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“So am I good to go, Doc?" the young brunette asked as she sat on a table while the station doctor looked her over.

The aging gentleman sighed, a man in his 50's with a full head of grey short-cut hair and a thick handlebar moustache like a curtain over his lips. He wiggled his nose as he stepped back, placing his stethoscope among his other tools as he looked the pretty cowgirl over.

Cassidy Brass, a girl in her prime, just past 20 years old. Just under 6 feet, chestnut hair flowing past her shoulders, a fair and lightly tanned complexion with just a hint of freckles on her cheeks. Her figure was slender yet athletic, a form that only accentuated her rather proud bust and firm sculpted rear.

Her pupils were an oddity, a gentle tarnished gold in coloration. Yet in the wilds of the unforgiving west the figure she had earned as a courier and entrancing gaze had left her turning away countless suitors to the chagrin of her family.

“I wish you'd call me Uncle" the doctor frowned, patting her back as she hopped off the table and watched the old man dust off the leather upholstery.

“Well I could, but it's a might strange ta be callin ya Doc uncle don't ya think?" she snickered, shifting her brown leather Stetson to more comfortably rest on her head.

The old doctor wiggled his stash with a pang of frustration as he cleaned off his examination table. “I swear if you were any more yer father you'd be holstering more than a gun in them jeans of yours" he sighed bemused. She chuckled and gave him a quick farewell as she ducked out of his office and into the long hall that ran the length of the building.

Her boots clacked against the hard wood floor, the smell of paper, glue and ink permeating the walls as she took a slow breath of that relaxing and familiar scent.

She had been raised in this town, Brassford. No coincidence she held similarities to it in her last name. Her grandfather was the founder of the courier's branch this town sprang from. And in her youth she was often running about the office alongside one or two other children that the staff would care for as their parents were out on delivery. Primarily she was raised by her father and uncle, a proper daddy's girl as her mother had apparently vanished on a delivery not long after she was born.

Not that it dissuaded her father at all. He just didn't talk about it. No one did. Still, to him a job was a job and he had a duty to provide.

The clacks and ticks of the mechanical typewriters tickled her ears, the cool and slightly stale air and loud squeaks of carts as cargo was assigned and sorted or shouts of agitated clerks. It was a soothing melody of familiarity to the third-generation courier.

She soon stepped forward to the front desk, leaning over the counter slightly as she beamed a smile to the young bespeckled male who operated day to day deliveries. He adjusted his glasses, looking up from a thick sheet of papers and flashing a gentle smile in return.

“Morning, Cassidy. I take it your routine checkup went just fine?" he asked as he quickly pulled a sheet of paper from his stack and rushed to a wall of shelves and boxes.

“Always does, Travis" she hummed to the young clerk as he took her couriers receipt. He was always something of a curiosity. Pretty much the only male in town she couldn't get to drool over her, and possibly her most trusted friend. It was rare to find someone immune to or not jealous of her feminine wiles after all.

“Remarkable considering what you put yourself through" he laughed over his shoulder as he pulled out a relatively small yet unusually heavy paper-wrapped square package and set if before her.

It wasn't exactly an exaggeration. Her back, legs and shoulders were covered in scars hidden by the thin plaid shirt and thick jeans she wore on delivery. Each and every wound a reminder of the fortitude and luck it took to challenge the west and act as a vital lifeline. And something only the rare few she trusted really knew the extent of.

“That one's off to Tinnerstown. Feels like fresh molds from the heft" he offered as she signed and slipped the item into her insulated and padded satchel.

Shit, Tinnerstown. Straight across the entire Scorch, the hottest valley in the waste in the day and colder than a Froslass's tits at night. Sure she could go around the edges, there were some gorgeous forests just past the cliffs that enshrouded the entire stretch. But it would add nearly a week to her travels and pay was based off expediency.

“Well. Best I mosey on out of here if I want to make good time then" she sighed and rolled her shoulders. She playfully placed her hand on Travis's head, drawing the petite male's attention. She had always been a girl to tease the blonde about being shorter than her by a foot, quickly slipping her hand down to pluck off his glasses and slip then in his pocket as he scoffed and fidgeted.

She stepped up to the heavy wooden double doors of the exit, “Western Express #27" engraved in gold lettering above the doorframe. Pressing upon the heavy oak she felt the rush of wind and dry heat pouring over her from the arid landscape outside.

The air was dry, the bite of dust with every breath and a light hint of the various smells of the town as she stepped out. Mostly the smells of various animals. The land wasn't good for much outside of ranching, but the pokemon raised here were hardy by nature and valued for the purity of their breed.

Off to the side of the entrance rested an exotic creature the size and shape of a large horse. A Scolipede with an unnaturally dark azure carapace. His markings a warm aquamarine that seemed to almost glow against the backdrop of his darkened chitin and set him well apart from the rest of his species.

His antennae perked as Cassidy stepped from the building and smiled seeing her happy steed stand up and croon with delight as she approached.

He lowered his head as she reached out, gently caressing his muzzle and trailing her hand down the fine and flexible carapace of his neck.

