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When Thomas came round he thought he was being suffocated. Having collapsed in fear, the gag had wedged itself a little further into his mouth than it should have been, and was restricting his airflow. He scrambled with the tab at the back of his neck, almost ripping the mask off to get some air. “Shitfuck!" He cried, breathing harshly as his body tried making up for the lack of oxygen. After several big breaths and his heart rate falling, he quickly looked around for the other pokemon. But he was alone in the arena.

He gave himself a moment to rest before tapping the pokedex to get the time. “Eleven thirty-four, PM." it stated in it's synthesised voice. Thomas reasoned he must have been out for close to an hour, and whatever that was that had fucked him before was no doubt long gone. Then he remembered. With a look of shock he twisted his hips. He couldn't tell if anything was still inside him, or if that was even something that happened. He reached around to his hole and felt for the slimy stuff that thing had used as lube. Bringing it to his nose it smelled musky, but also sweet. Thomas' mind went fuzzy and he had an urge to taste it but whatever was left of his willpower stopped him short. That and the arena doors opening.

“So this is where you've been!" Miriam called, storming over in a huff. “You did see the sign right, the big one saying 'Arena closed for festivities'?" Thomas got to his feet unsteadily as Miriam quickly stepped over to help him stay upright. “What happened to you?"

“I, I, uh…" Thomas was having more and more trouble recalling the night, he knew he followed someone in there in costume, and he vaguely remembered it being a Kangaskhan. But every time he tried to force his mind to think about what happened, it seemed to hit some sort of panic mode and revert to the start of the night. There were snippets, vague images like snapshots in an album. A huge twisted cock, something being pushed into him, but it was all starting to fade. “I saw someone come in here and.. And…" He looked around, and looked down. “I dunno. I need a drink."

Miriam ushered the confused man back to the party. As soon as they'd opened the arena doors a concerned zombie Dragonite rushed over to him, splattering him with green goo as she wrapped him in a warm embrace. “Gooooo…" She moaned, holding him tight as their latex costumes squeaked together. Thomas sighed into her neck, taking a deep breath and realising for the first time how good the combination of her goo and latex smelled.

But after only a few seconds he was extracted from the embrace by Miriam. “Let's get you rehydrated." She dragged him over to an out of the way table and chairs, pouring him a cup of water from a nearby makeshift bar. “So what happened."

Thomas racked his brain, but he was losing more and more of the memory as he thought about it. “I know I saw someone walk into the Arena." He said, taking a long swig. “I think it was a kangaskhan. Or-" he scrunched his eyes trying to remember details “Or it was someone dressed as one." Miriam nodded, looking concerned as to Thomas' lack of memory. She turned his face to hers and held his eyelids open as he spoke, gazing purposefully into his eyes. “I- I went in there to tell them it was off limits, and I think… I think we…"

“That explains the smell." Miriam chuckled “Thought it reeked of sex when I walked in." She let go of Thomas' face and sighed smiling. “No signs of concussion. I take it you're gonna see my sister before you head off tomorrow?" Thomas nodded, happy he hadn't sustained some sort of concussion but still wondering about his memory loss. “Good. ask her to give you a once over, just in case. Otherwise…" She placed a hand on his shiny thigh, squeezing gently. “Are you up for some more fun?"

Thomas looked around. Sure enough pretty much everyone had left, and those still hanging around were all milling about the entrance to Miriam's office. Perhaps a half dozen trainers and their pokemon. Of the trainers, the only one he thought he might know was the one dressed as Hitmonchan, whom he suspected to be Ronda. Aside from her, there were two more female trainers and three male trainers in various costumes. One of the men was dressed as Red and given his interactions with the Druddigon done up as a Charizard, Thomas assumed those two were partners. The Slaking was in a similar scary clown costume as one of the female trainers, so those two probably came together as was the Bewear painted to look like a pikachu alongside the woman in a pikachu-themed miniskirt, tube top and body stocking.

The remaining figures were comically dressed up probably to confuse as many people as possible. The Sawk was painted red while the Throh was blue. And the two trainers were each wearing wigs and ridiculously over/under-sized clothes for their respective builds. Thomas assumed they had come dressed as each other given the similarity in their faces they could be brothers or even twins, making their height and weight differences that much more amusing in costume. One was tall and skinny with a blonde wig and an oversized but short-armed blue jacket, while the other was short, chubby and wearing a black wig with a long and tight red jacket. And the last figure mixing with the rest was Hailey, who had just come out of Miriam's office with a sizeable object wrapped in silk. She was also covered in a series of leather straps and shining golden buckles, which seemed to glint all the more due to the mega-evolution causing the air around her to shimmer.

