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The coveting of a powerful Pokémon partner was not something that was terrifically abnormal. There were a variety of reasons why someone would want a Pokémon at their side that was among the upper echelon. For some, it was a matter of pride - being able to say they had the strongest, and that proved their mettle as a trainer. Some had ambitions for challenging the upper ranks of the elite, where having an incredibly strong team was a requirement - it took more than that to win a battle, but the level of those who fought in those challenges was high enough that strategy alone would not be enough. And for some, the desire for that kind of power was more practical - a partner to keep them safe, protect them from dangers that humans might not be so capable of handling or even recognizing at the right time.

Kenzie was in the last group. He wanted a Pokémon that could serve as a personal guardian. He wasn’t interested in pride or prestige, just security. And that was part of the reason that he felt he had a better chance of getting what he sought. Pokémon knew when they were being used as status symbols, and unless they were incredibly prideful themselves, they didn’t tend to think much of it…but having a purpose to being with others, that was usually something they could get behind. And Kenzie had every intention of making sure they meant more to him than just a tool or a trophy.

But the tough part was getting one to agree to it.

The most powerful wild Pokémon were ones that weren’t exactly the most amenable to being hitched to a human for any reason. The more pride they took in their independently-gained strength, the less they were willing to use it for someone else’s benefit. Ferals, Alphas, Endowed, many of them in fact took pride in flouting humanity, striking back at those who attempted to acquire them by force. And Kenzie was no fool, he knew that a heartfelt entreaty wasn’t going to work on any of them - even one in earnest wasn’t going to get them to go along with any human, it took a pretty monumental change of heart to alter one of them.

But that was all right. Because Kenzie had a plan.

Near his town of Wytton, there was a very tall hill called Tacon Hill - some called it a mountain, but it was not exactly that immense, it merely looked so in the otherwise fairly flat terrain of their region. In that hill, in a cave deep in the dense woods, lived a very rare specimen - an Alpha Lucario by the name of Nebra, huge and incredibly powerful, and very much a loner. Rumors about him abounded, how and when he’d come here, suggesting that he’d been there maybe a century or more, yet looked for all the world like he was fresh as a youngster…others suggested that he wasn’t nearly that old, but evidence of sightings going back some thirty-odd years was available in the local libraries, so he definitely was not a newcomer. And in that time, he’d fought against his share of power seekers, looking to claim an Alpha Lucario for their own ranks…and even the most skilled and naturally-advantaged Pokémon were repelled forcefully by Nebra, thrashed into defeat and their trainers driven away, with warnings of consequences should they return. And those warnings were not just hot air…a couple of trainers who decided to persist for a second go were dumped at the edge of town, badly beaten up and thoroughly humbled. It wasn’t very common anymore - the warnings were typically pretty effective at keeping trainers from pushing their luck too far - but there were still those who came in and tried their chance once.

Power like that…was in any wonder Kenzie thought it would be ideal for him? One Pokémon who could be victorious against entire teams, who hadn’t lost a battle against stiff competition in thirty years? Of course he would covet that kind of protector, it meant a liberation, a freedom to go where he wanted and not fear wild Pokémon or sketchy trainers who might have ill intent for him. But Kenzie was realistic - there was no chance in the world, none at all, that Nebra would go with him. He could beg all he wanted, the Lucario would turn him away cold. He clearly liked the solitude of his cave, and being outside Wytton for as long as he had, there was obviously no issue with boredom. He wasn’t going to be able to have Nebra by his side as he moved on, that much was for sure.

But…that didn’t mean he couldn’t have Nebra’s POWER. There was another way. He’d done his research, and he was certain that if he could get Nebra’s cooperation, there would be a way for him to get that kind of strength. And he was uniquely equipped for the task, as well, by virtue of his own nature.

There were a few benefits to being a transman, after all.

Of course, that was definitely offset by the drawbacks, one of which was the imperative feeling of need for the power in the first place. Mackenzie had been born female, but it hadn’t taken terribly long for him to realize that that was an error - his feelings just never aligned right with that, and a helpful bit of assistance from some Pokémon in his birth town had affirmed what he’d already started to think - that he was male and ought to show it. Fortunately, with a fairly unisex name, he didn’t have to worry about that part of his identity; though he went more by Kenzie in his new male identity, he didn’t mind his name in the slightest. Not everyone in his situation was so fortunate. Nor were they all with family support, Kenzie was blessed to have parents who, while perhaps having gaps in their understanding, accepted him as he presented himself. And help from other Pokémon had allowed him to transition physically, their chemical influence helping adjust his body to something that was a little more suitable.

