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“You've got to be kidding me… Again?!"

The Arcanine sat in the confines of his pokeball with a spiteful glare. Mere moments ago he finally was about to get rid of his frustrations. That slutty Furfrou had gotten him unbearably hard with a simple shake of her behind, and the horny fire pokemon was eagerly following into the bushes. He could imagine it clearly, pounding her ass into the underbrush as he forced his knot into her tight, dripping folds. Her whining in bliss as he filled her with his pups over and over again. How he would hold her by the neck, pumping his virile seed into her depths until she was little more than an exhausted heap underneath him. That was, until he called him back…

“I swear to Arceus. When I get out, I'll-"

He felt his shaft bobbing and pulsing beneath him, ready and wanting to deposit his seed as he found himself back in his pokeball…

“Oh, he is not gonna like that one~", the Glaceon whispered with a grin, watching his trainer return to their side, “You think I get to deal with him again?"

“Depends if he's in the mood for the fridge or the oven…", the Houndoom next to him replied, the tip of his own canine shaft poking out of its sheath as Theo approached them.

“That was some good training, wasn't it?~", he cheered, pulling out their Pokeballs, “You all worked so hard today, and you all deserve some time to relax, don't you think?"

With a snap of his fingers, he recalled the rest of his team as he set out to leave the Pokepark.

Theo had been told that it would be a great place to train and grow stronger. Blaze was still not following his orders, and he prayed for the day he finally got the towering canine under control. Both the Arcanine and Tartarus were gifts from his parents as he set out on his own adventure, the Houndoom proving much more receptive to his command than his older brother.

Robin, meanwhile, had grown into a beautiful Glaceon before his trainer's journey even started. He had won his partner a gift at a fair, unaware that it had been made out of an Ice Stone until it was too late. Reliable and cool like he was, Theo could always rely on him if things got dicey.

All of this meant precious little however, as calling the young man a “Skilled Pokemon Trainer" would be an overstatement of the century. Each failed attempt left Blaze with more and more frustration, which his other partners were more than happy to alleviate whenever the Arcanine's urges grew too strong for him to handle. Theo's oblivious meddling put a stop to the Arcanine's well earned roll in the hay, leaving a fuming fire pokemon and his disappointed bitch behind.

The Furfrou let out a quiet whimper as she vanished into the thicket, the rather dense trainer unaware of yet another blunder as he prepared to set up camp.

Theo was humming happily as he worked on the portable cooking stove, throwing together a quite delicious meal as Tartarus fetched him the ingredients he needed.

“Thanks, boy!", he exclaimed with a smile, letting his gaze wander over the campsite as he searched for his other companions, “Are they still not back from the lake?"

“He's balls deep in Robin's ice box, y'know? Gonna take a while.", the Houndoom cackled, knowing full well that Theo wouldn't understand his barks.

“You're right. They'll be back soon.", he replied, no the wiser as he chopped another onion.

True to Tartarus' guess, the other two pokemon were quite tied up at that moment. Blaze let out a bout of flames with a satisfied growl as he soaked in the cool water, the exhausted ice-type laying on his furred stomach.

“Thanks, Robin… I really needed that~", he huffed, playfully tugging his knot as he listened to his partner's moans.

The towering red rocket was buried deep within his icy hold, the Glaceon's own, feline endowment uselessly sandwiched between them after he had been thoroughly milked.

“A-Always a pleasure~", he moaned sultrily, flashing the Arcanine a pair of bedroom eyes that nearly roused him into action yet again.

Ever since their first, late night tryst, Robin loved the heavy, boiling seed resting within him, and when his trainer was asleep, he rarely passed up on the opportunity whenever Blaze decided to melt him into a well fucked puddle.

Tartarus proved to be a good bedmate as well, but even the snarky Houndoom couldn't hope to match Blaze's sheer size and control that made every romp an unforgettable experience. It was downright addicting to the young feline.

“I love that boy like a son, but I'd be damned if he ever stops being a pushover with the mental awareness of a Ferrothorn…", the Arcanine sighed, patting Robin's head lovingly.

“Give him some more time, dear~ He's under a lot of pressure, and the last thing I want is for the poor thing to break."

With an affirmative grunt he rolled to his feet, Robin moaning in ecstasy as the bulbous knot dragged him along, eyes rolling back into his skull. The extra weight was a bit too much for the Arcanine, resorting to simply shove him off his tool with a hindleg.

A torrent of seed followed suit, dribbling into the cool water as his belly began to deflate.

“I think I can bear it for a little longer, for now…", Blaze grumbled as he swatted the Glaceon's backside, “How are you doing?"

Robin mewled in response, giving the towering pokemon a gentle peck.

“A little wobbly, but I'll live~ Let's head back before he starts to worry. Wha-!"

Without another word, Blaze closed his teeth around the scruff of his mate's neck, effortlessly lifting him into the air like a young kitten.

“I… I can walk, y-you know?", he stuttered as he was dragged out of the lake, his cyan blue hide flushing a shade of purple.

“I know.", the Arcanine replied through clenched teeth, “But if you keep talking back, I'll make sure you can't."

For his own behind's sake, the ice-type just went slack in his jaws, letting his alpha carry him back to camp as his delightfully warm hindquarters left an unmistakable trace of their lovemaking behind.

“Ah there you are!", Theo exclaimed with a smile, “Are you that tired, Robin?~"

The Glaceon could only roll his eyes as Tartarus cackled knowingly.

“Had fun?", he asked with a smirk as their eyes met.

“You bet your ass I did~", Robin cooed, struggling playfully in the Arcanine's grasp as he was lowered to the ground, “Thanks, dear~"

“Don't give him any stupid ideas. His ass is mine alone… Look after Snowflake, will you?", Blaze asked the smaller hellhound as he watched the teetering Pokemon lean against him for support.

Tartarus' barked in confirmation, escorting him to the tent.

“You in for some sloppy seconds?", he asked casually, his spade-tipped tail whipping from side to side.

“Sure~", Robin replied with a tired smile, “If you don't mind going slow?~"

The alpha shook his head with a smile as he watched them retreat for some of their own alone time.

“Mom and dad trained you two very well, such gentle… uhhh dogs?", Theo said, scratching his head as he returned to chopping an assortment of vegetables.

Blaze could only chuckle at his naivety, but he also couldn't fault him for not reading the mood. To truly understand one's pokemon, you need a deep connection that they simply hadn't reached yet. Truly understanding one's pokemon means being who you need to be for them.

That didn't mean that he was satisfied with the current situation, however. His trainer lacked awareness of any kind. Be it for his own team's proclivities, or in the heat of battle.

The proud canine often took things into his own paws, just to avoid becoming a glorified punching bag due to his poor judgment.

Suppressing his mounting annoyance, he shifted his attention towards his ward turned trainer. He'd watched over him as long as he could remember, watching him grow from a mere cub to the young boy that now stood before him. Originally, he was really excited to go on another adventure with him, but that had long since evolved into a trial of restraint.

