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Ace Trainer Sydney rested her hand on her stomach with a weary sigh. Being a mother to pokemon was rough work.

From the vantage point in her bedroom, she could clearly see the new addition being built on her property. Since she was carrying six pokemon eggs inside of her, that was a lot of needed space, especially since she was already housing a full team of her own and her children with Arcanine.

Rising with a grunt, Sydney cradled her tummy as she slowly made her way to the window. Gods above, but she was heavy, almost impossibly so; every step seemed to set the weighty eggs inside of her knocking against each other inside of her womb. Despite the fact that they were encased securely in eggs, sometimes she fancied the pokemon within were acting up and that she could feel them move in anticipation, wriggling with excitement. They’d waited long enough—her and them both. The birth was coming soon, and then everything would change.

Resting against the windowsill, Sydney watched the sun rise. Dawnslight was peeking over the trees and woodlands that blanketed her ranch and those nearby. Down on the grass, her two Growlithe children—Blaze and Zen—frolicked through dew-specked grass with their other mother, Arcanine, who was spry despite her own egg-laden belly. A smile touched Sydney’s face as she watched them. She’d been raising pokemon for a while—but only once she’d given birth to the creatures had she really come to view them with maternal bliss.

She rubbed her hand absently over her swollen globe of a tummy. Yes… the ones inside of her she would love, even despite their origin.

Her rival, Vion, had decided that if he couldn’t best her on the battlefield, he’d best her a different way. Allowing his pokemon to force themselves on her, he’d bred her full of their babies before going on the run. The knowledge that she was carrying the offspring of her hated rival’s brutish pokemon should have been anathema to Sydney, yet…

She caressed her tummy again, feeling the satisfying lump of the eggs under her touch, nestled her deceptively smooth-skinned belly. It wasn’t their fault who their fathers were, and they were still hers. In a way, raising these pokemon to be better than Vion’s team alongside Arcanine and Charizard and the rest of her pokemon would be the ultimate revenge. She’d show them what it meant to be a trainer.

Yes… if she had any regrets, it was that she’d spent so much of her time away from the battlefield lately. She was growing rusty. Well, that and… even though it was silly to blame herself, she still couldn’t help but feel like she’d betrayed her loving partners, Charizard and Arcanine.

She could tell Charizard, especially, was upset. He was doing his best to hide it, to avoid causing her distress or making her feel bad—but it was apparent in the angrily protective way he hovered about her or the way he sulked at the edge of her property. This had upset him. With a sigh, Sydney returned to her bed, well aware she would be spending most of the next few days resting before the birth.

Or, well, she should have spent it resting. She, like anyone, had needs to attend to.

A certain itch began to nibble at her and almost lazily, Sydney drifted a hand down to her nethers to satisfy it, only to realize that her gravid stomach had grown so big that she could no longer effectively reach her own womanhood. She strained and grunted, desperate to touch herself for release, but it wasn’t to be.

Her noises brought attention to her. Charizard entered the room. While Sydney was flustered for him to see her like that, sheer need won out over reluctance. Spreading her legs, she whispered an entreaty behind blush-colored cheeks:

“Please, Charizard, I need it…”

Her oldest pokemon, stalwart and loyal, needed no more encouragement than that. His massive claws rested comfortingly on his trainer’s bare thighs, his draconic head dipping down to her slit as her globe of a belly loomed over him, and he drew his mouth close.

Even just the feeling of his breath against her hot, flushed cunt was delectable to Sydney. She swallowed tremulously and warbled out a high, wavering note as her pokemon’s tongue parted her folds, lathering her pussy with long licks before dipping inside.

Oh, theeeeeeeere was the scratch for that itch. Her body liked that. “D-deeper,” she urged, and Charizard obeyed, his tongue pressing into her even more, making her moan. The dragon’s flexile tongue wove dexterously inside of her, coiling against her walls and stroking places that ached for touch. She could never have known that spying on Aggron and Arcanine mating that one night would have led to a domino chain of her life turning upside-down, becoming a pageant of pokemon sex…

Not that she minded.