Realising Miriam was still staring at him Thomas blinked himself back to the present. His arse felt like it had taken a pounding, but he definitely wanted more. A little fuzziness be damned. He nodded, downing another couple glasses of water before he pulled the mask back up to his face. “Wonderful!" Miriam cooed as she helped him buckle the head back up. Carmen laid a hand on his before he could stand and gave Thomas a serious stare through the cloudy pink latex. He could count on her to stop things if they got out of hand, that much was certain.

Once the suit was all closed up, Thomas took a deep breath. The taste of silicone on his lips and the stale air of a post-party room filled his lungs. Exhaling, the man closed his eyes, feeling the tightness of latex on his skin and the emptiness in his rear. He could feel his heartbeat and hear his breath. And in that moment, he allowed loose the cum hungry sex fiend he'd kept inside himself for so long. Everything awoken with Jeremy and Carmen's help culminated in what would happen tonight. And with the freeing sensation of anonymity the latex suit was providing, Thomas could feel the shame and worry slough from his shoulders.

Miriam and Carmen could tell immediately that something had changed as Thomas gingerly strode over to the group waiting, hips swaying and stubby arms pulled behind him to press the inflated white bows forward. The half-lidded eyes of the costume stared blankly - but sexually - ahead at the group as he approached. With only a few moans uttered from around the gag, the latex Gothorita slid up alongside the Bewear and wiggled it's arse down the pokemon's pelvis before taking the trainer's yellow gloved hand and kissing the back of it with big puffy pink lips.

Thomas pulled a similar display in front of all the pokemon and their trainers before reaching Hailey, where he simply stopped, curtseyed and stood waiting for her to respond. Hailey grinned mischievously but nodded to the man. She pulled from within the silken wrappings a leather collar, which she held up to affix to the latex Gothorita's neck. Thomas offered to carry whatever was left in the silken bag, but Hailey thought better of it - not wanting to clue him in to what she had planned - and placed it on a nearby chair. Despite her talons she deftly cinched the collar closed, attaching a black silken rope leash to it via a silver clasp. She then waved for everyone to follow her as she picked the mysterious package up and made for the rear hallway with Thomas closely in tow.

Several of the pokemon groped the black latex rear that swayed before them as the group descended down the long curved ramp to the saunas, Thomas relishing every meaty grip that befell his rear with a sharp moan. Those times before - at the inn in Cannab and the Hospital there in Owlra - he had felt like a proper pokemon slut, willing to do anything for those huge non-human cocks. But sauntering to the bondage dungeon in a latex sex costume while collared was a step well beyond what he could have possibly imagined. As the ramp levelled out, Thomas didn't expect the change and began to stumble.

With reflexes he'd not expected, the Bewear quickly grabbed him, pulling the latex-encased man back into it's thick fluffy fur in a gigantic hug. Even with the costume restricting some of the sensation, Thomas could still feel how delightfully soft and warm the Bewears fur was. Arms wrapped tightly around him, holding him in place as Hailey turned to see what the commotion was. She looked from Thomas to the Bewear and back before looking down. With a smirk she threw the rope leash to the woman in the pikachu garb and motioned for everyone to continue walking.

Initially Thomas was confused as to the Blaziken's actions, but when he felt something slick press against the vaginal opening of the suit he sighed in understanding. Reaching down with one hand, Thomas parted the panties enough to let the slick Bewear cock push it's way inside the pink silicone folds, bouncing deeper with every step. In no time at all the man's cock was brushing up against the much longer tool, the pre leaking down causing wonderful sensations as the two members rubbed against each other in the tight latex and silicone confines.

As they approached the hidden hotsprings, Thomas could feel the bewear getting close; his steps getting more and more firmer, the cock being thrust deeper with each one. As they reached the room, Hailey turned and gave a raised eyebrow to the scene, but she didn't stop it. She waited for everyone to come in before taking the leash back from the bewear's trainer and tying it to the floor after placing the silken package leaning against the stone wall near the doorway. The Bewear slowed down as everyone looked at it, unsure of what to do. But Miriam's voice broke the silence and confusion.

“Welcome everyone. We have two new faces this time, so let me re-state the rules for everyone's benefit," She walked over next to Hailey, who stood behind her trainer, claws wrapping the woman's shoulders possessively. “Doms, raise your hands." The Bewear trainer's hand shot up along with the Druddigon's trainer, Slaking and Hailey. “Good. Their trainers or pokemon are their subs. So their commands override everyone else's. Doms, do you have any objections to anyone in the room?"

The guy dressed as Red raised a hand “Who's in the suit?" He asked, pointing to Thomas.

