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Hailey took the silicone-coated pokemon sex aid and pushed one end into her well lubed snatch, folding the smaller rod into her pussy as it was pushed further in. She sighed, moaning as the thick faux-cock made itself at home inside her. When she let go and it bounced happily, Thomas knew he was in trouble, but he couldn't help himself. The man shifted to be on all fours, presenting the two plugged holes for Hailey's pleasure. He knew if she tried to take him orally, it would end badly, he just hoped she knew that as well.

Carmen was the first to notice what was about to happen, checking to make sure her trainer was okay as a spur of the moment thing between deep lunges onto the thick Druddigon cock beneath her, only to realise he was ass-up, head-down before a monster cock worn by Hailey. The Goodra stared in astonishment, which caught the Druddigon's attention. The Bewear trainer was next, noticing that the two dragon types were staring in open-mouthed amazement at something behind the Slaking instead of going at it like a pair of Bunnelby in heat. She looked up to the clown-faced pokemon, indicating with a glance that he needed to move so she could see. The Slaking shuffled to the side so he could look as well while keeping her firmly attached to his cock. Needless to say the Bewear felt them shift and also looked to see the cause.

Ronda noticed as well, tapping Miriam on the back of the head which got the Sawk and Throh interested; the brothers remaining oblivious while eating the women out. Lastly the threesome in the alcove realised all the sound had stopped, and swivelled around to stare at what was going on. Thomas looked at the collection of lustful stares swapping from him to the massive cock behind him. It was deeply embarrassing but also incredibly exciting, the whole situation heightening his arousal to levels he'd not thought possible. Then everything else vanished from his mind as he felt a claw wrap around the base of the buttplug. His breathing hastened and his eyes clenched shut as he mentally prepared for what was about to happen.

Whatever Thomas was expecting, it didn't hold a candle to the rollercoaster of sensations his body went through in the next few seconds. With a visceral pop the plug was pulled free, Hailey's claw wrapping around the thin part to help slide it off his arse rather than just straight out pulling it. The initial pain was short and sharp, but it was blown away by a different kind of pain. The plug was quickly replaced with the first few inches of the massive Thrust Rotom, the rod pushing the cum inside Thomas's arse like the plunger of a syringe. Except unlike a syringe, this one was textured. Not in any natural way, like veins or organic bumps and spikes. No, this had regular ridges every half an inch running down the entire top surface of the cock, while spaced the same distance along the lower half was a series of bumps.

He could feel his belly inflate as the liquid was pushed further and further inside, the cock displacing over half a gallon of space by the time it was fully inside his body. Just when he thought he was going to burst Thomas felt the bulbous 'balls' press against his own comparatively tiny set of seed-makers. He groaned at the sheer fullness he felt. The whole room let out sympathetic gasps, moans and sighs. Miriam whispered “I can't even take that thing…" All eyes turned from the stuffed Thomas to the glazed eyes of Miriam. Realising she was now the center of attention, she dove back down on the Throh trainer's cock with extra determination.

It took a moment, but the rest of the room descended into a chaotic mess of wet slaps, messy slurps and grunted moans as most eyes remained on the man getting his arse penetrated with a massive sentient cock but continuing to fuck each other in insatiable states of lust. Hailey chuckled at the group's carnal explosion, the room in a state of heightened arousal the likes of which she hadn't seen in a long time. She looked down to her pet, the latex Gothorita. The shiny skin and incessant moans far too cute to ignore.

Thomas felt himself emptying, the massive cock withdrawing. It was a sensation like none other. As the bulk of the rubbery Rotom pulled out, it created a vacuum, pulling his insides back in tight in its stead, the volume of cum inside him being pulled along for the ride, though deep within he swore he could feel some sort of obstruction. There was a brief reprieve from feeling like his gut was being sucked out as the faux cock halted a couple inches from the end, Thomas' entire passage throbbing with his heartbeat as he waited for the inevitable thrust.

