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Every single pokemon was obedient. Bent. Tamed. Trained. Maya smiled at the spreadsheets, proud of the progress Silph was steadily making. The most unruly and deranged creatures came to them and were whipped into order. Out of control Charizards, feral Houndooms, disobedient Gardevoirs. All learned to obey, cause their method was perfect. She hit the pen against her plump lips, nibbing at it with metric precision, proud of their work. Maya had been the chief scientist of that Silph’s research facility for about four months, and she whipped the place into shape. Every pokemon broke down, evolved into new, more obedient shapes.
The power was almost godlike.
She opened the slides she would present next week to the shareholders: savage creatures turned into docile toys, their features enhanced, their bodies twisted closer to humanity, their features improved, their privates made compatible with humans. Female Dragonairs with long legs and plump breasts, ready to suck cock for hours. An Eevee turned into a delicious little furry, human-shaped, big-eyed, scared as her asshole leaked with cum. Everything was running perfectly smoothly, and Maya was sure that Silph’s investment would keep growing, keep financing a better future, with stronger, more docile, and way more fuckable pokemon.
Her phone rang, one of the numbers from the development and reeducation zone. Maya answered, monotone, her voice always whispered in a cold shiver, devoid of emotion.
– Yes, Sophie? Please report.
– Uhmm, Miss Maya… I’m sorry to bother you. We’ve been running into problems. Again.
– What problems?
– It’s your Snorlax again, Ma'am. We’ve tried all of the standard protocols. Denying food. Battling practice. Sensory overstimulation. Scent-based pheromonial therapy. Nothing is working. She refused to move.
Maya sighed. That one Snorlax was a project that had been growing ever since she got to the facility, object number one. She was raised from a munchlax to the perfect specimen, but it all seemed like a failure, a worthless waste of time and resources. Every single creature learned to behave, except that lazy fucking error. She was almost at her wits' end, deeply irritated by that one big red mark of failure over her otherwise perfect exemplar quarterly performance report. She made great progress, but that one failure irked her profoundly.
But Maya did not show it. She kept her voice perfectly cold and monotone, her body barely moving, sustaining the perfect frigid facade proper to a scientist like her.
– Have you tried arousing her? It showed good results last time. Jump-start her into motion, and then go from there.
– We… We did, yes. It isn’t working. She doesn’t seem to respond at all to our touches…
– Sophie, I showed you all how to do it two weeks ago. How can it not be working?
– Sorry… We are really sorry, boss. We think… We think it’s something with your smell. It could be that the Snorlax is predisposed to answer only to you.
– That’s not the protocol.
– We know… But…
And the silence hung in the air. But they were fucking incompetent interns who barely understood how to do such a simple job well. If it weren’t for Maya, nothing would be done properly in that place. If she didn’t love her research so much, she would probably seek a better, more respected job with Aether or Rocket. Damn those stupid undergrades Silph kept hiring to save some pittances. Good science was expensive.
Maya got up, her high stiletto heels clapping against the white sterile floor. She wasn’t afraid of paying what was needed for the development of human consciousness, even if it meant getting her hands a bit dirty. She quickly traversed the facility, stopping to check herself in a mirror. Maya was a beautiful late twenties woman, way too advanced in her career for her age, but the tiredness was visible in her blue eyes. There was no amount of caffeine in the world able to stop her exhaustion. Her short white hair was practical, kept to the shoulders to ease her routine. She always wore the same: a white shirt with a black tie, propped forward by her large breasts; a card with her name and her position as “Chief of Research”; and a black pencil skirt that reached to her knees. She had at least ten perfectly identical fits like that. She enjoyed precision, repetition, and schedule. She found her looks appropriate and kept going.
There was a small crowd around Snorlax’s resting booth, about three or four junior scientists. They all opened space for Maya, looking a bit ashamed at her. They knew she wouldn’t let that failure pass by on their internship report.
– So, no answer at all?
– None, Miss Maya… We’re sorry…
– Save the words.
She passed them and stared through the glass at the specimen. It was a perfectly designed ecosystem, with bright green grass, sunlight emulation, a small pond, and nature sounds playing according to the time of day, providing enough space for the creature to move about. Not that it did. The Snorlax kept herself snoring in the middle of the grass, unmovable, deep in slumber. She was a big girl: little pointy ears, black hair, round and fat. Her tits were massive, fully naked, spreading over her large body. Every snore made her form shake a bit. She was in the perfect intersection between human and creature, twisted just enough to the basic humanoid shape, but keeping her feral characteristics. A pokemon anthropormofized in a perfect chimera. Smarter, powerful, loyal, fuckable, obedient. Well, they were still working on the obedient part.
