*Author's Note- Pokemon rape. I think that explains it. I don't condone rape, and you Pokemon shouldn't do it. Also a fresh tale to never go into tall grass without a pardner. *


I never thought it would bechance. I've ventured out of town 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 gotten my starter yet, I just turned 10, but I have to hold back until they receive more than Snivy's, they have the others, but I really wanted him. The intellect 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 mom talking about something in the kitchen and we decided to cabbage down and eavesdrop.

"They said that Snivy went nutcase, as soon as he was released from his pokeball, he ripped the shirt and bra off the unaired female supporter, 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 course of instruction and he just ran out and to Route 1. They haven't been able to find him since."

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

But, anyway.

I got up right before dawn, mom was still at peace 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 lie with where to go to train.

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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 fridge, grabbed my pack and left. Its shadow, but the sun is slowly starting to ascend. There's a cool child's play that brings over the sweet olfactory property of Malus pumila from the tree. I take a deep breath, inhaling the feel and walking retiring Bryce's home to the start of itinerary 1. I've almost gotten to Accumula Town before, and this time I plan to get there, I've brought money and plan to shop for my future Snivy a little.

Tall weed starts surrounding me as I go deeper into Route 1. I enjoy the hatful and sounds around me, some wild Pidoves are starting to ignite up and fly out of their nests making their sweetened cooing noises as they go. Half way through, I decide to cut through the trees instead of going completely around on the main route. I find a minuscule beaten course that will take me to the former position, and from there, I will head to Accumula.

Its even darker under the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree blanket, and there is some mud which makes a squishing 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 quiesce quiet in this place, little did I know that it was about to hold a drastic turn.

I get closer to breaking through the shoetree credit line when I start hearing a shuffling randomness behind me. first, I think it's the Deerlings exit through, but as it gets closer I start to get a little nervous and start to take the air faster.

The racket 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 copse against my calves but I keep going. limb are catching my coat and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my legs seems to be doing it strong and unwavering, actually wrapping around me, but I break out of it. Finally I breath a sigh of embossment as I get out of the trees. I'm breathing heavily and sudor is pouring down my cover. I feel the adrenaline pulsing through me.

I look back and see nothing, Inner Light is starting to well out through the 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 wonder what got to me. I shrug as a taking into custody my breath, adjust my pack and start walking through the grass.

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

I smile, they worry over nix, that's when my foot apprehension on something and I trip. I fall flat tire on my face and groan. ‘ Ow, ow ow ow oww. Damn.'I flip over and sit up, rubbing my back, trying to get the pain to soften. When I try to place upright 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 come up the end, I search along it until my hand hits something warmly and rough. The thing I touched moves forward and I see a niggling putting green schnoz appear then the rest of his body, the vines that caught me were coming out of his dorsum, and they tighten around me as he reveals himself to me.

Snivy looks down at me with that superior spirit that his species seems to take and I stare back up at his green optic. Its very rare to deliver savage crank on Route 1, damn near impossible really, how could he…

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

"L-let me gooo !"Another vine shoots out and enwrap around my oral fissure silencing me. He walks closer and I see something pinko and yearn emerging from the lower half of his physical structure.

I remember finding one of Daddy's Christian Bible in the john a few long time ago when he left it once, and I promised not to assure Mom if he told me what it was. He said it was called porn, and then I had him explicate what everything was. The rap thing emerging from Snivy was his penis…or peter as Daddy accidentally called it once.

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

"Sniv…"He murmurs as his stroking goes faster, another vine emerges and starts ripping off my clothes, in indorsement he has me completely naked, the vine in my mouth loosens and ties my hands above my forefront, while the one that stripped me takes me other leg and stretchability 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 words. He strokes faster, and his middle start to shut."Sni, sni, sni, SNIVYYYY !"He screams just when his peter 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 different condition, I might bask the smell.

He looks at me through heavy lidded eyes, still stroking his hard rooster. My pharynx hurts with all the yelling, then I see two more vines emerge, but they look unlike from the others. The tip are wider then the relief of the vine, and are a recondite green, and I see slits at the top.

One slithers onto the ground coming toward me, I try to clamber, but his other vines tighten as he glowers at me. I feel it start to agitate against my ass and I scream again, instantly its muffled by the early oddly forge vine going into my mouth and down my pharynx and cutting off my O and it starts sliding itself in and out, allowing me to own 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 billet his cock around my cunt's entrance. The vine pops into my audibly just as Snivy enters my puss.

bust are streaming down my face as he stretches out both holes and jailbreak through my hymen. I can feel roue running from my ass and puss. My mouth is tight around the one in my mouth 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 felicitous look and the vine starts to throb slightly.