For long minutes Sydney leaned back, cradled by her mattress as her partner pokemon dutifully ate her out. Charizard interspersed his licks with insistent sucks, the pressure making the ace trainer gasp wordlessly, and his claws gripped ever-so-tightly on her thighs. The entire experience was divine.

Eventually, the fire dragon slipped his tongue out of his trainer to press lovingly against her clit, and that pressure was too much for the mother-to-be. Sydney trilled a soft moan as orgasm rocked over her. As she moaned happily, Charizard rose his head from between her legs, the taste of her still redolent in his mouth. He had a variety of partners—human and pokemon, male and female—but Sydney was his favorite, and he craved the taste of her juices. Knowing he’d made her orgasm had made him hard.

As her orgasm ebbed, weariness came over Sydney, and she blinked slowly. It was time for a nap…

“Thanks,” she mumbled, eyes drooping as she reached a plaintive hand for him. Charizard took it. “‘M sorry… Wish you could forgive…”

And with that, she drifted into slumber.

Charizard found himself furious—not at Sydney, but at himself. She wanted him to forgive her? If anything, he was at fault. He was the team leader, and alongside Arcanine was Sydney’s truest mate. He should have been there with the two of them to defend them, yet instead his chosen partner had been left to the predations of that despicable human Vion! Anger grew hot in him, and his tail-fire flared up. If he ever got his claws on that bastard…!

The sound of the front door yanked Charizard out of his reverie. Footsteps clomped upstairs to where Sydney’s bedroom was. Charizard wasn’t worried—there was only one human whom Sydney had given her key to, and Charizard was fond of her.

Tammy, the League official who liaised with Sydney, poked her head in. She seemed startled to see Charizard hard, but not that startled. As she’d helped Sydney through her pregnancy, Tammy had come to recognize that her friend (though it seemed the two of them were more than friends, recently; Charizard didn’t mind that, of course. He was fine with sharing) had a certain type of relationship with certain members of her team.

“She doing alright?” Tammy asked. As Sydney’s due date was approaching, she’d been swinging by almost daily. Charizard nodded in response. “Good. Good…” Checking her watch, the bespectacled woman swore. “Crap, I’m going to be late again. My boss will have my hide…”

An idea alit on Charizard. Grunting to get her attention, he flapped his wings to indicate his willingness to fly her there.

“You sure?” asked Tammy. When he nodded again, she shrugged. “Alright then. Thanks.” The two of them headed outside, Charizard still erect, and Tammy hopped on his back. She swept her hands around his neck to hold on tight, and Charizard took off.

He had to admit… her touch was enticing. Sydney clearly held some affection and intimacy for the woman, and it wasn’t hard to see why. He respected the effort she’d put in to help them after the incident with Vion—and though she’d been a bit shaky at first, she’d quickly grown accustomed to flying on his back. That showed bravery. And her touch was warm… her breasts were soft against his back… and she smelled vaguely of Sydney, with whom she’d had a tryst some days prior…

His cock throbbed. He was so hard it almost hurt. Abruptly, Charizard came to a decision. He was a fast enough flier that they would have time. A small forest ridged the path that led from the outlying ranches to the local League center, and he touched down in it.

Tammy hopped off. “Oh, not all the way? Still, we’re plenty close.” She wandered around to his front. “Thanks, Chariza—”

The dragon’s claw touched down on her shoulder and with a gentle yet insistent pressure, Tammy found herself sinking to her knees. Charizard’s cock was now eye-level with her face. Swallowing, her eyes widening, she glanced up at the dragon, who smiled confidently back. After a moment, Charizard took his hand off her shoulder. He wasn’t like Vion’s pokemon. While it was true he got a little rough with Aggron now and then, the Steel-type liked it; he was not one to force himself on his paramours. If Tammy got up right now, he wouldn’t make a move to stop her. This was just a suggestion.

