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“Oh, man...Squishy, you gotta stop rooting around in my bag." Alan made a bit of a face as he picked slimy objects out of his pack; some of his various travel and trainer items were covered with gooey slime. “I know you can't help it, but everything in here is a mess now."

Sitting nearby, the big Goodra made an apologetic moan. Alan felt a bit bad even for the minor chiding - Squishy was his only Pokémon and friendly as friendly could be, it was hard to say anything against it even if there was good reason. And it had just evolved a short while ago, too, it was clear that Squishy wasn't really used to the increased slime production yet. Patience was key, but Alan still had a bit of frustration from the fact that he needed to clean everything all the time.

“You really gotta be careful, Squishy, I've got some stuff in here that's expensive, don't know how it'll react to your stuff. If you need something from in here, just let me know, I'll get it, okay?" Squishy nodded, looking a bit embarrassed. “Hey, it's okay. You're still getting used to a new body...heh, you've never had legs before, and never been so big, of course it's gonna be a bit awkward. Just let me help you out, so that we can make things easier for the both of us, okay?"

A not from the Goodra, which put Alan at ease. Squishy might not remember fully, but they'd get there in the end. He dropped the bag, which was mostly empty now; he'd give it a more thorough cleaning later, fortunately they were pretty near a stream which he could use, but he wasn't feeling like it this late in the evening. It wasn't like he was in any rush; he'd get to it tomorrow, and they'd continue on their more or less aimless wandering. Alan didn't really have any idea where he was going, he just wanted to explore a bit, get away from the usual paths where there were trainers who took fights a lot more seriously than he and Squishy did. Especially since Squishy had just evolved, and needed a good bit of an adjustment period.

Squishy had been acting a bit odd lately, and that definitely had him a bit worried; the Goodra was moodier than usual, stressed out, and had been giving Alan looks that he didn't know how to interpret. Asking yielded nothing; Squishy seemed as confused about it as he was. Maybe it was just the evolution messing with him, and he'd get back to normal soon enough. At least, he hoped that was the case...if it wasn't, then there could be issues going forward.

The two of them settled in for the night, Squishy laying down more out in the open while Alan settled in under the trees. He was a bit separated from his Pokémon, but he didn't mind that, especially not tonight. A little privacy was appreciated, since he had...business to take care of. He stripped himself down to nothing, tossing his clothes at the trunk of the tree, and laid back on the ground, stroking his achingly hard cock with almost a desperation. “Ngh...haah...c'mon…"

This had been an odd issue for him lately...it seemed like over the past week or so, he'd been getting more and more horny, for no clear reason. Every now and then it would spike, he'd feel an almost uncontrollable urge to jack off, and it was getting increasingly hard to find times and excuses to get away from Squishy so he could deal with it. At first it had been easy enough to just deal with at night, but then he'd needed more...that day he'd already flogged himself twice, this would be the third time. And on top of that, it felt like it was getting harder to get himself off each time…

And tonight it wasn't just hard. He kept rubbing, kept stroking, but he couldn't get there, he could feel it...the basal pleasure was there, but it was hitting a wall, wasn't getting to that height that it needed to to have him climax. He was starting to pant, feeling himself getting a bit worn down, his arm sore...finally he let go, whimpering a bit at the lack of satisfaction. This was no good, he NEEDED to get off…

Maybe a little extra help.

He sat up and pulled his nearly-empty bag over. Maybe he still had some lube left, or something that would work...he didn't usually finger himself, it had been a long time, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Except, it didn't seem like there was any lube to use...he'd run out a while back and had gotten to stroking himself dry, anything to save a little scratch. He hadn't anticipated this, of course...now he found himself lacking for anything to use.

Well, perhaps not anything. He noticed the slime all over his bag...there was plenty of it, more than enough for him to lube himself. At first thought it felt kind of wrong, using Goodra slime, but...well, the stuff was slick, it was natural, and it wasn't like Goodra were poisonous. And Squishy wouldn't know...it might not even care if it did know. He was probably worrying over nothing, and if it helped put him at peace, all the better.