“Who indeed?" Miriam looked to Carmen, who looked nervously to Hailey, shaking her head. Hailey muttered something in her trainer's ear. “Let's just say he's a very 'passionate' trainer. Don't worry, I cleared him yesterday." She said with a grin, licking her lips lightly to a crowd-wide chuckle. “It's his first time down here, so feel free to make him as welcome as you'd like." The Bewear readjusted his grip on Thomas, driving it's long tapered cock even deeper as he tried to keep on the edge of his orgasm. The man moaned whorishly. “Mmmm, seems he's about to get a very warm reception. As for his pokemon, Carmen?"

“HA! Knew it!" Came a familiar voice shouting from the Hitmonchan, whom after a quick glare from Hailey went quiet again. Thomas noticed a Passimian dressed as a grid-iron player complete with helmet and football had come to stand beside the woman, having walked in late.

“Goo?" The zombie dragonite stepped forward, her goo flowing a little faster in her embarrassment at being the center of attention.

“Sweetie, are you a Sub?" Carmen looked a little confused at Miriam's query. “Do you give the orders or does someone else?" Carmen waddled over to Hailey and whispered something to her. Hailey's eyes went a little wide but she nodded, turning to her trainer to pass on the information. “Really? Well, we have another special occasion folks, it seems Carmen here hasn't had anyone break in her evolution."

Thomas looked at the crowd and then to Carmen. She looked back somewhat embarrassed and apprehensive, but he could tell from the sparkle in her eyes that she was looking forward to it. His heart leapt into his throat. Thomas knew he had no real control over who Carmen chose to sleep with but somewhere deep inside he'd hoped he would be the one to give her new form it's first climax. The notion of a whole bunch of other pokemon he'd never met getting that pleasure instead hit his heart like a freight train. If he was out of costume, perhaps someone could have noticed his sadness, but there was nothing for it now.

“So, you may use our friendly Gothorita however you'd like, but-" she pointed at the Bewear, who gave off a surprised expression “he stays conscious." Carmen whispered something else to Hailey, who passed it along to Miriam, causing her to chuckle. “And apparently he likes being filled with as much cum as he can take, so make sure to either occupy or plug those holes." She pointed towards a metal basket that hadn't been there the day prior. It was filled with all manner of toys, from strap ons to harnesses, buttplugs, cuffs and even a couple floggers. “As for everyone else, be polite. You may order a sub around, but be courteous of anyone else having fun with them. As for the Doms, you should always ask their permission before propositioning them." The room nodded but the statement was more aimed at Carmen.

Thomas could feel the Bewear's thrusts become erratic, he would be unable to hold on much longer. A black latex stub of a hand moved down to the silicone folds, Thomas turning his head to Hailey as though to ask permission. The pokemon noticed the movement and with a subtle squeeze on Miriam's shoulder to draw her attention off Carmen, she gave a slight nod giving the man the go ahead. Thomas began to rub the latex mons, pushing the Bewear over the edge. With a grunt and a roar he slammed Thomas down onto his crotch, firing jets of hot pokemon cum into the latex suit. It slathered the man's chest and neck, dribbling down in thick blobs to coat his cock.

“Mmmm, and with that, let's start, shall we?" Miriam moaned. As the pikachu themed bear pokemon unloaded himself inside the Latex Gothorita, the rest of the group got to work deciding where they wanted to be. The Sawk and Throh took an immediate interest in Carmen, the Goo-filled Zombie Dragonite easily as tall as them if they were standing on each others shoulders. The Passimian meanwhile was captivated by the costumed Thomas, along with the Slaking. The Druddigon was giving Carmen a good stare but was pulled away when his trainer was tapped on the shoulder by Ronda, who had removed the Hitmonchan mask. Hailey had two very eager looking trainers dressed as each other come up to her with a grin, along with the Slaking's trainer, who chose to kneel before the Blaziken. Miriam was immediately beset by the Pikachu lady, the two locked in a passionate kiss as the gym leader's costume crumpled to the ground.

Thomas took a deep breath as he felt the Bewear pull out, gently passing him into the arms of the passimian as he stepped away to join his trainer. The large, strong arms of the monkey-like pokemon turned Thomas to face him, but the man could tell something else was going on. Which is when he saw the Slaking's feet either side of them. A moment later and he could feel the silicone arse stretch as the large pokemon allowed gravity to get him most of the way to Thomas' rear passage. Still loose and lubricated from the wild fucking it was given only an hour or so ago, the head of the vaguely human-looking cock popped in easily, causing a grunt from both the penetrator and penetratee.

