Garz - Looking for writing requests [Looking for 1 more request!]

Ugh, real life's been beating me senseless lately, I hardly have time to get online, my comp has decided that it dislikes messenger programs, and I've found myself maddeningly busy.

Nonetheless, I've fallen out of writing practice since moving early last month, and there's no time like the present to get back into it! Anyone care for a short story? Be sure you read the requirements, heh.

If you were accepted before, don't let that stop you from asking again. I'm limiting it to three mostly for time constraints - expect a couple days between stories.

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I'm not much of an artist, but I'm very fond of writing. As an example of my style, here's the link to a new pokemon story in a new series I'm working on - I've posted it over at Eka's: (This story is Male/Male, Oral Vore, no sex).

http://aryion.com/g3/showitem.php?id=158933

So, that said... I'm considering some requests, how many of which is at the bottom. If anyone would like a short story written for them, post here after you read this full post, heh. It's not quite first come first serve - I'll do the first two requests that pique my interest.

Of course, requirements, requirements.

First of all, things I like: I'm most fond of M/M vore. I <i>may</i> be willing to try out other gender combinations, but not with glaringly female pokemon (like Nidoqueen or Jynx), and it certainly must be m/m if sex is involved. I'm not as fond of humans - at least one of the two must be a pokemon, and I'd prefer poke/poke vore (Of course, the idea may perk my interest, like a trainers and his pokemon voreing). All humans involved in vore must, however, be male. If you explicitly do/don't want trainers to exist in the confines of the story, please mention so.

I like Cock, Oral, and Anal vore, in that order (Most fond of Cock and Oral). I also like a few more unusual vores like Tail vore, or muk/grimer/ditto style absorption. I'm not a fan of unbirthing, soul vore, hard vore, watersports or scat. Stories about smaller creatures voreing larger ones amuses me greatly as well. I greatly prefer the size of the pokemon involved be either relatively similar, or the predator being smaller than the prey - not too fond of micro, although I can do it if it amuses me enough.

I don't care one way or another about sex/no, un/willing, reformation/no/unfocused. Kudos if a machoke (or champ) is involved. More description is preferable to less - I tend to include at least a little plot in my stories.

So I guess here's the 'request form' to fill out, given the above list:

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Request Form:

Subjects Involved? (And genders, if not assumed to be male. List who's the predator, unless you don't care)
Type of vore? (Cock, Oral, Anal, Tail, Absorption?)
Sex/Yiff? (Yes, no, don't care. Remember, only m/m can have sex/yiff)
Willing or Unwilling? (Also, take special mention if you'd like an unwilling pred or sommat)
Reformation? (Either explicitly yes you want it, explicitly no you don't, or if you don't care one way or another in which I probably won't mention the result. Also mention here if you'd like something like the target being shot out as cum or absorbed, specifically entrapped and not digested, or whatever)

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I believe that's it. Again, kudos if machoke or machamp is involved, heh.

Request List:
1. [Completed] Rougia - Gardevoir / Lugia, F/F, OV
2. [Completed] Rainbow Dragon - Charizard / Machamp, M/M, CV or TV
3. [Completed] Kitti - Jun/Infernape + Kouki/Machoke, M/M [Humans], OV
4. [Completed] PhoenixNinetails - Anthro Ninetails & Eevee, M/M, CV(Unwilling pred)
5. [Completed] Zearo8 - Nidoking / Feraligator, CV & AV
6. [Completed] Taakuin - Houndoom / Buizel, OV (Willing)
7.

People who've been updated will recieve a PM just before I begin. It normally takes me a day or two per short story, but I apologize in advance about any additional delays.

Hey, ah'd like t' request a story, if it's okay. Somethin' with mah Gardie, Galen, and maybe a female Lugia? Lemme see...

Subjects Involved: Galen (Female Gardevoir) and a Lugia (Female)
Type of vore: Oral
Sex/Yiff: Yes
Willing or Unwilling: Unwilling (At first:P)
Reformation: Yes

Thanks bunches. :3

~Rougia

Well how about a story of a charizard cock voring or tail voring something of equal size or bigger? Making his cock huge, when the other pokemon is reformed they have a yiff session the only question is what other pokemon should that be? I'm thinking machamp.

Aww, poo~

Well, I could go ahead and post it, maybe you'll take it. I'm extremely fond of M/M, but mainly it's humans..

I'd like it to involve Jun/Infernape + Kouki/Machoke. These are based on out teams from Diamond.. so yeah. Here's what I'd like it to have:

Jun [ HyperActive Diamond/Pearl Rival ] and his Infernape find a Kouki [ Lucas, main male hero. ] nursing his Machoke back to health in Lake Valor's cave after the battle with Galactic Commander Saturn, who'd defeated the male. Jun cares for his friend, but he couldn't hold back laughing. After commenting how weak he was, Kouki snapped. Letting loose and having a bond with his precious Machoke, they both got angry. However, Jun expected it and his Infernape blocked the Cross Chop by his Machoke. Slamming the already wounded Pokemon down, who fell unconscious. Jun and his Infernape add insult to injury by basically raping the the poor male. However, during the double-teaming, Kouki's Machoke seems to come to and Jun sends his Infernape to take care of the Pokemon. The monkey nods and does as he's told.

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Subjects Involved: Damion + Infernape x Kouki + Machoke
Type of Vore: Soft Oral
Sex/Yiff: Yesh plz.
Willing/Unwilling: Unwilling
Reformation: Bah, I'm not one for digestion, so how about Entrapment? I like it when the prey stays alive and the predator gets off by the squirms.. Also, can I mention that the Machoke could be either eaten or just "yiffed" to the point he's unable to move?

