*Author's Note- Pokemon rape. I think that explains it. I don't condone violation, and you Pokemon shouldn't do it. Also a wise narrative to never go into tall forage without a partner. *


I never thought it would befall. I've ventured out of town before without any trouble. I can't even order 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 gotten my neophyte yet, I just turned 10, but I have to wait until they receive More 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 least, kinda heard from her.

Bryce and his mom came over because he wanted to show me his starting motor, Oshawatt. We were up in my room, arguing over whether my Snivy would beat his when we heard our moms talking about something in the kitchen and we decided to sneak 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 closest female assistant, pinned her down with is vines and was about to infract her when one of the others threw his chunk at him, it missed of course and he just ran out and to Route 1. They haven't been able-bodied to incur him since."

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

But, anyway.

I got up properly before dawn, mom was still deceased and I wanted to go and correspond out the area around Nuvema. I've done this multiple times, so when I get my Snivy, I will cognize 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

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I left the note on the electric refrigerator, grabbed my pack and left. Its iniquity, but the sun is slowly starting to rise. There's a coolheaded breeze that brings over the seraphic odor of apples from the trees. I take a rich breath, inhaling the smell and walking yesteryear Bryce's house to the scratch of road 1. I've almost gotten to Accumula townspeople before, and this sentence I plan to get there, I've brought money and architectural plan to browse for my future Snivy a little.

Tall supergrass starts surrounding me as I go deeper into itinerary 1. I enjoy the sights and sounds around me, some wild Pidoves are starting to wake up and fly out of their nests making their sweet cooing disturbance as they go. Half way through, I decide to cut through the trees instead of going completely around on the chief route. I find a little beaten track that will take me to the other side of meat, and from there, I will head to Accumula.

Its even darker under the tree cover charge, and there is some mud which makes a slop 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 calm peace of mind in this blank space, little did I know that it was about to work a drastic turn.

I get closer to breaking through the tree argument when I start hearing a make noise behind me. First, I think it's the Deerlings pass through, but as it gets closer I start to get a footling aflutter and take off to walk faster.

The disturbance get closer, close decent to were it feels as if something is breathing down my neck opening. 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 pelage and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my legs seems to be doing it unshakable and firmer, actually wrapping around me, but I break out of it. Finally I breath a sigh of relief as I get out of the tree. I'm breathing heavily and sweat is pouring down my back. I feel the epinephrin pulsing through me.

I look back and see nothing, luminousness is starting to stream through the tree diagram and everything is passive. 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 assistant but wonder what got to me. I shrug as a catch my breathing time, adjust my clique and start walking through the grass.

The prof and Mom's warning float through my nous. ‘ Don't go into the improbable weed, you could get spite it you don't have a Pokemon with you.'

I smile, they worry over null, that's when my metrical foot grab on something and I trip. I fall flatbed on my face and groan. ‘ Ow, ow ow ow oww. Damn.'I flip over and sit up, rubbing my spinal column, trying to get the pain to mince. When I try to endure I can't, I look down, my foot is caught in a vine, its twisted around my ankle and halfway up my calf.

‘ What the… ?'I reach down and try to unwrap myself and I can't find the end, I search along it until my hand hits something affectionate and rough. The affair I touched movement forward and I see a piddling K nozzle appear then the remainder of his body, the vines that caught me were coming out of his back, and they tighten around me as he reveals himself to me.

Snivy looks down at me with that superior facial expression that his species seems to have and I stare back up at his green eyes. Its very rare to receive wild starting motor on route 1, tinker's dam near unsufferable really, how could he…

Then it clicks, he's my starter, the one that went softheaded and fled after trying to hurt the assistant.

"L-let me gooo !"Another vine shoots out and enfold around my backtalk silencing me. He walks penny-pinching and I see something pink and long emerging from the lower half of his body.

I remember finding one of dad's books in the bathroom a few old age ago when he left it once, and I promised not to tell 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 affair emerging from Snivy was his penis…or cock as Daddy accidentally called it once.

His dick is long, almost as long as he is marvellous, and its fat. Its glistens in the sparkle, and I see something ashen start to ooze from the tip as he starts stroking it while staring at me. I start to struggle, trying to call around my gag.

"Sniv…"He murmurs as his stroke goes faster, another vine emerges and starts ripping off my clothes, in seconds he has me completely naked, the vine in my oral cavity loosens and linkup my work force above my head, while the one that stripped me takes me other leg and stint it out revealing my pussy to him.

"Get off me ! Snivy, please let me go ! Get the roll in the hay off me !"

He doesn't listen, and seems to get off to my password. He strokes faster, and his middle start to exclude."Sni, sni, sni, SNIVYYYY !"He screams just when his cock erupts sending his cum across my body.

It splashes across my belly and chest, it has a minty, basil like smell to it, in a unlike setting, I might enjoy the smell.

He looks at me through heavy lidded eye, still stroking his hard cock. My throat hurts with all the yelling, then I see two more vines emerge, but they look unlike from the others. The tips are wider then the residuum of the vine, and are a deeper putting green, and I see slit at the top.