Hailey didn't disappoint. With a forceful thrust, she buried the foot-long cock to the hilt, the visceral sound echoing around the hewn-rock chamber as Thomas' eyes went wide. The cum building up at the front of the Thrust Rotom was enough to help stretch his passage before the rubbery beast, and allowing for considerably faster movement with the constant lubrication of his insides. Again she withdrew to the man's sighing relief before ramming the tool home again. Thomas tried to speak, wishing for the pokemon mistress to go faster, harder, but the intense sensation overrode all forms of speech the man was capable of, reducing his voice to simple, loud grunts.

Carmen was driven so close to the edge watching her trainer - her master - fucked in such an extravagant way. She practically slammed her body against the other Dragon-type, the two playing as rough as they would have in an arena. Their tails thrashed against the stone with each thrust, vibrations reverberating through the underground hotspring as everyone's attention became split; unable to decide between the two dragon pokemon rutting as though there were no tomorrow and the latex Gothorita being given over a foot of thick Rotom care of a Mega Blaziken Dominatrix.

Miriam and Ronda decided sucking the trainers off was no way to do it if they wanted to watch the action, and pulled their hips up off their respective partner's faces. Without hesitation, both women slid forward, burying the trainer's cocks in their deliciously wet pussies. The brothers sighed, their cocks impaled within the two incredibly horny women. Ronda grabbed the Sawk's cock and dragged him over to her kneeling form. Positioning the pokemon so she could still watch Thomas get plowed, she swallowed the blue member in one go, her throat muscles rippling against its sides as she gulped down on it, desperate for the creamy filling she hoped to find.

Ronda was the first of the competitive pair to get her mouth back around a pokemon's member, but Miriam was quick to follow, the Throh's thicker but shorter cock stretching her lips as she suckled it's red girth. “Mmmmmm…." She moaned into it, building up a slow bounce on the trainer's hips. Popping free she licked her lips “Fuck me this is good…" The words were no sooner out of her mouth than she was back on the thick cock, sucking noisily.

The clown-faced trainer in the alcove had her concentration broken as the two males began thrusting with renewed vigour. The trainer dressed as red pistoned into her well-used pussy. The soft, puffy folds gently caressed his member as he roughly nailed her against the Passsimian, who had increased his pace as well. After a few moments, the two managed to find a rhythm that worked, their hips impacting the woman at the same time to create a squelching sandwich of sensual moans.

Driven to match the sheer display of Dominance Hailey was exerting, the Bewear and Slaking picked up their act. The Bewear lifted his trainer just enough to get his thin cock tip to slide within her slick folds, slamming her down with as much force as he could muster without injuring her. Her eyes just about popped out of her skull at the sudden impalement, but instead of screaming in a mix of pleasure and pain, all she could manage was a high-pitched muffle as the Slaking grabbed her head. With a firm shove he rammed his girthy member so far down her throat that her nose ground into the pokemon's belly fur.

After several minutes of slow pistoning thrusts, Hailey could tell the party-goers were slowly coming to their limits. The Pikachu-clad Bewear trainer was first to slide over the edge, her moans dropping from a whined protest of being dominated to the guttural groan of a full body orgasm. Her legs shook uncontrollably as her two lovers came to their own climax, filling her with their hot seed as she hungrily gulped it down.

The Druddigon was next, Carmen's enthusiasm proving too much for the pokemon as he roared loud enough to shake the very foundations of the building above them. Grasping the Goodra tightly, he thrust his length in to the hilt, with Carmen writhing about atop him frustratingly trying to push herself just that little bit closer to the edge. “GOO!" She yelled at the other dragon type, who blinked at her with glazed eyes and growled his response. “GOO! GOO!" Whatever she was asking, he seemed either uninterested or unable to comply as he continued pumping his seed into Carmen.

