The Legendary Pokemon
Ever since she was a child, Anna's favourite Pokémon was Arcanine. It was cute. It was cool. It was loyal yet fearsome. To young Anna, the idea of having an Arcanine for a pet was the most wonderful thing she could imagine. It took years of pestering her parents, bribing, bargaining and convincing, but eventually they relented and brought home a Growlithe pup. While he wasn't the enormous, majestic beast she had long since dreamed of since she was a toddler, she found the attentive and playful canid to be most adorable and incredibly soft. Often, she would spend nights curling up in his thick fur and marvel at the comforting warmth the Pokémon gave off. And while she loved him dearly, she longed for the great monster of legend to be at her side, so she continued her parent-pestering, this time however, for an elusive fire stone.
It took even more pestering than before, but she got it, and immediately used the evolution-inducing item of her faithful partner.
Anna was older now. Having been exposed to the realism of having an enormous 6 foot tall creature in her care, that ate pounds of food hourly, and was so strong and heavy that little could influence him, she had begun to regret her younger self's impatience.
She loved Arcanine, of course she did, but her parents were very firm with her that SHE was fully responsible for the Pokémon, and not a single PokéDollar of theirs would go toward him. Anna, at the time of getting the young Growlithe, hadn't quite grasped the effects caring for a 340 pound monster would have on her pocket money, free time or social life. Now, however, she had no time, or money, to spend on anything else and no one else to help her. Arcanine was her life. Everything she did, she did, almost quite literally in his shadow. More of her earned money went on his food than it did hers.
There were some pros however. For starters, he was a sight to behold. The very vision she had dreamed of for so long. He looked handsome from all angles. She had even found the way the Pokémon's balls hung low and bounced whenever he trotted to be incredibly charming. Of course there were other benefits too, such as never being late for school, staying warm every night, and never having to worry about being in danger around other people or Pokémon.
But while she didn't have to worry about others being aggressive to her, recently, Arcanine had become more… disobedient.
The Pokémon would never listen to her anymore, he would talk back to her or ignore her. He constantly threw his weight around. One time Anna HAD been late for school when Arcanine remained asleep on her until noon. He would nip at her legs when excited, or push her out the way. Anna was constantly finding small bruises and scratches all over from his roughhousing. He still loved her as he always had. He would still curl up on her bed, and sometimes still let her ride him. He would lick her face and show his belly. He just seemed frustrated.
It was getting to the point that Anna was starting to get a little intimidated by him. She thought about telling her parents at how unruly Arcanine was becoming, but she knew they would only say 'I warned you' and tell her to sort the situation out herself, or maybe even force her to give him up. As much as his behaviour scared her, she was far too attached to him. After all, ever since she got him, her life had been about him.
She could call the Pokémon Center to ask if this was normal for Arcanine, but she didn't want to come across as stupid. 'Of course it's normal for Arcanine!' she could just hear the nurse on the end of the line tell her, 'What, did you not research Arcanine behaviour before you got him?' She hated to admit it, but she really HADN'T done her research before she got him. She read the basics, sure. What they ate, what they needed to do to be happy, etc, but that was it.
Luckily for her, the internet was a thing, with information on any topic imaginable, even regarding her stupid questions. It was the only real option she had left, and luckily she could do it from her own room.
With Arcanine asleep at the foot of her bed, she booted up the PC and opened up the search engine.
'Is my Arcanine's behaviour normal?'
An assortment of various links came up. 'Arcanine battle strategies', 'How to behave around wild Arcanine', 'The essential Arcanine guide', 'Arcanine in heat', and so on.
With a quick, green eyed glance at the Pokémon behind her, she clicked on 'The essential Arcanine guide'.
'Welcome to the essential Arcanine guide, a page all about raising and caring for your perfect Pokémon.'
She had glanced at this page in her excitement back before she had got Growlithe. She had read the first three paragraphs, taken in little, then promptly got bored and clicked off to watch more videos of the Pokémon in action.
The layout was the same. An orangey-red background with black writing and white links - Arcanine themed. It was impossibly tacky, and reeked of the 90's. She glossed through the contents.
'Mating'
This was a term Anna was mostly unfamiliar with. She had heard the term 'mate' used before, when referring to the Pokémon Swanna. She had been told that Swanna find a 'mate' and that they 'mate' for life. Her Galarian pen pal referred to his friends as 'mates' too, which didn't really help. She wasn't exactly sure what that meant, but she just went along with it, since everyone else seemed to.