As Blaze let his eyes wander over Theo's back, something caught his attention. Unlike his father, he was not particularly muscular, instead sporting quite the lean physique that fit his image quite well. There was little reminding the Arcanine of his former trainer, instead taking more after his mother. Be it genetic or his lackluster training regimen, he was quite bottom heavy. His set of shorts clad and squishy thighs even put Robin's haunches to shame as they drew his gaze, filling his mind with thoughts the pokemon probably shouldn't have had.

“So how was the water? I'm thinking about taking a dip myself later!", the boy beamed with enthusiasm as his towering companion peered over his shoulder.

The mental image didn't really help matters as he forced his canine shaft to stay down, unsettled by the onset of arousal within him. Taking a deep breath, he rested his head on Theo's shoulder as he watched him work on their dinner, utterly ignoring what little protest he could offer.

“What do you… think, Poptart? How… will this go down?~", Robin panted softly, breath hitching with each lazy pump of his lover.

“Didn't I tell you to… hnnn! Stop calling me that!?", Tartarus barked in response, forcing his knot into the confines of the ice-type, “With an ass full of cum and some nice dinner. What did you expect?"

“Mhhh~ Not that~ I… I mean Theo and Blaze… I know that he's upset, but… I want us to stay together…"

The Houndoom let out a reassuring yip, nuzzling into his neck as he let his essence flow, his raging red rocket doing all the work as he comforted his mate.

“It'll be fine. Maybe we can find some kind of middleground? If only he'd understand us… Let's give it some more time. Let Blaze deal with him. If someone can get through, it's him. I spent enough time with his mother to know that he can see reason sooner or later. We just shouldn't push too hard…"

“Thank you~", Robin replied, peering over his shoulder to give him a gentle kiss as he slowly sank to the floor.

With a satisfied sigh, he closed his eyes, letting the comfortable warmth and weight pull him down. Tartarus followed suit as they relaxed in each other's embrace.

The team, now a lot less on edge, gathered around the campfire as Theo distributed the food. Happily, his pokemon dug in, but Blaze's eyes still occasionally wandered to him. Something that Robin quickly picked up on.

“What's the matter, big boy? You seem distracted~", he cooed between bites, “Something worrying you?"

“How about you mind your own business, kitten?", he growled in response, causing them to flinch.

“Who stepped on your tail today?", the Glaceon said, Theo looking equally concerned at his partner.

“Alright… Sorry 'bout that…", he sighed, “There's just a lot on my mind at the moment…"

Robin raised an eyebrow at the Arcanine, with a slight smirk.

“Do you now? The way you were stealing glances I would guess you-"

“Stop.", Blaze interrupted with a finality that caught Tartarus by surprise, his ears perking up, “We talked about this. There's no way I could do… that."

“Fuck your trainer?", the Houndoom interrupted, “Why not? It feels great and you get more holes to fill. A win-win really."

Both of his compatriots turned to face him with piercing glares.

“What?"

Robin stared at him in disbelief.

“Are you telling me that you've been-"

“Fucking his mom?", he interrupted nonchalantly, “Of course I did. And so did the others. Kinda stopped after she met the old man though. Never understood why…"

Theo chuckled sheepishly as he watched his pokemon yip at each other.

“I wish I could understand you, guys…", he mumbled.

“Trust me, dear… You don't~"

His pokemon howled in laughter, confusing the poor boy even more as their moods shifted considerably for the better.

“How is it?~", Robin asked, batting his eyelashes at him, “With a human?"

“She's hot, got stamina for days, and was really fucking tight. Not having to worry about puppies was a plus too, but not for the lack of trying. Kinda surprised you two haven't tried it yet.", he explained before scarfing down the rest of his dinner.

“N-No!", the Arcanine stuttered, taken aback, “Why would I?"

Tartarus just cackled in response, his inquisitive eyes wandering from one companion to the other.

“Don't give me that, Hotdog. You both want into his pants, don't you? Not difficult to see, or smell."

“You'll pay for that later, y'know?", Blaze retorted, trying to suppress his embarrassment.

“Counting on it, hot stuff."

“I can't say I would be against it~", Robin added, much to the alpha's dismay.

“Are you serious? I couldn't even imagine mounting him like that…"

“Who said I would be on top?~", the Glaceon snickered, “Besides… I feel like you can imagine it juuuust fine~"

The trio fell into silence until Blaze muttered under his breath.

“Fuck."

“That comes later.", Tartarus replied as he shook his head, “Let him blow you first. Very good to start off with."

Robin smiled from ear to ear at the opportunity to tease their alpha, winking playfully at him.

“I bet you'd love it~ He'd be a quick learner and oh so eager to please in no time~ Just imagine him slobbering all over your knot, his eyes screaming 'fuck me, daddy'~ How he presents his ass you for the taking~", he husked softly, Tartarus quickly joining in.

“He's a bit bigger than I am too. I bet he could take your cock no problem. Maybe I'd get a chance to fuck his face?"

The Arcanine growled, jumping to his feet as he turned towards the edge of camp.

“Hey! Where are you going?", Robin and Theo asked in unison.

“Blowing off some steam…", he mumbled, his canine prick pressing against his belly, “Before I do something stupid."

Theo watched him go with worry, his gaze wandering back to his trusty Glaceon.

“Is he going to be okay?"

Robin gave him a reassuring nod, something he was sure his trainer would understand as he pushed himself into his hand.

“Thank you…", Theo said, scratching his head affectionately as they sat by the campfire.

It had been two hours, and the young trainer grew anxious as Blaze still hadn't returned. Robin and Tartarus had already retired for the night, but Theo just couldn't get any kind of shut-eye.

Careful as to not wake his other two companions, he slinked out of the comfort of his tent into the cool night air. He'd have to look for him.

Recalling the path the Arcanine took, he quickly disappeared into the underbrush.

“Blaze!? Where are you, boy!?", he shouted into the night as soon as he was far enough from the clearing, hoping not to wake the rest of his pokemon up.

But the forest remained silent, and Theo pressed onwards. He combed through the trees, looking for him as a distant sound caught his attention. It was… growling? Now wide awake, the boy sprinted towards the source of the commotion.

“Blaze!?", he repeated, as he finally broke through the thicket.

What he found, however, was not something Theo was prepared for. Through the underbrush, he spotted the Furfrou they had met earlier today, her fur matted and disheveled as she laid panting on the ground.

His Arcanine sat atop her, growling softly as he sharply pulled backwards. A sharp whine echoed through the moonlit night as he tugged his fist-sized knot free from his bitch's confines, the heady scent of his seed invading Theo's nose as it surged from her trembling womanhood.

He wanted to say something, call his trusty pokemon back, but his gaze was fixated on Blaze's shaft, the angry red member twitching ominously in the dim light.

Breath hitched, the young trainer just timidly observed their afterglow before ever so slowly retreating back into the bushes.

Shame rose within him at his own behavior, well aware that he should have at least looked away. Swallowing heavily, he headed back towards the camp, hoping to forget this mishap as quickly as possible.

Theo didn't even dare to bring up his discovery over the next two weeks, but that morbid curiosity festered in his mind. He tried, and failed, to train his team until it became too much to bear. Blaze and Tartarus, were literally fuming over the blatant mismanagement he put them through, but the scent of Theo's arousal was so unmistakable that it put the Arcanine on high alert. Obviously, their trainer was more occupied with masturbating than strategizing, leaving his team woefully underprepared.