The roar seemed to drive everyone else closer to their own climax, and within a minute Ronda was shuddering atop the Sawk trainer's hips, deepthroating the blue cock of his pokemon as though her life depended on it. The Sawk came before his trainer, firing volley after volley of seed down the instructors gullet before popping free to send a couple blasts across her chest and face. That in turn set off the Throh next to them, slathering Miriam's throat with ropes of gooey hotness. The woman moaned into it, winking to the oblivious Ronda as she redoubled her efforts on the man's cock in her needy pussy. The two brothers watched as each of their pokemon came and chose that moment to wrap their hands around their respective partners waists before thrusting upwards in synch with a hard and fast rhythm.

In the alcove, both the trainer dressed as Red and the Passimian were reaching their own sensual crescendos, the lady clown between them riding her fifth climax of the session. She'd been in a state of pure bliss since only moments after watching Hailey go balls deep within the latex Gothorita. Her two partners fucking her through an intense series of orgasms that seemed to just chain one into the next, the warmth of their bodies combined with the cool stone and humid air just ramping up the whole sensuality of it. But as the man began his uncoordinated desperate thrusts prior to ejaculation, she felt her body react.

As Red groaned lustfully, slamming his hips into the woman she reacted by tensing up, her face frozen in a silent scream of pure pleasure as the man's hot seed painted her inner walls. Her arse clenching tight around the Passimian's tool caused the pokemon to begin his late-stage thrusts before burying himself within her spasming passage. The three quivered together, their fluids pumping this way and that, bodies heaving with sweat as the three ground to a collective climax within the moist alcove.

Seeing the sensual carnage develop around her, Hailey was brought to her own limit. She could tell from the buzzing of the Rotom inside her that it too was in the same edging state. Looking down at the bound and gagged Thomas beneath her, she sighed happily. The perfect end to the night. With several more thrusts she squeezed her muscles in such a way as to start the Rotom vibrating inside the man's arse.

It was too much for Thomas. Feeling the pace pick up drove him closer to another climax, but as the thick intrusion began humming powerfully within his bowels, he could hold back no longer. Moaning whorishly he slammed his rear back against the tool over and over in time with his own spurts of wasted seed, his fluids mixing with that of the multiple donors in his latex suit. The enthusiasm seemed to pay off as Hailey seemed only a few thrusts behind him.

With a loud growl, her claws dug into the suit - not enough to break it but more than enough to make their presence known - and slammed the Thrust Rotom full force into the man's rear. It erupted with a cascade of hot seed, flooding Thomas' bowels as he could do naught but hold on and pray. The torrent didn't seem to subside after several thick loads, in fact; they only seemed to get bigger as they went. It wasn't long before thomas couldn't take any more and began to yelp in pain with each burst of seed.

Hearing this, Hailey withdrew enough for the Rotom to pull from the man's arse, but not to pull from the entirety of the suit. A blast of hot Rotom cum splattered against Thomas' balls and cock, driving him quickly into a secondary orgasm as his privates were so forcefully manipulated by the gush of fluid.

Hearing the whines and yelps of Thomas finally drove the rest of the room over the edge. Miriam and Ronda were quickly filled with the brother's cum, Miriam sliding into her own climax from the visual of Hailey cumming buckets into the latex-clad man, his suit slowly inflating from the sheer volume of cum being poured into it. The pregnant bulge wobbled like jelly as the sound of water splashing against rubber thrummed through the cave-like space.

The damp air, the smell of sex and the gigantic member filling his body with hot cum caused Thomas' mind to flash back to the Rhyperior over a week earlier, the massive pokemon having happily used the man for it's release in the same way as the Blaziken just had. He acknowledged his accepted status as a pokemon slut and moaned Haileys name as the Rotom continued to fill the suit with its lewd juices. If this was heaven, Thomas would be happy to die right then and there. But as it was, he sighed with every pulse of poke-cum until the thick, possessed dildo had emptied itself.

Hailey wasted no time ramming the buttplug into the suit's arse, plugging it up to keep all the spunk nicely contained within. But she gave the man a surprise by shoving it extra deep to plug his own hole as well. He cried out in pleasure at the rough handling before collapsing on the stone floor. With a contented wheeze he looked over to Carmen, but what he saw broke him from his satisfied daze.