– How long has she been sleeping for?
– About to reach thirty hours.
– She didn’t eat?
– She… She ate while asleep, miss.
– That’s inconceivable. We can’t let this continue. I’m going in to rouse her this exact instant. You guys watch and learn, I’m too busy to be expending time like this.
The door opened for Maya, and she strolled inside, only her years of experience and natural elegance allowing her to traverse the grassy terrains on heels. She got right next to the sleeping Snorlax and gently kicked her a couple of times on the side of the belly. The creature was big: taller, larger, and thicker than Maya, who was not a short woman. She tried a couple more times, poking her plentiful belly, even her breasts, without success. Maya sighed and went for the next step: bending down and grabbing one of her big legs, pulling it a bit open, giving her some room to work with. Snorlax didn’t even twitch with the forced movement. Maya put both hands on her waist, staring down at the creature's thick, spread-out thighs, and at the massive, knotted cock waiting inside.
Even while flacid it was enormous. It lay against the inside of the Snorlax’s left leg, starting at the round knot, cylindrical and impressive. Maya knew that only through that cock she would be able to make the creature move, so she went down on her knees, holding firmly her skirt to not expose her ass and panties to the interns, and held that cock. It was big and soft against her hand, so she began to slowly jerk it, bringing her face very close to it.
Maya was too old and successful to be doing that. She rubbed her long nails against the sides of that shaft, both hands on it, moving up and down, noticing it getting harder. It was impossible to fully close her hands against that massive anthro cock, her knees against the grass, watching as it kept growing. Of course, any competent biologist – and maybe even most whores with at least half a brain – would know that the fastest way to rouse up a dormant cock was a bit lower than the shaft, after giving every single inch the care and worship it needed. So Maya stretched herself closer, getting her face right next to it as she lifted the cock, and took a nice and prolonged suck on those big balls.
It was obviously sweaty and musky, and the taste quickly made Maya dizzy. She knew about the pheromonal qualities of it, and all she had to do was keep them in mind, not let them overwhelm her. She kept jerking that cock with both hands, sucking one ball, then the other, licking the entirety of that gray and leathery ballsack. Good thing she had minimal makeup, or it would already be all smeared by now. The cock rested against her nose, filling her smell with its musky odor, as her tongue kept worshipping it, licking everything with surgical precision. She felt proud as the now hardened dick finally began to throb between her long fingers.
Maya knew it would just take a little longer, working relentlessly with her knees on the grass, letting herself drool all over that nice cock. She moved her hand up and down, rubbing the tip until she felt the first droplets of precum finally escaping, lubricating it. The Snorlax continued to snore, almost unbothered, but she moved a bit more in her sleep, clearly affected. Maya would only need to keep that up for a little longer and, if all went well, the creature would be ready. After cumming, she would be sure to obey and submit.
She lifted her head, taking in a bit of air, cleaning the side of her mouth from drool and precum with the tip of her fingers, staring at that beautiful dick. It was not an easy thing to get right, the shape of the cock, their pokemon bred and altered to perfection. Maybe that knotted aberration would be too much for some clients, but Maya knew it was just right. Almost good enough to lose herself to. As soon as that Snorlax learned the correct ways to obey, please, and serve, it would easily be the best damn project in that facility. She laughed a bit, losing herself in thought as she kept slowly jerking that thick shaft, her hand sticky with the Snorlax’s fluids. If only her interns weren’t such incompetent failures and knew how to work a cock…
Maya didn’t even have time to scream. Her Snorlax moved from total stasis to full movement in a fragment of a second, those two massive paws grabbing Maya’s head and pulling her forward. The creature seemed almost fully humanoid, cute and innocent, but all that softness hid the fact that she still had all the strength of a regular Snorlax, those plump curves packing a mighty punch. It was all by design, of course, to achieve the best of both worlds: a cute little plaything, nice to look at, but without discarding power. Maya was barely able to take one last whiff of musky, stained air before her mouth was fully taken by that cock.