'When Arcanine are ready to mate, they will show signs of frustration. These signs include unruliness, increased appetite, becoming easily excitable and depression. These signs can have long term effects on your Arcanine if not addressed. When an Arcanine is ready to mate, you should contact a local breeder to try and arrange a playdate. Arcanine tend to exemplify dominance over their mate and their mating period can last for 3 months or longer'
Well, Arcanine was certainly showing some of those symptoms. So perhaps this meant Arcanine was ready to 'mate'. Anna looked at the clock. It read 21.22, so calling the local breeder was currently out of the question, and tomorrow was a Sunday, so there was nothing she could do until Monday anyway.
But while it was helpful, it still didn't tell her what mating was, or why Arcanine needed it. But of course, the internet was right there.
'What is mating?'
'Mating. The action of animals coming together to breed'
Well, that was somewhat informative, but still left some things unanswered. Her next search was far more enlightening, however.
'Arcanine mating'
Moments passed, and Anna went slack-jawed as she scrolled through the results.
Dozens of images of Arcanine on top of Arcanine. Tens of images of Arcanine genitalia. A bounty of bizarre, Pokémon eroticism. Anna felt herself going pale.
While aware of the concept of sex, Anna had never really looked into it all that much. She knew the basic premise; boys and girls get together to make a baby. She knew it felt good, and many did it for fun. This was all information that was drilled into her annually in sex ed class. She had just really never cared much for it in all honesty. It sounded like such a chore, and no one had ever shown an interest in her so she never had an excuse to try it out.
It was starting to click. Arcanine was 'sexually frustrated', as she had heard it put.
Nothing the local breeder can't fix, she thought to herself, giving one last glance over the images. But before she closed the pages and went to bed, a single image caught her eye.
Amidst the images of many Arcanine was one of a woman. She was naked, with the Pokémon on top of her. She had dark hair and light skin, and looked sort of middle-aged. She wasn't what Anna would consider attractive, but the look on her face was intriguing. Her eyes were misty, heavy lidded and rolling upwards, and her mouth, loose-jawed and red with lipstick, was upturned in a giddy smile. The canine wore a similar expression, long tongue lolling from its mouth. It seemed like they were both thoroughly enjoying themselves.
Anna's curiosity spiked, and she clicked on the image's link, taking her to the site that hosted it.
She read the words that decorated the top of the page out loud to herself.
"Pokémon pleasure island"
It was tacky and silly, and looked a bit sketchy, but she got the gist of it. A place dedicated to pornographic Pokephillic photography. A list showed off several different Pokémon. Abomasnow, Absol, Aggron, Ampharos, Arcanine, they were listed in alphabetical order, and it seemed to go on for a long while judging by the miniscule size of the scroll bar. With the context of what kind of content the site hosted, the Pokémon mentioned sounded incredibly lewd, as she involuntarily imagined the Pokémon she had only ever seen in books and on tv in intimate situations with women. But, of course, her interest was drawn to the 'Arcanine' link.
Anna bit her lip. Something seemed… wrong, about this website. She had never been told that humans and Pokémon could have sex, er, 'Mate', and yet, here was an entire website dedicated to such happenings. She was aware of porn, but never really dabbled in it for long, nor had she ever found it enjoyable. But as she clicked to the new page named after her favourite Pokémon, a sudden feeling of anxiety welled up in her. Dozens more images of women of all types, with an Arcanine over them filled the screen. Women of different ages, sizes and beauty all getting filled by the Pokémon behind, above and below them.
Anna curled her finger into her honey-coloured hair. She could feel her ears and freckled cheeks getting hotter, blurring her vision slightly. The images were, by her definition, gross, and yet, come face to face with them, she didn't feel disgusted, but rather curious and a little excited.
It was an alien feeling to her, but she knew the budding heat in her belly was lust. These images were turning her on. At first she felt a wave of euphoria. A second later she felt a pulse of guilt. She had always thought that sex was a boring activity and she would never be interested. She had for a time worried that she wasn't normal because sex didn't interest her. Her concerns were both right and wrong in a way - here she was, aroused and certainly interested, but her interest was anything but normal!
With her internal conflict of rapidly morphing emotions she hadn't realised that she was on autopilot, already starting to browse for more images. Women taking Arcanine in different positions, Some on their hands and knees, some against the wall, a few on their back.
A sudden shifting behind her caused Anna to freeze in panic, then rapidly close all the tabs. She found herself staring at her desktop for a moment like a murderer who cleaned the blood off her hands but forgot to hide the body, then turned to look over her shoulder.