Roughly humping a near-unconscious orange-painted Druddigon, Carmen was close to tears. Her moans turned to wails and then sobs as the rest of the party looked on. It was Hailey who walked over to speak to her first, unhooking Thomas from the floor in the process. He couldn't hear what was said, but after the bird pokemon leant down to whisper in Carmen's ear, the Goodra fell to the side, hugging her. Thomas unsteadily got to his feet. The attention was back on him. He could barely walk - and it showed - but with pure determination he made it over to his pokemon.

“Heya srheetie…" He placed a latex hand on her shoulder, pulling her into an embrace. Thomas looked down at the limp draconic member. He sighed, understanding what the problem was. Thomas looked to Hailey, who nodded in acknowledgement. “C'non, let'sh go dack do da hotel." He said, the mouthpiece still slurring his speech.

Sadly she looked to the latex Gothorita costume, then to the rest of the party. “Goo… Goodra?" Carmen asked, gesturing to the rest. Hailey laughed, slapping the man's latex arse and causing the whole costume to wobble around Thomas' frame as gallons of cum and pre sloshed about the space.

“I'z taken jusht a-out aww I can take hor tonight." Thomas chuckled, turning himself around in her grasp so she can help him walk. “Heshidesh, we hah an early shtart to-orrow." He squeezed her gently, comfortingly. Carmen sighed, taking one last look around the room. Everyone waved her goodbye with big friendly smiles. Miriam and Ronda both blew her kisses, the latter giving the pokemon a sultry wink. Cheered up a little by everyone's attitude she helped the wobbly man to the exit.

“Don't be a stranger, drop on by when you're in town next. We'll have another party." Miriam grinned as the two waved goodbye to the room of cum-soaked trainers and pokemon.

It took nearly a half an hour for the pair to make it back to the hotel, including nearly ten minutes just to get out of the gym given the long winding ramp and dodging all the party detritus. But eventually Thomas opened the hotel room door and nearly collapsed onto the bed. But Carmen was there for him. She guided the man to the bathroom, where the two closed the door to prevent what they knew was going to happen next from spreading to the carpet.

“Thanks, beautiful." Thomas gasped as Carmen popped the seal on the gothorita mask, allowing it to be pulled free from the man's head. His lips were red from being stretched round the silicone tube all night, but otherwise the rest of him glistened with a mixture of sweat and cum. She smiled weakly at his expression of love, keeping her eyes on the task at hand. Thomas couldn't help but notice how withdrawn she was. “Hey," he said, trying to get her attention. When she refused to acknowledge him he turned her face towards his with an inflatable black mitten. “Carmen."

“Goo." She said, chin wavering as she tried not to cry. She popped the seal on the back of the Gothorita suit, the tension of the inflated latex combined with the slickness of the cum within practically peeling it from the man's body down to his waist. Thomas gasped when the cool air cascaded over his body, but free from the latex prison he flung himself over the dragonite-costumed Goodra, hugging her around the neck tightly. “G-goodra-goo…." She hugged him back, allowing the tears to flow.

“I am so sorry." Thomas breathed into her neck She shook her head, refusing to let him take any form of blame for what happened, but he refused to let go. “We'll find a proper Dragon-type for you. One that can go the distance." He hoped he was reading the situation properly, and fortunately his guess paid off as Carmen nodded, still sobbing. The two held each other mostly in silence for several minutes, Thomas' heavy breathing from being restrained by the suit all evening slowly calming along with the Goodra's weeping.

Eventually when the two had wound down from the evening, their focus returned to getting out of the costumes. Thomas - while hugging Carmen - had discovered the tab that held her costume on, so pulling on it helped free her face from the torn dragonite mask. Unlike his goopy filling, Carmen's goo had become somewhat sticky and proved similar to molasses in some parts. But flipping on the shower to help things along, the two managed to be free of their latex costumes within an hour.

