*Author's Note- Pokemon rape. I think that explains it. I don't condone rape, and you Pokemon shouldn't do it. Also a Stephen Samuel Wise fib to never go into marvelous green goddess without a pardner. *


I never thought it would chance. I've ventured out of township before without any problem. 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 engender my starter yet, I just turned 10, but I have to look until they receive more Snivy's, they have the others, but I really wanted him. The understanding 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 show me his starter, Oshawatt. We were up in my elbow room, arguing over whether my Snivy would beat his when we heard our mummy 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 near female supporter, pinned her pull down with is vines and was about to violate her when one of the others threw his nut at him, it missed of course of action and he just ran out and to Route 1. They haven't been able to retrieve him since."

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

But, anyway.

I got up mighty before dayspring, mom was still at rest and I wanted to go and check out the area around Nuvema. I've done this multiple times, so when I get my Snivy, I will roll in the hay where to go to train.

*

Mom,

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

-Love Amy

*

I left the note on the fridge, grabbed my clique and left. Its nighttime, but the sun is slowly starting to wax. There's a cool duck soup that brings over the sweet-scented smell of apples from the tree diagram. I take a recondite breath, inhaling the olfactory modality and walking preceding Bryce's house to the start of Route 1. I've almost gotten to Accumula townspeople before, and this time I plan to get there, I've brought money and architectural plan to grass for my future Snivy a little.

Tall sens starts surrounding me as I go deeper into road 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 mellisonant cooing noises as they go. Half way through, I decide to cut through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree instead of going completely around on the main path. I find a little beaten way of life that will take me to the early side, and from there, I will head to Accumula.

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

There's a quiet serenity in this place, little did I know that it was about to make a drastic turn.

I get closer to breaking through the tree line when I start hearing a shuffling noise behind me. beginning, I think it's the Deerlings passing through, but as it gets closer I start to get a little nervous and pop to walk faster.

The interference get closer, close enough 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 sura but I keep going. Branches are catching my coating and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my legs seems to be doing it firmer and unshakable, actually wrapping around me, but I break out of it. Finally I breath a sigh of assuagement as I get out of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. I'm breathing heavily and sweat is pouring down my back. I feel the adrenaline pulsing through me.

I look back and see nothing, igniter is starting to stream through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree 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 help but enquire what got to me. I shrug as a catch my breath, adjust my inner circle and starting time walking through the grass.

The professor and Mom's warning float through my head. ‘ Don't go into the tall sens, you could get hurt it you don't have a Pokemon with you.'

I smile, they worry over nothing, that's when my foot snap on something and I trip. I fall monotone on my typeface and groan. ‘ Ow, ow ow ow oww. Damn.'I flip over and sit up, rubbing my back, trying to get the pain in the neck to soften. When I try to stand I can't, I look down, my metrical foot is caught in a vine, its twisted around my ankle and halfway up my calf.

‘ What the… ?'I reach down and try to untie myself and I can't bump the end, I search along it until my hand hits something warm and approximative. The thing I touched moves forward and I see a minuscule gullible schnozzle appear then the rest of his consistence, 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 Lake Superior flavour that his mintage seems to give and I stare back up at his green eyes. Its very rare to have wild starters on Route 1, darn near impossible really, how could he…

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

"L-let me gooo !"Another vine shoots out and wraps around my sassing silencing me. He walks penny-pinching and I see something pink and farseeing emerging from the lowly one-half of his consistency.

I remember finding one of Daddy's books in the lavatory a few years 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 excuse what everything was. The knock matter emerging from Snivy was his penis…or cock as Daddy accidentally called it once.

His cock is long, almost as long as he is tall, and its fat. Its sparkle in the twinkle, and I see something blanched start to ooze from the tip as he starts stroking it while staring at me. I start to scramble, trying to yell around my gag.

"Sniv…"He murmurs as his stroking goes faster, another vine emerges and starts ripping off my apparel, in indorsement he has me completely naked, the vine in my mouth loosens and tie my hands above my head, while the one that stripped me takes me other 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 Son. He strokes faster, and his optic start to shut."Sni, sni, sni, SNIVYYYY !"He screams just when his cock erupts sending his cum across my body.

It splashes across my belly and bureau, it has a minty, Basil the Great like smell to it, in a dissimilar circumstance, I might love the smell.

He looks at me through heavy lidded oculus, still stroking his difficult turncock. My throat hurts with all the yelling, then I see two more vines emerge, but they look different from the others. The summit are wider then the rest of the vine, and are a deeper green, and I see puss at the top.

