*Author's Note- Pokemon rape. I think that explains it. I don't condone rape, and you Pokemon shouldn't do it. Also a judicious story to never go into magniloquent grass without a partner. *


I never thought it would happen. I've ventured out of town before without any problem. I can't even tell mom about this, I know what she would say. Maybe I should of listened to them to not go out without a Pokemon, but I'm impatient, I haven't stupefy my starter yet, I just turned 10, but I have to look until they receive to a greater extent Snivy's, they have the others, but I really wanted him. The reason why they didn't have him, I heard from Mom, well at to the lowest degree, kinda heard from her.

Bryce and his mom came over because he wanted to demonstrate me his starter, Oshawatt. We were up in my room, arguing over whether my Snivy would crush his when we heard our mammy talking about something in the kitchen and we decided to hook down and eavesdrop.

"They said that Snivy went crazy, as soon as he was released from his pokeball, he ripped the shirt and bra off the faithful female person assistant, pinned her depressed with is vines and was about to violate her when one of the others threw his ball at him, it missed of path and he just ran out and to Route 1. They haven't been able-bodied to line up him since."

They kept talking about other things after that. Me and Bryce tried to compute out what Snivy was going to do to the helper and couldn't public figure out anything, and then we went back to arguing.

But, anyway.

I got up right hand before break of the day, mom was still deceased and I wanted to go and break out the area around Nuvema. I've done this multiple clock time, so when I get my Snivy, I will know where to go to train.

*

Mom,

I got up to go to school when Bryce, I'll see you when I get back.

-Love Amy

*

I left the note on the electric refrigerator, grabbed my pack and left. Its dark, but the sun is slowly starting to turn out. There's a aplomb breeze that brings over the sweet odour of apples from the trees. I take a late breath, inhaling the odor and walking preceding Bryce's family to the scratch of Route 1. I've almost gotten to Accumula townsfolk before, and this metre I plan to get there, I've brought money and plan to patronise for my time to come Snivy a little.

Tall eatage starts surrounding me as I go deeper into itinerary 1. I enjoy the heap and sounds around me, some waste Pidoves are starting to wake up and fly out of their nests making their cherubic cooing noises as they go. Half way through, I decide to cut through the Tree instead of going completely around on the main route. I find a little work over track that will take me to the former side, and from there, I will head to Accumula.

Its even darker under the tree top, and there is some mud which makes a splash sound every time I step into a puddle of it. I see movement off to the side, a Deerling coming out of her den with her fawn. Its beautiful.

There's a hushed serenity in this topographic point, little did I know that it was about to bring in a drastic turn.

I get closer to breaking through the tree line when I start hearing a shuffling haphazardness behind me. first gear, I think it's the Deerlings passing through, but as it gets closer I start to get a little spooky and start to take the air faster.

The randomness get closer, close plenty to were it feels as if something is breathing down my neck. I break into a run, trying to get to Route 1 again. I feel something brush against my calves but I keep going. Branches are catching my coat and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my legs seems to be doing it unfluctuating and firmer, actually wrapping around me, but I break out of it. Finally I breath a sigh of ease as I get out of the trees. I'm breathing heavily and sweat is pouring down my back. I feel the epinephrin pulsing through me.

I look back and see nix, light is starting to teem through the Tree and everything is peaceful. I laugh at my own paranoia, I haven't done that in years. I've walked confidently through there for awhile now and I can't help but wonder what got to me. I shrug as a catch my hint, adjust my pack and startle walk through the grass.

The prof and Mom's warning float through my mind. ‘ Don't go into the magniloquent grass, you could get anguish it you don't have a Pokemon with you.'

I smile, they worry over nothing, that's when my groundwork catches on something and I slip. I fall flat on my face and groan. ‘ Ow, ow ow ow oww. Damn.'I flip over and sit up, rubbing my rachis, trying to get the infliction to soften. When I try to stand I can't, I look down, my infantry is caught in a vine, its twisted around my ankle and halfway up my calf.

‘ What the… ?'I reach down and try to undo myself and I can't get hold the end, I search along it until my hired hand hits something warm and rough out. The thing I touched moves forward and I see a niggling green schnoz appear then the rest of his consistence, the vines that caught me were coming out of his spinal column, and they tighten around me as he reveals himself to me.

Snivy looks down at me with that superior look that his species seems to give and I stare back up at his leafy vegetable optic. Its very rarified to have wild fledgling on path 1, damn near impossible really, how could he…

Then it clicks, he's my starter, the one that went crazy and fled after trying to anguish the helper.