In all except one respect. Kenzie could have gone all the way, switched himself down below as well…except, that was the one thing that gave him pause. He simply didn’t have as much desire for a cock as he did for the rest of what made a prototypical male. That had troubled him at first, made him wonder if he really was what he thought he was…thankfully, those supportive Pokémon had aided him a lot in that, telling him that in Pokémon, genitalia was separate from other aspects of ‘maleness,’ and it was perfectly fine for him to be a male but also a breeder. And that was, Kenzie felt, the primary reason he didn’t want to change that part: he wanted to experience that side of childbirth, carry one within him and grow it of his own body, giving way to new life. So assured, he went forth as he was now, male in all the most visible respects but carrying the loins that would harbor new life.

The problem was that some people had a problem with that. Humans who had ideas about what people ‘should be’ and rejecting the notions that there was anything other than what they demanded there should be. Kenzie didn’t fit that definition, and he’d heard plenty of horror stories - people attacking and raping people like him, having their Pokémon attack or restrain or rape them as well, and there was the occasional story that it didn’t stop at just bodily harm. Not to mention those that just ambushed and killed people like him, simply for being different…even those who totally transitioned, if it was found out they used to be something else, weren’t free from being targeted, but there was a subset of the bigots for whom those who didn’t conform to THEIR definition of ‘man’ or ‘woman’ were the primary or exclusive victims of their hate. It was rare for Pokémon, at least Pokémon on their own and not poisoned by their trainer’s beliefs, to have any aversion to such things - to them, that ‘abnormality’ really wasn’t, it was a normal thing in their experience. But this mindset hadn’t pierced all the way into humanity - there were some attitudes changing, but not many and not quickly enough.

And that was what made it hard for Kenzie to leave Wytton. No one knew his secret here, but he didn’t fear them - unlike some small towns, those sorts of sentiments were entirely absent there. Kenzie only kept it secret because he feared what visitors to the town might do if it slipped out, and he didn’t want anyone to feel the guilt about being the one to have set them off. But although he liked Wytton, he was starting to feel like he wanted to see more of the world…something he didn’t want to do without some kind of protection, not when he had something to worry about if it was found out. A powerful companion to keep the bigots and haters at bay…and using the very thing that they hated to make it possible.

Yes, Kenzie had a plan: have Nebra breed him. Have him plant an egg in him, and then hatch and raise the child be his guardian. The powerful Alpha nature, already strong in his bloodline, would be virtually guaranteed to be passed on to a human host - a human impregnated by a Pokémon almost always had very strong traits of the Pokémon who did the deed, as most interventions made their eggs extremely malleable to the genetic influence of the Pokémon, in order to make them hospitable to Pokémon fertilization. The main exception was if there were multiple contributors…not exactly an impossibility in all situations, of course, but Kenzie wasn’t predicting that to be likely here. If all went to plan, Kenzie would have a Riolu, bond with it, help it evolve into a Lucario, and then be all set. And Nebra might never even know that it was plotted out…

———

It was a warm summer day when Kenzie executed his plan. Or at least started the execution…who knew how long it would take to succeed. But he wasn’t worried about that - maybe it would be days before Nebra’s seed took, but that just meant days of getting his cunt pumped by a stud Alpha Lucario…something that Kenzie was somewhat hopeful would be the case.

He certainly had no issue with sex with Pokémon in general - in fact, it was the only sex he’d had. Pokémon were just that much more at ease with situations like his, and their tolerance level made it a lot easier to do the deed with them. The problem was that opportunities were pretty scarce in Wytton, where there were no ‘formal’ locations for those sorts of engagements. Larger cities would often have Poképhilia clubs, licit or not, and usually a few places where Pokémon themselves organized and ran the show, which by definition couldn’t be illegal because Pokémon weren’t bound by those kinds of laws. Still, they could be risky if the wrong person showed up...but a better option than trying to find some secluded spot in town or heading out into the wilds to get some action, both of which Kenzie had had to do before in town. So he was experienced, but not as active as he would have liked to be. A few days of being a bitch in heat to an Alpha Lucario, that sounded like the perfect flood to sate a dry spell.