Mind at ease, Alan collected some of the slime on his finger and rubbed it all over, making sure there was a nice healthy coating. There'd be plenty rubbing off inside him, he didn't want to have to pull out and get more in the middle of it...he also put a bit on his other hand as well, to perhaps ease up his jerking a bit and make it go more smoothly. Settling down on his knees, he started to stroke himself again while working his other hand to his rear. His finger tentatively tried to poke in, and he tried to smear some of the stuff around the hole while he worked on relaxing to let himself in. It took a bit, but he finally was able to poke the tip in...slowly he worked it deeper, rubbing the slime all over his passage to relax it and make the insertion easier. It felt pretty good, nice and cool on contact, what little discomfort there was initially was rapidly dismissed by a pleasant mild heat that arose gradually.

“Mmm...yeah…" he groaned out quietly; it was feeling better by the moment, and he was working his finger in deeper and deeper. It took a bit of searching, but he found that nice little spot inside him that felt REALLY good...it made him tense up a bit, but soon he was back at ease, and stroking himself harder and faster. The slime seemed to be working wonders, the buzz of pleasure in his cock was greater than before on its own, and his ass was feeling great with the coating over the walls, making it easy for him to work on himself on both ends.

Soon he was panting hard, feeling the bubbling energy of his climax start to break through. Switching it up was doing the trick, for sure...he tried to rub his prostate a bit harder, working his finger in and out a bit to ramp up the sensations. He had to bite back his moans a bit, not wanting to get too loud in case Squishy got curious - this wasn't something he wanted to try to explain at the moment. But it was feeling so good, so quickly...and that was just what he needed, he was way too horny to want to make this last too long, he felt like he'd explode if he didn't get off soon.

It still took a few minutes, even working himself as hard as he could manage in this unfamiliar position. But the prodding and the lubed-up handiwork did the trick - with a quiet moan he came, shooting his load onto the grass in front of him. There was a lot of it...it seemed like he was cumming hard and fast and with good volume every time, even if he was doing it multiple times per day. That didn't seem like it should have been the case...but, well, maybe that was part of the reason he was so horny. This one felt especially satisfying, though, he'd had such a hard time getting there, now he'd made it and the release felt like a relief all throughout his body. He slumped back onto the ground as the spurts ended, panting and relaxed more than enough to get himself to sleep. He wiped his hands off on the grass, getting the rest of the stray goo off of them.

That worked better than I thought...guess the slime is good for something. Maybe if I had something to put it in I could use it… he yawned, feeling very sleepy suddenly. Maybe that'll take care of the horniness for a while...will be nice if that's all I needed, just a good round to take care of this once and for all…

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The morning disabused him of that last thought in an instant.

Alan awoke in a sweaty haze. His body felt hot, uncomfortable, and supremely needy - he felt ten times hornier than the previous night, and he had the worst case of morning wood he'd ever experienced. It was almost overpowering, and he had no clue why. Why had it suddenly spiked? It had been bothersome before, but never this bad.

Whatever the case was, he needed to get some relief, badly...but again, stroking himself wasn't having much effect, it was like it just wasn't potent enough to take care of a need this bad. He needed more than his hands this time...he needed a partner, someone else to relieve this insane lust. But he didn't have any partners, no one was around to help him take care of this.

Wait...maybe someone is...but…

He almost wanted to smack himself for even thinking about it. Squishy was a Pokémon! A trusted partner, Alan couldn't take advantage of it like that. But...there was no question he needed some relief, no humans were available at all, and he wasn't about to try to get it from a wild Pokémon, that was just a bad idea. For every argument against it, he couldn't find the one he needed to really get him to stop thinking about it.

Who knows? Maybe Squishy will like it. Not like I haven't heard the stories...we'd hardly be the first trainer/Pokémon pair to have an encounter like this.

Either he was really bad at arguing with himself, or there just wasn't much point to it...but for the second time in as many days, the debate in his mind was over really quickly. He rose and headed over to where he knew Squishy had been sleeping, trying to think about how he' approach it. Heck, he didn't even know if Squishy was a guy or a girl...he'd never really inspected the Pokémon before, and there were no clear signs of that, unlike with some Pokémon. Well, he was about to find out...he was pretty sure his tastes tilted towards the latter, but at this point he wasn't sure he'd be stopped either way.