For every battle he could eek out a victory over his opponent, he would bomb three more. The amount of times they had to deal with water-types was downright staggering, and their trainer just didn't quite get how to put their strengths to use.

“At least he's trying his best.", Tartarus said as they relaxed outside the shopping center.

Theo had left to go for some groceries, and his team waited outside for his return.

“That's just not enough!", the Arcanine growled, “I learned how to use Thunderfang for a reason! Is it too much to ask for him to use a couple more brain cells!!?"

“Hey! At least he doesn't ask you to use Flare Blitz anymore, right?", the smaller canine replied with a smirk.

Blaze rolled his eyes as he remembered their first battles, the timid boy requesting him to battle instead of ordering him like he was supposed to.

“He's just too sweet for his own good~", Robin added, resting his head on his paws, “That's why I love him though~"

“Do not forget 'dense'", Blaze retorted, proudly standing guard beside his mates, providing the Glaceon with much needed shade, “I don't know how much longer I can keep up with this bullshit. I mean, did you see that Lycanroc? I would probably be dragging him around like a sleeve right now if he didn't get in the way… again!"

“Is that an invitation?~", Robin retorted with a smirk, “I'd be up for it, if-"

Before they could continue their conversation, Theo approached them with a happy smile and a wave.

“Sorry for the wait, boys!", he exclaimed, carrying a heavy bag as well as 4 cups of ice cream, “A little apology for letting you sit out here in the heat."

His pokemon began to drool at the treats as he laid them out before them. He watched them dig in with a satisfied smile, before rummaging around in his bag.

“I know it's been hard the last few days, and I want to make it up to you, soooo…", he trailed off, producing three small, wrapped gifts.

“What do we have here," Tartarus asked, lapping at his leppa berry ice cream as he eyed his trainer.

Under their inquisitive gazes, he unpacked the first gift, bringing a fancy, black choker to light. The matt surface contrasted nicely with a maroon gemstone, set in the center. It looked equal parts regal and intimidating as the young trainer lifted it into the air.

“What do you think, Tartarus? I bet it would suit you well."

The Houndoom nearly choked on his treat as he saw the extravagant present, chipping his usually neutral demeanor.

“For me? I don't know. I'm not that good with… uhhhh… pretty stuff."

“Oh but you're plenty pretty, Poptart~", Robin cooed mischievously, dragging his tongue along his minty ice cream, “Why not try it on?~"

With a slight grumble, the canine relented, stepping closer to his trainer as he affectionately wrapped the accessory around his throat.

“Looking cool there, Tartarus.", Theo said proudly, the Glaceon agreeing with him.

“Makes you look less of a puppy and more of a bad boy~", he chuckled, much to the Houndoom's annoyance.

“It looks a little too pricey to snap though.", Blaze threw in with a knowing smirk that caused him to cackle.

“I'd love to see you try, pooch.", he teased, howling playfully as he puffed himself up.

“You're going to swallow more than your words tonight, understand?", the Arcanine gruffed, filling Tartarus with anticipation as he licked Theo's face in thanks.

“Stop~ Bad boy~", he laughed as he was tickled by the rough tongue, “Looks like you like it, huh?"

Excited, he moved on to the second box to slowly unwrap it. Robin's eyes sparkled with joy as it revealed a beautiful pin. The ornament was shaped like a brilliant, crystalline snowflake, wrapped in a small, white bow.

“Took me a while to get a new one, but it's not like it's gonna happen again now, is it?", he joked, presenting it to his Glaceon.

It had been a couple years since Robin last saw a similar pin. Theo had won it at a carnival lottery and had proudly stuck it into the Eevee's fur just to realize that an Ice Stone was embedded within it. He fondly remembered consoling the young boy until he finally fell asleep with his face buried in his fur.

The freshly minted Glaceon was happy with his lot, but it was still a bit of a sore spot for his trainer. For Theo to go that far, filled Robin with a sense of gratitude he couldn't quite grasp himself as he accepted the pin. It felt just right as it was attached to his ear, as if it had been there all along. Smiling happily at his trainer, he leaned up to give him a gentle kiss on his nose.

“Just when I thought you couldn't look any more like a girl.", Tartarus jabbed at him, which the lean Eeveelution took in stride.

“Like what you see, hun?~", Robin chirped with a newfound sassiness, “Want to make me scream like one?~ Breed me like one, too?~"

Watching the two of them bicker, Theo finally turned towards Blaze, the towering pokemon observing him with an unreadable expression.

“I sadly didn't find anything nice for you to wear, but…", he began, unraveling the final present to reveal a sizable, soft hairbrush, “I remember how dad used to brush your fur all the time… I thought… maybe you missed it?"

Theo chuckled nervously, shrinking under Blaze's scrutinizing gaze as he slowly rose to his feet. At first, he feared he had upset his guardian, but soon a relieved sigh escaped his lips as the Arcanine curled around him with a reaffirming huff.

“How am I doing," Theo asked with a hopeful tone, running the brush through the fire pokemon's thick mane.

Blaze's low growls didn't fill him with confidence as he systematically attempted to tame the shaggy fur. He was, once again, completely unaware of the inner turmoil his pokemon went through as he tried his best to get him to relax.

Theo's less than stellar performance on the battlefield and a day of rather fruitless training had left the Arcanine both irritable and backed up as he fought with his more carnal urges.

Not too far away, in the shadow of their tent, Tartarus and Robin watched them intently.

“Soooo… Why doesn't he just take him? That delectable piece of ass is right there.", the Houndoom mused, his partner in crime chuckling at his directness.

“Give them some time. He'll cave sooner or later~", he replied with a smirk, "Those eyes don't lie~"

His guess was closer to the truth than he thought, Blaze's intimidating shaft pressing into the grass as his shapely trainer clambered all around the towering canine. Puffs of fire and smoke escaped his nostrils as he attempted to bear the treatment, but his patience was running thin.

Unable to read his partner's mood, Theo happily continued brushing him as his hands wandered along the pokemon's body.

Blaze stood still like a statue, glaring daggers at the young human as he tensed up. He appreciated the attempt, but he still struggled to hide his irritation behind a stoic facade.

“I kinda feel bad for him…", Robin whispered as the Arcanine grit his teeth, baring his fangs to his trainer that caused him to flinch.

“Which one?", Tartarus retorted, leaning against the Glaceon.

“...Both."

The Houndoom could only chuckle, playfully whacking his companion over the head.

“Hey! What was that for?!", Robin hissed.

“You should listen to yourself.", he taunted with a wink, “Maybe a good, long dicking will stop that little pity party of yours?"

The duo sank into playful bickering, unaware of the quickly escalating situation before them.

“Almost done!", Theo exclaimed with a wide smile, patting Blaze's flank, “Could you roll over for me? Only your belly left~"

“Are you kidding me? No!", he growled, registering to his trainer only as an angry bark as his paws dug into the ground.

He cocked his head to the side in confusion, looking up at the canine.

“Ohhh c'mon~ I want you to relax, okay?", he pouted, meeting Blaze's furious glare.

“If you'd want me to relax, you'd leave me the fuck alone!", he shouted in return, blood boiling as Theo continued to prod.

