*Author's Note- Pokemon rape. I think that explains it. I don't condone violation, and you Pokemon shouldn't do it. Also a Stephen Samuel Wise tale to never go into tall sens without a collaborator. *


I never thought it would happen. I've ventured out of Town before without any problem. I can't even say 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 sire my starter yet, I just turned 10, but I have to hold back until they receive Sir Thomas 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 least, kinda heard from her.

Bryce and his mom came over because he wanted to read me his fledgling, Oshawatt. We were up in my elbow room, arguing over whether my Snivy would flap his when we heard our mommy talking about something in the kitchen and we decided to pinch 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 closest female supporter, pinned her down with is vines and was about to transgress her when one of the others threw his testicle at him, it missed of form and he just ran out and to Route 1. They haven't been able-bodied 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 assistant and couldn't figure out anything, and then we went back to arguing.

But, anyway.

I got up right on before dawn, mom was still at rest and I wanted to go and arrest out the sphere around Nuvema. I've done this multiple multiplication, so when I get my Snivy, I will roll in the hay 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 short letter on the fridge, grabbed my pack and left. Its dark, but the sun is slowly starting to rise. There's a cool breeze that brings over the sweet scent of Malus pumila from the trees. I take a cryptic breath, inhaling the smell and walking by Bryce's house to the showtime of road 1. I've almost gotten to Accumula townsfolk before, and this fourth dimension I plan to get there, I've brought money and plan to snitch for my future tense Snivy a little.

Tall grass starts surrounding me as I go deeper into Route 1. I enjoy the plenty and sounds around me, some wild Pidoves are starting to wake up and fly out of their nests making their odoriferous 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 briny route. I find a footling beaten path that will film me to the other side, and from there, I will manoeuvre to Accumula.

Its even darker under the tree screen, and there is some mud which makes a squishing strait 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 quiet serenity in this seat, little did I know that it was about to reach a drastic turn.

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

The racket get closer, close plenty 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 calves but I keep going. Branches are catching my coat and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my legs seems to be doing it firmer and firmer, actually wrapping around me, but I break out of it. Finally I breath a suspiration of relief as I get out of the trees. I'm breathing heavily and sweat is pouring down my back. I feel the adrenaline pulsing through me.

I look back and see zilch, luminousness 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 help but wonder what got to me. I shrug as a stop my hint, adjust my multitude and starting time walking through the grass.

The Professor and Mom's warning float through my head. ‘ 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 nothing, that's when my foot catches on something and I trip. I fall flat on my face and moan. ‘ 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 stand 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 untie myself and I can't find the end, I search along it until my hand hits something warm and rough. The affair I touched move forward and I see a little greens snout appear then the rest of his soundbox, the vines that caught me were coming out of his spine, 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 viridity eyes. Its very rare to have wild starters on route 1, damn near unacceptable really, how could he…

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

"L-let me gooo !"Another vine shoots out and wind around my mouthpiece silencing me. He walks close and I see something garden pink and tenacious emerging from the gloomy one-half of his body.

I remember finding one of Daddy's books in the lav 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 ping thing emerging from Snivy was his penis…or pecker as dad accidentally called it once.

His prick is long, almost as long as he is tall, and its fat. Its glitter in the light, and I see something white start to ooze out 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 dress, in seconds he has me completely naked, the vine in my lip loosens and link my hands above my head, 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 eyes start to close."Sni, sni, sni, SNIVYYYY !"He screams just when his cock erupts sending his cum across my body.

It splashes across my belly and thorax, it has a minty, basil like feeling to it, in a different circumstance, I might enjoy the smell.

He looks at me through heavy lidded eyes, still stroking his hard peter. My throat hurts with all the yelling, then I see two more vines emerge, but they look different from the others. The bakshis are wider then the rest of the vine, and are a deeper leafy vegetable, and I see slits at the top.

One slithers onto the ground coming toward me, I try to contend, but his other vines tighten as he glowers at me. I feel it start to constrict against my ass and I scream again, instantly its muffled by the early oddly determine vine going into my mouth and down my throat and cutting off my atomic number 8 and it starts sliding itself in and out, allowing me to give 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 rooster around my snatch's entry. 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 breaking through my hymen. I can feel blood running from my ass and kitty. My sassing is tight around the one in my back talk as it shoves itself in and out. Spits starts pooling and running down the sides of my mouth and into my haircloth because it has no where else to go, whenever I swallow, Snivy gets a happy feeling and the vine starts to pulse slightly.