Standing in the shower to rinse off properly, Carmen leaned in to give Thomas a much bigger hug as a thank you. As she squeezed the man felt something inside him shift, as though it had been dislodged. He doubled over in pain, clutching his gut. “Fuck…" He groaned. Carmen was mortified. She thought she'd squeezed too hard and injured something. But as a flash flood of cum poured from the man, she realised something else was wrong. Thinking quick, she sat him down on the tiles and pressed gently against his stomach. She could definitely feel something in there, and as Thomas released another splatter of cum onto the shower floor, the obstruction moved again.

Carmen looked up to the man silently requesting an explanation. Thomas squinted through the pain trying to remember. Then things came back in short bursts of vision. “The… The arena. Someone…" Thinking briefly about the individual responsible resulted in a part of his brain shutting down in terror, but the rest picked up the pieces, replacing whomever it was with a Kangaskhan. “A… Kangaskhan?" He remembered feeling something like a cock inside him, then feeling something else pushed deeper. “It… it… put something in me…"

Carmen was on full alert now, concentrating hard on the man's gut as with every wince of pain the bulge made its way further down until it dissapeared between his hips. “Fuckfuckfuckfuck… ahhhh…" He groaned, feeling whatever it was get closer to the exit. “Fuckit'scoming…" he growled, panting heavily as one of his hands found Carmen's, gripping it tightly. Then in one big push, Thomas half screamed / half moaned as a fist-sized orb popped free, skidding across the floor before coming to rest upon the bath mat.

The two stared at the slightly glowing orangey-red egg, mouth agape.

“I-" Thomas gulped “Is that… an egg?" Carmen cautiously picked it up to examine it. The outside was still soft and rubbery, which meant whatever had put it inside Thomas had done so either before it could be fertilised, or very soon thereafter. Not that it would have remained so for long, given how much poke-cum flowed through the man's arse over the course of the night.

Carmen sniffed the egg, her eyes going wide before nodding to her trainer. “Gooo…"

Things twigged inside Thomas' mind. “Is… is it, you know…" He gulped again, mouth suddenly very dry “Fertilised?" Carmen nodded slowly, staring at the glowing egg intensely. She quickly pushed it into Thomas' hands. He couldn't help but give it a gentle squeeze. It felt like a rubber ball, not like an egg at all. And he knew what that meant. It needed more time inside him to harden its shell. He thought about the prospect of it, and almost immediately dismissed the notion as pure fantasy. But when he turned to Carmen, she had turned to lie on her back, the still somewhat gaping pussy exposed to him.

“Goo." She instructed him, reaching between her legs to spread the lips wider.

Thomas blinked, the concept making perfect sense but somehow still seeming wrong on some level. “Are you sure?" Was all he could come up with, glancing at the egg then at Carmen's blushing face. She nodded firmly. Thomas took a deep breath, moving on his knees to between her legs. “I… I can't say I've ever done this before."

“Goodra. Goo." She said, smiling. He didn't need a translator to know she had confidence in him. Thomas slowly slid between her legs, his skin against hers as he lovingly caressed the sensitive inner thighs. Carmen cooed, her eyes closing as she enjoyed the man's intimate touch. “Gooooo…"

“Carmen." Thomas said, his voice firm but warm. “I'm giving you a gift. I want you to take good care of it for me, okay?" His words sent shivers up the Goodra's spine, his commanding attitude having come back just for her. She nodded an affirmative, biting her lower lip as his fingers gyrated closer to her pussy lips.

The man finally got to get a good look at the pokemon's evolved genitals. They seemed like a strange cross between a human and a Camelrupt. The 'Y' shape wasn't as pronounced as in the other pokemon and in this position was inverted. But the lips themselves were more puckered and animalistic, glistening from the night's fun. Thomas leaned down and gently kissed the swollen and puffy entrance, eliciting a harsh gasp from the dragon pokemon. He placed the egg teasingly at the entrance before playfully pushing it forward. Surprisingly it popped in without much effort. Thomas realised now why the Sawk and Throh had done so little to curb Carmen's appetite earlier. It must have felt like a sausage in a pint glass for her. He marvelled at the drastic change in size from her previous evolution.

