Prank War part 1
Elle watched her sister's sleeping face. Although Kay was younger by two years, everyone said they looked so alike. Some even mistook them for twins, but Elle just couldn't see it. Kay was always smiling with a roguish grin, always planning her next move. She was loud and boisterous; a stark contrast to the much more quiet and reserved Elle, who hated confrontation, much preferring to keep to herself. How could they look so alike when everything about them was so very clearly different? Their clothes, their hair, and especially their attitudes. Elle had been on the receiving end of her sister's pranks too many times to count. A few too many.
Although Elle had tried to be the bigger person and ignore it, Kay always seemed to have something else to subject her to. They started off relatively innocent, yet annoying - like emptying her entire sock-drawer into the washing machine three days in a row. But before long they started to get more personal and embarrassing - like leaving dozens of tabs for Mudbray dildos open on her sister's laptop. Recently, Kay had hid all of Elle's undergarments and tights, leaving only a pair of crotchless panties to wear under her Trainer School uniform for the whole day. Although embarrassing, it hadn't been too soul-crushing until one of the boys tried to flip her skirt in front of the lecturer. It was certainly an awkward conversation when Mr Thatcher asked her to see him after class to discuss the inappropriate clothing. He had meant well, but rumors were already starting to spiral in the grade. Kay only laughed until blue in the face when she found out about the supposedly indecent meeting between teacher and student.
Kay's vexatious behaviour had gone uncontested for too long, and Elle desperately needed to prank her little sister back, but every idea she had was far too tame a response. It had to be grand, to humiliate her just as much as the older sibling had been. She had to do something to re-establish herself as the big sister - that she wasn't to be messed with. Maybe a picture she could use to keep Kay in check should she start to get a bit too big for her boots?
When Kay had voiced how silly Raji, the family Manectric's testicles looked, Elle knew she had something that could work. Raji had been one of their mother's partner Pokémon when she journeyed as a child, and now had retired along with her, living at home and enjoying a life of comfort. In fact, he had helped raise the girls from infancy whenever their Mother wasn't available. His coat was luxurious and soft despite its jagged appearance, and behind him hung a pair of bright blue-furred testicles that were impossible to miss - He honestly seemed rather proud of them!
Elle's plan was simple in theory: take a short video of Kay with Raji's balls on her face. She wouldn't post it anywhere, of course, or show anyone other than Kay herself. It was simply some insurance to get Kay to tone it down. Was it blackmail? Oh, absolutely, but Elle knew her devious little sister wouldn't listen if she didn't push back with something big.
She reached out, gently poking a finger into Kay's soft cheek to see if she really was asleep - No response. She was certainly unconscious, with her head over the side of the bed and mouth open loudly snoring, effectively tangled in her bedsheets. She brushed a lock of Kay's shoulder-length black hair to the side while she twirled a lock of her own red hair around a finger. Elle swallowed and looked to Raji dozing curled up next to her. Then, ignoring the lump in her throat, she scratched him behind the ear to rouse him and waved a treat in front of his muzzle. Raji's head perked up, seemingly wide awake now. With a slight feeling of trepidation, Elle led him up with the treat, his head trained onto it at all times. She held it above Kay's exposed belly, and when Raji tried to take the shortest route to the treat by leaning up next to the sleeping girl, Elle shook her head, resetting the treat's position to just above Kay's face instead. Raji moved to it again. As his muzzle moved closer to it, Elle slowly moved it down Kay's sleeping form, just out of his reach. Raji followed closely, a bite-length away at all times as it moved over her body. He propped himself on the bed, his paws either side of the sleeping girl's arms. With her Rotom Phone in her other hand, Elle shuffled around, attempting to get the best angle for the candid. His balls were close, sure, but not as close as she had hoped. As Raji tried to nibble at the treat, Elle stretched further, pushing the treat away from his snout and further down Kay's body, hovering now over her lap. Raji shuffled again, this time his balls gently brushed the bridge of Kay's nose, the fuzzy texture of his sheath tickling her philtrum causing her face to twitch and her brow to furrow.