The Snorlax had sat down, like a moving mountain, its entire body shaking, her massive breasts bouncing forward, resting over her big belly. Her grip was fierce, and Maya couldn’t help but roll up her cold eyes with the sudden face fucking, her lips barely able to open enough to fit it all inside. Fuck, Maya thought, her fingers digging into the Snorlax's meaty thighs, grabbing on it for support, taken out of balance, her legs shaking, knees on the ground, her skirt rolling a bit up with the movement, revealing the lower part of her fishnet-clad ass. The Snorlax roared, still a bit groggy, almost a yawn as it brutally face fucked Maya. Her movement was lethargic, except for the hip swings, forcing her cock deeper and deeper into the poor woman’s mouth.
The chief scientist gagged, trying her best to keep up a trace of composure, drool bubbling on the side of her lips, going down her chin, dripping on the Snorlax’s leg. The entirety of the throbbing shaft was by now well lodged inside her throat, with the hard knot stuck on her lips, pressed to her nose, making her mind dizzy from overstimulation. It was impossible to breathe. Maya choked and gagged, feeling that thing down half her throat.
That was the kind of job proper for a stupid intern, not her, but it seemed she was the only one qualified and competent enough. The protocol was pretty clear: she just had to take it, wait it out. Steel her mind and wait for Snorlax to get tired. The wet sounds of pounding kept getting more and more intense, too much girth for her throat, gaping it. All Maya could do was struggle to breathe, to stay still; panic would do her no good. Count the movement, each sliding out and pounding back, one, two, three… Keep her cold eyes looking up, staring at the Snorlax, not losing sense of who she was, why she was doing that, just a routine rousing, nothing more. It was going so deep that she almost feared that such a rough fucking would forever rearrange her exceptional brain.
She hoped the interns weren’t watching through the opaque glass, but she had no time to worry about such inane and useless concepts such as decency. That was a scientific method, proved efficiently, a way to bring Snorlax once more to action. She just had to take it for a couple more minutes, until Maya’s mouth would be filled with her thick cum, and then she could go on with her day, moving humanity towards her rich future. Nothing a good teeth brushing couldn’t fix.
The Snorlax pulled her cock out of Maya’s mouth, but still kept her paws on the scientist’s face, restraining her in place. They stared at each other, silently: Snorlax sitting down, fully naked; Maya on her knees, arms on her pokemon tights, still clothed in her work attire. The scientist’s cold, fierce blue eyes facing off against Snorlax’s gentle expression. There was conscience behind that mellow, smiling face, Maya knew it. Snorlax was not able to talk, obviously, but it was a great communicator, when awake at least. And know, Maya knew exactly what her kind eyes were asking for.
– You’re horny, aren’t you?
One slow nod. Maya got out of her crawling position, getting closer, kneeling very close to Snorlax, both her hands gripping her cock. Snorlax moaned approvingly, and it was a sound that shook the entire artificial ecosystem where master and pet played.
– You have been pent up for a long time, that’s why you’re so sleepy. It’s because of those loaded balls, right?
Another moan, another nod.
– Nobody is treating you right, I know it. They don’t know you as I do. Incompetent failures, all of them. Not you. You just need the right motivation to break you out of laziness. The right reward.
And as the Snorlax stared intently at Maya, paying attention to every single word, fully awake by now, she unbuttoned her white shirt. Her breasts jumped out immediately, big and juicy, even if not as big as the manufactured ones on her Snorlax, obviously. Maya knew about the intense gaze on her, but it didn’t faze her a bit. Easily and dextrously, she took out her tie and then reached to her back and opened the black bra, leaving them both on the grass. From her open shirt, now one could see her big exposed breasts, hanging heavy, with large swollen nipples, surrounded by pinkish areola. She groped her tits from beneath, moving them, watching as the Snorlax face followed every movement.
One claw finally left the side of Maya’s head, groping at her left breast, pulling it, those gray fingers putting strength on it. She cringed from the pain for only a second, but kept her nonchalant expression, appearing to be above all of it, as a master should. Maya reached for one of Snorlax’s soft, massive breasts, which didn’t share the leathery texture of much of her body, closer to human, even if gargantuan. Maya played with the hard nipple, making the sensitive creature moan, its voice half delicate and half feral, almost shy. Snorlax’s face got red, overtaken by pleasure, lust, fully aroused. Maya kept pinching at her nipple, making her moan in heat, teasing her. She wanted to go further, to make her cum already.