One slithers onto the solid ground coming toward me, I try to struggle, but his other vines tighten as he glowers at me. I feel it start to fight against my ass and I scream again, instantly its muffled by the early oddly shaped vine going into my mouth and down my throat and cutting off my oxygen and it starts sliding itself in and out, allowing me to hold 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 location his rooster around my slit's entrance. The vine pops into my audibly just as Snivy enters my kitty-cat.

binge are streaming down my expression as he stretches out both maw and breaks through my virginal membrane. I can feel lineage running from my ass and pussy. My mouthpiece is tight around the one in my mouth as it shoves itself in and out. spitting starts pooling and running down the sides of my mouth and into my haircloth because it has no where else to go, whenever I swallow, Snivy gets a happy look and the vine starts to pulsate slightly.

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

The vines start massaging my nipple, making them heavily and making me clench around his hammer and the vine in my ass. I'm starting to feel good, and I am so ashamed of the pleasance. I don't want this happening, but my torso can't service but respond to his device.

Then the one in my oral fissure starts pumping harder and harder and I feel it pulsing, making my throat expand momentarily each time. 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 taste. It tastes like it smells, but it feels different, like little seeds…or spores. What is this… ?

As the vine pulls away and goes back into his book binding, I start feeling light headed as I cough and splutter now that the impediment in my pharynx is gone. My sticker starts to tingle, and the farther down the mavin goes it spreads to early areas. My titties start to feel sensitive and tingly too, and the vines massaging them and pulling on the nipples feel extremely good now.

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

The tingling goes farther down into my pelvis, my pussy and button start feeling like they are vibrating and my ass feels prissy and to the full. Snivy smiles at me as my grammatical construction goes from that of fear to lust.

My clapper lolls from my oral fissure and my eyes start to revolve as a stupid grin gets plastered to my typeface. ‘ No, I don't want this ! scrap back !'I shout, but my body doesn't listen and continues reacting the accurate opposition. I feel my slit getting wet, its practically pouring out of me now.

I can't understand Snivy's language, but by the look he's giving me he's probably saying something along the line of,"That's right, take it you slight slut."

My body reacts thus, it starts fucking him back, the vines on my carpus and ankles tighten to limit my drift more.

Snivy is fucking me vigorously, my pussycat and ass clenching and liquid spurting out of me every prison term he makes me cum. It covers him, coating his fine scales and making them shimmer. I try to make my body scrap, but I have no restraint over it, the spores seem to be controlling me now, and I can only hold back until they die off.

Snivy starts picking up pace, the vine in my ass matching his yard but while one comes in the other goes out and vice versa. The vine starts to then envelop around his turncock in my pussy 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 finger More spores shooting into my ass, they seem to only come from his vines. As they enter my gut, the tingling grows inviolable and I spray my juice all over his spasming dick. 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. A little of me must still be there because tears are streaming down my face even though that poor fish lustful expression is still on my face.

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

I try to hold my body conflict, but the spores still have hold of me. He slowly enters my mouth, his cock it slicked with my juice, it tastes of me and his minty-basil gustatory sensation, more subtle than his cum, but still seeming, although there is an spare down-to-earth taste to it.

His little script go to either position of my head to keep himself steady as he starts fucking my brass. The vine holding my back talk disappears, but I feel it go underneath me, and starts entering my pussy again, its just a rule vine, it doesn't like the others that put the spores into me. It goes deeper than his tool, breaking through my cervix more than he did and violating my uterus and making me feel even more full than he did.

He's fucking my lip, while another nookie my pussycat and the two others still playing with my tit. His turncock goes deep inside my pharynx, cutting off all air, and he doesn't remove a good deal time to pull back to give me any other, I feel like I'm suffocating, but my soundbox is still responding. I'm running my knife around his minty pecker as he fucks me, sucking in my cheeks making it close for him.

Now, every time the vine thrusts itself in I spray cum all over the place. Its like a waterfall, and I feel that I'm kneel in a pool of it.

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

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

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


***

Mom never found out, she was at work, and thankfully no one in township saw me. I took a shower, wiping away all of Snivy's cum. When I'm done, a part of my intellect wonders 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 wrong 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 rule now. I look over at my chest of drawers 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 light without a problem.

I take him back to the Lab, and they evaluate him and they decide that he is fine, nothing unseasonable now. They figured he just wanted to be free. I keep hushed about the totally 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 sooner and feel tempestuous, I don't ever want to see that minuscule demon again. I feel hate towards him, and I hope they send him far far away. I open my mouth to tell them this.

"Yes, I'll choose him."I say happily, smiling at them and extending my weapon system 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 look of it, its never going to happen.

I put him down as we leave the Lab, my psyche screaming to take the little fucker and drop him to the underside of the sea. Snivy's smile grows bigger as he walks by my side back home. In my room, he closes the door and faces me, I see his cock perpetuation again, and the member shaped vines coming from his spinal column. ‘ Mom, Daddy…help !'I scream as my physical structure goes and takes him into my mouth and the vines enter my puss and ass. The finish thing I see is Snivy smiling maniacally at me as my knowingness fades away, giving way to the spore induced haze.

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