One slithers onto the terra firma coming toward me, I try to struggle, but his former 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 other oddly mold vine going into my mouth and down my throat and cutting off my O and it starts sliding itself in and out, allowing me to have 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 berth his hammer around my twat's entering. The vine pops into my audibly just as Snivy enters my slit.

split are streaming down my face as he stretches out both holes and good luck through my virginal membrane. I can feel blood running from my ass and pussy. My mouth is tight around the one in my lip as it shoves itself in and out. tongue starts pooling and running down the sides of my mouth and into my hair because it has no where else to go, whenever I swallow, Snivy gets a glad looking and the vine starts to pulse slightly.

Snivy fucks me surd, pistoning his dick and vines furiously out of me, I try to contend, but the limit movement I'm given seems to get him off even more. Another set of vines comes from his back and slithers out and enclose themselves around my lowly titties. For 10, I have a fair set, but they are still low, an A cup.

The vines start massaging my nipples, making them hard and making me clasp around his cock and the vine in my ass. I'm starting to find good, and I am so ashamed of the pleasance. I don't want this happening, but my body can't help but respond to his devices.

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

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

As the vine pulls away and goes back into his rear, I start feeling luminosity headed as I cough and splutter now that the obstruction in my pharynx is gone. My acantha starts to tingle, and the farther down the sense impression goes it spreads to other region. My knocker start to feel sensible and tingly too, and the vines massaging them and pulling on the mammilla feel extremely skillful now.

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

The tingle goes farther down into my pelvic arch, my slit and clit start feeling like they are vibrating and my ass feels nice and full. Snivy smiles at me as my reflexion goes from that of concern to lust.

My tongue lolls from my oral fissure and my center start to roll as a stupid grin gets plastered to my face. ‘ No, I don't want this ! Fight back !'I shout, but my body doesn't listen and continues reacting the exact opposite. I feel my pussy getting wet, its practically pouring out of me now.

I can't understand Snivy's terminology, but by the facial expression he's giving me he's probably saying something along the line of,"That's rightfulness, take it you little slut."

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

Snivy is fucking me vigorously, my pussy and ass clenching and liquid spurting out of me every metre he makes me cum. It covers him, coating his hunky-dory scales and making them shimmer. I try to make my body fight, but I have no control over it, the spores seem to be controlling me now, and I can only expect 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 wrap around his cock 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 feel more spores shooting into my ass, they seem to only make out from his vines. As they enter my bowels, the prickling grows impregnable and I spray my juice all over his spasming prick. 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 discontinue. A little of me must still be there because tears are streaming down my face even though that stupid lusty grammatical construction is still on my face.

He drops me and readjusts his delay on my whisker, 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 stopcock to my lips.

I try to get my consistence struggle, 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 taste, more subtle than his cum, but still apparent, although there is an supernumerary earthy taste to it.

His trivial hands go to either side of my head to keep himself steady as he starts fucking my face. The vine holding my mouth disappears, but I feel it go underneath me, and starts entering my twat again, its just a normal vine, it doesn't like the others that put the spores into me. It goes inscrutable than his cock, breaking through my neck more than he did and violating my uterus and making me feel even more entire than he did.

He's fucking my mouthpiece, while another fucks my snatch and the two others still playing with my titty. His cock goes deep inside my throat, cutting off all air, and he doesn't take much prison term to displume back to establish me any other, I feel like I'm suffocating, but my body is still responding. I'm running my tongue around his minty cock as he fucks me, sucking in my boldness making it plastered for him.

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

He shoves his long pecker inside me and I feel it pulse as the vine in my hair tightens in the one in my slit stills. I feel jet after jet of cum enter my throat he pulls back and the rest period covers my side 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 total violence. He ... took away my virginity. Violated me…

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


***

Mom never found out, she was at workplace, and thankfully no one in townsfolk saw me. I took a exhibitor, wiping away all of Snivy's cum. When I'm done, a part of my nous wonder 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 cushion, its Snivy. He's sitting on my bed, cleaning his scales, when he spots me he smiles."Sniii."He looks completely normal now. I look over at my dresser and see his Pokeball that the prof gave me and I go for it. He just smiles as I throw it, him entering it in the red stream of lighter without a problem.

I take him back to the Lab, and they evaluate him and they decide that he is fine, nothing amiss now. They figured he just wanted to be free. I keep quieten 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 earlier and feel angry, I don't ever want to see that little devil again. I feel hate towards him, and I hope they send him far far away. I receptive my mouth to tell them this.

"Yes, I'll contain 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 desire ?

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

I put him down as we leave the Lab, my mind screaming to subscribe to the piffling fucker and bead 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 room access and faces me, I see his hammer lengthening again, and the penis shaped vines coming from his binding. ‘ Mom, Daddy…help !'I scream as my physical structure goes and takes him into my mouth and the vines enter my pussy and ass. The last thing I see is Snivy smiling maniacally at me as my cognizance 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. *