Thomas' eyes bulged and his voice moaned as the absurdly thick cock stretched his insides. It was the width of a soup can, and twice as long. Unlike the more animalistic members, the Slaking's remained the same width it's entire length, only increasing slightly at the base, which thanks to his earlier activities, Thomas reached in little time. As his latex-covered cheeks pressed against the hot, fuzzy crotch of the large pokemon in clown makeup, he could feel another cock slide into his suit. It was much faster, and entering via the already well lubed pussy. It felt similar to the Slaking's only thinner and longer. But the sensation of it rubbing up against the man's cock with such speed was mind-blowingly good. The friction cooled by cum alone, and the latex causing both members to squelch as they slid together, simply added to the utter lewdness of it all.

The force of each thrust from the Passimian pushed him halfway off the Slaking. But with enormous hands gripping the Gothorita's inflatable hips, the man was slammed back down just barely in synch with the helmeted pokemon's withdrawal. With his arse filled, his cock stimulated and a distinct inability to move, Thomas looked around the room groggily.

Carmen had bent over, presenting herself to the Sawk in red while gobbling up the blue Throh's cock. She looked in absolute bliss as the Sawk thrust himself into her naturally well lubed hole. He hilted her in one stroke, shuddering at the wonderfully wet sensation before pulling back out and ramming deep again. Each slam of his hips against hers pushed her maw further against the Throh's cock. After a minute or two Carmen found she only need concentrate on standing as the two pinballed her back and forth between them.

Ronda had dragged the Druddigon and his trainer dressed as Red over to a set of manacles, where they had restrained the dragon-type's arms and legs. Ronda was grinding up and down against the pokemon while Red had his cock out, slowly jerking it to the sight. The Druddigon looked in seventh heaven as Ronda gyrated against his ever growing member, the thick red draconic cock revealing itself to leak pre over the woman's short purple skirt. It wasn't long before her desire for that member caused Ronda to beckon for the man dressed as Red. After muttering something to him while tapping her boxing gloves together, the man grinned wickedly, reaching down under her skirt. With one swift movement and a loud rip he tore a pair of purple panties away, revealing the woman's shaved snatch to the room.

Almost immediately Ronda turned to face the Druddigon, raising one leg to wrap around it's hip as she lowered herself onto the throbbing red cock. The dragon type growled needily as Ronda took her time impaling herself. With one final push she took the thick base of the pokemon's tool and sighed, shivering in the warm air. Then in an act so sensual it almost made Thomas cum on the spot just from seeing it, Ronda began very sensually writhing against the Druddigon's hips. It was almost hypnotic the way she moved, the gyrations enhanced by the purple skirt's pleats waving back and forth. She wrapped her arms around the dragon's neck for balance, his eyes squinted shut as the sensations blasted away his resolve.

Meanwhile Hailey had strapped the trainer dressed as a clown to an interesting set of cuffs. The woman was effectively bound to Hailey's own limbs; left hand to left claw, right to right and so on. The twin trainers waited patiently, helping the bird pokemon secure the submissive clown when they could. Once fully attached, Hailey puppeted the woman around having her grope the male trainers before kneeling to give them a combined blowjob. The whole time Hailey softly warbled in the woman's ear, the sensually spoken pokemon language sending sparks of sexual energy cascading through her lithe frame.

The trainers dressed as each other were quite happy with the situation, the blonde one happily waiting his turn with the clown's mouth, his cock gently massaged by her attentive hand while Hailey's claw grasped his thigh. Her talons gently scraped against his skin, heightening his sensitivity while also reminding him who was in control. The black haired man was slowly becoming weak at the knees, having not had the pleasure of this trainer work her magic on his tool before and only just realising how skilled she was. But before he'd had so much as a minute as the focus of her attention - though to him it felt both like an eternity and an instant - she swapped over to his brother, diving on the mans cock as her lips replaced her hand, and her other hand replaced her lips.

By the time the Slaking's trainer had moved to her second cock, the Bewear was hilted within Miriam's arse. Her moans rolled through the chamber as a suitable addition to the slapping, slurping and sucking noises. “You like my boy's cock don't you?" The pokemon's trainer said sultrily. Miriam nodded enthusiastically as the massive faux pikachu lifted her clear of his member before slamming her down upon it, her eyes bulging from the impact as her insides were stretched to accommodate the tapered tool.

A change in position brought Thomas back to his own situation, as the Slaking pulled him off the two cocks, and with strong arms, flipped the man over, forcing the massive member between the pink silicone lips and into the man's mouth. The distinctly sour taste of his own rear was soon replaced with the savoury pre spilling forth from the wide cock as his head was pushed down further and further. The cock head pressed against the back of his throat as the Slaking pushed himself all the way in, the silicone tube beyond Thomas' mouth adding several inches of length to the hole. He was lustfully suckling the thick member - his jaw forced open by it's girth - when he felt the silicone pussy lips part and a thick tongue slide in against his cock. Thomas shuddered, moaning into the Slacking as it slowly wrapped it's tongue around his member.

