*Author's Note- Pokemon rape. I think that explains it. I don't condone assault, and you Pokemon shouldn't do it. Also a wise tale to never go into tall pasture 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 gotten my starter 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 record me his neophyte, Oshawatt. We were up in my elbow room, arguing over whether my Snivy would puzzle his when we heard our mama 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 cheeseparing female assistant, pinned her down feather with is vines and was about to go against her when one of the others threw his ball at him, it missed of course and he just ran out and to Route 1. They haven't been able to find 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 supporter and couldn't figure out anything, and then we went back to arguing.

But, anyway.

I got up right before morning, mom was still departed and I wanted to go and moderate out the area around Nuvema. I've done this multiple times, so when I get my Snivy, I will be intimate where to go to school.

*

Mom,

I got up to go to shoal 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 shadow, but the sun is slowly starting to move up. There's a cool breeze that brings over the sweet scent of apple from the trees. I take a deep breath, inhaling the feel and walking past Bryce's house to the start of Route 1. I've almost gotten to Accumula townspeople before, and this clock time I plan to get there, I've brought money and program to betray for my future Snivy a little.

Tall grass starts surrounding me as I go deeper into route 1. I enjoy the sights and sounds around me, some savage Pidoves are starting to inflame up and fly out of their nests making their sweet cooing disturbance as they go. Half way through, I decide to cut through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree instead of going completely around on the main route. I find a little beaten path that will claim me to the other side, and from there, I will head to Accumula.

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

There's a hushed 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 shambling stochasticity behind me. get-go, I think it's the Deerlings going through, but as it gets closer I start to get a little nervous and start to walk faster.

The racket get closer, close sufficiency 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 calfskin but I keep going. subdivision are catching my coat and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my legs seems to be doing it immobile 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 trees. I'm breathing heavily and sweat is pouring down my backrest. I feel the adrenaline pulsing through me.

I look back and see aught, light is starting to stream 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 avail but wonder what got to me. I shrug as a gimmick my breath, adjust my inner circle and startle walk through the grass.

The prof and Mom's warning float through my judgement. ‘ Don't go into the marvellous pasture, you could get wound it you don't have a Pokemon with you.'

I smile, they worry over null, that's when my infantry taking into custody on something and I stumble. I fall flat on my face and groan. ‘ Ow, ow ow ow oww. Damn.'I flip over and sit up, rubbing my binding, trying to get the pain to moderate. When I try to stand I can't, I look down, my foot is caught in a vine, its twisted around my articulatio talocruralis and halfway up my calf.

‘ What the… ?'I reach down and try to undo myself and I can't find the end, I search along it until my hand hits something fond and bumpy. The thing I touched moves forward and I see a piddling green snout 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 Superior look that his species seems to have and I stare back up at his K eye. Its very rare to consume wild starting motor on Route 1, damn near impossible really, how could he…

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

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

I remember finding one of Daddy's books in the bathroom 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 explain what everything was. The pink thing emerging from Snivy was his penis…or cock as Daddy accidentally called it once.

His cock is long, almost as long as he is grandiloquent, and its fat. Its glistens in the luminousness, and I see something snowy 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 stroking goes faster, another vine emerges and starts ripping off my clothes, in seconds he has me completely naked, the vine in my mouth loosens and tie beam my script 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 nooky off me !"

He doesn't listen, and seems to get off to my lyric. He strokes faster, and his eye 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 chest, it has a minty, St. Basil like smell to it, in a dissimilar circumstance, I might enjoy the smell.

He looks at me through heavy lidded eyes, still stroking his punishing cock. My throat hurts with all the yelling, then I see two Sir Thomas More vines emerge, but they look different from the others. The hint are all-inclusive then the rest of the vine, and are a cryptic Green River, and I see slits at the top.

One slithers onto the land coming toward me, I try to skin, but his other 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 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 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 cock around my kitty's entrance. The vine pops into my audibly just as Snivy enters my pussy.

Tears are streaming down my face as he stretches out both holes and breaks through my hymen. I can feel profligate running from my ass and pussycat. My oral cavity is tight around the one in my mouthpiece as it shoves itself in and out. Spits 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 well-chosen feel and the vine starts to throb slightly.

Snivy fucks me hard, pistoning his shaft and vines furiously out of me, I try to contend, but the limited bm I'm given seems to get him off even more. Another set of vines comes from his cover and slithers out and wraps themselves around my small titties. For 10, I have a fair set, but they are still belittled, an A cup.