So Maya enveloped that massive dripping cock around her own tits, squeezing them hard around it, spitting a bit on it to make it even wetter. On her knees, she moved up and down, pulling her breasts together with her hands, barely able to close them around such a big cock, going up and down on the pulsing shaft. While doing it, she switched from staring at Snorlax’s panting face to looking down and licking at the tip of his penis, gargling her precum and then spitting it back, her face fully messed by now.
Maya couldn’t deny that it was a bit of fun. Her work was so stressful and demanding that she rarely had the time for herself, to unwind a bit, to relax, maybe to cum. That powerful stench of sex, sweat, and semen was making Maya horny, her pussy wetting up, sticking to her panties. She truly wanted to reach down and masturbate while sniffing that cock, but that would be too far. She needed to be professional, to just help Snorlax ejaculate and move on with her day. There were dangers with sexual overindulgence in scenarios like that. Protocols existed for a reason and should always be obeyed. No exceptions.
Faster, squeezing her breasts even tighter, hugging that warm cock next to her heart, licking and sucking on the now engorged red tip. She was pretty sure Snorlax was fully erect by now, throbbing wildly, leaking more and more. It shouldn’t take long for her to cum by now… Cover Maya’s face with her seed… Another job well done, and maybe one useless intern could take over for her next time, if she showed her the tapes, how to do it properly…
The Snorlax suddenly got up, getting out of the boobjob, almost slapping her cock on Maya’s face.
– Easy girl, what are you doing? Sit down, let me finish. I’ll take good care of you… C’mon, sit down, relax.
Snorlax roared in a way Maya hadn’t seen before. It moved swiftly, grabbing the scientist by the hair, and before she could even protest, the large anthropomorphic pokemon had turned around, and Maya found her face pulled deep inside her greyish ass, her mouth dragged to the Snorlax’s pinkishy sweaty asshole. That was out of protocol, never observed behaviour. Maya couldn’t help but get a little startled, pulled out of her comfort zone. She was stuck there, forced to lick her asshole, overwhelmed by the taste and the smell. If her cock already packed a maddening musk, the back end was worse. Maya was not used to eating ass, making drool drip down between the Snorlax’s legs, her trembling hands pushing against those fat buttocks, struggling to move. Snorlax moaned, jerking slowly her own cock, enjoying the prodding tongue on her asshole.
Maya hated losing control, getting out of the workflow, and being surprised. She was perfectly fine with jerking off a nice cock until climax; she might even enjoy it, but now things were out of the script. Which meant that there was no predicting what would come next, how that would go. She ran a couple of simulations in her mind, while doing her best impromptu asshole delving, and she didn’t like any results. A lie: Maya corrected herself. She liked the results a lot, and that scared her, as if her body was betraying her mind. All of her intelligence was suddenly useless when faced with a bestial urge to be fucked.
With one more movement from the Snorlax, Maya was on the floor, panting, recovering. Her perfectly groomed hair was now a mess, sloppy drool smearing her face, dripping down to her tits as she landed on the grass, facing the ceiling, back to the floor. Her shirt was open, her skirt had dislodged itself, pulled up, she even lost one of her heels, and her feet hung on the floor, covered by the translucent black fishnet. She saw the Snorlax towering over her, walking forward, her cock twitching menacingly. Maya bit her lip, her heart pounding. It was impossible to overwhelm the Snorlax, nor run. If she wanted to fuck Maya, she would. All she could do was pray not to lose too much from her IQ from it.
But if resisting was useless, she could at least try her best to make it run smoothly. Maya pulled up her skirt, rolling it up around right above her belly button, exposing herself to the creature. And Snorlax was so cute, with her innocent face, her slow movement, her little eyes, and those adorable, moaned yawns. One would think she was not dangerous. One would be so wrong.
Snorlax ripped with one pull Maya’s fishnets, tearing a hole that went from the middle of her thigh to her privates, destroying her cotton underwear along with it. Maya shivered as she felt those big fingers rubbing against her shaven pussy. Her labia were big, covering most of the red insides, but Snorlax was already pulling them open, spreading the wet interior. Maya held back a pathetic little moan, unable to admit how wet and horny she was, keeping her lips bitten down.
Maya was a smart, intelligent, powerful woman.
She felt small, scared, and enticed. Like prey. She shouldn’t enjoy the sudden loss of power, but she couldn’t stop gawking at the size of that cock, knowing that it would soon be rearranging her insides. Because logically, she was fucked. There was no use denying it.