“Howdy, Blue! Miss me?" she smiled as he murred, letting out a light chuff as if to say “How dare you leave me!" before he nosed at her neck and rested his head on her shoulder to demand love while she gently embraced him.

The pair made a good team, they were misfits in their own right, but perfect together. Cass gingerly nuzzled into his broad and powerful neck and took in gentle breaths of his candy-like sour and toxic scent. A gentle and chemical fragrance that soothed and pacified, helping her think clearly in even the most tense of situations.

He was a gift from her father when the girl first decided to become a courier at the age of 10. An event she fondly remembered it as though it were yesterday.

Her father had stood beside his own prized Scolipede, petting the powerful equine with pride as he offered she pick from the mount's most recent clutch of freshly hatched young.

Blue had been a runt, separated deliberately from the rest for being born “imperfect". Not just a shiny, but as his blue carapace clearly showed. A unique shiny.

Shiny pokemon already held a poor reputation as ornery and disobedient. Rarely did they get along with the normal pokemon of their species and it was difficult to breed them as most pokemon viewed the altered colours and attitude as undesirable. They only seemed to have use to collectors or sold in exhibits if one happened by at a good time.

Her father tried to discourage her from choosing him, even offering alternatives such as a recently born Ponyta from the neighboring ranch. Girls liked ponies, right?

Yet she held firm, literally and figuratively. The little 10-year-old hugging the squirming sapphire venipede in her arms as she dedicated herself to the challenge. Not that it had been an act of compassion that drove her to choose the excluded runt that would likely have been tossed to the wild otherwise.

Cass had done plenty of research before ever reaching and announcing her prepubescent decision. Sure shiny's were infamous for their attitude, but were also notable for their greater than average ability.

And so, a unique shiny had to be doubly that, right??

A nudge shook her from her daydream, pulling back as Blue let out a light amused chitter and brushed his nose against her satchel.

“Yeah yeah I got it. All business arentcha" she teased, gently rubbing one of his antennae as he shuddered with a purr of pleasure and licked her cheek to leave her skin tingling and numb where his saliva clung and soaked in.

She shivered and smirked, poking his pointed snout as they snickered together. She pulled herself up, adjusting as she swung her legs over his back to settle and grip the reins designed to comfortably yet securely fit over his large and powerful neck.

“Watch the kisses, smart guy. I don't need to go numb and fall off when you're in full gallop" she chided, tapping her spurs against his hide as he playfully bucked to jostle his rider and “ensure the fastenings were on tight".

“This one's fer Tinnerstown. It's gonna be a long road" she sighed and looked towards the horizon.

They passed each other a shared grin before she gave a light flick of the reins and they rode into the wastes.

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The first few hours were uneventful, the last half of the day passing until the sun began to drop below the great encompassing cliffs of the scorch. It was a welcome reprieve as shadows began to creep across the valley.

Even with the wind in their favor for most of the day helping to cool them off under the oppressive glare of the unobscured light, the valley was still a solar cooker. Every breath seemed to choke and sting, leaving a lingering heat in her teeth and dryness in her throat as Cassidy pulled up a bandana to cover her mouth and set a special muzzle on Blue.

It wasn't perfect but it sure as hell beat-

She paused. Spurring Blue to slow his pace only slightly as she looked around the clearing. She was entering a pass with countless rocky outcroppings to either side. Blue seemed to notice it too, his antennae twitching and bobbing as gut instinct told the pair something was amiss.

Cassidy never questioned her gut. It had saved her more times than she could count in this line of business. She slowed her breath, looking for any sign, the barest hint of movement among the rocks.

And then she spotted it. The flicker of light behind a fissured stone and barest glimpse of a black Stetson over the lip.

“Shit!" quickly whipping Blue's reins as he burst into a full gallop.

Bandits, with their ambush ruined, rode out from the rocks. The group whooping and hollering as they gave chase.

She looked back to her pursuers, trusting in Blue to lead them out of danger as she hurriedly pulled out her revolver and cocked the hammer. Her weapon was a standard issue .38 six-chamber courier pistol. Simple design but sturdy and easy to maintain in the field.

“5 of em" she muttered under her breath. A small gang, easier to maintain in such an unforgiving climate. No doubt they banked on unprepared travellers dying of exposure over armed couriers, but any victim was a potential meal ticket for them. Or worse.

“All ridin Ponyta. Don't look too impressive" gauging her chances as she applied her experience to thought in the breadth of a moment. The animals must've been rejects, or poorly fed. They were scrawny compared to a proper riding mon.

The first bullets whizzed past her, the crack of each shot reaching her ears a split of a second after the projectiles blew chips off the rock around them or flew off into the distance.

Blue was shifting his pattern ever so slightly with each trot. Pounding into the dirt to stir up a cloud of dust to obscure their location as Cassidy took aim at the shadows.

She heard the “hyah!" the crack of reins and rattle of spurs. She slowed her breath, waiting. The first rider breached the cloud, attempting to pull ahead as she pulled the trigger.