Oh, and there was that wrinkle, too. ‘Bitch in heat’ meant LITERALLY bitch in heat, or at least bitch literally in heat. The drug he was about to take was going to have two effects on him - priming his ovaries to release altered eggs which could potentially be corrupted and fertilized, and putting him into a fierce heat that was allegedly guaranteed not to end until the breeding had been successful. It was reputedly going to be tough to handle - he’d struggle to focus on anything but sex, his loins would get needy after only a short time without a fresh batch of seed, and going too long without was potentially hazardous. It was mildly risky, but Kenzie was certain Nebra was up to the task.

He took a shuttle from Wytton to the prime drop-off point, and then went up the normal trail for a good couple of hours. The path up the mountain was well-traveled - a lot of people went up there for reasons other than harassing Nebra - and he passed by a few who were walking back down, some of whom he recognized as locals - some early excursions took place, for whatever reasons they had.

The path to Nebra’s cave in particular was not quite so well-defined, but Kenzie had studied it and knew exactly where to look, and he turned off of the main path at just the precise time. From there it was roughly another two miles, not a short walk but isolated, something that was favorable for him. But the first half of it was going to be easier than the second…

About halfway along that branch, Kenzie stopped and ducked off the ill-defined path, taking a look around to make sure no one was following. Satisfied in his solitude, he stripped off every bit of clothing he had on him, and shoved it all under a leaf pile next to an angular tree trunk. The best chance he had of nothing getting stolen, so he could put it back on on his way back…if they were lost, well, he wouldn’t be the first to come down indecently, but it would expose his secret to a few too many people, so he was hoping to avoid that. But to sell the story he wanted to tell, he had to not give any idea to Nebra that he’d planned it, and that meant being far enough away that the Lucario wouldn’t be likely to wander into his belongings.

Now nude, exposed to the world, but thankfully not to anyone else on it, all he had on him was the pill in his hand. Taking a deep breath, he popped it in his mouth and swallowed. The instructions had said roughly thirty minutes to take effect…he’d just take this leg of the path slowly. He’d probably have to walking it barefoot anyway, since it wasn’t exactly the cleanest path. Hopefully it didn’t act slowly, otherwise he was going to risk getting to Nebra’s cave and not being ready for him…

Kenzie continued on from there, heart thudding in anticipation as he trekked over the uneven terrain, watching out for rocks and branches and other detritus that could hurt his feet if he stepped on them. It wasn’t long before a significant distraction popped up, though…an itch or tingle or burn in his loins, a sensation hard to precisely define but very distinct, and a tension and flush of heat deep within him. Far from delayed, the pill had acted faster than expected…Kenzie was starting to sweat not long after he felt the first signs, he wasn’t even sure it had been twenty minutes. He pressed onward, but that need was growing, harsher and fiercer, clouding his head a bit as he felt the urgent need to be satisfied building up. He hadn’t expected it to hit THIS hard…hopefully that would make him even more irresistible to Nebra…

He was stumbling more as the fire coursed through him, flaring up more and more. It was so powerful, Kenzie couldn’t think this was how it felt naturally, it had to be some sensitivity he had, or maybe this induced heat just had different character…he couldn’t control it, couldn’t tamp it down, and it was making him pant harder, breathe in deeper…and start to pick up on the scent of Alpha Lucario in the vicinity. Which only redoubled the fury in his loins and the burn in his body, the scent of such a powerful stud was everything his primed body could have wanted. So clear-headed just minutes before, Kenzie felt like he might go completely mad if Nebra didn’t fuck him RIGHT NOW!

———

Nebra was used to the sound of interlopers. He didn’t necessarily ENJOY it, but he was used to it.

Though, if he was being entirely fair, he didn’t necessarily NOT enjoy it, either. Sure, it disrupted his quiet life, and sure, it was always someone trying to capture him as if they thought they were entitled to his power, and he didn’t like that prospect even if he had every means of warding off such a fate. But sometimes, it was fun to cut loose, and unleash that thoroughly-cultivated and finely-honed power and show another idiot human exactly how outclassed they were. There were times he even got to turn it directly on the human, though he always dialed it back on them - he didn’t want to get in trouble with the gods, just leave a lasting impression.