Then - in a display of prehensile agility - the Slaking began jerking Thomas off with his tongue. The sensations caused the man to redouble his efforts, vigorously slurping the thick cock inside his mouth, rolling it around with what little space he had with his tongue before bobbing up and down, forcing the head to push a couple inches into his throat as the silicone compressed. Suddenly Thomas thrust his face down onto the thick Slacking cock as his arse was claimed by the Passimian. It had taken the opportunity of the man's rear being free of cock to bury himself to the hilt. He wasn't as girthy as the Slaking, but he had the larger pokemon beat in terms of length. Thomas could feel that cock slide into him easily and push around his first bend. With that and the tongue expertly fucking him inside the suit, he could hold back no longer.

Thomas moaned loudly, his voice barely muffled by the many thick throbbing inches of cock buried in his mouth. The vibrations sent shivers down the Slaking's body, and the taste of his salty cum made the pokemon tighten it's tongues grip on the man's member, milking him for every last drop. Feeling Thomas' rear clench tight, the Passimian increased his tempo, driving the lengthy cock deep into the Gothorita's latex arse with each stroke.

Carmen's pair of lovers had changed position as well, choosing to sit knee to knee while Carmen dropped down from above them, a cock buried in both her arse and pussy. She had to get one to tear a hole for her arse to be accessible, but feeling the latex snap against her rear just drove her excitement all the more. However, with her evolution came an increase in size not only in general, but also within. Before, Thomas' human cock had been enough to stretch her well beyond her natural capacity, let alone her sexual adventure with Dusty the Mudbray. But now that she was much bigger, it seemed as though she needed more than what the Sawk and Throh were equipped with to get off. Her movements were hard and fast, slamming down onto the pelvises of the two fighting types with everything she had, their cocks - while sizeable - barely scratching the itch within. She stared longingly at the Druddigon, and it's massive cock spearing Ronda's human pussy.

The Red cosplayer had moved from jacking off to the scene before him, to taking an active part. Ronda had turned around to face away from the pokemon, her gaping pussy taking a pounding from behind as the Druddigon ploughed into her with what little movement he was able to. While she took the pokemon from behind, Red had stepped up to her face, using his pokemon's thrusts to bury his cock between the woman's plump lips. Her hair had been done up in a bun to sit properly under the Hitmonchan mask, but was now beginning to come loose as several strands fell down across her flushed and sweating face. She didn't let up though as she was being forcefully rammed from both ends. Red reached down and firmly squeezed Ronda's breasts, eliciting a series of 'glucked' moans from her invaded throat.

Hailey - seeing the others change up their routine - pulled against her restrained trainer's wrists, snapping her out of her cock-sucking daze with a gasp of air. The clown looked to her mistress with puppy-dog eyes, begging for something between her legs. The Blaziken stood, bringing the woman with her as the wrist and ankle cuffs held firm. Hailey backstepped carefully to the edge of the larger alcove, laying down on the thin foam mats acting as a mattress. She motioned for the taller of the two brothers to come forward, but much to his confusion, refused to let him get on top of the other trainer. With a few squawks and some pointed claws, the man eventually understood what was wanted of him and stripped off everything but his blonde wig.

With several moans and grunts of pleasure the man slid his way between the two cuffed figures, his now bare chest rubbing against the Blazikens until they were face to face. The shorter of the two men had also reduced his costume to just the black wig and got up into the alcove, kneeling between the others legs as his head barely cleared the roughly hewn stone above. Both females were slick with their own juices, the sexual atmosphere of the costumed orgy around them more than enough to make them hot under the collar. With a nod the pokemon gave the taller brother permission to enter her, her pussy lips providing no barrier to the man as his rock-hard member slipped between them with ease, hilting her in seconds.

The other brother lined his tool up with the restrained trainer, his entry just as easy though unlike his kin he didn't stop once fully immersed. With a pace belying his figure, he pistoned into the trainer with gusto, the wet slaps of their hips echoing through the alcove as the force drove his brothers cock deeper into Hailey's. The sandwiched three moaned in lust-fueled glory as the one overactive brother drove them all towards bliss.