Seeing a good opportunity for the video, Elle started filming, dropping the treat to steady her phone with both hands. Raji snapped at the treat as soon as it fell, straight towards the center of Kay's splayed legs. His muzzle bounced into her crotch, catching a whiff of the girl's scent but missing the treat while his round nuts found their resting perch on Kay's pale face. Raji immediately dove into the nook between her thighs in search for the tasty morsel, scooping it out with his tongue from the dip in the bed, just under Kay's buttocks. Kay mumbled in response, turning her face side to side to lazily scratch the tickling of his fur on her lip. Elle stifled a laugh - the sight of her typically proud sibling effectively rubbing her face into the Pokémon's testes was something she never thought she'd see, yet here it was, and on camera no less.
Raji was an older Pokémon, but it didn't take more than a moment for the gentle sensation on his groin and the scent of girl-parts in his nostrils to cause a stirring in his loins like he was a restless young Dog again. Elle's moment of suppressed mirth shattered and she gasped at the growing streak of red that slid over Kay's face as Raji's dick slipped from its sheath and began to engorge. He pressed his nose against the crotch of Kay's dark blue pajama bottoms and took deep breaths, savoring the smell. Another noise from Kay, this time a soft moan as her face reddened. Elle stumbled back, a sinking feeling in her gut and hot flush on her face. What was happening? What could she do? Her head swam with a thousand thoughts: This is too far! Stop him! Kay is gonna wake up! Delete the video, go back to your room and pretend like you had nothing to do with it! Stop filming!
Now in the mood, Raji rubbed his swelling member up and down Kay's soft and warm skin. While his balls hung over her eyes, his shiny red cock rubbed over her lips until the tip pushed past them. Elle went to protest but the word got stuck in her throat, watching the scene unfolding at an impossibly slow pace she knew what was going to happen next.
Raji thrust forward, his cock disappearing into the unconscious girl's mouth.
Kay's eyes shot open and she grunted in surprise at the sudden oral intrusion. In a sleepy haze she had no idea what was happening. Her jade eyes locked onto Elle's, wide with fear and other unreadable emotions, the phone pointed at her. Kay went to speak, but couldn't. She felt heavy, like a big furry weight was holding her down. She went to sit up but was pinned upside down, her arms at her sides. Raji pulled back and thrust forward again forcing out a grunt from the girl under him. Then another. Kay tried to shout but only choked out a restrained "GLURK". Her face screwed up as the fat rod in her mouth grew fatter. Kay squirmed under him to try and wiggle free but the Pokémon seemed immovable. She kicked her legs in protest and tried to buck her hips, only succeeding in slamming her clothed pussy into Raji's face. Kay glared at her sister through teary eyes but Elle remained frozen like a Deerling in headlights, phone still trained on her.
Satisfied with the few experimental thrusts into the warm and wet hole, Raji began to buck his hips into Kay's little mouth, slamming his pelvis into her face. Smelling the sudden haze of girl pheromones releasing like a cloud of spores from Kay's pussy only his perceptive nose could sense, Raji tugged at the pajama waistband, pulling it away from her hips. Kay bucked even more in defiance, only succeeding in mashing her now bare pussy in the canine's face as he stripped her. With her naturally hairless girlhood exposed to the air, Kay's scent was overwhelming to the Pokémon's incredible sense of smell, who set to diligently lapping up every bit of the girl's essence he could. Kay whimpered in shock around his dick, her eyes pleading with Elle to do something, anything to get him to stop. Elle gulped, still frozen, her chest heaving as she panted heavily.