The vines start massaging my teat, making them hard and making me clench around his cock and the vine in my ass. I'm starting to feel thoroughly, and I am so ashamed of the delight. I don't want this happening, but my body can't help but respond to his devices.

Then the one in my back talk 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 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 spinal column, I start feeling illumination headed as I cough and splutter now that the obstructor in my throat is gone. My spikelet starts to tingle, and the farther down the ace goes it spreads to early sphere. My titties start to feel sensitive and tingly too, and the vines massaging them and pulling on the tit feel extremely good now.

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

The tingling goes farther down into my pelvis, my pussy and clit start feeling like they are vibrating and my ass feels nice and broad. Snivy smiles at me as my formula goes from that of awe to lust.

My lingua lolls from my mouthpiece and my eyes start to roll as a stupid smiling gets plastered to my face. ‘ No, I don't want this ! Fight back !'I shout, but my trunk doesn't listen and continues reacting the exact opposite. I feel my snatch 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 occupation of,"That's right, take it you little slut."

My body reacts thus, it starts fucking him back, the vines on my articulatio radiocarpea and mortise joint tighten to limit my movement more.

Snivy is fucking me vigorously, my pussy and ass clenching and liquid spurting out of me every time he makes me cum. It covers him, coating his fine scales and making them play. I try to make my organic structure fight, but I have no ascendency over it, the spores seem to be controlling me now, and I can only wait until they die off.

Snivy starts picking up tempo, 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 up around his cock in my puss and clenching down, making me even tighter around him while it continues going in and out my ass.

Just then he screams and his peter and the vine cum in me simultaneously. I can feel Thomas More spores shooting into my ass, they seem to only do from his vines. As they enter my bowels, the tingling grows stronger and I spray my juices all over his spasming tool. He pulls back along with his vines, although some remain out.

One comes and take hold of me by the hair, bringing me over. I moan as he drags me to him, while inside I'm screaming for him to check. A little of me must still be there because crying are streaming down my face even though that poor fish lustful face is still on my face.

He drops me and readjusts his custody on my hair, he wraps it around like a hair tie and save my pass up, while another comes and force-out my mouth open. I realize what he's doing as he steps closer, putting his cock to my lips.

I try to make my organic structure 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 taste, more subtle than his cum, but still ostensible, although there is an extra earthy taste to it.

His minuscule hands go to either side of my promontory to keep himself steady as he starts fucking my font. The vine holding my sass 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 deep than his cock, breaking through my uterine cervix more than he did and violating my womb and making me feel even more full moon than he did.

He's fucking my oral fissure, while another piece of tail my pussycat and the two others still playing with my breasts. His cock goes deep inside my throat, cutting off all air, and he doesn't pack very much time to pull back to yield me any other, I feel like I'm suffocating, but my organic structure is still responding. I'm running my spit around his minty cock as he fucks me, sucking in my cheeks making it loaded for him.

Now, every fourth dimension the vine thrusts itself in I spray cum all over the place. 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 twat stills. I feel jet after jet of cum enter my throat he pulls back and the rest covers my face and gets into my hair.

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

I see him cleaning our cum off his scales, and he looks at me satisfied. 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 work, and thankfully no one in Town saw me. I took a shower bath, wiping away all of Snivy's cum. When I'm done, a part of my mind marvel 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 electric shock, its Snivy. He's sitting on my bed, cleaning his scales, when he spots me he smiles."Sniii."He looks completely convention now. I look over at my actor's assistant 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 watercourse of Inner Light without a problem.

I take him back to the Lab, and they evaluate him and they decide that he is fine, nothing untimely now. They figured he just wanted to be costless. 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 feel angry, I don't ever want to see that little 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 convey him."I say happily, smiling at them and extending my blazonry and picking up Snivy and cuddling him to my chest.

I want…what do I need ?

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 mind screaming to take the lilliputian fucker and drop him to the bottom of the sea. Snivy's smile grows bigger as he walks by my side back dwelling house. In my room, he closes the threshold and faces me, I see his hammer perpetuation again, and the penis shaped vines coming from his back. ‘ Mom, Daddy…help !'I scream as my body goes and takes him into my mouth and the vines enter my cunt and ass. The last 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 input. This is my first Pokemon fic, but I think I'll right more, maybe something more vanilla like though. *