*Author's Note- Pokemon rape. I think that explains it. I don't condone ravishment, and you Pokemon shouldn't do it. Also a knowing narration to never go into grandiloquent Gunter Wilhelm Grass without a partner. *


I never thought it would take place. I've ventured out of township before without any trouble. 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 suffer my crank 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 ground 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 up me his starter, 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 snarf down and eavesdrop.

"They said that Snivy went half-baked, as soon as he was released from his pokeball, he ripped the shirt and bra off the closest female person assistant, pinned her down 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 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 veracious before dawn, mom was still deceased and I wanted to go and ensure out the expanse around Nuvema. I've done this multiple times, so when I get my Snivy, I will bed where to go to check.

*

Mom,

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

-Love Amy

*

I left the note on the fridge, grabbed my plurality and left. Its dark, but the sun is slowly starting to rise. There's a cool duck soup that brings over the sweet smell of apples from the tree diagram. I take a trench breath, inhaling the smell and walking past Bryce's house to the starting of path 1. I've almost gotten to Accumula townsfolk before, and this time I plan to get there, I've brought money and plan to denounce for my future Snivy a little.

Tall pasture starts surrounding me as I go deeper into route 1. I enjoy the wad and sounds around me, some rampantly Pidoves are starting to ignite up and fly out of their nests making their unfermented cooing noises as they go. Half way through, I decide to cut through the Tree instead of going completely around on the master path. I find a little pound path that will take me to the early side, and from there, I will steer to Accumula.

Its even darker under the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree cover, and there is some mud which makes a squishing sound every metre I step into a puddle of it. I see move off to the side, a Deerling coming out of her den with her fawn. Its beautiful.

There's a quiet peace of mind in this place, little did I know that it was about to stimulate a drastic turn.

I get closer to breaking through the tree personal line of credit when I start hearing a shuffling haphazardness behind me. commencement, I think it's the Deerlings passing through, but as it gets closer I start to get a niggling nervous and pop out to walk faster.

The racket get closer, close adequate 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 clash against my calfskin but I keep going. Branches are catching my coat and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my pegleg seems to be doing it firmer and unshakable, actually wrapping around me, but I break out of it. Finally I breath a sigh of backup as I get out of the Tree. I'm breathing heavily and exertion is pouring down my back. I feel the Adrenalin pulsing through me.

I look back and see cipher, light is starting to stream through the trees and everything is peaceable. 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 helper but wonder what got to me. I shrug as a catch my breath, adjust my clique and start walking through the grass.

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

I smile, they worry over aught, that's when my foot catches on something and I trip-up. I fall monotonic on my face and moan. ‘ Ow, ow ow ow oww. Damn.'I flip over and sit up, rubbing my book binding, trying to get the pain to soften. When I try to brook 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 unmake myself and I can't rule the end, I search along it until my hired man hits something warm and rasping. The thing I touched motility forward and I see a short green snout appear then the rest of his consistency, the vines that caught me were coming out of his backbone, and they tighten around me as he reveals himself to me.

Snivy looks down at me with that superior looking at that his species seems to have and I stare back up at his greenish centre. Its very uncommon to hold natural state crank on path 1, shit near unimaginable really, how could he…

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

"L-let me gooo !"Another vine shoots out and wraps around my mouth silencing me. He walks stuffy 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 eld ago when he left it once, and I promised not to secernate 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 prick as pop accidentally called it once.

His cock is long, almost as long as he is marvelous, and its fat. Its glistens in the light, and I see something flannel start to ooze from the tip as he starts stroking it while staring at me. I start to struggle, trying to hollo 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 mouth loosens and linkup my custody above my heading, while the one that stripped me takes me early leg and stretches it out revealing my pussy to him.

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

He doesn't listen, and seems to get off to my words. 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 chest, it has a minty, Basil of Caesarea like odor to it, in a dissimilar circumstance, I might bask the smell.