When he heard the sounds, he stood up, readying himself for another bout of combat. It had been a couple months, so he wasn’t surprised, they were about due. Standing almost a foot taller than the average human, with a frame that was still Lucario lean but slightly broader than normal, and even that didn’t betray the raw power of the muscle underneath. His colors were the familiar ones, except somewhat darker than the usual tones - an alteration by choice back in his younger years. Anyone looking at Nebra would have no doubt of his impressive power, and part of him wished he could flaunt it a little more without making himself a target…well, it was what it was, and he liked a quiet life anyway.

The sounds were getting closer, but Nebra was picking up on something unusual. The first was a voice…it was a human voice, but it sounded strained, heavy, almost…aroused? That wasn’t normal. Surely he was mishearing that…but no, his nose was picking up on a scent. It was a scent of human lust…he’d scented that before, there had been a few humans who had ‘suffered his wrath’ in that fashion over the years, ones he could tell were turned on by the fear of him once he had blown away their protectors. But there was an unfamiliar tenor to it…not quite in line with the usual male or female human he’d come to know, having hints of both, even though it tended closer to male. It gave him pause…humans didn’t approach this way, not by any stretch of the imagination.

Curiously, but still on guard, he stepped out of his den, shielding his eyes from the sunlight for a moment while they adjusted. It didn’t take long for him to zero in on the source of the sound…a human stumbling through the trees, a male by appearance but a breeder by build. Nebra knew it was possible, but he’d never actually encountered one like that before…Pokémon, sure, it was hardly even that uncommon, and he’d left more than a few loads inside them in the past. But it was much less familiar for humans…and he couldn’t help but wonder if there had been trouble, he’d heard stories about that, too…

The human fell over, letting out a cry of pain and agonized need. Nebra hurried over, no longer fearing anything - he was looking at a naked human, clearly no Pokémon on him, not even any clothes, and his aura sense picked up no other human signs anywhere in range. As he knelt down near the human, though, his body was reacting…that scent was HEAT, and that bitch was FERTILE. And that was twigging his instincts something fierce…

“Hey…are you…okay?” Nebra’s voice was strained as he tried to keep himself in control, helping the human onto all fours. “What happened to you?”

“Ah! N…Nebra? Is…is that you?” The human seemed awfully twitchy, heaving hard, clenching down down below, he was clearly leaking heavily down there and it was flooding the air with those enticing pheromones. “I…I got…ah-ambushed…I…they…they made me…swallow something…oh, god, I need…I need it so bad…”

“You…rgh…you got drugged into…” Nebra clenched his jaw shut, images of pounding and breeding the human flashing into his head. That wasn’t right, was it? But…he WAS in need… “I can…try to help you…back down the mountain…”

“I, I can’t, it burns, it’s too much…please, Nebra! Fuck me! I can’t take it anymore!”

Maybe he should have tried to resist a little more…but, if he was being honest with himself, Nebra didn’t want to. Infrequent as it was, fucking humans was a bit of a guilty pleasure for him. Putting them beneath him in such a physical, visceral way was incredibly satisfying, especially when they usually thought themselves so far above him…when he knotted their asses or cunts and flooded him with his seed, they wore that mark forever, a stain in them that would humble them as every Pokémon would know they had been put in their place. Perhaps this one hadn’t done something to deserve a desecration, but he was literally BEGGING for it…and between exposing himself to a bevy of townspeople who would no doubt be all over him, and curing this human’s induced heat the NATURAL way…well, it wasn’t really much of a choice, was it?

———

Kenzie had thought he would need to play it up. At this point, though, he didn’t have to. He really was in agony, it felt like his body was going to rip itself apart if he didn’t get fucked as soon as possible. For a moment, he feared that Nebra wouldn’t do it…but then the Lucario yanked him forward, pulling him onto a thicker patch of grass. He was positioned onto all fours forcibly, the large canine growling a bit as he played with Kenzie like a toy, giving him barely any time to process what was going on. And then he felt that furry body come down on him, the spike pressing into his back…he was definitely feeling the point, but as Nebra dropped down more, it flexed and spread, preventing him from being skewered. His breath caught in his throat as he heard Nebra growl into his ear. “You aren’t my usual intruder…but with a cunt this needy, I’m gonna go JUST as hard on you as any of them.”