Squishy wasn't where it'd slept, but Alan could tell it wouldn't be tough to find - the Goodra had left a nice puddle of slime where it had been sleeping, and tracked it off into the woods a bit further down the river. They were getting a little away from where Alan's possessions were, but he wasn't too worried about finding his way back, at least not worried enough that it overrode the lust wracking his body. He followed the tracks a ways on, until he came across Squishy eating some berries from a bush. “Hey, Squishy…"

The Goodra looked back at him, smiling, but also curious. Alan wasn't wearing anything except his hat, a state the Pokémon didn't typically see him in, so it was probably a bit confused. Which gave Alan a bit of pause - did the Goodra even know what sex was? It had never had any sort of partner...certainly he knew they could breed, but maybe Squishy was completely clueless. Again, though, lust won out the day - if he had to, Alan would teach it a thing or two.

“C'mere, Squishy...I'd like to do a couple new things with you today…" he approached Squishy, who remained in place, curious but not obviously bothered by the proposition. He walked straight up until he was right up next to the Goodra...Squishy was significantly bigger than he was, he'd never really noticed just how much the difference was until now. Hopefully this wasn't going to be a huge mistake, because at this point he wasn't sure he could even stop himself.

“Lean your head down...that's right…" Alan's hand reached up and gently pushed on the back of Squishy's neck, trying to signal to the Goodra to lower himself down. Slowly it did, until its head was just about at the same height as Alan's...then Alan moved his hand, placing it at the back of Squishy's head and pulling him in a bit. His lips met the Goodra's face and he started to kiss him, working his tongue a bit into the surprised Pokémon's mouth. For a moment it was just him, playing with his Pokémon's face and trying to get him interested...and then Squishy responded, almost mimicking Alan with a slimy paw on his head and a tongue being pushed into his mouth.

He was almost immediately halfway overwhelmed. Squishy's tongue was MUCH bigger than his own, and it filled up his mouth pretty effectively. Like everything else about Squishy, it was coated in slime, and the slime got all over his mouth, and further - it pushed past his mouth and into his throat, spreading the slime all over the place. Again, it was cool to the touch, but made an odd heat arise in him...it felt good, gave his head a bit of a buzz and his body a bit more juice. He lost himself in the makeshift kiss a bit, rubbing up against Squishy and enjoying the feel of his body.

And then he felt something long and rubbery rubbing up against his leg and front. It took a bit of coaxing, but he got Squishy to break away from the kiss so he could look down. Well, now he knew for sure: Squishy was indeed male. And quite the male, with a dick that was gigantic, and got worryingly thick at the base...Alan had never had sexual relations with another male before, and certainly not with a Pokémon. But at the moment, he was willing to take anything that would help take care of the lust flooding through him.

He reached out and touched the tip of Squishy's cock, getting a low keen out of the dragon. The conical length was rather pliable, compressing a bit beneath his grasp, and felt warmer than the rest of the Goodra's body. It squirmed and writhed a bit in his grasp; as he moved his hand down a bit, the tip curled down to wrap around a digit, showing a deft prehensility that caught Alan off-guard. There was, of course, a copious amount of slime all over the shaft, and more coming out as he slid his hand across it. It was so foreign to him...but that didn't stop it from being what he needed to take care of his urges. In fact it might have been been helpful, somehow it seemed less weird to him than if it had looked more like what he was familiar with…or maybe that was just the horniness talking, trying to distract him from the fact that he was about to ask a Pokémon to fuck him raw.

He stepped away from Squishy, and turned himself around. With how big the Goodra was, Alan wasn't sure he wanted to get down on the ground, that might have been too much weight for him to handle...so instead he squatted a bit, pushing his rear end out for his Pokémon to take advantage of. His face burned hot, but he was so aroused he hardly cared anymore what he was doing...certainly he wasn't thinking about any future implications. “C'mon, Squishy...use that instinct of yours to do what you gotta do…"