She heard the crack in her ears, felt the jerk in her stiffened arm as blood sprayed from the small horse's right eye. It went limp instantly, slamming its rider into the sun-baked dirt as she watched his neck and spine fold before the bodies tumbled into the cloud.

She heard the curses, the shots became more sporadic around her. Her heart pounded in her ears as she grit her teeth and slowed her breath. Blue's scent filled her senses as she pulled close to him and focused. The next shadow approached, a bullet whipping past her right ear close enough for her to feel the wind as she steadied her nerves and let her adrenaline do the work.

She pulled the trigger once more. Another jerk in her arm from the recoil while a shadow seemed to collapse and fade into the dust. She could do this.

She heaved a sigh, looking forward, charting her path with Blue.

Before she felt it.

The impact. The searing lance of pain and rush of warmth rolling down her abruptly unresponsive limb.

A lucky hit. A bullet wedged itself in her right shoulder as her eyes shot wide and she buried her face in Blue's nape. It took all her strength and willpower not to drop her gun, to use what little strength remained in that arm to maintain her grip.

“FUCK!"

She screamed, she quaked and steadied her breath. She heard Blue click a growling chitter at her. Her breath was ragged, ever second was agonizing pain as the slug of metal compressed her nerve and dug into her flesh.

“HhnhN. Ii'M ffIne" she hissed, water beading at her eyes while she trembled looking ahead. The shots stopped, no doubt the idiots spent all their rounds and are having trouble reloading mid-ride. It was the only opportunity they might have.

Blue had been riding all day, he would likely tire out before those Ponyta. She couldn't shoot, not without possibly falling off Blue at full gallop.

The endorphins and adrenaline numbed the pain. Blue's soothing scent turning her groans of pain into whimpers as she dug into her instincts and kept focus on the task at hand.

There. Ahead.

“Bl-lue! You see it?" she huffed, each breath, every word a labor.

A massive stone pillar in their path. Short and broad but no doubt thick and nigh unbreakable.

He clicked, chittering as he gave an affirming nod and rushed forward kicking up as much dirt and stone as he could.

The cloud grew. The bandits slowed but did not falter as they coughed and sputtered.

They were approaching the great stone boulder at high speeds, far too quick for an abrupt stop.

“HNgk. N-now. Venom drench the dirt, give it everything ya got!" she shouted as Blue bellowed and obeyed.

His great throat expanded as large volumes of toxin built to pressure. His esophagus churned, sloshing as more and more liquid was pushed upward and to his straining cheeks.

At the last moment he heaved, flexing his muscles with all his strength as he spewed a torrent of acrid purple toxin over the dried and desiccated dirt. It took immediately, turning into a slimy mud as the pair leapt to the side, narrowly avoiding the boulder as the cloud dissipated behind them.

Too late did the bandits see the obstruction. The loud panicked screams as the horses neighed and whinnied sliding in the muddy soil, unable to lose the barest sliver of their built momentum before the loud and deafening crashes and crunches of leather, metal and bone colliding with immovable stone.

Weak and strained groans were heard, but the pair paid it no mind. Cassidy was too sore to care. If the collision didn't kill them, the venom they were swamped in would.

Blue let out a slow and concerned whine, turning his head to his rider as she winced and trembled trying to remain steady.

She gave his reigns a tug, yet he made no effort to move. “Hhn. C-c'mon. We need to" she heaved as he glowered at her, lowering his brows with indignation.

The concern wasn't for the bandits, clearly. But her. They were both hopelessly stubborn. He knew she would push herself even at her own harm.

He chuffed. Raising his chin in defiance. He nosed at her shoulder, gently, but enough to make her wince as she heaved each breath with a slow rasp.

“It's n…nothing. I-“ she objected, yanking his reigns again as he growled and gave a stomp of his hoof. They gazed deeply into each other's eyes. A contest of wills as she tried to spur him onward. She hated losing so much as a single dollar on a paycheck…

“Nnh, d-damnit, Blue! W-what if the bandh…bandits" she wavered as the adrenaline began to slowly drain from her system and suck the strength from her muscles. The soreness of her wound more prominent by the minute as she dripped sweat from the strain and pain. He pressed his snout to her and gave a snort.

It was obvious what he was saying. “Try me". He was calling her bluff.

She winced, but the longer they lingered the more she knew she wouldn't win. The more he goaded her to just try something in her condition even as he did his best to adjust himself and keep her weight against him instead of supporting herself.

She heaved a slow and exasperated sigh, finally resting her head against his nape as she shivered from the diminishing shock.

“Fiiine. You win. W-we'll set up camp just over hnh, y-yonder".

He gave a happy trill, giving a light buck to adjust her comfortably as she yelped and gripped his neck with her good arm, hugging her bug stallion tightly to her chest while she draped herself over his powerful shoulders and relaxed closing her eyes.

“Stubborn bastard".

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Cassidy dropped to her knees near a large waist-high rock. Already night was upon them, a chill beginning to fill the air as she rested against the rocky support and slowly stripped out of her blood-soaked clothing.

Blue was mere feet away, having hurried to gather as much wood and tinder as he could in a stable pile and used his hooves to carve a circular shallow in the dirt marking the firepit.