“P-please…I don’t care, however you want it!” Kenzie pleaded earnestly, not even really registering that - all he picked up on was that he was getting fucked, and that was all that mattered!

A paw clamped over his mouth, and in the next moment it caught the human’s scream as he was driven into furiously. The Lucario’s cock was pointed, knotted, firm, and HUGE - easily the biggest that Kenzie had ever taken, and he was going far less gently than any previous encounter Kenzie had had. Yet, perhaps it was the drug’s effects, or his prior experience with Pokémon, but his body was yielding much more readily, allowing Nebra to drive in to the deepest depths without so much as a hint of resistance, stretching him out wantonly and making him leak more and more. And it felt so good, that smooth and hot tool rubbing Kenzie in the most delicious way, his desperate twat finally getting the attention it was craving.

Nebra held Kenzie nice and tight as he pounded away, his potent muscles giving him a powerful rutting pace that the human could only hope to endure. With a nice, tight bitch underneath him, how could he ever be upset? And such a yielding one, too, it felt like that cunt was MADE for his tool, and he would certainly sheath all of himself in there more than once before he was done. With every deep dive, every tight squeeze, Nebra was less and less inclined to let Kenzie go until he had FULLY taken care of the problem…he could tell the human was fertile, and even better, could tell he was cross-fertile. And there was a primal excitement in that…Pokémon were almost always fertile, but breeders typically had the say in whether they got knocked up or not. Humans didn’t have that luxury…the thrill of having a bitch under him who couldn’t stop his seed from taking was riling him beyond measure.

Harder he gripped Kenzie, faster he hammered in, his knot only remaining out by his own will - he could easily have overpowered those lips and shoved it in if he wanted to. But he was planning to get the bitch singing at least once first…and it wasn’t long before he hit pay dirt. Kenzie screamed into his paw again, shuddering and spasming as he came hard, clamping down on that canine fuckstick like he was trying to crush it or snap it off. And Nebra just kept thrusting through it, meeting the human’s gushes with his own thick precum, jetting out hard enough for Kenzie to feel the blow inside him. It was beyond sensational, he felt overwhelmed by everything, his body extra-sensitive due to the drug, driving him to take more from the dominant jackal above him.

It required the incredible control of a Fighting-type not to surrender to the urge to be even rougher than before, and thankfully Nebra had that. He wasn’t ready to break the bitch just yet, though the desire to do so was getting ever stronger…he focused on keeping himself just restrained enough to keep himself from burying his knot into Kenzie, which was certainly not very restrained from the human’s standpoint, that cock plowing in ruthlessly and driving the breath from him. He kept Kenzie muffled, ensuring that those screams wouldn’t draw any attention from any human who might get the wrong idea, or any other Pokémon who might want to try to get in on the action - Nebra wasn’t interested in sharing, not this time. His hold tightened on Kenzie as he snarled deep into the human’s ear, a feral sound that was almost as breathtaking as that cock punching into his depths.

What a whirlwind for Kenzie, he was pretty sure he was going to lose himself completely before it was over. That coarse fur scratched against Kenzie’s back, that spike pressed and prodded against his spine, those powerful paws held him possessively, and his cunt was warped around that thick canid staff, surrendering to it fully and completely with the promise of having that burning need sated. The gushes of precum surging into him were helping a little, but they weren’t what he really needed, he needed something thicker, more virile, a much more potent salve to the heat…and even that wasn’t going to be enough, not until his body was primed properly to end the heat with a true quencher. But if he didn’t get at least a little relief, he was going to lose it…desperately he clenched down on Nebra, trying to induce the Lucario to give up his seed to him, pushing back into him as much as he could, that knot ever so close to planting inside him…

Finally Nebra gave in, plugging Kenzie with his knot and letting out a violent cry as he came, spunk geysering forcefully from his trapped cock deep into the human’s body. Kenzie’s eyes rolled back, another orgasm hitting hard as he was forced open and pumped full, shuddering and writhing as he spasmed around that invader, milking it for every drop he could possibly get out of Nebra. And there were a LOT of drops…Nebra, the Alpha Lucario, had a virility commensurate with his elevated status, a veritable flood of pup batter swarming Kenzie’s womb and trying to do as nature intended. He almost wondered if Nebra would knock him up right away…it was supposed to take time, but with virility like this, maybe the Lucario was special in that regard…