Thankfully, the woman seemed to get it. She didn’t seem put out—only surprised, perhaps even eager. She reached up with a tremulous hand to Charizard’s cock, making the lizard rumble appreciatively. His cock was formidable, tapered at the tip and boasting modest spines. An aromatic glob of pre was already budding at the tip.

Gathering some of that pre on her fingertips, Tammy brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked. She instantly moaned. Charizard’s cum was pungent and fierce, with a sharp, almost spicy flavor. Immediately, she could feel her body working up.

She swung both ways, after all.

“Would… would Sydney mind?” she asked.

Charizard chuffed amusedly. Sydney had shared him with both Arcanine and Tammy herself, and had casual flings with both Rhydon and Blastoise; Arcanine regularly bred with their neighboring Rapidash, and Charizard fucked Aggron almost as much as he fucked Sydney. Really, the human obsession with monogamy was amusing to him. How silly to only limit yourself to one partner when everyone could share!

Getting the message, Tammy smiled and leaned her head into Charizard’s formidable cock. “You know,” she murmured as she dipped in, “Sydney’s talked up how good you are. I’ve kind of wanted to try you for myself…” Then, awash with the scent of his musk, Tammy opened her mouth as wide as she could and took in Charizard’s cock.

He was quite formidable, far larger than a human would be, and Tammy quickly found her mouth stuffed full. She moaned around him, awash in the sensations of the sharp taste of his member, his ferocious musk overpowering her scent. After lathering his cock with her tongue for a few seconds, she tried to wriggle deeper and moaned as his cock pressed against the base of her throat. Now that was a pressure she would have to work at. She was pretty good at sucking dicks, but this was a lot!

Charizard puffed smoke happily, feeling blissful from the warm mouth of the human sucking him off. His wings beat lazily, making the nearby trees shake with the force of the wind. He could do this forever…

Then it suddenly hit him. The whole reason he was taking Tammy was because she would get in trouble if she was late! It would make a very poor showing for his newest paramour’s first time with him to result in her getting punished. Though he wasn’t one to go quick, Charizard decided that it had to be done. Grunting and placing his hand on the back of Tammy’s head, he slammed home.

The league official squealed as her throat was suddenly filled with dragon dick. A lesser woman might have blacked out or gagged from the suddenness of it all, but Tammy was a champ. After a few wild seconds where her body went wild around the unexpected occupant, her throat dancing like mad, she brought herself under control and began swallowing deliberately, moving in concert with Charizard’s deep, confident thrusts.

Charizard puffed again, fire instead of smoke this time. This woman knew how to give great oral! He bucked in even harder. The sudden deepthroating made Tammy’s eyes flutter, and the slow grind of Charizard’s spines against her throat was incredible, sending small tickling sensations fluttering through her entire body. One of her hands drifted low to her pants, unbuckling her button and undoing the zipper and peeling her panties down around her knees before dipping in. She began to pleasure herself, pressing against her clit and swirling it in time with the swallows she made around Charizard’s cock. Her own arousal began to fill the air alongside that of Charizard. God, she just wanted to jump him!

Acting with fervor, Charizard bucked into Tammy again and again, each thrust grinding his cock against her throat and making her quake with need. He crooned triumphantly. He was quite choosy with his mates, and it seemed his second choice of a human partner was an excellent one! Though he had to give Sydney at least some credit. After all, Tammy had entered their life because of her.

All the while, Tammy kept gyrating her hand down in her pants, moaning. She quivered as the combination of her own touch and Charizard’s throat-fucking brought her to orgasm, her pussy clenching around her fingers.

And she wasn’t going to be alone in cumming. The Fire-type felt a joyful pressure down in his loins that told him an orgasm was coming, and he bucked a few more times, hilting against Tammy’s lips as her throat bulged with the immensity of his cock, before drawing out, grinding his spines along her throat and the roof of her mouth. He rested his cock in her mouth and prepared to cum.

Tammy tried to draw her head back, but Charizard’s claw was still there, keeping her tight. Her eyes widened as she realized that Charizard was going to cum in her mouth—and a drake of his size would be quite virile. There would be a lot to swallow. But if she didn’t and his seed made a mess… well, that was something she couldn’t abide by at work. So, she had no choice but to square up and gulp it down.