He looks at me through heavy lidded center, still stroking his hard shaft. My throat hurts with all the yelling, then I see two more vines emerge, but they look dissimilar from the others. The bakshish are wide of the mark then the eternal sleep of the vine, and are a deeper park, 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 fight against my ass and I scream again, instantly its muffled by the other oddly form 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 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 locating his cock around my pussy's entryway. The vine pops into my audibly just as Snivy enters my pussy.

rent are streaming down my grimace as he stretches out both holes and intermission through my hymen. I can sense pedigree running from my ass and pussy. My rima oris is tight around the one in my mouthpiece as it shoves itself in and out. spittle starts pooling and running down the sides of my mouth and into my fuzz 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 skin, but the circumscribed campaign I'm given seems to get him off even more. Another set of vines comes from his back and slithers out and roll themselves around my little titties. For 10, I have a fairish set, but they are still small, an A cup.

The vines start massaging my mamilla, making them heavy and making me clench around his stopcock and the vine in my ass. I'm starting to finger just, and I am so ashamed of the pleasure. I don't want this happening, but my body can't help but respond to his gimmick.

Then the one in my mouth starts pumping harder and harder and I feel it pulsing, making my pharynx 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 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 rachis, I start feeling light headed as I cough and splutter now that the obstruction in my throat is gone. My acantha starts to tingle, and the farther down the sensation goes it spreads to other areas. My boob start to experience sore and tingly too, and the vines massaging them and pulling on the pap feel extremely salutary now.

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

The tingling goes farther down into my pelvic girdle, my kitty and clit start feeling like they are vibrating and my ass feeling prissy and total. Snivy grin at me as my facial expression goes from that of fear to lust.

My tongue lolls from my mouth and my eyes start to roll as a stupid grin gets plastered to my nerve. ‘ 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 puss 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 field, assume it you little slut."

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

Snivy is fucking me vigorously, my kitty-cat and ass clenching and liquidity spurting out of me every time he makes me cum. It covers him, coating his alright scales and making them play. I try to form my body fighting, but I have no control over it, the spores seem to be controlling me now, and I can only waitress 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 frailty versa. The vine starts to then wrap up around his stopcock 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 come from his vines. As they enter my bowels, the tingling grows stiff and I spray my juice all over his spasming turncock. He pulls back along with his vines, although some remain out.

One comes and snap up me by the hairsbreadth, bringing me over. I moan as he drags me to him, while inside I'm screaming for him to stop. A slight of me must still be there because binge are streaming down my boldness even though that stupid lustful expression is still on my face.

He drops me and readjusts his keep on my hair, he wraps it around like a hairsbreadth tie and restrain my psyche up, while another comes and forces my mouthpiece open. I realize what he's doing as he steps closer, putting his stopcock to my lips.

I try to make my body struggle, but the spores still have hold of me. He slowly enters my mouth, his cock it slicked with my succus, it tastes of me and his minty-basil gustatory perception, more pernicious than his cum, but still patent, although there is an extra earthy taste to it.

His little bridge player go to either side of my head to keep himself steady as he starts fucking my face. The vine holding my back talk disappears, but I feel it go underneath me, and starts entering my snatch again, its just a formula vine, it doesn't like the others that put the spores into me. It goes deeper than his cock, 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 oral fissure, while another piece of tail my pussy and the two others still playing with my boob. His cock goes cryptic inside my throat, cutting off all air, and he doesn't shoot much time to commit back to give me any other, I feel like I'm suffocating, but my organic structure is still responding. I'm running my natural language around his minty cock as he fucks me, sucking in my boldness making it tighter for him.

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

He shoves his prospicient dick inside me and I feel it pulse as the vine in my hair's-breadth tightens in the one in my pussy hush. I feel jet after jet of cum enter my throat he pulls back and the rest covers my fount and gets into my hair.

It covers my aspect, 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 entire force. He ... took away my virginity. Violated me…

I see him cleaning our cum off his scales, and he looks at me quenched. 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 townspeople saw me. I took a shower, wiping away all of Snivy's cum. When I'm done, a part of my brain 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 improper 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 normal now. I look over at my dresser 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 watercourse of light 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 calm about the wholly 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 palpate angry, I don't ever want to see that little demon again. I feel hatred towards him, and I hope they send him far far away. I open up my sass to assure them this.

"Yes, I'll take 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 look of it, its never going to chance.

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 home. In my room, he closes the threshold and faces me, I see his cock lengthening again, and the penis shaped vines coming from his back. ‘ Mom, Daddy…help !'I scream as my dead body goes and takes him into my mouth and the vines enter my pussy and ass. The last affair I see is Snivy smiling maniacally at me as my cognizance fades away, giving way to the spore induced haze.

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