Squishy only took a few moments to respond to the prompting; apparently instinct was doing its job. He stepped up behind Alan, arms wrapping around him and lifting him a bit, holding him back against his body as he tried to jab his thick cock into the human's ass. His first attempt was no good - instead he just slid along Alan's crack, leaving a thick streak of goo along the cleft. That was a very weird sensation, slimy and slick all over his rear end...he shifted a bit and pushed himself up, trying to help Squishy get a better aim, which only seemed to result in the opposite problem. Now Squishy's thrust went low, dragging a thick trail of slime along his taint, balls, and the underside of his dick. Alan let out a slightly shaky moan as he felt that prehensile dick twist around his own, covering it with an abundance of his natural fluids...with the size difference, the Goodra shaft at least twice the length of his own and considerably girthier, it wasn't difficult for Squishy to leave his slime all over Alan's dick, coating it pretty much completely. His sack got the exact same treatment, almost dripping with the stuff by the end...it felt so warm, and he felt his arousal get even more fierce, to the point where he was borderline desperate.

They tried again, and got a couple more misses in each direction, ensuring that Alan was plenty messy by the time they finally connected. The persistence paid off - the tip of Squishy's pole wedged into Alan's tight hole, slipping in unhindered. The slickness was incredible, making it very easy for Squishy to get in despite the size, and reducing any discomfort Alan was feeling, though it wasn't much thanks to the raging lust. He expected Squishy to start pounding in...but he didn't get it, instead the Goodra hefted him up in the air, lifting him until he couldn't touch the ground, and allowed him to slowly slip down while wiggling his dick around, working it deeper inside.

It was a very strange feeling...nothing like his finger, the size and texture and movement was all entirely foreign to Alan. But it felt incredible. He was getting opened up wide, but slowly, and the slime was dulling any pain or discomfort with incredible speed, to the point where he barely felt anything other than the buzz of pleasure from the penetration. And that continued even as the length and thickness of the Goodra's cock became more obvious...deeper and deeper it pushed in, pressed against his walls, pushed out even a bit against his body so that it was visible against his stomach. He could have rubbed it with a hand, if he wasn't too busy clinging to Squishy to do so...but it felt so good, he was giving off quiet moans and pants as the need was finally getting addressed properly.

The increase in depth was getting slower over time, until Alan had about 2/3 of the giant shaft embedded in him. His hole wasn't stretching easily for the rest of it, he was definitely feeling the strain more now...yet, part of him wanted it, even if he already had way more cock inside him than he thought he could handle. Maybe it was that aching lust that had taken him over...whatever the case, he couldn't deny or reject it. He held himself close to Squishy, tried to relax...and the goo was helping, soothing the senses and helping his hole warp a bit to accommodate such a monster inside him.

The weirdest part of it, though, was that it wasn't just a stiff, thick piece of meat resting steadily inside his rear. No, it squirmed around inside him like a living thing, twisting and turning and coiling around, poking and pushing in ways he hadn't ever imagined. Not that it felt bad - on the contrary, the thing pushing against his prostate over and over without a single thrust was definitely giving him a good deal of pleasure, and it kept flexing against his walls and soothing them with added application of the generous slime. But still, the crazy motion of it made it feel otherworldly, really put in stark sight the oddness of the creature he was letting into his rear.

Finally, he felt like he was ready for the real action. Or at least as ready as he'd ever get. Or maybe he just couldn't wait any longer. He gave a quick, eager nod towards Squishy. “G-go ahead, boy...give it to me…"

Squishy was all too happy to comply with that request. He leaned forward, pushing Alan onto the ground on all fours - the human only just reacted in time to brace himself before he was on the ground with a Goodra bearing down on him. Thankfully he didn't lean down right on top of Alan, instead staying more upright while still holding the human close...and then the thrusting started, and he was lost. The huge cock pounded into him at a steady pace, pumping him hard and making his gut bulge out a bit with every insertion. He cried out loud now, the pleasure becoming overpowering...his own self-control had evaporated in the haze of pleasure, he rocked back and forth, crying out and pushing against Squishy's thrusts, his prostate getting mashed by the thick cock in just the right places each time.