He gave a snort, building up poison in his throat before spitting the glob onto the dried pile. It flickered for a second, smoking before the loud flashing hiss as it gradually burst into flame and spread into a serviceable fire.

Few really appreciated the level of control Scolipede had over their toxins.

Or perhaps, it was because Blue was unique.

Cass was certain of it. His toxins vastly more potent and his ability to mix and produce them far and above the natural levels of his species. Heck, that little firestarter trick was only the tip of her swiss-army stallion's talents.

However, such potency had its drawbacks. He couldn't control the minute mixtures. Additional toxins, hormones, pheromones or drugs seeping in to even his mundane fluids. Even his sweat caused painful rashes and itching. Something Cass loathed to remember but was stubborn enough to eventually build an immunity to over time.

She heaved a sigh as she felt the warmth of the fire, hearing the cracks and crackles as she kneeled gradually naked and bare before her partner.

He stepped forward, nosing her cheek as she nodded solemnly and turned to rest her chest against the rock.

He gave a light whine of concern as she nodded and fished out a sturdy cylinder of black hardwood from her pocket and placed it in her mouth. Her “Bitin stick".

“Awright. Juth hurry up. Woult ya?" she muttered, resting her weight against the stone as she heard Blue step forward. His shadow and presence bearing over her as she was bathed and enveloped in his warmth and shivered as he lowered his head to loom over her shoulder.

She heard the bubbling as he built up saliva, opening his maw as a slow ooze of spit poured into the bloody hole in her shoulder.

“Hnnh. HRRRGH!" she growled, biting into the wood hard as she felt the sudden excruciating sting. She could hear the chemical sizzle of his drool, feeling his toxic spit seep into her wound and flesh as the toxins slowly diminished the agonizing pain into a dull pulsing throb.

She whimpered, pressing her face to the stone as tears streaked her face. Fuck did it hurt. It burned.

Blue's saliva was toxic. Like any Scolipede it numbed and disinfected. But his tainted spit afflicted poison as well. It healed much MUCH faster, but the initial agony was amplified ten-fold.

She could only whimper and bear it, thankful she had built an immunity to the poisons of his body with how long they had been together. Or at least a tremendous resistance.

Already the ache began to dissipate. The warmth of his copious drool flowing down her back and dripping off her thighs as he continued to lightly pour his saliva over the injury until the blood began to visibly coagulate.

The worst part was over…kind of.

She tensed, gasping as she felt his pointed muzzle at the wound. She gnawed the wood and gave him an affirmative gesture as she braced for the next part.

His tongue. Long and prehensile, relatively thin. Thin enough to slither into her wound as she muffled her screams and felt the throbbing pangs of pain slowly vanish into an uncomfortable shifting under her very flesh.

He was careful. He was always careful, always watching to make sure she could handle it as he sucked out the bullet.

She groaned, closing her eyes and letting her heart rhythm return to normal as he pulled back.

She looked to him as he grimaced and spat the slug of metal into the fire. It loudly cracked and sizzled with their mix of bodily fluids before he lowered himself again and gently licked at her injury, spurring the rapid healing process of his potent saliva as a soothing coolness and relief washed over her.

She took a moment to catch her breath, suddenly unable to feel a thing in that arm as she hummed and pulled herself upward already reaching for her garments.

“Phew. Never get's easier, but yer the best portable medic ya ca-“ she grunted, wincing and huffing as Blue began to bop her cheek and chin with his snout repeatedly. He had a roll of gauze in his mouth, growling insistently as Cass rolled her eyes and smiled before taking the offered medical supplies.

“Alright ya big softy. I'll wrap it, jeeze" she sighed bemused as the tiresome pain of her injury was long past.

“We both know yer spit alone is enough for it" she chided as he rumbled with disapproval and nipped at the gauze, pulling it tight to assure it would hold as she grunted and blushed having him take charge and care for her as he always did.

She closed her eyes, blushing as she let him do his thing. The large stallion long having learned how to utilize medical gear to aid his perpetually injured partner while she relaxed and gave him momentary control.

Honestly, considering he was the bigger target it was shocking how often he was patching her up instead of vice versa.

She could feel his caress, savouring his tenderness as his powerful body loomed over her while he did his work. She shivered and blushed, smiling as his tongue trailed her cheek and neck to soothe her before the gauze was properly wrapped and in place.

His nose caught a scent as he set her back, taking a slow breath as he looked deeply into her eyes and purred contently. He could feel his loins stir. She was aroused again. Her feminine sex so deliciously sweet as it teased his nostrils. A perfect nectar for a thirsty bug.

“Jeeze. You always take care of me, huh?" she smiled, a blush rising in her cheeks as she reached forward. She pulled his mouth to hers, a husked growl escaping his throat as he opened his maw and gently pressed forward to engulf her jaw in a passionate kiss.

It got lonely on long trips. The pair having been together so long it only seemed natural they would eventually slip into a sexual relationship. They had been at it for a few years at this point, each knowing just how to please the other as they embraced nearly every night to express a carnal passion that seemed to come naturally.