Behind her, Arcanine was rousing. He stretched out his forelegs and back as he yawned and sat up on his hind legs. Anna felt the sin rising up inside her. She had been so immersed in her newfound sexual awakening that she had almost gotten caught. Arcanine turned his head towards her with lazy eyes. Anna sat silently, her legs squeezed together, hands in her lap and back straight. She chewed her lip. Arcanine tilted his head, and took a deep breath in through his nose. The intake of breath seemed to perk him up, and slowly, his large, soft tail wagged. Anna still sat, stiff as a board, eyes wide and face hot.
The Pokémon yawned again, and stood up. He trotted over to Anna and, looking her in the eyes, placed his head in her lap and inhaled deeply.
"Uh... hey Arcanine. D-did you sleep okay?" Anna stuttered, still wooden. Arcanine pulled his head up, and sort of bounced a bit, before lifting up and placing his paws in Anna's lap, knocking the wind out of her.
"Y-yes, yes okay Arcanine, good boy. Get down." she said, patting him on his fluffy furred chest. Arcanine ignored her, and panted slightly, nudging her face with his snout. He whined, then panted again, then hopped off Anna and back up onto her again.
This is an oddly playful mood, Anna thought, continuing to pat the canine's chest and shoulders.
Anna's face began to flush again as she thought about the images of those women and their Pokémon. Guiltily, her eyes wandered to her Pokémon's groin. His balls hung low, like they always had, but this time, they looked less charming than before and far more lewd. Or, as one word bounced around in her head would describe them; full.
Swallowing her shame, Anna let her petting move lower on the creature's body. She continued from his chest to his belly. Still, gently sliding her hands through his thick fur, she gulped audibly and slowly and gently stroked his furred sheath. She felt almost disgusted with embarrassment when she touched the one part of him that she never had before.
Anna could feel that still-somewhat-alien feeling of heat welling up in her belly, and her face flushed hotter in response. She could hear her pulse in her ears. With her bravery slowly rising, Anna began to probe around the opening of Arcanine's sheath with her delicate thumb. She felt something scorchingly hot touch her finger. It was smooth, and almost rubbery with a hint of dampness. She watched as the Pokémon's penis began to show itself, swelling in size and length. Anna's breathing hitched and quickened, her small chest rising and falling quickly. The heat in her belly was triggering an itchiness in her lower body. Head cloudy, Anna removed one of her hands from her Pokémon's growing erection and placed it on her crotch. She could feel her pussy's heat and sopping wetness through the fabric of her tights, and without thinking began to dig her fingers into the cleft in her groin.
The sensation was inconceivable to Anna. She had never touched herself in this way. The feeling of Arcanine's torrid and exotic dick oozing syrupy pre cum onto her taut belly in one hand and her dripping wet box smothering the other was driving Anna insane! Both her hands began to sync, and she was soon pumping the Pokémon's still engorging cock with the same speed and intensity she was frigging herself.
When Anna felt the warm wetness of Arcanine's tongue on her neck, she shivered in wide eyed pleasure. Her hips rocked spasmodically and her breath was rushed from her lungs as she felt her first orgasm spike through her body.
Licking the drool from her lips, Anna felt her embarrassment drain from her, replaced with prurient thoughts. Right now, the pictures of those women with their Pokémon were her inspiration, but her tights and short dress were opposing the alluring plan she had in her head.
Wriggling under her Pokémon, she pulled her little black dress over her head and pulled her tights and panties down. She cooed as she felt the hairless, bare flesh of her puffy mons tickled by Arcanine's fur as she raised her hips to remove her legwear. Wiggling herself down her chair so that her body was mostly parallel to the floor. Arcanine had since started bucking his hips above her. With a nervous giggle and a hungry glance to Arcanine's face, she grabbed back at his cock again. Her lascivious smirk faltered momentarily as she gripped his molten rod. Anna looked down at the Pokémon's cock and felt anxiety bubble in her chest. Resting on her belly, Arcanine's hot cock was almost half the width of Anna's pelvis and ended long past her navel!
None of the images showed quite such a size difference between the Pokémon's tool and the woman. Granted, Anna was a diminutive girl and all the ladies in the pictures seemed older than she was, so perhaps it wasn't quite so extreme for them as it was for her. She opened her mouth to protest, to voice the impossibility of an object that obtrusive in size ever fitting inside her, but Arcanine's unceasing thrusting paid off and a particular stroke led the fat, pointed tip of his cock to bump Anna's deliciously perfect pink opening. Anna jolted upwards and gasped a sweet moan into Arcanine's chest fur. The feeling of foreign flesh on her tiny pussy felt exceedingly good. So good that her doubts began to melt.