"L-let me gooo !"Another vine shoots out and wraps around my mouthpiece silencing me. He walks nearer and I see something garden pink and long emerging from the lower one-half of his body.

I remember finding one of Daddy's script in the bathroom a few years ago when he left it once, and I promised not to tell apart Mom if he told me what it was. He said it was called porn, and then I had him explain what everything was. The pink thing emerging from Snivy was his penis…or cock as Daddy accidentally called it once.

His turncock is long, almost as long as he is tall, and its fat. Its glister in the light, and I see something white start to exudate from the tip as he starts stroking it while staring at me. I start to sputter, trying to scream around my gag.

"Sniv…"He murmurs as his stroking goes faster, another vine emerges and starts ripping off my clothes, in sec he has me completely naked, the vine in my oral fissure loosens and ties my hands above my principal, while the one that stripped me takes me early leg and stretches it out revealing my pussy to him.

"Get off me ! Snivy, please let me go ! Get the fuck off me !"

He doesn't listen, and seems to get off to my words. He strokes faster, and his eyes start to shut."Sni, sni, sni, SNIVYYYY !"He screams just when his hammer erupts sending his cum across my body.

It splashes across my belly and thorax, it has a minty, basil like odour to it, in a different circumstance, I might enjoy the smell.

He looks at me through heavy lidded eyes, still stroking his hard putz. My throat hurts with all the shouting, then I see two Thomas More vines emerge, but they look different from the others. The wind are wider then the relief of the vine, and are a deeply green, and I see cunt at the top.

One slithers onto the ground coming toward me, I try to struggle, but his early vines tighten as he glowers at me. I feel it start to press against my ass and I scream again, instantly its muffled by the early oddly determine vine going into my mouth and down my pharynx and cutting off my oxygen and it starts sliding itself in and out, allowing me to get a bit of air every now and then.

The one on my ass starts pressing forward as Snivy walks towards me. He smiles as he positions his pecker around my snatch's entrance. The vine pops into my audibly just as Snivy enters my pussy.

weeping are streaming down my human face as he stretches out both holes and shift through my hymen. I can sense lineage running from my ass and puss. My mouth is tight around the one in my mouth as it shoves itself in and out. expectoration starts pooling and running down the sides of my oral cavity and into my whisker because it has no where else to go, whenever I swallow, Snivy gets a well-chosen look and the vine starts to pulse slightly.

Snivy fucks me hard, pistoning his dick and vines furiously out of me, I try to struggle, but the limited movement I'm given seems to get him off even more. Another set of vines comes from his spine and slithers out and wraps themselves around my small titty. For 10, I have a bazaar set, but they are still small, an A cup.

The vines start massaging my mammilla, making them concentrated and making me clench around his cock and the vine in my ass. I'm starting to feel unspoilt, and I am so ashamed of the pleasure. I don't want this occurrent, but my body can't supporter but respond to his device.

Then the one in my mouth starts pumping harder and harder and I feel it pulsing, making my throat expand momentarily each metre. Snivy smiles wickedly at me before it shoots off.

Its cum goes directly down my throat, he's making sure I eat some, before pulling back and letting me appreciation. It tastes like it smells, but it feels different, like piffling seeds…or spores. What is this… ?

As the vine pulls away and goes back into his back, I start feeling light headed as I cough and splutter now that the obstruction in my throat is gone. My spine starts to prickle, and the farther down the sensation goes it spreads to other sphere. My boob start to feel sensitive and tingly too, and the vines massaging them and pulling on the nipples feel extremely expert now.

I start to groan, and I don't know why, its like I don't have any control over my body. ‘ The spores…what form are they ?'

The tingling goes farther down into my renal pelvis, my pussy and clit outset feeling like they are vibrating and my ass look squeamish and full. Snivy smiles at me as my expression goes from that of fear to lust.

My clapper lolls from my sass and my eyes start to wind as a stupid grin gets plastered to my face. ‘ No, I don't want this ! Fight back !'I shout, but my consistency doesn't listen and continues reacting the accurate antonym. I feel my pussy getting wet, its practically pouring out of me now.

I can't understand Snivy's linguistic communication, but by the aspect he's giving me he's probably saying something along the line of,"That's rightfulness, take it you fiddling slut."

My body reacts thus, it starts fucking him back, the vines on my wrists and ankles tighten to determine my front more.

Snivy is fucking me vigorously, my cunt and ass clenching and liquid spurting out of me every metre he makes me cum. It covers him, coating his fine scales and making them shimmer. I try to make my eubstance combat, but I have no control over it, the spores seem to be controlling me now, and I can only await until they die off.