“Nghk, gluk. Mmmh <3" she purred, the warmth filling her cheeks as she sucked on his long slithering tongue. Her own probed inside his bestial maw, lapping at every long intimidating fang as she felt his muscle coil around hers and wriggle into her throat to spread his precious saliva.

Light sucks, grunts and sighing heaves escaped the pair. Neither willing to pull away as they tasted one another, shared their breathes and felt the warmth of each other's bodies and passion stir their need.

Cass shuddered as water beaded at the corner of her eyes. Blue's tongue plunged so deep into her trained throat, every gulp and flex milking the muscle. Her esophagus squeezing the writhing serpent that violated her and made her pussy drool messily over her quaking thighs.

She could taste the metallic tang of her blood, the addicting bitterness of his numbing toxins. She gripped and caressed his great horns, earning a heaving growl and shuddering moan of pleasure as he pushed forward to pin her against the rock.

Periodic slaps began to sound between them as Blue's maleness slid from his great leathery sheathe. His slick and dripping bug cock slapping against his underbelly to signal his arousal and flick his pungent fluids over the pair as his mate pleased and embraced him.

He began to press inward, slowly, visibly pumping his tongue in and out of her throat, feeling her grip his broad neck and gurgle. She closed her eyes to feel him tongue-fuck her helpless esophagus and smear his stinging tingling saliva anywhere it could reach until she was inhaling his euphoric venom.

Her breaths were ragged, every slurp, every suck between them making her pussy drip and swollen vulva squeeze with need. Her throat was his sleeve, to play with as he pleased as they aggressively frenched, as they tasted each other until she muffled whimpers and groans and his cock soaked her thighs in viscous droplets of pre and equine cock sweat.

Her hips shot forward. Her hands squeezing his horns as she arched her back with a gurgled squeal of orgasmic bliss. The pleasure had built until that final tingling sensation. His fluids coating her thighs the last trigger as the pleasure erupted in her core and aching quim gushed her saccharine fem cum.

She twitched, clenching her eyes shut as they rolled upward. He body convulsed, her stallion, her stud controlling her breathing as she sucked on his slimy muscle and felt each intimate stir, embraced each breath and purring hum of pleasure between them.

She gushed her sweet feminine nectar, her abdomen flexing with each slurp, each swallow until she felt dazed and weakly opened her eyes to meet his dominant and commanding stare. She felt so small under him, so…safe.

Her body rippled with the aftershocks of pleasure. Her core slowly going numb as the toxin took effect. She relaxed involuntarily, gasping and panting as Blue pulled back, letting her watch every inch of tongue slide from her violated throat and slip out as she coughed and shuddered with bliss.

Her chin, neck and shoulders were covered in his glistening numbing drool. The fluid slowly drying in the cool night air as she caught her breath and sighed in the afterglow.

“Whoo...whoo boy. I" she panted, “Never get tired of that~" taking a moment to catch her breath, to savour the familiar numbness and warmth that only left the remaining unaffected nerves far more sensitive.

“You know just how to take a gals breath awa-" a deep growl interrupted her as he gave a furrowed brow and disapproving glare. “Spoilsport" she giggled, watching him sigh and smirk, gently murring in her ear, affirming his love and authority to send shivers of delight down her spine as he breath washed over her vulnerable body.

A low and sultry hiss stirred her from her musing, slowly pulling herself back to her knees in front of the rock as her limbs quaked slightly. Her body was still a bit weak from the dominant frenching and excess of his saliva. Every action of her core, every breath earning a warm throbbing tingle of pleasure as she drank in the sight before her.

Blue crooned excitedly, his flanks lowered as he waved his rear to display his puffy anus and large pendulous nuts demandingly. They glistened in the faint light of their campfire. A seductive silhouette that emphasized his powerful figure and metallic bestial eyes.

He casually sauntered backwards. His hindquarters growing ever closer until his firm and expansive rear loomed in front of her, dominating her vision as his legs anchored past her waist, trapping her between his immense ebon-skinned rump and the very stone she had used for support.

So close to his taint. To his immense package and puffy tailhole. She could feel his heat, every breath carried the scent of dust and a heady sour and earthen scent of his musk. His rugged scent laden with pheromones as she felt her mouth water and hands gingerly rubbed along his thighs before gripping his ass and kneading the flesh in her palms.

“Never get tired of this sight neither~" she hummed, slipping forward as she pressed her nose against his plump sphincter. She took a slow breath, savouring the earthen mix of the desert turf and his robust bestial taint.

She slid out her tongue, gliding it along the rim of his soft and squishy entrance, pressing against the muscle as she savoured the tangy flavor of his pucker and pungent erotic odor rubbing into her senses.

Blue let out a light moan, murring as he began to rock, pressing his ass insistently against Cassidy's probing, feeling her flick her tongue along every light wrinkle of his sensitive asshole as she kissed and sucked to make him quake and stir.

The girl knew just how to eat scolipede ass. She was ever the tease, pressing her tongue against his entrance but only ever letting it give slightly before she pulled back, feeling him flex as his anus tried to suck the intruder in to squeeze and pleasure.