– Stop stalling and fuck me already!
One hand slammed the ground right on the side of her face, making the entire building shake in a powerful tremor. Maya turned her face, closing her eyes, protecting herself from the impact. With the other hand, the Snorlax raised one of the chief scientist’s toned legs, pushing it against her body, lying on top of her and rubbing her massive, erect cock on her cunt. Maya recovered quickly, staring at the creature.
– Want to fuck me? Want to try and break me? You have never been so filled with energy, Lax. I’m almost proud. I’ve never seen you move so much… And all because of me? All because I’ve teased you enough, your dirty little slut?
Snorlax roared, blushing, flashing her little teeth, and then pushed herself inside of Maya. The white-haired scientist screamed with the size, arching her back, trying to hug around Snorlax, but failing since she was so big, grabbing and squeezing some of the meat on her flanks, digging her nails deep. The cock went inside Maya in one single movement, finding some resistance but quickly breaking through, spreading those meaty lips to invade her rosy interior, pushing the labia aside, grinding against the walls, fully taking her cunt. Maya’s clit was big, easy to spot, and was tingling wildly, rubbing on the big cock inside, pressed up. Her scream was guttural, her reaction shattering all of the safe facade of professionalism and giving in to her most primate urges.
Maya hadn’t been fucked in ages.
She rolled her eyes, feeling her muscles contracting, clenching her pelvis, losing herself under that mountain of succulent meat, kissing and biting at the Snorlax’s plump lips, hugging her delicious, round body, feeling those massive breasts resting on top of her own chest, nipples rubbing against each other. And this was only the first movement, soon the Snorlax raised her hips agains, and slammed back down, spreading Maya’s legs and pounding on her cunt, up and down, slowly but hard, rough, intense. Maya clawed at the Snorlax’s back, but her nails would never hurt her leathery skin, no matter how much strength she put on it. She felt her body surrendering, taken, humiliated, and conquered on the floor, but too filled with cock to truly ponder about it. Her mind was blank, concerned only with pleasure, only with the delight of that massive thing twitching inside of her, all of it up to the knot, which Snorlax hadn’t shoved inside yet. But it was more than enough already to drive Maya into a lustful stupor, drooling like a dumb whore, fucked silly on the dirty grass.
– Oh shit… You’re so humongous… Colossal… Fuck… I’m…
Word vomit, no coherent thought, every single idea turned into slurred moans as they left her thin lips. Maya forgot numbers and plans; she no longer cared about quarterly reports and profit graphs. Of course, she knew that it was a biological reaction, her needy body answering to sexual overstimulation; she should just focus and coldly take it. But it was useless, because Maya kept pulling the Snorlax deeper, clenching her cunt around her cock, kissing her mouth, trading saliva with her pet. Her master. Whatever.
The Snorlax moaned, straightening up, pulling out of Maya’s gaping cunt, balancing atop her little, thick legs. How was she still holding her orgasm? Maya was panting on the floor, sweaty, drooling, her pussy all wet and bothered, her cold exterior ruined: clothes torn, face drooling, pussy open and gaping. She tried to get up, and she failed miserably. A hand on her hair, pushing Maya back into doggystile, a large paw slapping her ass, making her body shake, making the scientist squeal in pain. Her ass burned red, marked by the slap, and then the Snorlax hit it again, making her squealing louder, her eyes wide, drooling on the floor in front of her bouncing tits.
She valued cleanliness. Order. Schedules. No bullshit communication. How did Maya lose all of it so fast? She moved a hand between her legs, eager for an orgasm, rubbing her clit and spreading her juices all over her twitching cunt. Why did the Snorlax stop?
– Put it back in… Don’t be lazy!
She slammed in one fast pound deep into the wrong hole. Every modicum of rationalizing that Maya had left – which was little – shattered immediately when that big dick ripped her asshole open. Her nails dug deep into the dirt, her mouth hanging open, face down, her pale skin turned red from all that pleasure and pain, her moaned cries mixing with Snorlax’s groans of pleasure. Maya’s voice was usually ordered and low-pitched, and now it was completely changed, out of control, moaning and shrieking, almost girlishly, demolished, tears running down her face. She hadn’t cried in years, no matter the pressure or the anxiety. She did it now, because that cock claiming her asshole felt way too good for her to handle. The Snorlax hit her ass again, making Maya’s entire body jiggle, grabbing her by the butt and making her bounce on her. Maya no longer cared that Snorlax was lazy; she mostly kept still by now as the scientist wiggled and shook on its member.