Snivy fucks me hard, pistoning his hawkshaw and vines furiously out of me, I try to shinny, but the special movement I'm given seems to get him off even more. Another set of vines comes from his rachis and slithers out and enclose 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 nipples, making them firmly and making me grip around his prick and the vine in my ass. I'm starting to palpate good, and I am so ashamed of the pleasure. I don't want this happening, but my trunk can't supporter but respond to his device.

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

Its cum goes directly down my throat, he's making trusted 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 back, I start feeling light headed as I cough and splutter now that the obstacle in my pharynx is gone. My spinal column starts to tingle, and the farther down the sensation goes it spreads to early country. My titties start to find sensitive and tingly too, and the vines massaging them and pulling on the mamilla feel extremely good now.

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

The tingling goes farther down into my pelvic girdle, my cunt and clitoris showtime feeling like they are vibrating and my ass flavor nice and total. Snivy smile at me as my expression goes from that of fear to lust.

My tongue lolls from my mouth and my center start to wind as a stupid grinning gets plastered to my boldness. ‘ No, I don't want this ! Fight back !'I shout, but my body doesn't listen and continues reacting the precise opposite. I feel my twat 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 contrast of,"That's rightfulness, take it you little slut."

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

Snivy is fucking me vigorously, my pussy and ass clenching and liquid spurting out of me every meter he makes me cum. It covers him, coating his very well scales and making them play. I try to nominate my physical structure fight, but I have no control over it, the spores seem to be controlling me now, and I can only hold off until they die off.

Snivy starts picking up yard, 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 enclose 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 hail from his vines. As they enter my bowel, the tingling grows stronger and I spray my juices all over his spasming hammer. 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 lustful manifestation is still on my face.

He drops me and readjusts his hold on my haircloth, he wraps it around like a hair's-breadth tie and hold back my head up, while another comes and personnel my mouth open. I realize what he's doing as he steps closer, putting his cock to my lips.

I try to make my body struggle, but the spores still have hold of me. He slowly enters my sass, his cock it slicked with my juices, it tastes of me and his minty-basil gustatory modality, more subtle than his cum, but still seeming, although there is an supernumerary earthy taste to it.

His minuscule hands go to either side of meat 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 pussy again, its just a normal vine, it doesn't like the others that put the spores into me. It goes abstruse than his cock, breaking through my cervix more than he did and violating my womb and making me sense even more full than he did.

He's fucking my mouth, while another shag my pussy and the two others still playing with my tit. His cock goes deep inside my throat, cutting off all air, and he doesn't take much time to perpetrate back to devote me any other, I feel like I'm suffocating, but my body is still responding. I'm running my tongue around his minty dick as he fucks me, sucking in my nerve making it taut for him.

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

He shoves his prospicient pecker 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 pharynx he pulls back and the rest covers my face and gets into my hair.

It covers my grimace, 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-of-the-moon military group. He ... took away my virginity. Violated me…

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


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Mom never found out, she was at work, and thankfully no one in townsfolk saw me. I took a cascade, wiping away all of Snivy's cum. When I'm done, a component 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 wrong 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 pattern 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 stream of light without a trouble.

I take him back to the Lab, and they evaluate him and they decide that he is fine, zippo wrong now. They figured he just wanted to be free. I keep quiet about the unscathed 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 find furious, I don't ever want to see that lilliputian demon again. I feel hate towards him, and I hope they send him far far away. I capable my mouth to separate them this.

"Yes, I'll necessitate 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 happen.

I put him down as we leave the Lab, my head screaming to take the little fucker and drop him to the rear of the sea. Snivy's grin grows big as he walks by my side of meat back home. In my elbow room, he closes the room access and faces me, I see his cock lengthening again, and the member shaped vines coming from his book binding. ‘ Mom, Daddy…help !'I scream as my body goes and takes him into my mouth and the vines enter my pussycat and ass. The last affair 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 1st Pokemon fic, but I think I'll right more, maybe something more vanilla like though. *