Snivy fucks me hard, pistoning his dick and vines furiously out of me, I try to clamber, but the limited effort I'm given seems to get him off even more. Another set of vines comes from his back and slithers out and wraps themselves around my pocket-size titties. For 10, I have a fairly set, but they are still small, an A cup.

The vines start massaging my mammilla, making them firmly and making me clench around his cock and the vine in my ass. I'm starting to experience good, and I am so ashamed of the delight. I don't want this happening, but my body can't helper but respond to his twist.

Then the one in my mouthpiece 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 unlike, like little seeds…or spores. What is this… ?

As the vine pulls away and goes back into his rear, I start feeling light headed as I cough and splutter now that the obstruction in my throat is gone. My spine starts to tingle, and the farther down the sensation goes it spreads to other surface area. My bosom start to experience sensitive and tingly too, and the vines massaging them and pulling on the pap feel extremely secure now.

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

The tingling goes farther down into my pelvis, my twat and clit start feeling like they are vibrating and my ass feels nice and full. Snivy smiles at me as my expression goes from that of fear to lust.

My tongue lolls from my rima oris and my eyes start to wave as a poor fish grin gets plastered to my fount. ‘ No, I don't want this ! combat back !'I shout, but my torso doesn't listen and continues reacting the exact opponent. I feel my cunt getting wet, its practically pouring out of me now.

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

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

Snivy is fucking me vigorously, my kitty and ass clenching and liquid spurting out of me every clock time he makes me cum. It covers him, coating his fine scales and making them shimmer. I try to give my body fight, but I have no control condition over it, the spores seem to be controlling me now, and I can only look until they die off.

Snivy starts picking up tread, 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 roll 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 Thomas More spores shooting into my ass, they seem to only come from his vines. As they enter my bowels, the tingling grows warm and I spray my juice all over his spasming tool. 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 stop. A little of me must still be there because tears are streaming down my face even though that poor fish lusty face is still on my face.

He drops me and readjusts his storage area on my tomentum, he wraps it around like a haircloth tie and keep my head teacher up, while another comes and forces my mouth open. I realize what he's doing as he steps closer, putting his prick to my lips.

I try to pass water my physical structure struggle, but the spores still have hold of me. He slowly enters my mouth, his rooster it slicked with my juices, it tastes of me and his minty-basil gustatory sensation, more pernicious than his cum, but still apparent, although there is an extra earthy gustatory perception to it.

His little hands go to either side of my head to sustain himself steady as he starts fucking my expression. 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 cryptical than his rooster, breaking through my cervix more than he did and violating my uterus and making me palpate even more full than he did.

He's fucking my backtalk, while another fucks my kitty-cat and the two others still playing with my breasts. His cock goes deep inside my pharynx, cutting off all air, and he doesn't subscribe to much time to get out back to generate me any other, I feel like I'm suffocating, but my trunk is still responding. I'm running my spit around his minty tool as he fucks me, sucking in my buttock making it tighter for him.

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

He shoves his farsighted prick inside me and I feel it pulse as the vine in my hair tightens in the one in my cunt stills. I feel jet after jet of cum enter my throat he pulls back and the rest covers my font 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 force. He ... took away my virginity. Violated me…

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


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Mom never found out, she was at work, and thankfully no one in Town saw me. I took a exhibitor, wiping away all of Snivy's cum. When I'm done, a part of my judgement curiosity 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 jounce, its Snivy. He's sitting on my bed, cleaning his shell, when he spots me he smiles."Sniii."He looks completely formula now. I look over at my toilet 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 light without a problem.

I take him back to the Lab, and they evaluate him and they decide that he is fine, aught wrong now. They figured he just wanted to be free. I keep quiet about the unharmed 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 early and experience angry, I don't ever want to see that little ogre again. I feel detest towards him, and I hope they send him far far away. I undefended my mouthpiece to tell them this.

"Yes, I'll require him."I say happily, smiling at them and extending my weaponry 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 encounter.

I put him down as we leave the Lab, my mind screaming to take the little fucker and drop cloth him to the bottom of the sea. Snivy's smile grows bigger as he walks by my English back home. In my way, he closes the doorway and faces me, I see his rooster prolongation again, and the penis shaped vines coming from his back. ‘ Mom, Daddy…help !'I scream as my torso goes and takes him into my mouth and the vines enter my pussy and ass. The finale 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 comment. This is my world-class Pokemon fic, but I think I'll right more, maybe something more vanilla like though. *