Biting her lip in restrained longing, Anna grabbed Arcanine's mammoth cock with both hands and brought it to her opening. She gently rubbed him against her cute pink pussy, forcing his flesh to kiss hers, mewling in pleasure.
Done with the teasing, Arcanine bucked his hips forward roughly. Her wet flesh parted for his hard spear with some difficulty, but she was soon filled with him. The sudden sensation forced the air out of Anna's lungs with a loud 'GUH' from her. Her grip tightened in response, locking Arcanine in place long enough for Anna to brace herself for more.
She swallowed hard, looking at how much of Arcanine's flesh was left outside of her body. Her eyes widened when she realised that she had only taken not even half the Pokémon's length. Her belly had already started to sport a cute bump from the Pokémons' dick.
"O-okay, Arcanine. I-I'm going to let go now. Go slow, okay?" Anna said slowly, trying hard to form proper sentences. Arcanine gave no response. Shakily, Anna loosened her grip. She placed one hand on Arcanine's chest and the other on the bump. She took a breath, trying to get herself to relax before Arcanine started up.
She didn't have long to steel herself, as two seconds later, Arcanine set off thrusting at full speed, ramming his fat dick into her and slamming his ballooning knot into her clit.
Anna couldn't voice her pained cries, as with every thrust of his mighty rod the air was knocked from her lungs again. Arcanine's powerful, bone-shaking thrust after thrust continued to cram more and more of his girth into Anna's tiny box. She gripped at his fur, tears spilled from her eyes and she gritted her teeth trying her best to bare the creature's body.
Soon, after a solid few minutes of unrelenting fucking, the pain Anna was feeling dissipated, completely replaced with a continuous thumping pleasure. After finally getting her breath back, Anna forced her face into Arcanine's chest fur one more time to stifle her cry as she orgasmed. Her body shook, partly from Arcanine's erratic pace, and partly from orgasmic convulsions. Tears streaked her face and dripped from her jaw onto her small chest. In control again, Anna brought her legs up to his side to try and root herself in place better so Arcanine could get more pleasure out of her body.
She came again, only mere seconds after the first, and laughed giddily after regaining her control.
Anna had since started abusing her dainty little clit between her orgasms, pinching, rolling and grinding it with her fingers, never giving the swollen organ a moment of rest.
After a grueling hour of mind-breaking continuous orgasm, Arcanine suddenly rammed himself to the hit and stopped. Anna grunted sharply, feeling his huge tip spear her battered cervix perfectly. Anna's belly bulged obscenely, the sensation of his colossal cock slam at the back of her womb sent her over the edge far harder than any of her previous orgasms. Her eyes rolled up, her lids heavy and her tongue lolled out of her fuck-happy mouth, drooling over the milky white and freckled skin of her bare chest.
She felt a swelling below, and raised her head long enough to see the Pokémon's ridiculously fat knot growing, corking her poor cunt. Anna remained conscious just long enough to feel the first spurt of fiery hot seed fill her entire womb. For 30 minutes Arcanine remained tied to his new bitch, flooding her tiny, inexperienced uterus with torrid cum. Every now and again he would thrust, shaking Anna's senseless body like a ragdoll.
Anna awoke hours later, still naked on her chair. Her tight pussy was coated in succulent juices, both hers and his, and her small tits and face were also coated in his seed. She smelled like she belonged to him now. With a lusty groan, Anna righted herself. She ached, but it was a good ache that made her head spin and her pussy buzz with tingles.
Anna moved toward the bathroom. A sudden movement knocked her from her feet to her hands and knees, and in a flash Arcanine was on top of her. His jaw grabbed a mouthful of honey-coloured hair and wrenched her head up trapping her, and she could feel the hot tip of Arcanine's dick poking at her entrance. Anna was about to protest when her heart sank as she remembered a line she had read before.
'Arcanine tend to exemplify dominance over their mate and their mating period can last for 3 months or longer'
Anna suddenly realised the life she had committed herself to now. She bit her lip and willingly spread her legs. firmly going nowhere now in Arcanine's grip, Anna reached down with both hands and sweetly pried her young pussy open to allow Arcanine to thrust into her again.