Whether that was the case or not, it did at least accomplish something, the feverish heat abating a little bit. Not completely…Kenzie shivered, he hadn’t expected it to be THIS powerful. Had he taken too large a dose? Too late to worry about now…he was sure he was going to need a few more loads and several more orgasms before he was worn down enough to keep from losing it again. He was heaving hard, drinking in Nebra’s potent musk…oh, THAT was going to be a trigger for sure, and there was no escaping it, not as long as he was seeking to be bred. Maybe that was the factor, not the dose but just the outside triggers…but at least it was going to mean a lot of fun…

Nebra growled into the human’s ear, shaking him out of his post-orgasm reverie. “You’re gonna keep quiet, right?” It took a moment for Kenzie to nod, and the paw was pulled away, letting his mouth free so he could take in a bit more air. “Right…I should probably get your name before I knock you up, bitch.”

“Ah…i-it’s…Kenzie…y-you’re…really gonna…get me p-pregnant?”

“I can smell it on you, you’re not gonna be out of this heat until someone’s planted a pup in you. And the way you begged for me earlier, you sealed your own fate…you wanted me, you’ll get everything I can give you, and that means my egg. And I don’t want to hear any complaints about that, you had your chance.”

“N-no, sir, not, not at all…ah, that was…that was so good…you’re so…you’re so big, so powerful…I’ve never been, ah, fucked like that before, I…I need more…”

Another growl, with a lecherous undertone. “Hrrr, thought so…doubt any dinky human dick could ravage you like an Alpha Lucario can. You’re gonna get everything I can give to you…I’m gonna show you just what it’s like being my breeding bitch, gonna ravage you with my FULL power.”

“F-fuck…” Just HEARING those words was revving the lust back into high gear…Kenzie’s fate was sealed for sure, just as he’d hoped. “Show me, Nebra, make…make me your bitch all the way, claim my womb as yours and breed a pup into me!”

Kenzie’s words were having almost as much effect on Nebra as Nebra’s were on Kenzie - combined with the scent of fertile bitch, that earnest plea and that flare of vitality in his aura was about the best trigger one could pull on a Lucario. He gripped Kenzie hard and with a forceful tug unplugged himself from the human, muffling Kenzie’s scream again as his knot was yanked out violently with a very loud and lewd pop. He then flipped Kenzie over, planting the human on his back on the forest floor, his lower half held up by the thighs. Those fierce eyes suddenly flashed blue, and Kenzie choked suddenly, then gasped, air flowing through but no sound coming out…he’d been silenced by psychic control this time, which hold him that whatever Nebra was doing, he was intending to need both paws for it…that was both intimidating and thrilling.

Nebra hadn’t felt this alive in ages…clearly he’d been too pent up, he’d been needing a nice willing bitch to dump his seed into, who wouldn’t fight him or question him and would let him go as hard as he wanted, as much as he wanted, without complaint. His heart was pounding in his chest as he speared in once again, driving his cock in deep into Kenzie and bathing it in his previous load. By the time he was done, the human was going to be swelling with SOMETHING, if not his egg than at least he’d have a cunt bloated with his batter. And that tight hole of his, just begging to be broken in…now Kenzie was in for it, he was going to learn just how to be the bitch of an Alpha Lucario.

Kenzie felt Nebra drive in once again, and then start plowing away at that rapid, forceful clip once again, barely giving him any time to adjust, though his snatch seemed to barely care, allowing the Lucario free passage as much as it possibly could. His mouth was open wide, he was trying to scream for sure but only the rush of air was coming out. Somehow this felt better than the muffling in terms of how much release it gave him, though the imposition of physical control had its own appeal as well. But with now hard Nebra was going already, he clearly wanted more control than one hand could give, and Kenzie wanted that just as much. He was closing in on another orgasm already - it was so quick, his body was too sensitive, that feeling of being filled up already was working him up all on its own and that thick staff churning it up was driving him even wilder. Some of that seed was splashing out, making a mess down the front of his body…it would be replaced before too long, Kenzie knew, and he couldn’t wait.