He patted his neck affectionately, giving him a wholehearted smile.

“I just want the best for you, so… please?", the trainer pleaded as his partner finally snapped under the pressure.

“Fine!", he barked, throwing himself onto his side with a loud thud.

Time slowed to a crawl for the struggling trainer as Blaze's flank pulled away from him, sending him careening forward. The pokemon's towering shaft sprang out from under his fur, dangling like a gargantuan lure in front of the poor human as he tumbled towards it. The musky scent of the Arcanine's red rocket short circuited Theo's brain, almost starting to salivate as his head fogged up.

“There.", Blaze growled, lifting his leg for emphasis, “Satisfied, you little twerp?"

Scrambling for support, his dainty fingers held onto the throbbing appendage, the warmth coursing through his body at a mere touch.

“Y-Yeah…", he replied, before his eyes refocused, brain catching up with his body.

“Wha!", he yelped, jumping to his feet, “I'm s-so so s-sorry! I…. uhh…"

Without another word, he turned around, running as fast as he could. He would need some time to clear his mind.

“W-What's wrong with m-me?", he stuttered as he scrambled through the nearby treeline.

The sudden commotion caught the attention of his other pokemon, Tartarus and Robin turning to face Blaze who still sat fully exposed.

“What in Giratina's name just happened?", the Houndoom asked the larger fire-type.

“He got more than he asked for, that's what happened…", Blaze grumbled, shaft bobbing mightily, “Now get over here and deal with this!"

As they approached their alpha, Robin picked up on the unmistakable scent of arousal, but it wasn't one he was familiar with. With a triumphant smirk, he dove in, enthusiastically starting the arduous process of worshiping Blaze's eager member.

Theo staggered to the streets of the city, his mind all over the place as he tried to make sense of it all. Blaze's stubbornness, his own reactions to the towering canine… It just confused the poor boy even more. 'Perhaps I can find something as a gift…', he thought, 'An apology. I must have done something wrong but what?'

Shaking the feeling of the Arcanine's member nearly burning his hand out of his mind, Theo eyed the items for sale behind the long windows of the shopping center. A smile crossed his face as he spotted something. Perhaps it could help with the predicament, and the price was just barely within what he could afford.

Satisfied with himself, the human entered the shop to procure the item, utterly unaware what it would bring down on him.

“I-I'm back!", Theo stammered as he approached the campsite.

It had been a couple hours since the incident, and he hoped Blaze had more than enough time to cool down in the meantime.

“I wanted to apologize for earlier… That was… really bad timing, wasn't it?", he began, approaching the Arcanine with renewed confidence, “I shouldn't have pushed so much… So I brought you a proper present this time!"

Waving a sizable collar in his hand, he presented it to his partner as he clipped the accompanying headset behind his ear.

“This is a translation collar! Maybe we could-"

His happy smile turned into a startled yelp as Blaze descended on him, growling at the young trainer.

“W-What's wrong, b-boy?", he stuttered, unable to decipher his angry barks.

It didn't take long for Blaze to stop, his smoldering eyes wandering to the collar.

“Y-You want me to put it on y-you?", he stammered in fear as his towering companion pressed him into the grass, peering down at the boy.

His paw was resting on his trainer's chest, gaze fixated on his prey, as he let out a throaty chuckle, nodding.

“Finally!", Blaze growled as the collar snapped around his muscular neck, the weird, electronic voice feeling a little off to his trainer as he swallowed in fear.

The canine's jagged teeth showed, in an intimidating snarl. He just wanted to run away, but his pokemon made sure that he couldn't as he held him down.

“When I traveled with your father, everything was just fine. Perfect even. Hard but fair fights, a fulfilling training regime, and as many holes as I could fit my knot into. But he just HAD to give me to you. A whiny little twerp of a trainer that couldn't even beat a metapod if he tried. You think you can reach the top with only friendship and hugs!? I'm the ace of a former champion, for fucks sake! At least try to challenge me once! And don't even get me started on the blue-balling…"

“Hey!", Robin interrupted with a frown, shaking his hindquarters alluringly, “We do our best to help with that, y'know?"

Theo could just watch in a mixture of disbelief and arousal as Tartarus nonchalantly mounted the Glaceon, letting out a delirious mewl as the shaft speared into his frigid tunnel.

“I appreciate it. But you know that that's not enough for me.", Blaze barked at the now rutting pair.

“So I had an idea~", he cackled, Theo twitching in horror as he felt the Arcanine's towering tool come to rest on his thigh, “'Truly understanding your pokemon means being who you need to be to them.' Ring any bells?"

Eyes burning with a silent fury, Blaze continued.

"You're a failure as a trainer and a master. So maybe you'll make up for it by being a good bitch?"

“Wha-?! You can't-"

“I can't even begin to describe how much I wanna pound you into the floor right now. That slutty ass of yours wobbling in my face as you tried to 'brush' me!", Blaze interrupted with a scoff, cleanly bisecting the boy's shirt with a singular claw, “You listen to me, do what you're told and make up for the mess you made, understand?"

Theo froze, frantically nodding as the Arcanine triumphantly pulled back, his titanic member swaying from side to side.

“You two! Get him ready for me. Or at least try to.", the alpha pokemon growled as his compatriots untangled themselves to descend on their trainer.

“W-Why… are you doing t-this?", Theo stuttered as Robin's icy paw replaced Blaze's on his now bare chest.

The Glaceon just licked his lips as he peered into his eyes.

“The alpha's word is law~", he swooned, lapping at the boy's chest with a chuckle, “And if you behave? He makes it sooooo worth it~"

His Houndoom, a smirk on his muzzle, bit into the hem of his shorts, effortlessly tearing them off his frame.

Theo was blushing profusely at their not so subtle advances, shameful arousal writhing within him. But with tBlaze not too far away, he didn't dare to resist. That didn't stop him from protesting, however.

“I… I can't! M-my own pokemon at t-that… I'm sorry I c-couldn't be a good trainer, but… can't w-we talk about this?"

Tartarus just snickered as his teeth snagged his underwear, his canine prick twitching in anticipation.

Theo had no chance to hide his growing erection as his companion finally stripped him bare, fear coursing through his body as Robin lowered himself on his chest.

The Glaceon's wordless smirk sent a shiver down the boy's spine.

“Do you have any idea how badly Robin wanted to continue doing contests?", Blaze asked from the sidelines, Theo's eyes drawn to the ominous silhouette of the Arcanine standing in the shadow of their tent, “How Tartarus has been scheming to dominate you for years? My orders were the only thing preventing him from using you as a convenient cocksleeve, y'know?"

Fear coursed through him as he felt the Houndooms tongue gracing his backdoor with clear intent, his breath washing over his nethers.

“Not anymore. Tonight, I will make sure that you know your place. Do you understand? By tomorrow, I will be your alpha, and you will be my bitch~"

A cold touch snapped Theo back to reality, accompanied by a maddening scent.

He had barely any time to react as Robin planted his quivering haunches triumphantly on his face.

“Mhhh~ You'll get plenty of time with him, dear~ But for now, why not put that tongue of yours to good use?~", his dear partner swooned as his furred sac pushed into his nose.