“Gooo…" She moaned as the egg slipped inside. She grabbed Thomas' wrist with both hands and pushed him in after it. Thomas was happy to oblige, pushing his hand into the slick pussy like a blade; fingertips first. His thumb caused a little bit of resistance but in little time he was fully inside the pokemon up to the wrist. He found the egg only a few inches in, wrapping his fingers around it. With such a large shape inside her, the walls of Carmen's pussy tightened, gripping the man's hand and pulling it a little deeper.

Thomas moaned as his arm was sucked into the pokemons hungry pussy. But he decided perhaps given her reactions now and what he observed back at the party, that he would play with his lover for a while. Gripping the egg tightly he pulled his arm back, bringing the egg right to her entrance. Carmen's eyes shot open, looking at Thomas almost panicking in their confused gaze. But the man answered her unasked question by pushing himself inside her up to the elbow. “GOOOOO!!!" She moaned loudly, clued in to what Thomas was up to.

He withdrew his arm again, but didn't pause after the backstroke before thrusting his arm back into the slick depths. Every forward stroke he pushed himself a little deeper, to the point where he was using his hips more than his elbow to get the motion right. Carmen meanwhile was having all sorts of internal places stretched and ground against as the faux-cock fucked her in long, strong strokes. She could feel herself return to the place she was at during the party, and her body responded with tiny quivering shudders.

It had taken several minutes, but Thomas could feel the pokemon get close to her climax. His arm was aching but he had no intention on giving up until she had reached that peak and fallen over it. With renewed vigour he practically punched his arm into the Goodra, the orangey-red egg still tightly clutched within his fist to create a thick cock head that as he reached shoulder-depth began to press against a sharp turn at the back of the vaginal passage. The shudders were happening more and more frequently, but Thomas gould feel his arm going numb from the exertion and pressure upon it with Carmen's tightly spasming love tunnel.

He thrust his arm as deep as possible inside Carmen and paused. When she looked over to see why he stopped, Thomas reached out with his other hand and grabbed her antennae gently, but firmly. He pulled her face towards his, the long neck contorting until they were almost nose to nose. Then with a low growl he spoke, voice just barely above a whisper. “Do you want this?" He asked, to which she nodded. “Really, Honestly?" Carmen whined a little with the next nod. “My Beautiful Carmen, I don't care who gave this to me, or how it was fertilised. This is OUR egg, okay? Yours and Mine. You WILL keep it safe. Understand?" Carmen nodded, her innate submissiveness driving her libido into overdrive as her trainer manhandled both ends of her. “Ready?"

“Goo." She moaned, biting her lower lip while her eyes squint shut in preparation. Thomas pulled back then slammed his arm into the widely-stretched pussy at rapid pace. When he felt those slick walls clamp down on his arm he used every ounce of strength he had to shove the egg as deep as possible within Carmen's pussy. He felt it slip past the turn and settle there as Carmen squeaked out an almost silent scream. With the hand free now, Thomas gently stroked his fingers along the skin of the internal bend, gently petting his pokemon from the inside as he released her antennae.

Carmen's body erupted into a series of spasms and shakes, the orgasmic overload from the night finally released as her body slid into a powerful climax that engulfed her entirely. Thomas could see her eyes flutter and blink, consciousness slipping from her as the pleasure proved too much for her senses. As Carmen's writhing and spasming slowed, he gently removed his arm from her pussy, patting her on the belly; mission accomplished. But before Thomas could leave her to a good nights sleep, Carmen reached out to grab him. Barely awake she hefted the man up her body to rest upon her belly. Thomas didn't refuse the display of affection, huggin the Goodra back as she held him tight.

The warmth of their bodies combined with the exhaustion of everything they'd been through that night finally crashed down upon the two. Carmen was the first to let sleep claim her, though Thomas was not far behind, nestling himself comfortably on the soft belly while resting his head on the pokemon's neck. A thin layer of goo covered the pokemon, but much like the costume earlier it was helping keep the man stuck to her rather than acting like a lubricant for him to slide off. With a smile and a sigh, Thomas fell into a deep sleep.

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