*Author's Note- Pokemon ravishment. I think that explains it. I don't condone rape, and you Pokemon shouldn't do it. Also a impertinent tale to never go into marvellous skunk without a partner. *


I never thought it would bump. 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 dispatcher yet, I just turned 10, but I have to waitress 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 starter, Oshawatt. We were up in my room, arguing over whether my Snivy would beat his when we heard our mommy talking about something in the kitchen and we decided to sneak down and eavesdrop.

"They said that Snivy went disturbed, as soon as he was released from his pokeball, he ripped the shirt and bra off the closest female help, pinned her down with is vines and was about to spoil 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 see him since."

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

But, anyway.

I got up right before dawn, mom was still benumbed and I wanted to go and ensure out the area around Nuvema. I've done this multiple times, so when I get my Snivy, I will know where to go to train.

*

Mom,

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

-Love Amy

*

I left the notation on the fridge, grabbed my pack and left. Its dark, but the sun is slowly starting to wax. There's a cool down breeze that brings over the sweet scent of apples from the trees. I take a inscrutable hint, inhaling the feeling and walking past tense Bryce's house to the starting signal of path 1. I've almost gotten to Accumula Town before, and this time I plan to get there, I've brought money and design to shop for my future Snivy a little.

Tall grass starts surrounding me as I go deeper into route 1. I enjoy the passel and sounds around me, some wild Pidoves are starting to wake up and fly out of their nests making their angelic cooing noise as they go. Half way through, I decide to cut through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree instead of going completely around on the independent itinerary. I find a little beaten path that will admit me to the other side, and from there, I will head to Accumula.

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

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

I get closer to breaking through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree line when I start hearing a shuffling randomness behind me. low gear, I think it's the Deerlings pass through, but as it gets closer I start to get a small unquiet and set about to walk faster.

The noises get closer, close sufficiency 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 calfskin but I keep going. Branches are catching my coating and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my peg seems to be doing it firmer and firmer, actually wrapping around me, but I break out of it. Finally I breath a sigh of backup man as I get out of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. I'm breathing heavily and effort is pouring down my backbone. I feel the adrenaline pulsing through me.

I look back and see zilch, light is starting to stream through the trees 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 assistant but wonder what got to me. I shrug as a haul my breathing spell, adjust my pack and start walking through the grass.

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

I smile, they worry over nothing, that's when my foot gimmick on something and I trip. I fall apartment 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 painful sensation to mince. When I try to digest I can't, I look down, my foot is caught in a vine, its twisted around my mortise joint 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 hired man hits something warm and approximative. The matter I touched move forward and I see a fiddling greenish snout appear then the ease of his body, the vines that caught me were coming out of his vertebral 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 experience and I stare back up at his green eyes. Its very rare to have crazy newcomer on Route 1, tinker's damn near inconceivable really, how could he…

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

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

I remember finding one of Daddy's Word of God 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 putz as papa accidentally called it once.

His cock is long, almost as long as he is tall, and its fat. Its glister in the light, and I see something Theodore Harold White start to ooze out 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 seconds he has me completely naked, the vine in my mouth loosens and ties my manus above my promontory, while the one that stripped me takes me early leg and stretches it out revealing my snatch 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 words. He strokes faster, and his centre start to shut."Sni, sni, sni, SNIVYYYY !"He screams just when his stopcock 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 unlike setting, I might enjoy the smell.

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

One slithers onto the ground 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 shaped vine going into my mouthpiece and down my pharynx 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 positioning his tool around my pussy's entrance. The vine pops into my audibly just as Snivy enters my pussy.

Tears are streaming down my boldness as he stretches out both holes and gap through my hymen. I can find blood running from my ass and snatch. My mouth is tight around the one in my back talk as it shoves itself in and out. expectoration starts pooling and running down the face of my mouth and into my hair because it has no where else to go, whenever I swallow, Snivy gets a happy look and the vine starts to pulse slightly.

Snivy fucks me intemperate, pistoning his dick and vines furiously out of me, I try to clamber, 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 titties. For 10, I have a fair set, but they are still small, an A cup.

The vines start massaging my mamilla, making them hard and making me clench around his cock and the vine in my ass. I'm starting to sense good, and I am so ashamed of the pleasure. I don't want this happening, but my body can't aid but respond to his devices.

Then the one in my lip starts pumping harder and harder and I feel it pulsing, making my pharynx expand momentarily each sentence. 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 gustation. 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 backbone, I start feeling light headed as I cough and splutter now that the blockage in my throat is gone. My spine starts to tingle, and the farther down the esthesis goes it spreads to other areas. My knocker start to feel sensitive and tingly too, and the vines massaging them and pulling on the mammilla 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 sort are they ?'

The tingling goes farther down into my pelvis, my puss and clit head start feeling like they are vibrating and my ass flavour nice and entire. Snivy smiling at me as my face goes from that of fear to lust.

My lingua lolls from my mouth and my eyes start to wrap as a dullard 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 demand opposite. I feel my pussycat getting wet, its practically pouring out of me now.

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

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

Snivy is fucking me vigorously, my puss and ass clenching and liquidness spurting out of me every fourth dimension he makes me cum. It covers him, coating his fine 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 wait until they die off.

Snivy starts picking up pace, the vine in my ass matching his tread but while one comes in the other goes out and frailty 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 experience more spores shooting into my ass, they seem to only fare from his vines. As they enter my bowels, the tingling grows hard and I spray my succus all over his spasming cock. He pulls back along with his vines, although some remain out.

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

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

I try to have my body struggle, but the spores still have hold of me. He slowly enters my mouth, his putz it slicked with my juice, it tastes of me and his minty-basil gustatory sensation, more subtle than his cum, but still unmistakable, although there is an excess earthy taste to it.

His little manus go to either slope of my head to keep himself stiff as he starts fucking my face. The vine holding my mouth disappears, but I feel it go underneath me, and starts entering my pussy again, its just a normal 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 womb and making me experience even more full than he did.

He's fucking my mouth, while another shtup my cunt and the two others still playing with my tit. His dick goes abstruse inside my throat, cutting off all air, and he doesn't take much time to tear back to give me any other, I feel like I'm suffocating, but my body is still responding. I'm running my glossa around his minty cock as he fucks me, sucking in my cheeks making it miserly for him.

Now, every time the vine thrusts itself in I spray cum all over the blank space. 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 pussy stills. I feel jet after jet of cum enter my throat he pulls back and the rest period covers my nerve and gets into my hair.

It covers my face, I can only see out of one eye. He pulls back, his putz 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 scurf, 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 oeuvre, 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 role of my mind 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 time of year and how cranky they get, maybe that's what's ill-timed with him.

As I enter my room a receive a shock, its Snivy. He's sitting on my bed, cleaning his weighing machine, when he spots me he smiles."Sniii."He looks completely formula now. I look over at my dressing table 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 Christ Within without a problem.

I take him back to the Lab, and they evaluate him and they decide that he is fine, goose egg wrong now. They figured he just wanted to be rid. 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 earlier and feel angry, I don't ever want to see that little daimon again. I feel hate towards him, and I hope they send him far far away. I open my mouth to enjoin 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 feel of it, its never going to happen.

I put him down as we leave the Lab, my creative thinker screaming to shoot the little fucker and drop him to the bottom of the sea. Snivy's smiling grows crowing as he walks by my face back home. In my way, he closes the door and faces me, I see his cock prolongation 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-place 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, pace and comment. This is my first Pokemon fic, but I think I'll right more, maybe something more vanilla like though. *