The ice pokemon's musky scent overwhelmed the poor boy within moments, his head fogging up as he began to pant heavily. Even without any experience to speak of, it spoke volumes about his companions' intent.

“What are you waiting for?~", Robin cooed, rubbing his privates against him, “If you're a good boy, I'll reward you with some ice cream! What do you say?~"

Ever so slowly, Theo relented, his probing tongue venturing forth as it was guided by that chilly sensation emanating from Robin's body. His shameful erection grew even worse as he blindly brushed along the base of the Glaceon's spiny shaft, promptly being rewarded with a shuddering sigh.

“There we go~ Keep it up, sweetie~", the lithe pokemon cooed softly as he eyed the human's shaft trembling before his eyes and the drooling canine behind it, “What's the matter, Poptart?~ See something you like?~"

“I'd set your ass on fire for that, but that'll only cut the fun short…", he huffed in response, the hot air from his nostrils tickling the painfully erect manhood before him as his tongue pressed playfully against the underside.

A muffled gasp was all Theo could muster as Tartarus feverishly began to work his shaft, the dull heat coursing through his nethers. Robin quickly weighed in on it, his icy tongue peppering the other half with loving kisses that got him reeling in pleasure. Bursts of heat and cold sent his senses into overdrive as the duo worked his rod with frightening synchronicity.

Their trainer tried his best to keep his wits, involuntarily slobbering all over the feline's shaft as he struggled beneath them.

“You're doing great, sweetie~ But you can do better, no?~", Robin cooed between lecherous kisses, pushing backwards to let his cyan tool slide along his trainer's lips.

In one fluid motion, he hooked the pointed tip into his mouth, plunging deep into the human's mouth with a satisfied sigh. Theo, however, was left sputtering in shock as the unnaturally cool member forced its way into his throat. The numbing temperature combined with the rough, barbed surface was an alien, overwhelming experience that left him lightheaded.

“Damn~ H-He feels really good~", he whispered to the Houndoom, “But I think we need to speed this up, dontcha think?~ Will you do the honors?~"

The two pokemon shared a long, knowing stare as Tartarus slowly descended, tickling the boy's sac until he returned to his final destination. His hot breath let Theo jump as the lean canine pressed his snout in between his cheeks, the scalding tongue exploring his backside with worrying enthusiasm. Theo tried to squeeze his legs together, but was met by the Houndoom's teeth sinking softly into his thigh. With a yelp, he parted again, revealing himself to his pokemon.

“Just let it happen, bitch. I want my fun, and you don't want Blaze to go in dry.", he growled as he continued.

Any objections the human might've had was utterly smothered by his Glaceon as both of them steadily dug deeper. Robin kept raggedly breathing on his partner's privates all the while, enveloping it in a tantalizing cocoon of frigid air as he lost himself in breeding his trainer's face..

As Tartarus' muscle invaded him, Theo's mind fought between pleasure and revulsion in his predicament. It was so incredibly wrong, but that spark of arousal was there.

“I'm ready down here. You?", the Houndoom said gruffly, rising back to his feet.

“Just a moment~ Our new pack mate deserves a reward~", Robin replied with a smirk, hilting his shaft in his master's throat and releasing his frozen treat deep into his gullet.

The 'ice cream' which he promised filled the boy's mouth with a minty taste as the trembling rod rubbed along his tongue to vacate him with a wet pop.

Theo was gasping for air, mind still hazy from the treatment as his Glaceon rolled onto his back with a happy little purr. He grinned at his disoriented trainer, tail wagging slowly as he spread his legs in a facsimile of a hug.

“C'mere and give it to me, sweetie~", he drawled with a wink, ushering his trainer to step closer.

He was hesitant as he eyed the pokemon's luscious curves, unsure as to if he could really go that far. Tartarus decided to make the decision for him, however. Pulling back, he leapt onto Theo's back, pushing him forward into Robin's icy embrace.

A delightfully cool sensation coursed through his body as his spit-slicked tip came to rest atop his partner's, rubbing into the sultry Glaceon. The Houndoom, meanwhile, swiftly pressed his red rocket into his cheeks, rutting frantically. The mind numbing friction had him gasping for air.

“Ohhh I want that ass for myself…", Tartarus panted, hotdogging his former trainer with a vigor that caught Blaze's attention.

Every stroke was more brazen and forceful than the last, as the human's tool slowly slid into place.

If felt like he had been enveloped in a blanket of chilled velvet as he was pulled in, furred paws wrapping possessively around his midriff.

“Not bad~", Robin moaned lustily, kissing his trainer fiercely as he took every inch the boy could give, “How do you feel?~"

Theo just barely snapped out of his stupor as he hugged his oldest companion tightly to his chest.

“I-It feels really g-good… But w-why are you doing thi-", he stuttered meekly, his inquiry answering itself as he realized that he understood his pokemon's words.

“Simple, really.", the feline growled into his ear, “I'd rather have you be my partner than my trainer~ The sooner you give in to Blaze, the earlier we can embrace you into our pack where you belong~"

Theo shuddered from head to toe, overwhelmed by many different feelings as Tartarus continued to rut into his cheeks unhindered.

“It's so easy!", the Houndoom barked triumphantly, “You'll just have to submit. Let me breed you nice and hard."

Tartarus' voice was just like he'd imagined it, sending shivers down his spine as the pressure suddenly abated. The Houndooms pitiful whine reverberated in his ears as Blaze pulled him off the boy's back, eyes smoldering with a quiet fury.

“We share his dick. We share his cum. We share his affection. But most of all-", Robin whispered, undisturbed as he licked his trainer's ear, “We'll share each other~ And you'll be a part of it all. Sound's nice doesn't it? All you have to do is let him make you into one of us~"

“Robin… I don't think I-", he began, quickly getting silenced by Robin's paw as he shook his head disapprovingly.

“A bad trainer is all talk, y'know? But a good bitch is all action~", he placed a gentle kiss on the boy's nose, “Watch~"

Theo was at a loss, mind clouded by his affections and the gravity of what was asked of him as he watched the spectacle unfold.

“Know your place, Tart!", Blaze growled deeply, his paw pushing the smaller canine into the grass beneath, “I thought I'd trained you better."

Tartarus whimpered and howled as the Arcanine lined himself up, shoving his entire length deep into his beta.

“You… wait… your… turn!", Blaze barked, roughly bottoming out inside the Houndoom with every word, "Otherwise you'll go without! Understand?"

Watching him get relentlessly hammered made Theo's breath hitch in his throat, a morbid thought crossing his mind.

Would Blaze treat him the same way if he misbehaved? Reduced to a moaning wreck, pushed into the grass as his alpha released his frustrations?

Robin's eyes glinted in the dim light as he felt the boy throb within him, unmistakably aroused by the rough treatment. He squeezed his shaft reassuringly as he leaned into his ear.

“He can get a little… rough if you don't listen~ You'll learn to like it soon enough, believe me. It can be fun, but you shouldn't make it a habit to piss him off too much~"

With every passing moment, Theo saw Tartarus' expression change bit by bit. Where there were once pained yips of discomfort, there was now little more than heavy panting and rolling eyes. His tongue hung out of his jaw as he crumpled into the grass, any resistance smothered by the Arcanine violently rearranging his insides.

