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Angela, a fresh and upcoming trainer, returns to her town of Pastoria City. Upon her arrival, she hears tell of pokemon becoming more aggressive in the Great Marsh; causing problems throughout the area as well as assaulting trainers. Curious about this, with the added prospect of finding a powerful pokemon to add to her team, she goes to investigate.

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Angela followed the direction of the noise. She crept slowly and quietly as she approached, not wanting to alert her soon-to-be prey. Once close enough to the source, she hugged against a nearby tree, peeking around the edge. In front of her were three toxicroaks, all males as she could tell by the large, red, balloon-like organ beneath their head. However, one of them was larger than the other two and stood above them with a grin across his face. The other two, she noticed, were staggering and had multiple bruise marks and injuries scattered across their bodies. She knew that pokemon were more aggressive this time of the year, so she figured that these two had picked a fight with the wrong guy.

The scene didn’t last long, she apparently only arrived near the end to watch as the two smaller toxicroak fled. Well those two don’t matter, she thought. Just want the big guy over there. She pulled a pokeball off her belt as she prepared to fight. Good a time as any.

“Go, Umbreon!” she shouted, throwing the pokeball. In a flash of red, the black pokemon emerged. The toxicroak turned in surprise to see the new challenger. Angela wasn’t giving him time to adjust. “Quick, use shadow ball!”

On her command, Umbreon launched a ball of dark energy at the Toxicroak who in turn ducked as the attack passed harmlessly above him. Toxicroak taunted umbreon feeble attempt, causing her to lunge at him.

“Umbreon, no!” Angela responded, watching helpless as her pokemon jumped into his attack.

Toxicroak swept low, batting her aside easily with a low kick.

“Ugh, Umbreon” she said, pulling out her pokeball to withdraw the beaten pokemon. “Okay, you beat my Umbreon, but lets see how you do aga-“ she was cut off as an invisible force knocked her to the ground, splashing into the marshy ground beneath her. She looked up to see Toxicroak’s grinning face looking down upon her. Vacuum wave? she thought, gritting her teeth as she recovered from the impact.

Suddenly she felt something tugging on her shorts. Angela looked down, watching as the Toxicroak ripped her shorts off, lifting her lower half into the air before letting her now exposed fall back into the cold wetness of the marsh.

Angela’s upper body rose from the thin layer of water. “What do you think you-“ she started, until see opened her eyes to see a bright red, slender piece of flesh protruding from a slit in the Toxicroak’s pelvis. Unable to stop her momentum, she reeled as the slimy member brushed across her face, falling back into the water with a splash. Realization dawned on her. The reason the pokemon had become more aggressive during this season was because it was mating season. Those other toxicroak’s hadn’t picked a fight, they had wandered onto this Toxicroak’s mating territory. And now, fear beginning to show on her face, a female had wandered into his territory.

The Toxicroak seeing her facial expression quickly grabbed her wrists and held her down. There would be no going back now. Angela tried to kick at her assailant, but it was no use. Before she even realized, he was already well past the point any decent kicks could be done, even if she doubted it would be enough, and what miniscule resistance she put up didn’t even budge him. Angela could only look in horror as his cock, now fully emerged at 9in lined up against her own unused crevice.

She closed her eyes as she felt his slimy tip rub against her opening, natural lubricant allowing him to slip in with ease. Toxicroak began his descent into her depths, testing her body as he pushed inch after inch inside. Angela felt a sharp twinge of pain as she let out a silent gasp, forced to look up at Toxicroak’s grinning face as it popped her cherry. It was done, her first time had been officially stolen by some random pokemon. Her eyes began to pool, a few lines of tears streaming down her cheek to mix with the water of the marsh.

The Toxicroak’s eyes darted to where their bodies met, focused on testing her insides as he pushed the last inches of his cock inside her. It was a snug fit, with his tip poking slightly into her cervix as her inner walls embraced him. Satisfied with what he found, he began breeding her like any other female.

Angela whimpered as her inhuman lover withdrew and plunged back in with rapid movements. She winced as he advanced, the act seeming as unpleasant as she had thought it would be. She cracked her eyes open a bit and glanced at the form heaving above her. His eyes were closed as he drove into her like a piston, working in rhythm. She could tell he was enjoying himself, that trademark grin on his face as each of his plunges caused her body to instinctively tighten around him. Angela looked further down, to where their bodies joined. She could make out flashes of red as her lower half repeatedly swallowed his male-hood. What she disgusted most was the coating of juices that glimmered around her opening, her now flushed face turning even redder because she knew Toxicroak was eliciting them from her treacherous body.

She looked around and found some release, no one in sight. The situation was bad enough, she didn’t know what she’d do if someone saw her lying in the muck, substituting the place of a pokemon’s bitch. But that’s still not the worst part, she thought. As much as she tried to put it out of mind, what had been an unpleasant sensation had been turning into something much more pleasurable as time passed.

Every thrust he made into her depths weakened her, his alien genitalia making itself at home within her.

Toxicroak’s eyes opened. Angela saw that her expression must have changed, because he put on that smug grin again. Then he did something she didn’t expect, he let go of her arms and pulled out of her. Her confusion was short-lasted however, as he soon picked her up from the marshy floor. Toxicroak then grabbed her by the ass, lifting her in a stand-and-carry position with her back against his chest. Between her legs was his erection, red and coated with her fluids as it pointed to her navel. He lowered her down slightly, just enough so that his cock was embedded just beneath her lower lips as he began to rub her along his shaft.

He stopped to tease me? She thought, eyes glued to the motion. She had hoped he’d just finish and let her be on her way, but it seemed it wouldn’t be that easy. She looked up, and then saw the other toxicroak’s from before were watching. She turned to the Toxicroak behind her and saw his eyes were on them as well. You have to be kidding me, he’s showing me off like some kind of prize? Wait, that means… they’ve been here the entire time watching?

She felt the Toxicroak pull her away from his member, giving an audible “croooooak”. She waited there, wondering what was about to happen as he held her there. Angela stared at him, she didn’t understand. Then his eyes moved, she followed their direction to see they were aimed as his cock. He wanted her to put it in herself.

Unbelievable! She hesitated at first, but realized that he probably wouldn’t let her go until she did what he wanted. She gritted her teeth and gripped him, his wet and fleshy member and pulled it close, Toxicroak raising her up so she had more access. She had barely let the tip in before Toxicroak slammed her down on it, causing Angela to let out a gasp. Toxicroak didn’t wait and resumed pounding into her with even more speed. Angela could only make quick gasps and slight moans as she took Toxicroak’s onslaught, the overbearing male not allowing her an interval of peace. He must be close, she reasoned.

Again Angela felt him release his grip, allowing her upper half to fall forward as his hands moved to her waist. She quickly caught herself, arms outstretched to the ground below her face hovering only a few feet above the muck of the marsh. The Toxicriak keeping her lower half raised in the air, still plowing into her. Then she felt it, Toxicroak slammed into her to the hilt, going as deep as he could manage. Angela could feel his member convulse inside her, followed by the sudden flow of warmth as he held her there, pumping gush after gush of life-giving essence into her womb. Ugh, she grunted, ass still tightly pressed against her captors’ pelvis, the strange sensation stemming from her nether region as his cum pooled inside her depths.

After what seemed an eternity Toxicroak withdrew, letting her used body fall into the marsh with a ‘splash’. The deed done, and his bitch thoroughly bred, he left to find his next mate. Angela lay there dazed. fluids leaking out of her abused sex into the layer of water on the ground. It wouldn’t be until later she found out what being in the human-like egg group fully entailed.