliva as it invades his maw and trickles instinctively down his throat. Being muffled by fur, lips, and tongue, all he can do it moan when the grip finally releases on his cock. Yelling into the creature's muzzle, he creams over his own body. Shot after shot of thick seed covers his body, his balls pulling up against his body with each stream of jizz.

The man's hips thrust up into the air as he cums, imagining a hot hole around his cock, pushing his orgasm even further. It draws out further and further, longer than any other orgasm Matthew had experienced before, leaving his balls aching and sore. The streams slow down finally, letting his nuts relax. A thick layer of cream covers his body and chin, mixing with the pokémon's. The pangoro starts to lick up his own seed from his face. Pulling away, he grins down at the man, knowing how much fun he's going to have with his new play thing.