He had little doubt Squishy was enjoying it as well - the loud, constant keens from the Pokémon above him were trilling with pleasure, a tone he'd learned to identify since Squishy's evolution. It wasn't usually so heavy and warbly as this, probably due to this being a very different sort of pleasure, but familiar all the same...it give Alan chills, made him feel happier than ever, and he wasn't quite sure why. Not to mention the slime, it was more productive than ever, smearing all over his back and causing the Goodra's cock to slurp loudly as it left more and more inside him. Everywhere it touched made him feel oddly warm, in the best way he could imagine.

Between the growing energy of the Goodra and Alan's own rocking backwards, Squishy was getting deeper inside him. It was already a lot, already enough that Alan could feel it pushing against his midsection and making it bulge on every thrust, but there was still more to go and both of them seemed intent on getting it in. Each drive in tested the human further, stretching his ring a little more as a fraction of the incredibly thick shaft worked its way into him. The twisting and turning got more forceful, helping the Goodra get in deeper and almost stretching his walls actively to force them to loosen up, while nailing his most sensitive spots like he'd practiced it for years. Alan could feel himself opening wider and wider...it felt like he should be at his limit each time, and yet Squishy proved otherwise, embedding a bit further in on the next thrust and sending his pleasure even higher. His body was buzzing and tingling, he was amazed he hadn't cum yet, though also glad that he wasn't getting out of the game early.

Squishy was starting to pound harder and faster now; his cries were punctuated and desperate, it was clear he was almost there. His shoves became more insistent, burying himself faster inside Alan, who only welcomed it - he wanted it all, just as badly as the Goodra wanted it in there. Squishy also wasn't pulling out as far, leaving the bulge present in Alan's stomach, just changing size, an odd sensation but still feeling incredibly good to the human. He was taking fistfuls of grass, squirming around on the huge dick that was working him over, vision becoming a bit blurry as he closed in on that ultimate peak…

And then he felt one final thrust push Squishy all the way in, slimy hide thumping against his rear, and that was all. Alan's eyes screwed shut tight and he yelled as he blew, thick spurts of seed shooting all over the grass underneath him...but it was nothing compared to what was going inside. Squishy's loud call was the only warning before he felt a huge wave of fluid rush inside his body, rapidly filling him up and adding to that extension of his stomach. It was thick, slimy, hot, not dissimilar to the Goodra slime he'd gotten all over him, just...MORE of all of those qualities, distinctly different even if similar. But nothing struck him quite like the volume - it came hard and fast, without a break, pushing deep into his body and pushing his stomach out in a hefty swell. The bloating sensation was unlike any he'd ever had...even that, though, didn't feel bad, or maybe it was just the high from his orgasm that was preventing him from noticing any discomfort. Yet, his tapered off, and Squishy's was still going…

He wasn't sure how long it was, but his gut was nice and round by the time the volume seemed to be easing off. Squishy didn't seem to be fully done, but he was pulling out a bit...as he did, he felt the thick slime get even thicker, almost like it was clinging to his walls, an odd sensation though not unwelcome. But finally the Goodra seemed to be sated, and pulled all the way out of Alan, letting go of the human and letting him slump onto his side on the ground, panting hard, heavily bloating and hot from the inside out, a bit dizzy from the whole ordeal, but incredibly satisfied. More than he ever had been in memory...that crazy level of arousal seemed to have abated. Maybe that really was what he'd been needing...he noticed Squishy standing above him, leaning back a bit...the Goodra's face was flushed, and he had a rather bashful expression, like he'd just realized what he'd been doing. Alan was sure he would have to assure him that it was fine, that he'd loved it and wanted what had happened...even if he was a bit embarrassed about it himself.

It took a bit of time for him to become aware that he wasn't getting any less bloated. As his senses came back to him, he realized, with the amount that was in him, the pressure from his gut, he should have been gushing Goodra cum out of him...but there wasn't even a trickle leaking out of his rear. He pushed a bit, and immediately felt a pressure inside him, one that stopped him instantly as it didn't feel very good. His breathing quickened a bit as he felt panic welling up - he looked like he was pregnant or swallowed a watermelon whole or something, but everything was stuck in there, why wasn't it coming out?