She cupped his heavy scrotum, feeling each potent equine nut. The steamy heat in the growing coolness as his slick and oily perspiration soaked into her palms, leaving them to tingle as she measured the heft.

Each of his proud jewels was easily twice the size of her balled fist, her palms barely able to hold them as she rolled the hot virile spheres in her grip. Loudly sucking on his tail hole, savouring the tangy flavor that stained her tongue as the area filled with the light song of bug-like buzzes and croons and the wet slurps and smecks of Cass's oral.

She pulled back for a moment, catching her breath as she looked to the beads of saliva that connected her to that flexing sponge of scolipede muscle. She licked her lips, the heady stink of his sour and earthen musk staining her senses as she spread her legs and rubbed his nut sweat into her own swollen folds.

“Mmnh, how's that feel. Partner?" she huffed as she continued to marvel at Blue's pride, his immense leathery scrotum and firm expansive rump. He murred in response, rocking his hips impatiently as she watched his massive 3ft cock slither down and sway like a pulsating tentacle.

Her hand slid downward, trying to grip and squeeze his slick breeding tool as he gasped and churred with delight. It spat globules of his pungent seed over the dirt and began to gently drip with his lubricating oils from the stimulation.

It was a thing of beauty, mostly equine in nature, besides being prehensile. The only notable difference was the head, folded with foreskin into a tight pointed bulb, yet able to fold out into a thick spongy clover to fill and plug any hole. He dripped with constant druggy lubrication, his potent sexual juices able to make any creature into a willing and desperate mate.

Blue began to hump in her grip, pressing his ass against her as his eager asshole squished against her cheek and flexed to give her a mocking kiss of need. His flanks enveloped her head, enveloping her in his warmth as he ground against her with his pillowy rump and smothered her in his needy lust.

“Awright awright I get it" she laughed, pressing her hand into his rear, feeling it sink slightly as she blushed and began to gingerly suck on his eager sponge of a muscle once more, savouring the tang as she pressed her tongue past his entrance to rim the inner walls while he quaked with pleasure.

She probably could have just fisted him to orgasm as she did on occasion. Feeling his hot squishy insides engulf and suck on her limb as he quaked and groaned. But it was usually for times where they were in a hurry. Not when she had time to savor her stud.

“Mph" she grunted, pulling back again as she nipped at his rim. “If anyone had ever told me I'd love eating scolipede ass as an adult I've called em crazy" she giggled and buried her lips in his doughnut, spreading it lightly as she lapped and sucked to make him buck and growl.

“But I swear" she huffed between slurps, light licks as she ground her nose into his sweaty taint and sucked musk until her eyes watered. “I could spend all day eating out your fat asshole. Ah never get tired of it <3" her breath pouring over his quaking fuckhole as she dove a finger in to tug his rim and aid her in teasing out his experience.

She could tell he was getting close, molesting his cock and tonguing his needy hole always set him off. His hooves drug through the dirt as he tried to stay still, hearing her giggles as she slurped her tongue into his depths and flicked at his walls for more of that treasured tang and rugged scent.

She wanted to tease, always loving to make him demand it, to beg or whine. It was so cute.

But today it seemed, he wasn't going to take it.

As Cass slurped, Blue huffed and whined, goading her to keep going, to help him get off. Each time he was near his peak she stopped, just fingering him to keep him needy as he humped the air and groaned. Fuck, it felt good, but he wanted more. He wanted release and to teach his partner not to tease him so frequently.

Cass was too focused on Blue's pleasure, on that juicy beast sphincter she loved so much. She never noticed as Blue angled his cock, grinning while he lined the bulb with her dripping snatch and shoved forward with a quick and precise squishing pop.

“HNGK!?" Cass tensed, gasping and gritting her teeth as her eyes went wide.

“Ergh, B-blue! You ack! SNEAKY" she squeaked as he dove inward. She tried to pull herself upward only for Blue's firm ass to press downward, pinning her softly against the rock as she groaned into his flesh.

Fuck, he was always so huge. But it felt so good that her legs refused to respond as his serpentine dick invaded her depths.

Cass groaned, gripping at whatever she could, rubbing his thighs as his asshole bore down on her, sucking and squishing as it smothered her lips and ground his anal musk into her senses.

She could feel his heat, every breath stained with his sex as he ground his pucker against her gums and began to pump his long equine tool in and out of her needy folds.

She began to eat out as best she could, screaming and moaning into his ass and feeling him more or less use her as his tool. She had lost all control in an instant, her tongue forced to go deeper than she had expected as she listened to and felt the loud squelching slurps of the invasive animal cock pumping inch after inch in and out of her needy cunny.

He smeared his sexual fluids inside of her, muffled her with his sensitive rump. His meaty cock wriggled deeper with each pump, kissing at her womb as he stretched out his flare, plugging the entrance as he slowly slid backward to scrape each wall with an agonizing slowness that reached it peak as she screamed into his bowels and squeezed his thighs with need.