But he wasn’t truly prepared for what was coming. Suddenly, with a loud cry, Nebra slammed in and powered that knot past his lower lips, making Kenzie’s eyes bug out. And then, with another grunt, he gripped tight and yanked, pulling that same knot right out with another harsh pop, before slamming it right back in, distorting his vaginal opening obscenely with each motion. It wasn’t long before Kenzie’s eyes were rolling back in his head, his mind thoroughly overwhelmed with the incomparable intensity - nothing could possibly have prepared him for this, it was like his pussy was being beaten up by that conquering staff until it complied and let him in and out at will. Were it not a Pokémon, there was no way he could have endured it, and his mind seemed to know this intimately, it was almost breaking down as it was.

Still Nebra was not relenting, intent on breaking the human in all the way. Kenzie had given him this leeway, he certainly wasn’t NOT going to take it…even if Kenzie hadn’t, he probably would have, but permission made it an obligation. And the feeling of his knot breaking open that entrance, making it loosen and succumb to his oppressive power, was driving him even wilder. Now he was the one being probably too loud, his snarls and growls and grunts ringing through the air, but those weren’t going to draw anyone in - quite the contrary, anyone hearing them with even the remotest bit of sense was heading for the hills. Leaving him entirely free to break his bitch, and take his second chance of many chances at knocking him up. It was getting to be a sloppy scene, his old seed and Kenzie’s orgasmic fluids spraying out with force with every push and pull…the human was painted white down most of his front already, and Nebra’s fur was spotted with a fair bit of it as well. All that seed leaving its rightful place…well, he was certainly going to replace it in a hurry.

By now Nebra was going as hard as he could manage, sparing no effort to knotfuck his human bitch. And Kenzie was lost to it, his sense all gone as he was utterly consumed by the sensation, the pleasure, the stretch, the raw force…he was simply a ball of raw existence, no thoughts gracing his head anymore as he twitched, spasmed, jerked here and there under the driving force of the Lucario, occasionally getting more lively as he came hard from the rampant rutting. Nebra wasn’t surprised it was too much for him, but the first breaking was always the roughest…maybe a few days from how he’d be totally conscious all the way through, though knocking someone out with his cock was always something he enjoyed even if that didn’t happen.

But what mattered most wasn’t whether he could remain sensible through it, it was delivering another deluge of jizz into that unguarded womb and trying to make it plant all the way in. And it was that final thought, that renewed memory that he was the only one with any say over the human’s pregnancy, that sent Nebra over the edge once more, another cry ripping from him as that knot finally embedded in and stayed there, squeezed hard by those overtaxed muscles of Kenzie’s loins as he emptied himself into the human once again. It was perhaps an even larger load, primed by the sheer relinquishment of restraint Nebra had shown, unleashing everything he had into his bitch and making him feel another primal pumping of his potent essence. Kenzie’s own was mixing in, though it was clearly outclassed in volume, just making things a little bit wetter for his spunk. It had rarely felt so good, Nebra was more thankful than ever for this unexpected opportunity…and he was sort of torn between wanting to see the bitch knocked up and wanting it to take a while so he could enjoy this for quite a bit longer. Well, Arceus only knew when it was going to end, but he was going to make the most of it…and the thrill of seeing Kenzie swell out from his thick load packing inside him was just one more way he was enjoying this to the fullest.

However, it was clear Kenzie was going to need a break after that…the human was out, panting hard but his mind was totally lost at the moment, overwhelmed by the raw power of an Alpha rutting. Nebra couldn’t help but feel a little pride, grinning as he hauled the human up in his arms, carrying him into his cave to recover a bit. The next however long was going to be a LOT of fun…

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It was definitely not an experience Kenzie was going to forget any time soon. Nebra’s sensational power was the part he hadn’t been able to factor in in his plan, but he certainly wasn’t complaining…particularly because he was usually either too zonked to or silenced by the Lucario. But even if he could have, he wouldn’t have.