A keen from Squishy brought him back - the Goodra was now looking anxious, concerned for him. He couldn't panic, couldn't make the Pokémon think he'd done something wrong...he rolled himself into a sitting position, calmed his breathing, and gave a strained smile to Squishy. “No, no...it's okay...I'm fine...just...didn't expect this...that's all…" Squishy didn't look quite as relieved as he'd hoped, but at least seemed to calm down a bit. And that's what Alan had to do as well, he knew that panic wasn't going to change a thing. Best thing he could do was get cleaned up, so they could keep going, maybe a bit of movement would help work the stuff out of him.

If he could get moving, that was...he felt oddly content just sitting there, maybe still a bit fuzzy in the head. Despite the weirdness of it, once again, he couldn't deny that it felt oddly good...a heavy but comfortable pressure deep inside, with a warming heat that seemed to spread through his body, making him a bit sluggish. And it was so heavy...he could hardly believe the weight of it, Squishy's slime had never felt this heavy before. Then again, this wasn't his slime...but he couldn't imagine that semen had that much more weight to it than this. It felt like it sloshed around him a bit inside, whenever he tried to move...rolling over turned out to be a chore, his body was almost fighting against it and the weird way his stomach felt and bulged made him have to move in unfamiliar ways just to get to his feet.

It was definitely a different experience walking with such a weight in his midsection...he found it a bit tiring, even the few steps to the river were rather a pain on his legs, and he struggled a bit to keep his balance thanks to the movement of the slime inside him, throwing off his center of mass. Each step seemed to make the fluid swish around a bit...how, he didn't know, it didn't feel like there was room for it to move anywhere, and it had to be under incredible pressure. And then there was the stuff sticking inside that was keeping it in...that was uncomfortable too, if he stepped wrong or stretched his body in certain ways he could feel a pulling or tugging inside him, the stuff making sure it clung without fail to his walls. He still had no idea what that was, but he hoped it wasn't going to stay in there long, it would make things a lot more inconvenient.

It was easier once he was actually in the water, a bit relieved of the weight and able to relax more...thankfully, Goodra slime tended to come off easily in water, due to being a water-based fluid in the first place, and it made cleaning himself fairly easy from the outside. And it offered a nice, cooling contrast to the warm stuff...he'd never really noticed how warm the slime was, it seemed like it should have been cooler and clammier. Not to mention the seed...the heat radiating from within him was quite the contrast to the cool river water, it felt weird but good, better than the stretching itself for sure, in fact it felt like it made the bloat and stretch more tolerable. All in all he couldn't complain much, he'd gotten what he wanted and the only real drawback was having to wait for the stuff in his gut to get out.

There was just one problem: his aching, persistent erection.

He was still hard, still quite horny even after all that...sure, he'd had his release, he felt better than he had before, but he could already tell that it was only going to be a temporary reprieve. And he had no idea how long he had before that temporary reprieve was exhausted. Reaching down to touch it, he felt very little...it almost was unpleasant to make contact with himself, the way his touch provided so little sensation.

Something was clearly wrong...had he made a serious mistake letting Squishy screw him?

His body cleaned off on the outside, he trudged back over to the campsite, Squishy following behind. There was a definite increase in his curiosity now...he wasn't making any moves, but Alan had a feeling it was only a matter of time, the way he was acting. Concerned, yes, but something else was there, something Alan assumed was a want or desire of some sort. He'd probably broken open some sort of floodgate, it was going to be hard to go back...if he even could, with the issues his own body was giving him.

Maybe he had to consult with his PokéDex...perhaps it could tell him something about Squishy's behavior and if he'd done something that would end up being a problem. It might have actually been a good idea to do that before letting the dragon rut him, but it was a bit late for that now...thankfully, the device hadn't been damaged by Squishy's slime, and Alan was able to wipe it off and start fishing through it for information on Goodras. He'd not really looked through all the sections before, and it surprised him that there was an entire section on reproduction and sexual habits, which turned out to be very frank and straightforward.

Maybe this kinda thing is way more common than I thought...if they're getting detailed, there's no way they're not just accepting that it happens.

And as it turned out, there was a lot of very good information on Goodras...and it answered a lot of Alan's questions, more even than he expected.