Miriam had been moved around as well. She had been turned around to face the Bewear, his lengthy member pounding away into her pussy as her legs wrapped around his waist. However she was also leaning back, he body horizontal and her face buried upside down in the Bewear Trainer's crotch. Her leather cuffs had been linked with a long padded strap which had been looped over the back of the Dom's neck and pulled just tight enough that Miriam's mouth was at the perfect height to dive into her temporary mistresses puffy puss. With a practiced tongue she pleasured the woman between thighs encased in bright yellow fishnets as her own nethers were reamed by the similarly coloured Bewear, whose grunts grew more and more urgent while his climax approached.

Thomas' own orgasm had finally died down, and as his anal muscles loosened, the Passimian was caught off guard, his hips crashing into Thomas' with unrestrained fury. The violent thrusts and combined sounds were too much for the Slaking. He grabbed the latex Gothorita head and rammed it down onto his girthy rod, the top half burying itself in Thomas' face before the flood of pokemon spunk was released like a torrent into the man's mouth. It was hot and just as savoury as the Slaking's pre, and Thomas welcomed the gush as it sprayed against the back of his throat. He moaned and swallowed in bursts, the noise erotic and too much for the Passimian to handle.

With a primal hollar the ape-like pokemon rammed himself as deep into the silicone arse before him as he could, firing load after hurried load into the man with each sloppy stroke. Thomas felt his insides heat up from both ends as the two pokemon filled him, their cocks seemingly flowing with an unending supply of cum. He could also feel the mixture of his own juices and the Bewears stick the insides of the latex to his skin, the bond temporary and slimy, but erotic in the way it sucked at him before peeling away. With every slammed thrust from the Passimian, the black latex would come unstuck in some places and stuck in others. But with one particularly extravagant stroke, the pokemon withdrew and angled himself badly leading to his forward motion pushing the long thin cock up and over Thomas' rear to grind along the man's back.

Feeling the smooth latex on one side and the sticky, sweaty mess of cum and skin on the other, was surprising to say the least; the pokemon freezing in place as it fired volley after volley across Thomas' back. It felt just as magical for the man as blast after blast of the hot slimy spunk sandwiched itself between the two slick layers. Below him, the Slaking's endurance had waned, his girthy member shrinking in Thomas' mouth as dribbles of cum flowed from all holes. All at once the Passimian and Slacking pulled out, the former quickly searching through the nearby box and producing two rubber toys.

The first was definitely made to serve as a buttplug, it's distinct shape gave that away. The Passimian held it's tapered tip to the man's still somewhat gaping hole before gingerly popping it inside. Thomas winced as a small jolt of pain shot through his rear. The second was a long spiked dildo with a large knot at the base. This one was passed to the Slaking who inserted it into the vaginal opening, the silicone emitting tiny thumps as each rubbery spike popped inside. Then with a forceful push the knot was rammed in as well. Because of the placement of Thomas' cock, the Knot pushed hard against it's base, the man's balls almost squashed as they were forced down over his perineum. The spiked length on the other hand was free to rub along his cum-covered length, making any small movement extremely sensual to him.

The Bewear was next to climax, unable to take the sight of his mistress' pussy being eaten out by the gym leader any longer. He held the woman's hips tight to his as he roared, filling her womb with his second load of the night. Miriam was not far behind, the woman reacting to the pokemon's shuddering and almost violent climax with a resounding moan of pleasure. Miriam loved the Bewear, it was always exceptionally good at hitting just the right spot deep inside her pussy, the tip of it's ursine cock crashing against her cervix over and over as it flailed around inside, spraying her with the gloriously warm poke-cum. The pikachu-clad trainer had to concentrate hard not to collapse with Miriam's head between her legs as she crashed headlong into her orgasm from the gym leader's moans practically screamed straight into her sensitive pussy.

Hearing Miriam's telltale crescendo of pleasure had Hailey on edge, but she knew what she wanted and the pieces weren't in place yet. Her little pet for the evening had lasted reasonably well so far, but the Blaziken felt it time the clown got her release. She reached up with her large claws and ran them along the woman's thighs and up her waist; because of the restraints the woman had been unable to touch herself the whole night, so she took advantage of Hailey's mercy and squeezed her breasts hard as soon as she was close enough, but Hailey's large claws simply covered the woman's comparatively small hands and squeezed around them.

That was enough to send the Slaking's trainer into a mind shattering orgasm. “HnnnnnUUUUUAAAAHHHHH!" She screamed, eyes rolling back in her head as the sensation rolled over her body. Her pussy clamped down on the member within, the shorter brother reaching his point of no return as he used what grip he had on her sweaty legs to ram himself in as hard and fast as possible, taking advantage of the considerably tighter passage. His brother also felt the woman above him tense up and scream, which combined with Hailey using the woman's hands and her own to grope down his sides set him off.