And gulp she did. Charizard grunted and then roared, a plume of fire lighting the morning air, as he came into Tammy’s mouth. His cum was sticky and viscous and salty and warm, and Tammy gulped it all down as best she could. Her throat worked like a champ as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful of dragon seed, the heavy fluid sliding down her gullet to plop satisfyingly in her belly. Yet Charizard just kept cumming, and there was so much… Tammy kept up the pace, swallowing dutifully, but seconds crawled by and he didn’t stop! She was beginning to feel full with all the cum she had swallowed, and it was hard to breathe through her nose and swallow at the same time… She finally allowed herself a breath, but that cost her. More cum filled her mouth, and just as she was about to swallow it Charizard squeezed one last spray into her mouth. The human mouth could only hold so much, and despite herself, Tammy found some of his seed trickling out.

She downed the rest and hastily wiped her mouth free of Charizard’s cum. “That was… a lot,” she said, rising shakily. “But I liked it.” She was so focused on her blissful aftermath that she didn’t even realize that as she was reaching down to adjust her panties back into place and covertly zip up and rebutton her pants, some of Charizard’s cum was still on her hands. A bit of his seed smeared against her folds as she tugged her sopping panties back into place, completely unnoticed amidst the juices she’d released; and as Tammy checked herself over to make sure she was pristine enough for work, she was completely ignorant of the fact that some of Charizard’s seed had already found its way inside. Even as she hopped back onto Charizard’s back, the lizard pokemon taking off to drop her off at the league building just in time to avoid lateness, some of his strong, virile swimmers were already colonizing her cunt, pushing in deeper and deeper in their quest to make their way to her womb and the precious eggs waiting within.

Though Tammy wouldn’t start to feel nauseous or bloated for a few days and wouldn’t think to take a test for a week, she was pregnant by lunchtime.

She had unwittingly knocked herself up with Charizard’s children.

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“And squeeze, squeeze—very good, there’s another.”

Her brow sweating, Sydney opened her eyes to gaze wearily about the room in the center. The same nurse as before was helping her lay her eggs. Her due date had finally arrived.

The woman picked up one of her eggs (the third she’d lain so far) and put it in the basket. This and the first one were both brown with red speckles; she’d also squeezed out a dull orange one, smaller than the other two.

A friendly pressure squeezed her hand, and Sydney rolled her head over to look at Tammy. The league official was smiling down at her. “You’re doing so well!” she encouraged. “Halfway there!” Arcanine, her own tummy heavy and laden with eggs, was also in the room; she plodded over and rested her chin on Sydney’s bed in a show of mutual support.

“Y-yeah,” Sydney said, heaving for breath. She could feel the next egg settling in place at the entrance to her birthing canal. “I’ve… g-got this…”

Tammy smiled again, giving her another gratifying squeeze, but her own hand drifted down to her tummy. Sydney knew exactly what was happening: Tammy had confided in her that she thought that Charizard had managed to impregnate her.

“He didn’t even put it in me,” Tammy said. “We did oral. But I guess I must have been careless…”

Though her condition was unexpected, Tammy seemed to approach it with a reserved enthusiasm. Sydney supported her friend and didn’t mind that she and Charizard had initiated a relationship. Now the three of them could enjoy one another mutually.

By watching her, was Tammy trying to prepare herself for her laying?

Abruptly, the sensation of a low weight nudged its way into her, and Sydney almost fainted as she began laying another egg. She squeezed tight around Tammy’s hand. “Th-this one’s big,” she moaned. Arcanine looked worried but allowed the nurse to shoo her away so that she could attend to Sydney. The ensuing egg was indeed bigger than the others; it was a mustardy yellow. The fifth egg was another of the same color, slightly smaller, and a cute brown one finished up. Within a few hours, Sydney was a proud mother to six pokemon eggs.