[Goodra appears to have a preferred mating season, occurring throughout the springtime. Breeding is possible outside this season but requires more effort to engage. During mating season, also known as rut, Goodra secretes a pheromone of high potency from all its fluids. This pheromone has indiscriminate effect, with higher potency to creatures capable of reproduction with Goodra as well as humans (believed to be a recent adaptation). Pheromones are easily absorbed through the skin or other tissues to induce arousal; additional signals to the brain direct arousal to be sated through reproduction, especially with Goodra, rather than self-stimulation. Pheromone potency is increased if absorbed internally, or through the genitalia. Prolonged contact creates persistent heat in females and erection in males, with additional compounds preventing negative effects of priapism from sustained erection. For this reason, Goodra rut pheromones are frequently used as an erectile dysfunction treatment and recreational sex stimulant.

Goodra males secrete a large amount of fluid upon ejaculation, which is increased during rut. Goodra semen during rut contains higher doses of pheromone than all other fluids, in order to promote repeated matings; combined with the large volume, this can result in the urge to mate with a Goodra being sustained for several days following a single encounter. Upon conclusion of mating, Goodra secretes a thick fluid that acts as a mating plug, preventing leakage of semen out from the partner. This compound restricts mating with other creatures, but the shape of the Goodra penis allows it to breach a mating plug. This allows for repeated mating with Goodra, while preventing competition from other males.

Goodra mating fluids have properties allowing for excessive distention of the body without harm to the mated partner. Combined with the mating plug, this can allow for repeated sexual encounters to create heavy expansion to the point of immobility. It is inadvisable to allow this to happen during rut, as mobility may be removed until the end of the season, with the partner unable and unwilling to resist further sexual encounters. Distention appears to terminate at a certain level of expansion, with additional fluids broken down more rapidly to sustain the effect. This effect is rarely fatal, as Goodra take care of mated partners who have been immobilized by instinct, but it presents a high inconvenience for traveling trainers, especially in remote locations. Compounds to dissolve mating plugs are available at most Pokémon centers; it is advisable, if a trainer has a Goodra in rut or plans to enter an environment where Goodra are present, to carry multiple doses at all times.]

Alan laid the PokéDex off to the side with a groan, looking over at Squishy. “So YOU'RE the reason I've been so damn horny lately!" The Goodra gave a quiet keen, almost apologetic. “So this stuff's stuck inside me for who knows how long, and as long as it's there I'm gonna have this insane need to be fucked by a Goodra again...and it's gonna make me swell out more and more each time. I hope you're prepared to take care of me for a change, buddy, because if you rut me until I can't move, that's what's gonna have to happen."

It was far from the ideal situation, for sure, but there was nothing to do but try to take action. Alan knew there was a Pokémon Center about two days away from them...if they could make it there, he could get the plug dissolved and maybe figure out a way to take care of himself and Squishy that wouldn't be trouble for either of them. So it made the most sense to just pack up and get going.

Even then, it wasn't as easy as he thought. Thanks to his over-full belly, neither his pants nor his shirt fit properly, and they hindered his movement even more if he tried to leave them on...he gave up after a little bit and just tossed his clothes into his bag, he would travel naked as far as he could, and then do something makeshift to keep himself halfway decent, if that was even possible. And then as they started to travel in earnest, he felt a good deal slower than usual, the weight in his gut was more of an obstacle than he had thought it would be. Having to lug around such a significant mass in his core was harder than carrying a heavy bag...there was no way to adjust it, to find the sweet spot where it wouldn't be as much of an issue, he was stuck with it and it was making him slower and more quickly tiring him. Like he had just eaten six full meals and was trying to take a hike…at this rate, the two days was looking more like three.

How do fat people do this? Heck, how do pregnant women do this?

And the constant arousal didn't help...nor did the fact that Squishy was getting more touchy-feely with him. He knew full well what that meant now: Squishy was a Goodra in rut, and would likely be seeking satisfaction again before too long. And Alan already knew he was going to give it to him...heck, the way his brain was buzzing with lust, he wasn't so sure he wouldn't be the one to ask. Either way, that bulge and weight was only going to get larger, and movement was only going to get harder...and while part of him knew that was going to be trouble, the pheromone-addled sector wasn't really finding a problem with it.

I guess the question is...am I going to make it to the Pokémon Center before I get too heavy to walk?