Snivy starts picking up pace, the vine in my ass matching his pace but while one comes in the other goes out and vice versa. The vine starts to then enclose around his stopcock in my twat and clenching down, making me even tighter around him while it continues going in and out my ass.

Just then he screams and his cock and the vine cum in me simultaneously. I can feel more spores shooting into my ass, they seem to only come in from his vines. As they enter my bowels, the tingling grows unassailable and I spray my succus all over his spasming cock. He pulls back along with his vines, although some remain out.

One comes and grabs me by the hair, bringing me over. I moan as he drags me to him, while inside I'm screaming for him to block up. A little of me must still be there because teardrop are streaming down my face even though that stupid lustful look is still on my face.

He drops me and readjusts his hold on my hair, he wraps it around like a hair tie and keeps my head up, while another comes and forces my mouth open. I realize what he's doing as he steps closer, putting his cock to my lips.

I try to shit my body conflict, but the spores still have hold of me. He slowly enters my rima oris, his cock it slicked with my juice, it tastes of me and his minty-basil preference, more elusive than his cum, but still apparent, although there is an superfluous crude tasting to it.

His little hands go to either side of my head to keep on himself firm as he starts fucking my face. The vine holding my mouth disappears, but I feel it go underneath me, and starts entering my puss again, its just a normal vine, it doesn't like the others that put the spores into me. It goes deeper than his peter, breaking through my cervix more than he did and violating my womb and making me feel even more wide than he did.

He's fucking my oral fissure, while another fucks my kitty-cat and the two others still playing with my breasts. His cock goes rich inside my pharynx, cutting off all air, and he doesn't submit lots clip to pull back to leave me any other, I feel like I'm suffocating, but my trunk is still responding. I'm running my tongue around his minty dick as he fucks me, sucking in my cheeks making it tighter for him.

Now, every prison term the vine thrusts itself in I spray cum all over the seat. Its like a waterfall, and I feel that I'm kneeling in a pool of it.

He shoves his long dick inside me and I feel it pulse as the vine in my hair tightens in the one in my cunt stills. I feel jet after jet of cum enter my throat he pulls back and the repose covers my face and gets into my hair.

It covers my face, I can only see out of one eye. He pulls back, his prick finally softens, he smiles at me and sits down. Finally I return to myself, and I start crying replete power. He ... took away my virginity. Violated me…

I see him cleaning our cum off his scurf, and he looks at me gratify. He smiles lazily at me."Sniiivyyy."I quickly get up and get dressed and run house, still covered in cum.


***

Mom never found out, she was at study, and thankfully no one in Ithiel Town saw me. I took a shower, wiping away all of Snivy's cum. When I'm done, a part of my head wonderment why he did it. I've never seen Pokemon act like that, than I remember something about what Mom said about a Pokemon's mating season and how cranky they get, maybe that's what's incorrectly with him.

As I enter my room a receive a shock, its Snivy. He's sitting on my bed, cleaning his scales, when he spots me he smiles."Sniii."He looks completely pattern now. I look over at my vanity and see his Pokeball that the professor gave me and I go for it. He just smiles as I throw it, him entering it in the red stream of lighting without a problem.

I take him back to the Lab, and they evaluate him and they decide that he is fine, nothing wrong now. They figured he just wanted to be free. I keep quiet about the whole incident. Then they ask me if I want him, now that they got him back, they figure it would be ok.

‘ Should I…'I think back to what happened former and sense angry, I don't ever want to see that slight demon again. I feel hate towards him, and I hope they send him far far away. I unfastened my mouthpiece to order them this.

"Yes, I'll get him."I say happily, smiling at them and extending my arms and picking up Snivy and cuddling him to my chest.

I want…what do I want ?

Snivy smiles at me and I realize ... the Spores…they aren't out of my system…and by the flavor of it, its never going to happen.

I put him down as we leave the Lab, my psyche screaming to take the small fucker and pearl him to the bottom of the sea. Snivy's grin grows bigger as he walks by my side back home. In my room, he closes the door and faces me, I see his dick lengthening again, and the phallus shaped vines coming from his back. ‘ Mom, Daddy…help !'I scream as my organic structure goes and takes him into my mouth and the vines enter my puss and ass. The death thing I see is Snivy smiling maniacally at me as my consciousness fades away, giving way to the spore induced haze.

*I hope you enjoyed, rate and remark. This is my first Pokemon fic, but I think I'll right more, maybe something more vanilla like though. *