He churred with delight as he fucked his mate nice and hard, used her to polish his asshole and drilled deep into her welcome folds with his prehensile mare breaker.

The ground under them was soon moist with her emissions, her sweet feminine scent filling his nostrils and mingling with his pungent sour musk to fill the air with a humid atmosphere of sex.

The clearing rang with the wet squelks and squishes as Blue worked himself nice and deep, pushing towards his peak as Cass held on helplessly and quivered in orgasm under him while he dominated her cunt. Less than half of his mighty shaft able to abuse her cunny and breed her at this angle, yet more than enough to milk out her spasmic orgasms before he finally slammed forward and reached his peak.

A low and rolling groan poured from Blue's throat, an expression of euphoria on his face as he felt his immense sack pull tight and grind messily against Cass's ample tits. He could feel the pressure flowing down his cock before the intense warmth of his narcotic seed flooded Cass's helpless pussy, soaking her walls in layers of his virile beast seed while she squealed and gasped letting out light gasps and groans of bliss.

Cass could only hold on and savour as she was filled, the cheeky bastard having pinned and used her for his pleasure. He knew just how to stir her pussy too, working her like she did him but pushing her to her peak repeatedly as she sucked on his tail hole and whimpered into his rear while he did his stuff.

And damn, was there a lot of 'stuff' pouring into her now. Every flex of his engorged cock poured a quart of seed into her, filling her to her limits and squirting into her womb as the druggy seed soaked into her walls.

She could already feel the heat suffusing her body. His narcotic cum pushing her towards an artificial heat as she sweat against his oppressive ass and whimpered as each fresh orgasm only pushed her towards greater need.

Soon she was past her limits, Blue's thick seed spraying past his cock. Each flex of his nuts grinding his scrotum into her sensitive breasts and belly promised a fresh flood of his pokemon semen. Squirts and squishes of his copious load pooling under them as he stirred his cock, making his lover feel his potent seed staining her before he casually tugged out with a slurp.

His immense shaft, mid-orgasm, flicked and sprayed gouts of his remaining cum over the ground. Marking it in his fluids as his scrotum slowly relaxed, emptying the last of his orgasm between them as he seasoned their campsite in the reek of pure masculine sex.

He finally pulled from Cass, letting her suck the cool night air instead of his taint as she panted and blushed feeling the rush of sperm escape from her folds.

She wiped her lips with her arm, panting as she blushed and watch the mess pour from her and looked to Blue's smug victorious expression.

Her breath was ragged, she could barely think of anything but more sex at this point. All that bug cum was driving her wild, and she knew he had more to give.

“A-alright *huff* smart guy" she smirked and dove her digits into herself before pulling them back to sample the river of sperm leaving her.

“I rode you all day. Only time I return the f-favor, right?" her tone cool yet hopeful as he let out a happy murr. Before she could even pull herself up he was nudging at her side, waving his cock openly and smearing it against her insistently as she giggled and moaned.

He growled as she rolled onto her belly and prostrated on the rock, presenting herself as he pressed his snout to her back and took gentle whiffs of her scent.

She shivered as he trailed it upwards, doting on her with light affectionate licks and nips before giving her a particularly hard bite to the nape. She gasped, wincing slightly with a lustful shiver as he snarled with dominant lust above her.

She was his mare, it was important she knew that.

He stepped over the rock, taking each step with a bit of force, a show of strength. Yet, his left leg moved to support her injured arm. Subtle yet clearly still caring as he pressed his weight against her and rubbed his oozing shaft against her thighs to make her quake.

She had no need to beg. His tip soon kissed her still-drooling entrance as he pressed inward again to displace the remaining semen and slowly rock his hips to work himself nice and deep.

Cass could only moan into the rock, gasping as she squeezed at his invasive tool. Her body dripped with sweat from their heat, from the need and sex flowing through her body as Blue began to explore her depths, to kiss at her walls and scrub her sensitive insides with his immense cock.

He was worlds better than any human could be. She whimpered and moaned as his medial ring kissed at her vulva and pulled away, squishing and tugging at her lips as his bulb prodded her cervix and gently pried it wide with a flex to make her tense and curse.

She could feel him stretch her to her limits. Slowly loosening her form as he scooped out her needy quim, sliding forward to hold her still as she adjusted and pulling back as her insides squeezed and sucked begging for more.

He was in complete control.

“Rrrh, hnn. B-blue" she heaved, gasping as only his immense cock could scratch the itch of her heat. Each inch of her needy pussy that strained against his cock offered her relief and pleasure. His potent cock sweat, his druggy lube seeming to abate the searing heat of need as it soothed and soaked her walls. Her pleas earned her a hard and sharp thrust as she screamed from the spike of pleasure and gasped as she shamefully came once more with light squirts of bug and girl cum escaping past his tool.

He began to work a rhythm, casually pushing more and more equine cock into her needy folds. Always so gentle and precise to begin. He could feel how his mate enveloped his shaft, how her walls sucked and squeezed perfectly.

Steam blew from his nostrils as he huffed, gradually pushing in harder and harder as more and more Scolipede cock found purchase in her quaking folds.