“Even Tartarus looks cute if fucked into a puddle, don't you think?~", the Glaceon continued, pushing himself into his partner's length, “But his punishment isn't over yet~"

As if on cue, Blaze leaned over his prey, locking his jaws around one of his horns to pull. The Houndoom's gaze met Theo's, eyes lidded in surrender and bliss as his alpha picked up the pace once again.

“You're mine! Don't you forget that!", Blaze gruffed, tugging even harder, “You're just as much my bitch as the other two. You get your holes to fill, because I let you. Maybe I have been too lenient…"

What was once a howl of defiance was now a pitiful whimper of disappointment as the Arcanine pulled out of him, leaving him on the precipice of an orgasm that wouldn't come.

“You lay here and watch. Don't you dare try getting off yourself, or you are going to regret it!", he commanded, Tartarus nodding weakly in defeat as his alpha turned to face the rest of his little pack.

“Get on with it, you two!", he grumbled, pushing Theo into his pokemon, “Since you two behaved today, I'd let you have your fun, but I'm afraid I have to cut things short."

Blaze's tongue was magnitudes hotter than the Houndooms, roughly forcing its way inside Theo's hole as he continued the job in his stead. He was a lot less deliberate than him, determined to wrap this up soon.

Theo wanted to push Blaze off his privates, pull his trembling manhood out of Robin and forget all of this ever happened, but he couldn't stop himself from enjoying the treatment.

“You like that, don't you?~", the Glaceon cooed, “Now be a good boy and fill me up~"

The towering Arcanine chuckled as his tongue pushed all the right buttons, determined to make his little harem grow.

The human couldn't resist the pokemon's affection any longer, eyes crossing in orgasmic bliss as he failed to hold back his release. His essence surged into Robin's depths, quickly settling into its new home.

“That was a good start.", Blaze mused as he pulled out of his newest toy, "Show him the ropes, Snowflake. I'm getting restless, and I doubt he'd like me going in raw."

Steadily the Glaceon wiggled out of his mate's embrace, sharing a throaty moan with him as the human's manhood slid out of the panting ice-type. Cooing lovingly, he patted Theo's head, urging him up onto his knees and to face the Arcanine.

Blaze stood tall and proud before him, his silhouette not unlike the ancient statues of the Arcanine that had been his predecessors.

Unlike them however, his raging member casted an intimidating shadow over him, radiating an alluring heat that seared itself into his mind. A cooling gust of wind passed his cheek as Robin sauntered to the side of the towering shaft, winking at his trainer-turned-packmate.

“C'mere and let me show you how it's done~", he husked, his tongue audibly sizzling as he dragged it across the surface.

Caught up in the moment, he was in no place to refuse, shuffling closer towards the other side. Tartarus whimpered pitifully as he watched the scene unfold before him, deprived of his own satisfaction.

“Just do… as I… do~", Robin husked, running passes along the Arcanine's meat in between words, not breaking eye contact with his new pack-mate, “It'll… feel great, I promise~"

Theo's nose was tingling from Blaze's scent, a multitude of different feelings racing through his head. Fear, apprehension, and most disturbing of all, excitement.

A part hidden deep inside him had stirred to life at the treatment the pokemon subjected him to, the human's mouth starting to move despite his brain screaming at him to stop. Theo's mind raced as he thought of what this towering behemoth must've been up to all these years.

Images resurfaced of oh so many times that Blaze had been upset with him. A scuffle with a wild Lycanroc, their visit at the daycare, recalling him as he tried to sneak away with that Furfrou… All this time he had been depriving his partner from one of his most basic urges, and his other pokemon had to bear the brunt. More and more he lost himself in his imagination, shuddering at the thought of the Arcanine mercilessly flattening Robin's prostate. The Glaceon's expression made him doubt that he would be against it, and even Tartarus gleefully surrendered to him. All he could do to make it up to them was…

“Go on~...", Blaze lulled with a smirk, a sense of vindication overcoming him as the trainer slowly fell into the role he was destined for.

Mere inches away from his target, Theo's eyes glazed over as the warmth spread across his lips. The staggering girth robbed him both of breath and reason as he was overpowered by his basest instincts, filling his Glaceon with pride as they worked together.

Rugged, uneven movements slowly evolved into coordinated worship, human and pokemon joining to provide their alpha with a pleasure even he was at awe of.

“Now… look at that… You're… good at something, after all…", he panted, tongue lolling out of his muzzle as his pack debased itself before him, “Keep it up… I'm getting there…"

The torrential release of the Arcanine tore the young human out of his stupor, just in time to feel his, and his Glaceon's face be covered by a thick layer of Blaze's boiling seed. Jet upon jet of his off-white essence plastered them as he howled, marking them as his property.

“W-Why-? I… I c-couldn't-", Theo stammered, utterly baffled by both his own lack of restraint and the fire-type's unquestionable authority.

He shuddered from head to toe as the taste of Blaze's semen breaching his mouth, his body aflame with shame and arousal.

“Mhhh~ How that suits you~", Robin cooed lecherously, his neck craning over the Arcanine's shaft to lick the human's cheek playfully, “Even I struggle to make him cum that quickly~ He's been awfully pent lately, though… I wonder who's fault that is?~"

Blaze watched on with a satisfied smirk as Theo wriggled under the Glaceon's assault. The pokemon greedily lapped up the release as he relentlessly tickled and teased his partner. The already shivering boy fell more and more under their thrall, and the domineering alpha savored every moment as he observed his future pet be cleaned in front of him.

With a triumphant mewl, Robin finally pulled back, still covered in the steaming essence as he presented submissively what he had gathered.

“Don't just sit there!", Blaze barked at Theo with a playful tone, “Be a good bitch and clean him up!"

Theo's face was beet red as he inspected Robin's matted fur, lust boiling within him. He struggled to think on how to even begin as the Arcanine put a paw on the back of his head and pushed him into the Glaceon. More of the thick essence smeared across his face, eyes rolling in shameful bliss.

“Don't make me wait! Get to work!", he growled menacingly, Theo quickly complying as he thought of what defiance might bring.

The human's shaft had once again grown painfully erect as he engaged in the humiliating act of cleaning his pokemon's fur. Thick globs of viscous seed gathered in his mouth as his tongue bathed Robin tenderly, the Glaceon cooing all the while.

“You're doing great, honey~", he moaned at the attention, gargling Blaze's seed in his mouth, “It feels good to submit, doesn't it?~ Just being able to stop thinking for a while and letting your alpha take the reins is a joy like no other~"

His face cleaned, he pushed his snout affectionately against Theo.

“Let me show you~", he whispered lovingly, engulfing his partner in a heartfelt kiss that spoke of what was to come.

Theo's eyes widened as Robin began pushing, the roiling cocktail of spit and seed being forced into the human's mouth. His cheeks bulged with the torrent, threatening to choke out the young boy. Stuck between his unbearable lust and his dire need for breath, he began to swallow. Slowly at first, it quickly turned into mighty gulps as Blaze's essence surged down his throat.

The Arcanine only smiled, knowing full well that life would become much more lively, and much more enjoyable, very soon.