Maya had never been fucked in the ass before, surprised how quickly her body had adapted. She had but one finger inside before, maybe two? Now there was a full nine inches thick lab-built cock obliterating her asshole, slamming at it as the scientist kept flicking herself off, her face resting against the floor, her eyes rolling, drooling as her moans got more and more frantic, the first wave of orgasm coming as she pressed forcefully against her swollen clitoris, feeling her anal walls stretching and gaping, all the colors of the word mixing in a rose tint palette.
She put her forehead to the floor, squealing, a wet and ugly orgasm, squirting heavily from her pussy, legs shaking as Maya began cumming. Her words made no sense, but they were still there, relentlessly spat out in a call for cock, for sex, for pleasure. She wanted more, everything, her pink pussy open and asking for more, dripping torrentially.
Snorlax kept enjoying her asshole for a while longer, but Maya was not sure how much. Seconds melted into minutes, which also stopped making sense. She had a clockwork quality to her routine, to the minutes. Time to wake up, to shower, to start working, to eat this many calories. Everything had to be perfect. There were no numbers left on her mind, only the smashing of her asshole for what felt like her entire life. Everything that came before was useless; now she could disappear into full pleasure. It felt so much better to forget Maya and all of her idiocrasies and inhabit a pure, simple-minded sluttyness. Her body implored for more cock, and her brain could go fuck itself.
She liked being merely a body.
She liked being fucked.
She liked.
No more words, moaning and spitting to the floor, squirting, eyes shut hard, clenched as her ass was slapped just like she deserved. Maya cummed again, and with every orgasm, more and more of her went out from her pussy, fire spreading in her body, overtaking her mind.
– Fuck my cunt… Snorlax! I want it… I want your cock… Love… Inside… Please! PLEASE!
Snorlax groped her butt, pulling out, letting Maya roll to the floor. Her anus was a gaping hole, red, opening and closing with every second of breathing, her white meat red from excitement, covered in sweat. Snorlax was also dripping, sweat covering her plump body, panting from exhaustion. She had pushed herself to the limits of her stamina, but it still was not enough. She had fucked Maya thoroughly, with intent, but it never went all the way. Until now, the scientist had only tasted the shaft, and it almost shattered her. It was time for the full treatment: the knotting.
Snorlax sat on the floor and pulled Maya to her, by the hand, almost gently. The scientist did not protest, following along, yearning for more, hooked on it. She sat atop the Snorlax, spreading her legs, one hand between her legs to open her cunt up, sitting on that cock, biting her lower lip as she made it fit again, sliding down. It felt even better the second time, her pussy throbbing and hungry, insatiable and tingling after the last couple of orgasms, so lubricated that it went inside almost effortlessly. Maya moaned, her mouth open, wiggling back and forth, enjoying that big head on the entrance of her cunt, swaying around, looking at Snorlax’s eyes, those tiny pupils shining with hunger. A Snorlax was insatiable now that her hunger was awakened. Those big paws held Maya’s hips, pushing her down. It slowly slid, inch by inch, stretching her insides to fit. Maya sat on top of the knot, her hands on Snorlax’s tits, squeezing her nipples, barely able to keep her body solid, supported by the dick deep into her. Maya opened her mouth to say something and only moaned, her warm breath hitting the smiling Snorlax’s face. That cock filled her body, slightly bulging her belly, and she could bounce on it for hours.
Snorlax gave one last pull, forcing Maya down. She threw her white-haired head back, screaming, eyes lost on the blue painted ceiling, feeling her pussy opening up for the full erect knot to enter, fully locked in place. That thing would not slide out until the Snorlax had emptied her balls of all accumulated cum. Maya drolled and cried, giggling like an idiot, her naked body riding the creature's cock, forced to wiggle over it, moved by Snorlax's fierce grip. Maya was locked in that dick, glued to Snorlax’s belly, submerging herself in plentiful, delicious meat while getting fully taken. Snorlax let one hand go to the floor, for support, flaring her chest up, the right arm being more than enough to keep moving Maya up and down, like a toy, a fleshlight.