Once Nebra started with him, it fell into a rhythm quickly. Unless he was sleeping, Kenzie didn’t have more than an hour or two of down time between each rutting before the heat became too much to handle again, and then he got another virile load fucked into him to settle him down for a little bit longer. Nebra didn’t go as hard on him as he went that first day, but he definitely still did some knotfucking, particularly at the end of the day when it could help put Kenzie out like a light. He wasn’t able to fully handle it, but he was able to last longer before his mind gave out - and he enjoyed every second of it, even though it was taxing as all hell on his body. These rough, ruthless fuckings had for sure ruined him, there was absolutely no hope that a human was going to be able to satisfy him…then again, he was pretty sure he wouldn’t miss that, seeing as he’d never really went for that in the first place.

In between fuckings, he was fed by Nebra to keep up his energy, and tried to make small talk with the Lucario, hoping to avoid revealing anything but not wanting to be too distant either. Nebra was able to tell him some stories from the past, prior encounters with humans and other events in the area, and his own travels…they were sometimes quite fascinating, and seemed to lend credence to the idea that Nebra had been there longer than the actual sightings of him had confirmed. How long wasn’t clear, as Nebra didn’t really keep strict track of time, but he was certainly no youngster…it was impressive that he could look and act so vivacious being older than Kenzie would have expected, but Pokémon didn’t really have strictly-defined lifespans, so it was far from unreasonable.

This lasted several days, Kenzie and Nebra both getting their fill of the vigorous activity and pleasantly draining or filling ruttings. But finally, the day came…Kenzie woke up feeling no heat, but the pleasant plumpness and firmness within him that told him that success had finally come. It was almost surreal, not feeling that heat anymore and finally having accomplished his goal…he was rubbing over his stomach, feeling the egg inside him, halfway between disbelief and euphoria.

Nebra brought him some extra food, to help keep him energized while he worked on the fast-growing egg. “Everything seems to be healthy, as far as I can tell…it’s a good, strong aura, the aura of an Alpha for sure,” he remarked as Kenzie chowed down on some berries.

“Ah…that’s good…of course, I couldn’t imagine it not being, with as powerful a stud as who made it,” Kenzie replied with a bit of redness; even though the heat was gone, Nebra hadn’t diminished in sexiness at all to him.

“Well, when the stock is good, what comes out of it is generally quite good, too.” Nebra smirked at the human a bit. “Which is exactly what you were hoping for, wasn’t it?”

“Uh?” Kenzie felt a bit of a twist within him. “That…uh…y-you…” He gulped a bit; he wasn’t sure how, but the jig was up. “You…figured out out, huh?”

“It was a clever trick, Kenzie, I’ll give you that. And I certainly didn’t notice right away…though, the intense lust was a lot of the reason for that. But I was able to pick up on it over time…you were fixated on the breeding, you were aching for my pup in you, and it was anticipation you were showing more than anything, even at the deepest level. I had my suspicions, someone forced into a situation like that, I wouldn’t expect them to be EXCITED about being bred, they’d be needing it on the surface but dreading it underneath. And the more I thought about it, the more I realized a good reason for that…you were trying to ‘get my power’ by getting my offspring.”

Kenzie flushed deeply. Clearly, the Lucario’s aura sense had managed to get the truth out of him…he’d done his best not to let on, but his subconscious was not in his control. “I…guess I should apologize…”

“There’s no need for that,” chuckled Nebra. “Of all the trainers I’ve had coming here coveting my strength, thinking they could force me, wheedle me, beg me, despite the fact that I clearly never wanted it…you’re the first who was clever enough to think of a workaround. And one that I would eagerly participate in, no less…drugging yourself to the point of desperation, presenting yourself to me so readily, you know how a bitch gets bred. I would say you earned that egg…and it really is the best way for everyone, isn’t it? You get your protective companion, I get to keep my independence. Win-win…most humans only think about one win.”

A nod from Kenzie, feeling a bit of relief that Nebra wasn’t angry about the ruse. “Yeah, I didn’t want to put you out, and didn’t think I could anyway…I guess you getting to enjoy the process helps, too.”

“Undeniably.” Nebra patted Kenzie’s shoulder. “And you’ve earned yourself a rare spot on my good list, too. So…consider this an open invitation. Come back with him, and I can help teach him some of what he’s capable of. And as for repayment…well, I don’t think it’ll be that hard for you to figure out.”

Kenzie couldn’t help but grin a bit. “That’s a price I know I’ll enjoy paying.”