His first blast of cum went straight into her pussy, but Hailey was not done. As he withdrew to thrust in again she angled her hips, forcing his member up into her tight internal anus. The cock didn't get far before the man realised the difference, but he still pumped his seed into the small passage anyway. The second thrust got a little further, but after the third he was out of cum to deposit. Unsatisfied, the Blaziken grabbed his hips and dragged him up her body, his cock popping free to trace a slimy trail of their combined juices up her stomach.

The shift in position threw the shorter brother off balance, the female trainer's hips having been raised a few inches by the movement. He was so close, and while the woman's vagina was now slightly too high to be comfortably fucked, the Blazikens was glistening and ready to be stuffed. Having no doubt that was her intention as she looked at him with the most serious 'fuck me' experession he'd ever seen a pokemon give off, he alighned himself with her entrance and thrust in. What he discovered was not a plump and soft pussy, but a tight, slick passage that rhythmically undulated to pull him in. The sensation was too much. Hailey clenched as she felt the thick ropes of cum splatter against her insides, sighing happily as the spunk filled her arse. She needed the natural lube in there for what she had planned next.

While the brothers tended to Hailey, Carmen was being tended to by their pokemon. She could feel them getting close with her responding by clenching her pelvic muscles as tight as possible and picking up the pace. Within seconds the orgasmically charged air combined with Carmen's desperation got the two pokemon off, their cocks erupting inside her while they grunted, their hands gripping tightly to her latex costume. But she wasn't getting off, not this time. As the two red and blue painted pokemon gave her everything they could, she maintained eye contact with the Druddigon, willing him to her.

And for what he could, he kept it. Watching the two fighting types get roughly fucked by the large Goodra was a sight to behold, and it drove the dragon to give Ronda one hell of a time. Her dirty talk between sucks of the Druddigon Trainers cock led to a powerful orgasm from the pokemons trainer. He practically face-fucked the instructor and she took every inch like a champion, her throat working overtime to handle his member while her other end bounced against the Druddigon's thrusts. When Red came, Ronda practically impaled her throat on the member and with one arm wrapped around the man's waist, she used her other hand to rhythmically squeeze her throat; massaging the pulsing tool as it released blast after blast of hot seed into her gullet.

Being force-fed the trainer's cum while his pokemon took her from behind was enough to give Ronda her first climax of the evening, the lack of oxygen helping achieve a giddy state of mind that made everything that much more magical. As if timed intentionally, the trainer pulled out of her mouth so she could take a deep breath right as the sparkles began to close in from the sides of her vision. The world rushed back into her mind as air filled her lungs, making the filling of her womb with the Druddigon's seed all the more amazing. The pokemon growled hard, staring at Carmen intensely as he released inside of the woman wedged against his hips.

The Druddigon's trainer helped Ronda off the massive member, the still hard and glistening draconic cock swaying enticingly in the warm air. Carmen licked her lips. Gently stepping up and over the two saturated fighting types beneath her, the zombie Dragonite shuffled up to the trio, giving Ronda a lick on the cheek before turning to the male trainer. She swung her head towards the Druddigon, her gaze fixated on that draconic cock. “What's that?" The trainer asked, looking between the two of them. Carmen simply stood beside the fellow dragon-type, her hands pressed together as though praying before giving a slow bow.

“Mmmm…" Ronda moaned, swallowing what was left of the trainer's seed, licking her lips to get every last drop. “I think three might be a crowd hun, up to you of course…" She bit her lip, running a hand across the man's cock as she sauntered off towards her Passimian; who was looking particularly proud of it's work with Thomas and was headed back into the general throng as folks began swapping partners. The Druddigon's trainer grinned mischievously as he unhooked his pokemon from the restraints before turning to seek his next bit of entertainment.

Carmen almost glowed with excitement as she bodily yanked the Druddigon off his feet, pulling him over to one end of the room where they could fuck in peace. She threw him to the ground and immediately climbed on top, wasting no time getting that draconic member inside her, it's thick base proving no match for the stretchiness of her lips as the purple slit engulfed every last inch in one fell swoop. The Druddigon's trainer had never heard his pokemon make the gasping sound it did, and turned around wide-eyed as Carmen began having a field day with the massive member.

The Sawk and Throh had made their way back to their trainers, who were groggily recovering from their own climaxes. Before they could rest however, Miriam had grabbed the blue Throh and his trainers hands, dragging them one way while Ronda nabbed the other two. The two groups settled down next to each other. The brothers lay down on the ground beside each other, high fiving much to the wry stares of the ladies standing above them. Miriam was the first to make a move, standing straddling the blonde-wigged man's face. A glob of Beware spunk dripped down onto the man's face, which shut him up and made him realise what was about to happen. With a grin, Miriam lowered herself onto the man's face, smothering him with her swollen, cum-coated lips. Her other set of lips quickly went to work on his slowly inflating member.