There was little left of Maya’s mind by now, eyes shining empty as she bounced up and down, tongue out, breasts shaking and wiggling. Some of her fishnets still clung to her legs, a pathetic reminder of civilization, but every single other piece of clothing was lost somewhere during the fucking. She didn’t miss them. It was better to be naked, to feel Snorlax against her body, to grind her big breasts against those bigger ones, giving the creature sloppy kiss after sloppy kiss. Maya was fully roused, out of herself, made obedient and submissive, giggling with every slap on her ass, unwilling to fight her third orgasm, moaning loudly, with pride. Maya was a perfectionist, and some trace of that must still linger, as she perfectly submits, becoming an ideal whore.
Maya kept riding Snorlax, giving the pokemon the workout of its life, her white body glistening with sweat, unable to stop or to think. In that little habitat, the lighting was always the same; there was no way to even know what time it was. Maybe her shift was already over; she didn’t know, she didn’t care. She would ride that cock forever, even if it were in unpaid extra hours.
Snorlax was showing signs of exhaustion, barely moving by now, also moaning, her eyes barely open, her tongue hanging out of her mouth, dropping copious amounts of saliva. Her cock was about to explode, twitching, and it took her a lot of effort not to cum, to keep holding it, to keep fucking her master. She liked seeing Maya like that: kinder, happier, relaxed. There was nothing better than resting, and she couldn’t wait to take a nice nap after she was done with it, to hug Maya like a pillow and fall asleep after she pumped her womb full of cum.
Maya knew the end was coming, clenching her cunt, her labia fully open around the cock, still feeling the throbbing of her gaped asshole, her nipples rubbing hard against Snorlax's skin.
– C’mon… Please – She moaned straight into Snorlax’s ear, pulling her hair back, slamming her butt down on her cock, white meat shaking – I need it… Fill this dumb slut with your nice cum… Breed me. Use my fucking womb for what it was meant… Use me now!
Snorlax roared, grabbing Maya by the neck with one hand, the other still on her hips, forcing her down, making the scientist squeal in lust, looking up as every single inch of that cock, up to the heavy ballsack, was deep into her, the deepest that’s ever been. With her voice also cackling in pleasure, Snorlax began cumming. It was not a quick relief; waves of semen unleashed inside Maya’s womb. By now her heat reached critical levels, crying in pleasure, inundated by that thick and sticky cum, her little womb fully claimed, impregnated. She could feel her body changing with it, hugging Snorlax as she pumped her full of cum, the cock twitching inside of her.
It was too much, bringing Maya to a dazed stupor, unable even to react, merely enjoying the pleasure of a nice creampie. She was overflowing by now, cum leaking out of her pussy, little filaments of it running down around the knot, scurrying very slowly from how thick it all was.
If it were a few hours ago, Maya could perfectly explain Snorlax’s reproductive system and how it was made flexible to allow impregnation of almost any womb. But she didn’t need to explain now, feeling it, caressing her slightly inflated belly as her womb filled to the brim, her eggs already impregnated, made into little more than a bitch to carry her litter. She was not wasting her intelligence; she just had found something even better to do with her life.
The pulling out was heavenly, first the wet plot of the somewhat softened knot getting out, then the slow pull of the shaft; as Maya felt back, sitting on the grass, watching her quivering cunt quiffing out a massive amount of white thick cum, pouring out, oozy, almost solid in parts, with a smell so musky that made her mind dizzy, her vision blurry. And all of that coming out was just a small fraction of what was inside her womb. She spread the lips of her labia, feeling every single spot burning, aching, and red, and she proudly brought loads of cum to her mouth, tasting it, moaning, smearing it sloppily around her lips.
Snorlax sat down on her side, grunting in satisfaction, her eyes barely open. Maya snuggled close, resting her head on Snorlax’s shoulders, letting all of her weight relax over her soft body.
Maya wanted to say something, but she was not sure if she knew what the words were any longer. She had work to do, but she couldn’t care less. She rubbed her belly, proud, happy with all the cum inside of her, impregnated, already carrying those big eggs. Her career had always been more important than motherhood, but now be birthing a pack of the most perfect little critters.
Snorlax yawned, almost instantly falling asleep. Maya allowed herself to relax, not worry and live in the moment. They fell asleep together, hugging, loving.
Mind free of worry.
Mind free of anything.
Blissful. Happy. Empty. Broken. Bred.
Snorlax hugged her little pet, keeping her body tucked close, all of the rousing gone by now. She just wanted to sleep now that her cum was depleted. At least one of them would learn to obey and submit to the real alpha.