Theo gasped for air, his body twitching at the onslaught of different sensations coursing through him.

“What did we learn today, Tart?", Blaze said coldly as his gaze wandered to the fellow canine.

“You are the alpha, and what you say is the rule. It is not my place to take what is yours…", he said, way too monotone to have said this for the first time.

“Good. And what are you?", his alpha replied, watching with glee as Tartarus squirmed under his watchful eyes.

“I… I am your bitch, and… my place is beneath you…"

Blaze smiled widely, pushing Robin to the ground with a paw as he looked at the Houndoom.

“I hope I don't have to repeat myself. Now fuck the snowflake, I have a human to fill."

Timidly, the human peered up at his alpha in both dread and mounting lust, the Arcanine returning a gaze of unrestrained desire. Both their shafts began to twitch as a sultry moan filled the air, Robin's heavy breathing drawing Theo's attention. He choked as the Houndoom unleashed his frustration upon the ice-type, driving hard and fast into him with reckless thrusts.

Meanwhile, the Arcanine's muzzle drew closer, his long, rough tongue brushing along Theo's neck and cheek.

“Like what you see?", he whispered with a wicked grin, “Don't you worry. You'll be joining him soon enough. I'll make you scream like the wanton slut you are~"

Before Theo could answer, his sharp fangs hooked into the headset he had tucked behind his ear, flinging the flimsy piece of plastic into the underbrush.

“You won't be needing this anymore, won't you? A good bitch knows what her alpha wants. And I expect you to present your ass to me next time."

Tartarus and Robin's forceful mating provided a sensual backdrop as Blaze's paw weighed down onto his bare back. He still couldn't understand the towering pokemon as he barked an order, but Blaze would make him learn soon enough.

Theo's heart was hammering in his throat as the Arcanine stalked silently around his prey, the paw pushing him to the ground as his slick, pulsing member came to rest on his back.

Despite being unable to decipher Blaze's words, Theo knew what he wanted. It was something primal he couldn't explain, couldn't describe, couldn't resist.

Drawing in a shaky breath, the humiliated human presented himself, his hands creeping around his frame and spreading himself for the Arcanine.

A satisfied growl rang over the campsite as Blaze lined himself up, the heat of his red rocket setting Theo's body alight. He clenched his teeth, eyes squeezed shut as his alpha put his paws onto his shoulders.

As his body convulsed with unearthly pleasure and pain, stars swirling in his vision, he heard a voice. Smokey and dripping with lust, Blaze's words reverberated in his very soul as he mercilessly sheathed inside him.

“Good bitch~"

The human's scream echoed throughout the forest as the fist-sized knot came to rest at his entrance, robbing him of his purity. He thrashed and fought against the intruder, trying, and failing, to ignore the maddening injection of bliss that accompanied the searing pain of Blaze's entry. He felt the unbearable heat settle in his stomach as the Arcanine's girth flattened the poor boy's prostate. Pain quickly made way for a comfortable warmth as he was claimed inside and out.

“You're mine now.", he growled softly into the ear of his newest sleeve, gently biting into his ear, “I'm going to stuff you day by day, and you are going to like it~"

Theo couldn't deny him at this point, any attempts at a reply replaced with ragged, whorish moans as Blaze pulled back. A sense of relief washed over him for just a moment as he felt the Arcanine evacuate his battered hole, just to be spread open yet again, and again, and again.

“How does it feel? Being bred by a pokemon?", Blaze taunted as he continued to pummel him, “Better get used to it, bitch. No human is going to satisfy you after I am done with you. Not like I'm going to let you anyway. You're going to be ours alone, understand?"

Thrust after thrust, Theo was reduced to a moaning wreck in front of his pokemon, fuelling the trio's lust ever further.

“Mhhhh… Sweetie~", Robin panted in between the meaty slaps of Tartarus' furred sac impacting his haunches, “C… C'mon~ Look at me~"

Fighting through the ecstasy and the quickly fading pain, Theo slowly opened his eyes to meet the Glaceon face to face. Just like himself, Robin was relentlessly ravaged by the pokemon atop him, both staring intently at the human. Tartarus had clamped his jaw around the feline's ear, pulling up to prevent the ice-type from slumping to the ground.

“B-Beautiful~ I… see it in your e-eyes~ I-It's freeing… isn't it? Submitting t-to those above you?~", he teased, his barbed shaft bouncing about just as uselessly as Theo's own.

Unlike Tartarus, Blaze was slow and deliberate, delighting in the human's squealing every time his massive member surged forward. The boy struggled to keep his attention on his partner before him, eyes rolling with every tantalizing movement.

“Right now… we're nothing b-but toys for them~ Eager h-holes to fill~", Robin drawled, pushing playfully into the Houndoom's thrusts, “Give up a-and let us show y-you your place~"

“Enough, Snowflake.", Blaze interrupted him sternly, speeding up ever so slightly, “Don't forget that he's mine to break in, and I've got just the thing."

Theo didn't see the malicious smirk on the Arcanine's muzzle, but he didn't need to. In sync with his smaller counterpart, Blaze slammed into his chosen receptacle with a thunderous howl, Robin and Theo screaming deliriously as a pair of sizable knots found their marks. He saw stars as the bulbous end of the pokemon's red rocket forced itself through his already struggling ring, settling rather comfortably within his depths.

Just as Theo thought he had managed to withstand the pokemon's onslaught, he felt his girth twitch and throb within his depths, a torrential downpour of potent semen following suit. With no way to escape, Blaze's essence flooded the poor boy to his limits, stomach bulging obscenely as his own pressure steadily built. Robin, on the other hand, wasn't much better off, eyes rolling in bliss as he was stuffed to the brim by the rabid Houndoom that had resorted to lazily draping himself over his mate's back, tongue hanging limply from his muzzle.

With the rest of his strength, the Glaceon staggered forward, engaging his newfound mate in a passionate kiss that pushed them over the edge. With Blaze pushing his button like he was, Theo couldn't contain his own bliss, seed scattering impotently all around the nearby grass as he was milked for all he was worth. Robin submitted himself to the same fate, relinquishing his essence as his tongue danced with his partner's.

Dominated from both sides, Theo moaned deliriously into the kiss, any lingering hesitation all but forgotten as Blaze claimed his prize with a satisfied smirk.

Being claimed so passionately, so completely, filled the young human with a sense of… belonging. Years he had spent trying to make right by his pokemon, but never had it been enough. On his hands and knees, naked and out in the open as the Arcanine's knot teasingly throbbed against his prostate, Theo had to admit what Blaze had said.

Stunned from the incredible experience, he barely noticed the steady pull as Blaze began to stir. With a startled yelp he crumpled to the ground as his cargo shifted within him, the rigid knot rotating in his depths as the pokemon turned to face the tent. Theo quickly started to moan again, pawing at the soft ground as he was dragged along, Robin and Tartarus exchanging knowing smirks.

Blaze, still riding the high off his conquest, wasn't done with him yet, and he wouldn't be for a while yet. Confidently striding ahead, he dragged his shuddering sleeve onto the padded floor. Paw raised, he pushed and pulled at his bloated body, the young human too scatterbrained to react as he came to rest on his back.