She looked at them and thought she could guess their fathers. Four of Vion’s six pokemon had seeded her: Talonflame, Tyrantrum, Haxorus, and Pyroar. In order, their children had to be the orange, brown, yellow, and speckled eggs. She was sure of it. Yet even remembering their dire conception, she felt nothing but affection for them. She reached a trembling hand and Tammy quickly brought the basket over to her. Sydney rested her hands across the smooth surface of the nearest egg and leaned back with a triumphant sigh. She’d done it.

A few days later, while Sydney was still in the hospital, Arcanine had undergone her laying. She was better suited for birthing eggs, and it had taken her almost no time at all: she had two olive green eggs, a brown one the same color as Sydney’s, and three that were a fiery orange-red. Those last were doubtless the progeny of Alex’s Rapidash, and Sydney arranged for him to come pick them up.

“Are you sure?” the rancher had asked, holding them together. He didn’t know quite what had happened to Sydney, but he was a smart fellow and had doubtless pieced together that something was up. “You called him in as a favor, so they should be yours.”

Sydney waved his concerns off. She was feeling better and had even gone for a walk around the center that day. She would likely be discharged tomorrow. “Your lands are better suited for raising Ponyta,” she said. “We can arrange for Arcanine to come say hi to her offspring, same as always.”

“Well, if you insist,” Alex had said. Then he’d smiled knowingly at her. “Though perhaps once they’re grown a little bit, I might choose the feistiest, strongest one and let it be on a team with its mother. I think you could use another strong battler.”

Sydney had smiled and not refused his request. “How are Blaze and Zen doing?”

“Oh, they’re rambunctious little scamps—I’m sure they’ll be happy to see their mother again,” Alex said with a nod towards Arcanine.

If he only knew the truth, Sydney thought. “I bet. Thank you so much, Alex.”

After he left, Tammy came by. “So what’s the plan? Are you going to head back into the battling circuit?”

“Not immediately. I need to prepare for the eggs’ hatching and see that the new barn is finished by hatching day. My… my b-babies will need the space.” Her babies. It still felt weird to say. But she was getting more and more used to the idea.

“D’you need some help?”

Sydney smiled at Tammy and then reached up to pull her in for a kiss. “From you? Always.”

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A few weeks after Sydney’s laying, Tammy hummed to herself. They’d worked hard on the new barn and had just finished it that morning. Not a moment too soon—the eggs were due to hatch any day now. Sydney was out surveying her land with Rhydon and Venusaur, making sure nothing had gone amiss while she was busy. Tammy had taken the time to prepare a surprise for her when she’d gotten back.

She was dressed in a skimpy outfit that evoked Dragonair—long, clingy blue gauze that did absolutely nothing to hide her pert breasts or dark nipples, a small circlet with a horn at the crest, and two large baubles done as a choker about her neck. Tammy’s stomach, which was just beginning to show, was even more noticeable in her new outfit.

She frowned down at her tummy. She didn’t want anyone to know that she was getting mixed up with pokemon, and the speed of her pregnancy precluded a human sire. Thankfully, thus far she’d been able to hide her growth with clothing choices, and the handful of inquiries she’d gotten had been waved away as the result of her hitting the snack bar one too many times. But those excuses wouldn’t hold forever. She’d have to use up her saved vacation time to ride out the rest of her pregnancy and its aftermath. Thankfully, she had a lot saved up.

Tammy shook her head. She had to focus. Sydney would return soon, and she wanted her surprise to be perfect.

Covertly, she’d purchased some bondage gear, and now she busied herself setting it up in Sydney’s bedroom, all arranged around the bed. She smirked, rubbing her hand idly over her tummy, feeling the weight of it all. This was fantastic. Now all she had to do was wait—

The door opened more suddenly than she had expected, and the shock of it sent Tammy tumbling into her own trap. The bondage gear tightened up and left her bound and lashed to the bed.

The culprit in question was Charizard. The dragon pokemon looked startled at seeing Tammy trussed and bound up in the bed, doubly so since she was dressed in such a skimpy outfit. Tammy squirmed a bit and then pouted at Charizard. “Help me out? Please?”