Kay slipped one arm free, attempting to push her head off the dog cock that continued to grow, now poking at the entrance to her throat with every thrust, but Raji was heavier than what only one arm could move, and with her head pressed to the side of the bed there was nowhere left for it to go. She tapped at his hips, trying to tell him to stop but Raji wouldn't have understood even if he was paying attention, too busy with the sensation of the wet, quivering fuckhole humming around his dick and the little tongue that wiggled over the top of it. His fat bollocks bounced tauntingly in front of her eyes with each thrust. Raji stopped, giving Kay a second to catch her breath through her nose, filling her head with the Discharge Pokémon's powerful spice-like scent. She whined pathetically as Raji rolled his hips forward, jostling his cock in her mouth and pointing the tapered tip of it towards Kay's open throat. Another thrust, this one forcing the whole length of him down her throat. Elle caught a glimpse of the way her little sister's delicate little neck lewdly distended. As Raji drew his hips back Kay blubbered around the tip in her mouth, choking out a pleading "help me" before the wolf returned to slamming back into his new bitch's waiting hole.
Raji's rough tongue swirled around Kay's squirming pussy, now dripping with her stimulated juices and his saliva. Given the angle of the onslaught, her clit was front and centre for the unwanted pleasuring. It wasn't long before Kay gurgled between brutal deepthroating thrusts in climax, her hips rolling forward against Raji's tongue. She stared into her sister's watering eyes as she came, feeling an incorrigible shame washing over her.
Raji whined, his mate's orgasm caused her throat to convulse, stimulating his over-engorged prick. Raji's fat nuts tightened. Nearing his end, he slammed his hips violently into the young girl below him. Still in a haze from her orgasm, Kay almost didn't notice the cock growing again. She tried desperately to push him off now, slapping his hips and backside with her free hand, and gurgled her sister's name around his shaft in an effort to get her to finally help too.
Elle suddenly snapped back from her overwhelming thoughts. She could see her sister in panicked distress. She was attempting to push Raji away far more frantically than before. Dropping the phone, Elle scrambled forward to pull Raji off, but her legs were trembling so much that she stumbled forward instead, landing on the wolf's backside and instead pushing him back down again, far deeper than he had been yet, just in time for his ballooning knot to pop past her lips and to expand to fullness past her teeth.
Kay's eyes rolled into her head and she felt the impossibly fat dick dip past her throat and the fist-sized knot suddenly swell in her mouth, locking her assaulter in place. Raji growled at the intense pressure and his hefty nuts began emptying their sticky payload into the poor girl's little stomach. Manectric's fur bristled with an involuntary discharge of weak electricity that zapped up and down his mate below him. The jolt wasn't enough to hurt, but all her muscles stiffened and twitched at the stimulation. At the first powerful shot of dog jizz that slammed into her gut like a comet punch, Kay succumbed to the buzzing, tingling warmth that overcame her. She shuddered, cumming again.
Elle sat watching her sister's fuckdrunk face only inches away. The only thing between them was a pair of twitching balls that strained with every spurt of cum down Kay's gullet. Tears, sweat, saliva and precum streamed up her face, dripping onto the floor and Elle's lap, and currents of yellow electricity dancing over her and illuminating the dark room with momentary flashes of dim light. Elle's mouth flapped wordlessly for a moment.
"I-I'm so... S-so sorry…" she whispered. Then Elle hurriedly stumbled back to her room, phone in hand.
Kay teetered on the brink of unconsciousness for almost 20 minutes as her new lover's orgasm gradually subsided while his knot slowly shrank, making rapid, shallow thrusts to the end. The lack of oxygen would have been enough to make her cum again even without the constant jolts of electricity echoing through her chest and pussy, or the sloppy dog tongue continually abusing her sore and sensitive clit the whole time, ripping multiple cunt-tightening orgasms from the girl. Finally, he slipped out and sprayed two more splashes of cum on her mess of a face. By the time he was free and cleaning himself, Kay was left an exhausted trembling mess; fistfulls of bedsheets soaked from her own juices, her face and pussy a deep red. Her body convulsed with aftershocks, both orgasmic and electrical. She swallowed hard, throat now painfully empty, her hands moving to rest on her sloshing tummy and in moments she drifted to sleep again, Raji curled next to her.
Elle's heart hammered in her chest all night, unable to tear her eyes away from her phone as she rewatched the recording again and again. Her belly hot and her thoughts loud, Elle crept her hand into the waistline of her pajama shorts.