“You're delightfully tight, you know that?", he teased, peering down at his new pet, “Almost makes me want to go again, but…"

Theo's eyes bulged at the sensation, his body convulsing as the steady pressure rose and rose. Inch upon inch, Blaze freed himself from his confines until his entrance finally relented. The pokemon chuckled mischievously as he pushed his paw into Theo's belly, watching the sleeping bag fill up with sticky seed by the gallon. That wasn't what upset him, however. The time he got to feel so warm and full was brutally short, the lust-addled boy groaning in protest as he was denied any more of it.

If it meant he could feel any more of it, Theo would gladly debase himself further, his eyes locking onto the still proudly standing shaft as it lowered itself onto his own. The touch coursed through his body like a lightning bolt, his meager manhood twitching against his impressive girth.

“Poor Snowflake.", Blaze mused, rubbing it across his stomach, “Let's hope you even reached his button. I got to thoroughly breed him later just to make sure he's satisfied."

Theo's face burned in shame at his words, the Arcanine leaning closer with a smirk.

“You've been moaning and screaming like the many bitches you've run off. I wonder what your dad would think? The son of a champion reduced to nothing but his pokemon's knot socket~", he husked, delighting at the feeling of Theo's member twitching and throbbing against his own, “You're the perfect addition to our little pack! I bet Snowflake is eager to finally be on top for a change~ I know you understand me, bitch, and I look forward to your service. You'd like that, don't you? You'll just have to prove it~"

A spark of defiance arose within Theo. Next to nothing compared to the overwhelming desire rampaging within him. He wanted to kiss Robin again, Tartarus' tongue exploring his depths. And he wanted to feel full again. Loved. Bred. But that tiny spark kept him silent for just enough for Blaze to rise to his feet.

“Seems like you don't want more, huh? Such a shame…", he said, shaking his head, just about to leave as Theo's resolve shattered into a million pieces.

“No!", he shouted, his desire taking the lead, “P-Please stay… More…"

“More what?", Blaze asked, towering over him.

“P-Please… F-Fuck me more. I-I…", he stuttered, at a loss of words as the Arcanine threw him a scrutinizing gaze, “I… I'll be y-your b-bitch!"

A mischievous glint appeared in the pokemon's eyes as he waited. Theo knew that there was no way back now, and neither did he want to, but Blaze just stood there, his heavy, tantalizing tool softly bobbing from side to side.

“I-I'll do whatever you say, so please… M-More…"

He grew more and more frustrated at being denied that which he humiliated himself for, his manhood painfully hard as he tried to tease Blaze into fucking him, but to no avail. But then, finally, something clicked as the boy remembered what Robin had said to him.

“Actions… not words…", he muttered under his breath, reaching up to meet his future.

“I… I know…", he whispered, softly petting the Arcanine's neck, “I'm not your trainer…"

With a quiet click, the collar slid into his hand, the heavy, unwieldy metal suddenly feeling so inviting.

*CLICK*

“I-I'm… your pet!", he mewled as he closed it around his own neck, “S-So please, Blaze… M-Make me your b-bitch…"

“Master.", he stated flatly.

“Huh?"

“Call me master, and I'll consider it~", he snarled, barely suppressing his laughter.

He didn't need to think twice.

“P-Please, make me your b-bitch, Mastaaaaah!", he began, trailing into a bone chilling scream of ecstasy as his alpha speared into his depths once again.

His legs digging into the pokemon's side, arms wrapped around Blaze's neck, the newly minted bitch couldn't manage to utter a single word for the rest of the night. Once the commotion had died down, Robin and Tartarus snuck into the tent, huddling into the exhausted heap of fur, skin, and seed. Half asleep, Theo reached out to embrace his oldest partner, their mates still buried deep as they drifted off, ready for the debauched future that awaited him.

Epilogue:

Blaze awoke in a now quite familiar scenario, his trembling morning wood lodged deep inside Theo's throat and ready to burst.

“Having fun there, my little bitch?~", he yawned with a smirk, inspecting the boy through lidded eyes.

“Of course, master~", he replied, quickly continuing to worship the pokemon's girth.

Blaze observed the human as he dutifully handled his red rocket, clad in nothing but his brand new collar and the golden cage adorning his privates. Both accessories had been chosen by his new master shortly after they had cemented their new relationship, the pink strap of leather around his neck a testament to his devotion to his newfound pack. Theo wore it with a pride that surprised the Arcanine, quickly falling into place amidst his pokemon.

His attention shifted to the nearby window, eyes tearing away from his bitch's shapely figure. Tartarus and Robin were already wide awake, training for their next contest. To think the Houndoom would take an interest into something so conflict-free would have never crossed his mind, yet alone Tartarus'. Although the rewards he received from Robin in return might have had to do with it.

The pair was wreathed in a storm of both bitterly cold wind, and burning hellfire, a beautiful display that just barely covered them frantically rutting inside. It added some spice to their performance if one knew what was happening, and the duo delighted in the risky display.

“Those two came a long way, don't you think?", Blaze mused, returning his gaze to Theo, who turned to massage his furred sack.

The key fastened to the Arcanine's neck jingled softly, a reminder of the trust those two had fostered since that fateful night.

Theo had finally understood his calling. He wasn't meant to be some grandiose champion, not some ace trainer, not some glamorous star in the world of pokemon contests, but a devoted, eager bitch, seeking the affection and love of his alpha and his pack-mates.

“How about we enjoy our breakfast together, hmm?", he said with a toothy smile, Theo pulling away from his shaft with a loud, wet pop.

“Of course, master~", the boy replied softly, dragging his tongue along his length as he pointed to the nearby table.

A large platter with a beautiful breakfast arrangement had already been prepared for him, standing next to a red bowl decorated with a bone.

Blaze leisurely left the bed, walking over to the table and dipping his paw into the empty container before pulling it to the ground.

“You know the rules. No pets at the table.", he chuckled as Theo went down on his knees, “Go on. I won't start without you."

Without another word, Theo pushed the Arcanine's old food bowl beneath his girth, quickly stroking his alpha to completion. Blaze's release flooded it to the brim, thick streams of cum splattering across the wooden floor. On all fours, he placed his meal beneath the table, peeking over his shoulder expectantly.

The sight of the flame wreathed tramp stamp the human was now sporting on his lower back, filled Blaze with an indescribable sense of pride. Theo was his and everyone would do well to remember.

With a huff, the Arcanine felt his tool grow back to full length, already lodged in between his bitch's inviting cheeks.

“Time to dig in.", he mused, sampling the delicious arrangement as he nonchalantly pushed Theo's face into his bowl.

His shaft followed suit, quickly turning the boy into a panting mess. Seed splattered everywhere as Blaze enjoyed himself, fully aware that Theo did so too.

“If you win the next contest, I'll have to reward all of you for a job well done, don't you think?", he husked, Theo mewling in agreement as his cage clicked against the ground, “You can go free for a day, and the other two can make use of you too. What do you think?~"

The human raised his head beaming with gratitude.

“Thank you, master! I'll-"

The pokemon pushed his head back into the bowl as he sped up his thrusts.

“You haven't won yet. Actions, not words. Remember that, bitch~"