Charizard just smirked. He’d had some ‘celebrations’ of his own planned for the evening, and it seemed it was time to indulge in them. He stepped inside, his cock quickly unsheathing, and pushed it at Tammy in an echo of the same act that had gotten her pregnant a few weeks ago.

She blushed. “You’re awful,” she said without heat as Charizard rubbed his cock against her cheeks, his voice a low and appreciative rumble. The musk from having it up close and personal was quickly making Tammy flush. Oh, she really did feel enticed by this…

He nudged his penis at her mouth and she opened it and licked the tip. Charizard released a low murr and pushed it further; she took the tip in and began to lewdly suck, the slurping sounds echoing through Sydney’s bedroom. She wanted to go closer but was too tightly bound; all she could do was rock back and forth and gently moan. Charizard didn’t mind. He thought she looked plenty enticing just as she was. Tammy kept trying to get closer and closer to his cock to take in more of it and properly give him oral, but part of the appeal was seeing her helpless. He inched just a breath closer, taking delight in how she strained for him. The best part was seeing a tummy that was just starting to round out with children—his children.

Oh, he liked this a great deal.

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Venusaur’s rumblings underneath her were a steady, familiar tempo. Sydney had hitched a ride on the great Grass-type and was just returning back from a sweep of her property. Rhydon had come along; after his tryst with Arcanine and subsequent evolution, he had begun to be more confident, though he was still the shyest member of her team by far. It was cute to watch him shy away from such weak pokemon as wild Pidgey or to poke curiously at Wurmple.

Blastoise was enjoying himself in a stream a ways from the house, Blaze and Zen frolicking nearby, and Aggron was in the next ranch over, serving as a sparring partner to help train Alex’s pokemon to defend themselves against wilds. Arcanine was still in their newly-finished barn, spending almost all of her time fussing over both her and Sydney’s eggs as if the attention would make them hatch that much sooner. All in all, her pokemon were just being themselves, which was fine by her.

But one teammate was missing. Sydney frowned. Where had Charizard run off to? She’d told him to meet her here at the house when she was done, and he wasn’t exactly unreliable. As she wondered, she heard curious sounds coming from the house.

Hopping off Venusaur’s back, she gave him and Rhydon orders to leave the house alone, and then headed inside. The Grass-type just shrugged and trundled off to the barn to see if Arcanine wanted to ‘play,’ while Rhydon curled up in the shade of a rock behind her house and began to doze off.

Sydney was fairly certain she knew what the sound was, but the sight still surprised her. She’d expected to see Tammy and Charizard going at it—what she hadn’t expected was to see was Tammy bound and in a gauzy, skimpy Dragonair outfit, moaning as Charizard came all over her. The Fire-type was absolutely flooding out cum, coating both Tammy and the bed in it, and Tammy moaned, struggling in her bonds. As the door opened, Charizard turned to huff at Sydney, breathing out smoke with confidence and shooting her a wide grin. Tammy followed his gaze and saw Sydney standing there open-mouthed.

“H-hey,” Tammy said, blushing and looking both embarrassed and excited. “Looks like my surprise for you got ruined.”

“Tammy—what—”

Sydney stepped into the bedroom and Charizard slipped behind her, putting himself between her and the door. Then, he reached down to cup her chin and turn her face to his. Sydney’s eyes widened as her oldest partner bent his head low.

Charizard wanted Sydney to be his, and he decided to mimic a gesture he’d often seen in films and shows. He opened his mouth and gave his trainer a passionate kiss—or his best approximation of one. Sydney didn’t mind. She kissed right back, moaning into his scalebound muzzle and stroking her tongue against his. Tammy, still coated in cum, watched with envy as the two of them made out. Charizard’s tongue was long, and it pushed and probed down into her throat.

The attention from Charizard made Sydney’s loins dance with fire. Oh, she wanted him—she wanted him badly. His claws drifted for her clothes to take them off.

“I can’t,” she murmured against his mouth. “I’ll get pregnant again, and I already took two sabbaticals…” The words seemed more to convince herself than to convince him.