He bred his mate as she should be, keeping her firmly against him as he pounded harder and harder until his heaving leathery sack beat against her thighs and ass with each aggressive thrust. Letting the clearing ring with her loud grunts and the hot wet slaps of his balls spanking her thighs as she gave into pleasure and moaned like a bitch in heat.

Finally his flare forced past her cervix, a light pop as she let out a yelp and grunt, while squeezing at shaft buried deep in her babymaker.

Blue growled with delight, huffing as he folded out his plug, keeping her locked against him as he thrusts became aggressive and sporadic.

So close, his peak rising as globules of pre seed poured into her temple. His immense tool keeping her locked at he tugged at her womb, driving her wild as his cock thrashed in her pussy. Each pump, each snarl and chuff. They sang together in screams, growls and moans as the wet squishes and squirts of their lovemaking sang to the greater valley.

He was so close, so very close. He drooled, lowering his maw as he growled at her, hissing against her cheek as she whimpered and squeezed as tightly as she could. Both were lost to buried instinct. To their desire to be one, to breed.

He rammed forward with a roar. His cock slithering more and more into her as she grit her teeth, groaning as she felt him coiling his cock in her, stuffing her as full as physically possible with his maleness.

He locked her body flush against his. His massive tentacle of a cock coiled in her pussy and deep in her womb, keeping her plugged and pressed against her mate as Blue shuddered with delight.

He hung out his tongue as he crooned with relief, feeling his seed erupt deep within her. Each bulge of pokesperm flowed through her abused cunny. Letting her feel the pressure before the second blast of thickened warmth hit her core and pooled as deep as intimately possible.

They stayed locked together as Cass's abdomen swelled. As each grunt and huff met a lewd gurgle and squish as he offered his mate no escape from insemination until he was satisfied. She would look 9 months pregnant by morning, and thankfully used to the absurd volumes that he pumped inside her as she relaxed and savoured the perverse violation.

“Mnhn. Damn" Cass heaved, feeling each flex of their joined bodies as a fresh gout of warmth strained her capacity, forcing a shift in the copious load and slowly drooling out between them to roll down her thighs and the rocks below.

“Guess w-we're. *ahn <3* doing this again" she sighed amused, the warmth of her heat mingled with a coolness and pleasure as his seed and stretching helped beat beck the nefarious effects of his potent poison-type sperm.

He murred in response, adjusting himself and gently resting on top of her, ensuring his weight was around her instead of on top of his lover as he had no intent to pull from her soon.

“Just. Grab the tarp t-then, will ya? Ah know yer a snugglebug. But last time we did this my feet were cold as hell from all yer spunk soakin em" she giggled. He calmly reached into her bag, tugging out a thick blanket he casually draped on his rear and down to cover what little of her lower half was exposed.

He flexed inside her once more as she shuddered and moaned, smirking as she squeezed as best she could in response to earn a grunt and extra load before they dozed off by the light of the dying fire.

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Cass was first to awaken. Still stuck under Blue as he chittered light squeaky snores by her head.

She groaned slightly. Feeling odd, a bit nauseous. Admittingly there was still 3 feet of pokemon dick inside of her. But she had never felt like this the dozens of other times they'd done it.

“Mm, wake up ya overgrown horndog" she muttered, patting Blues snout as he grumbled and hugged her to him in a defiant snuggle.

“Damnit *ah!* B-blue. I ain't losing money cause ya wanna spoon till noon" she huffed, wriggling slightly as she inadvertently shifted his girth inside of her.

“Look, we'll fuck by that stable ya like in Tinners, alright? You can show off to all them other Scolipede as you drill me deep. Just gittoff!" she shouted, struggling a bit as she blushed feeling him give her a morning kiss, his breath rolling against her cheek before he grumbled and reluctantly pulled from his lover.

“Ngah!? Ergh. R-right, oof" she stuttered, feeling him casually slip out his immense tool, every inch sending waves of pleasure through Cass's intimacy and up her spine until he slurped out with a wet pop.

She felt the flood of cum pouring from her, the loud splattering of what felt like gallons of semen rushing from her gaping pussy as she pulled herself up and blushed while dusting off as best she could.

She ignored the waterfall of spunk rushing from her innards, casually walking around as she emptied herself and let it turn to a slow and sticky stream running down her thighs as she prepped to ride again.

Time was money, and with how often they got wild together and how absurdly potent her bestial boyfriend was. There was simply no point in worrying about the shame of leaking cum like water pump in the middle of the wastes.

Sure she was a bit more subtle about it in town. But out here? All anyone would see was a burnt out campfire and a lot of odd-smelling mud.

She dabbed herself off with a cloth, casually slipping on her jeans as she felt them darken around her crotch. Blue nosed at her shoulder, making her grunt and sigh as she caressed his neck and gave him a ginger kiss of affection.

“It feels fine now. Just take a quick look if ya gotta and let's get going" she smiled. Her loving mount carefully peeling back the gauze and, once satisfied, tugging it back over.

She soon mounted Blue, her gear packed thanks to the quick and helpful bug horse as they rode off for another day of travel.