Ronda followed suit, but chose to jiggle a little above the Sawk trainer's face, causing a rain of pearlescent droplets to cover him before she too knelt down. The man happily feasted on her cream-filled gift, eliciting a lusty sigh from the woman as she nodded, impressed. Wasting no time she too leant down to reciprocate the hungry suckling. The Sawk and Throh, somewhat left out took a step closer to the action. Miriam's hands shot out at lightning speed and grasped their semi-hard members, working wonders squeezing and undulating against the two cocks as though they were teats of a Miltank and she the farmer coaxing out every last drop of milk. She did manage to start their juices flowing, with at first a couple of beads of pre slowly accumulating at the tips before the natural lubricant was coming in a near steady stream.

After the brothers had left Hailey and the Slaking's clowned up trainer, the pokemon spent a few moments performing some aftercare, holding the woman close and petting her as she moaned happily in the warm embrace. Hailey managed to get Red's attention, the trainer having a one-sided chat with Ronda's Passimian about how amazing his trainer was. But the two ended up wandering over to the small alcove, where they are given a particularly happy and sex-high clown by the Blaziken before she walked off.

The Passimian sat down at the edge of the alcove, his already hard cock primed and ready. They maneuvered the woman around to sit in his lap, the lengthy rod hotdogging her arse as she reached back to wrap a hand around it. Shakily, she tried to stand, placing the cock tip at the entrance of her arse. The Passimian looked worried, a fear justified as she tried to force the cock into her unlubricated hole. Thinking quick, the pokemon shifted her hand to place his cock tip against her pussy, which she happily sank down on. The first few inches were fine, though once she got past the halfway mark, the trainer's mouth opened in a silent scream. But to her credit, she didn't give up, choosing instead to ride the massive cock as far as she could; the Passimian bottoming out only a couple inches from his base.

The Red cosplayer stared in mild shock as she wiggled a little, forcing a tiny bit more inside her before standing again. Leaving the pokemon's cock a cum-slicked mess, she changed the angle of her hand once more and began lowering herself on the long, throbbing tool. Every few inches she stood pulling it back out before sitting again. After several attempts, she managed to get the entire thing inside. Red faced, breathing heavily and smiling like a demon, the Slaking's trainer nodded to Red, looking at his cock with hungry eyes while spreading her pussy lips in invitation.

When Miriam had left the Bewear and his trainer to join Ronda, the pika-duo strutted around the room looking for another to have fun with. But the woman seemed not to pay attention to where she was walking, her eyes too heavily focused on the Goodra and Druddigon going crazy on the other side of the room. She looked up to see who she had walked into, the smiling face of a Slaking in clown makeup staring down at her. She gulped before her head was forced down onto his massive shaft.

At first the yellow Dom tried resisting, but her 'faithful' Bewear knew her kinks, and knew how much she liked having roles reversed. So instead of pushing the other pokemon away, the pikachu-themed pokemon sat down behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist to hold her and her arms in place as his slick, tapered cock slid up between her freshly licked labia. It's length pressed against the woman's clit, which had become significantly more sensitive after the tongue thrashing it had received at the hands of Miriam only minutes earlier.

Meanwhile, Hailey walked through the moaning masses back to the entryway. She stepped over the contentedly plugged body of Thomas, who was watching everything else unfold until the Blaziken made her way past. Curious his eyes followed her as best they could through the semi-transparent pink latex as she made her way over to the silk-wrapped package set down next to the exit when they originally came in.

Hailey could hear Thomas' gasp as she pulled the silk off of the object it was keeping hidden. It was one of the largest dildos Thomas had ever seen. Two foot long, the entire length wider than his fist and coloured a soft crimson. It was distinctly bent at the central point like the elbow of an arm, and as he looked carefully he could tell there was a smaller rod coming out of the inside of the bend. On the outside of the bend, a large shape - like a ballsack, if the testes were the size of baseballs - hung down. It was on that that he could make out two white and pink 'target' designs.

The more he stared - and the closer Hailey got - Thomas could tell it wasn't just some rubber creation, it looked almost… alive. And he wasn't wrong. Hailey stroked the object, and it seemed to turn to acknowledge her. That's when thomas realised where he'd seen those 'target-like' markings before. “A 'Oton tilto?" He muttered in awe. Somehow, someone had persuaded a Rotom into… Thomas guessed it must be a vibrator, or some form of machine and not just a piece of rubber.

He was half right.

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