“Come on, Sydney,” Tammy said from behind her. “Charizard wants you. He wants both of us. He… he already gave me some babies.” She wriggled in her bonds for emphasis, the action showing off her modest roundness. “Don’t you want to be pregnant with me? We can watch each other grow, stroke each other’s bellies in bed… You like bearing monster babies, I know you do.”

Breath hissed out of Sydney. Charizard was staring lustily down at her. His claws kept slowly peeling her out of her clothes.

Tammy was right. Syndey… she did like mothering monsters. She never would have guessed it before, but she did. “I…” she swallowed. Her pants hit the floor and Charizard starting tugging down her panties. “I really shouldn’t… I can’t afford another leave…”

“We can arrange something,” Tammy said. “A series of high-profile exhibition matches early on, before you take another leave.”

“People will… will talk…”

Her panties hit the floor. Charizard’s penis rubbed against her bare body. He was known for his stamina; despite having just finished with Tammy, he was ready for another go.

“Let them talk.”

Fuck. Tammy was right. She really, really wanted this.

“Charizard,” Sydney said, her voice a raspy half-whisper. Arousal and need were burning inside of her. “Mate me. Claim me. Breed me! I want to—!”

Her voice cut off with a gasp as Charizard abruptly leaned in to her shoulder and gave her a mating bite. The bite was not deep, but it was sharp, and momentary pain lanced through her. It faded in seconds, and she shivered with stimulation as Charizard licked the bitemark. Sydney knew what that meant—that he had claimed her as a mate. She was his.

Marked.

Surrendering herself, Sydney let herself be bent backwards, Charizard laying her on the bed alongside Tammy. He bound her up with some of the free cords from Tammy’s bondage trap, the two of them both trussed up, and then Tammy squealed as he gave her a mating bite of her own, on the hip this time instead of the shoulder. As the pain faded, Tammy didn’t mind. It showed that Charizard really took their relationship seriously.

The fire pokemon rumbled, hoisted his cock, and then he gave the two girls the night of their lives. He expertly swapped back and forth between them, first rutting Sydney, then Tammy, then back to Sydney. The humans were bound and unable to do anything other than moan when he was in them and beg for cock when he wasn’t. By now, their pussies were familiar territory, and feeling them part around him was sublime. Getting to breed Sydney was especially rewarding. Charizard had adopted her view; he knew that she was going to raise the children of the eggs she had lain, and he didn’t blame her for it. He wouldn’t blame the offspring for their parents’ sins, either. But all the same, Sydney was his mate. She didn’t want to bear just any pokemon’s children—she wanted his.

And he was nothing if not obliging towards his mates.

Sydney sang wordlessly as he slammed home inside of her, hilting her with such force that her bedframe clacked against the far wall, and then pumped her full of seed. Her voice trembled low in a moan. “That’s it then… it happened again. I’m going to swell up with pokemon eggs…” She sounded resigned, but not unhappy. It seemed she had come around to her new role.

Tammy had to whine and beg, but he turned his attentions to her, and came for the third time that night directly into her tunnel. Tammy bucked against him and moaned, and Charizard reached out to stroke her tummy, fancying he could sense the barest spark of heat from the baby Charmander within.

Leaving the girls tied up, he stepped back. Thrice in one night was a lot even for him; he needed to cool off. As he curled against himself, he heard moaning and kissing sounds. Sydney, it seemed, had managed to maneuver herself into a position where she was making out with Tammy. Charizard curled up on the floor, coiling his tail around himself, and smiled. Why had he tried blocking the door? In case they wanted to run? Well, running was their prerogative—but in the end, it had proven unthinkable.

They were mates now, and they wanted him—it was as simple as that. As the two women continued kissing and moaning against each other, Charizard reflected that one of them had just had his babies planted in her, and the other was starting to swell up. The notion of it was like a beam of sunshine for him to sun in. It felt just; it felt right.

He fell asleep to the sense of satisfaction and the sound of the two girls continuing to make out with one another, content that all, finally, was right in the world.