NOTE - You can go an entierly different plot if you want, I don't mind. I'd just like something among those lines. Also Kouki's battle is based of my horrid battling skills, I'd forgotten that Fighting-types are to Psychic-types...

And here we have Rougia's Request! I've also posted it in the galleries here for convenience, as well as it being below. Other people who are waiting on requests, please check the first post as I update it (Which I will be doing shortly).

I hope you enjoy this, Rougia! This is actually a first for me - I've never written a vore story focusing on a female character before, let alone two. I looked at your profile when writing this, and hope I have accurately portrayed Galen. Be sure to tell me if it's not up to stuff.

http://hpf-gallery.sytes.net/v/Garz/Garz+-+Rougias+Request.rtf.html

Oh - and I'm aware you requested sex/yiff, but I'm still not keen on doing that with nonmales, so I avoided it for now. Hopefully this is still enjoyable.

The boards don't seem to like typical paragraphing, which is why it's formatted a bit differently.

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Training Techniques - Rougia's Request

The Gardevoir was walking. Honestly, she'd lost track of how far she'd gone, by this point.

She looked around, a small gust of wind blowing her slightly shredded dress about. In three directions, there were endlessly roaming fields, rolling hills, the occasional stream breaking up the solid green carpet. And in front, a forest - albeit not the thickest of forests. The sun was dancing through the sky, hidden behind a sea of clouds.

The Gardevoir smiled, permitting herself to take in the beauty of her surroundings for a moment. But it wasn't enough to really help her relax - not really.

"Galen..." She said to herself, aloud. "What are you missing?"

Sighing, she continued walking forward. It'd actually been awhile since she trained last - very much an abnormality for this particular Gardevoir. She had, after all, reached a plateau... weeks and weeks of no improvement at all.

She'd tried pushing herself harder, tried utilizing new techniques, even tried offhand for a time to develop a new style. But the more she focused, the less she seemed to improve - the feeling of learning was gone entirely. Perhaps she -

"Hmm?" She spun - at some point amidst her thoughts, she'd ended up in the forest.

Her eyes landed on the source - a small ledian, who was whimpering. He seemed visibly terrified - of what, Galen couldn't be sure.

<What's wrong?>

The Ledian leapt into the air in fright as the sound entered his head. He gave a spin - and froze, noting Galen for the first time.

<Wait!> Galen stepped forward - feeling a little bad for startling the creature by speaking mentally and not physically. <I'm not here to harm you!>

She was actually a little surprised when the Five Star Pokémon halted. He broke down, tears pouring from his eyes as he floated to the forest's floor.

Slowly, she walked towards him. From this distance, she could tell that he was crying out of fear, not pain. Was this just a child?

"C-c-c-c-can y-you h-help me?"

<What's wrong?> The response was not quite as elegant as a normal Gardevoir's, but it had the same effect. The Ledian looked up at the gentle soul - tears in his eyes.

"He... he's really really hurt! I d-d-don't know what t-to do, and - "

<He? Show me.>

Obediently, the Ledian soared away - flying through the woods, Galen following as best she could. She was quick - and glad for it, as the bug flew left and right as swiftly as he flew forward - permitting him to blitz around trees as though they weren't there. Still, she managed to keep up - at least that part of her more physical training shining true.

<Oh!>

Shifting, she fell to her knees. It was a machoke - one lying on the ground, bruised, battered, and bleeding in several places. He was breathing, but each breath was extremely shallow.

She just watched him, for a frame of time. She'd hurt herself several times amidst her training - and she could tell that many of these wounds were far more thorough than most things she'd done to herself. What on earth...

<What happened?>

The Ledian's voice wavered. "I... I d-dunno. I was moving for berries when he shoved me into a diglett's burrow. He said... he said to keep out of sight, and then..."

The Ledian trailed off. Galen exhaled, placing one hand on the miniature creature. She hated pushing the memory further, but... <And then?>

"Then... then the ground rumbled. And I think it felt like a tornado - lots of tornadoes. And the machoke was yelling in pain and the ground kept shaking and I heard trees being knocked over and I was so scared that I just stayed here and when all the noises stopped I peeked outside and he looks really hurt and I think he fought off whatever that was and - "

<Shh... thank you.> Galen said, gently, trying to calm the small creature down. She turned to the unconscious machoke, reaching her mind out to his. <Hey! Hold on!> She could feel his mind there, just bruised. He was still alive!

"Will... will he be..."

Galen nodded. <I'll see if I can help him. I wonder what creature it was that attempted to - >

An enormous burst of wind cut off her mental query. She recoiled, holding her hands up to shield her face, as she heard the Ledian's cry of astonishment.

"I knew if I left that bug alone, I'd get a better meal!"

The voice echoed throughout what was now a clearing, as the concentrated burst of wind had blasted several of the trees there to splinters.

Galen could only stare at the enormous creature before her. It was enormous ­- soft white wings, a long white tail, blue patterns throughout.

And a smirk on her face.

"A little short, for a Gardevoir, but you'll do." The creature said, almost conversationally.

Galen didn't quite have time to get to her feet as wind - a horizontal pillar of wind - blasted into her. Her shriek of astonishment was drowned out by the roar of air as she was lifted off the ground, the wind plastering her into a thick tree trunk - the force against the wood tore a bit of natural fabric from her dress.

The Lugia - the name suddenly registered in Galen's head - watched stoically as Galen gasped for air. Slowly, she staggered to her feet.

"Ha! Got a little bite left in you after all. But the second - "

Her rant was interrupted as Galen weaved a short pattern in the sky in front of her. Psychic energy formed, and was released in a burst. "Confusion!" She called out, the action forcing air into her lungs.

She froze.

And swiftly leapt to one side, as she felt rather than saw her attack dispersed. The area she'd just been standing shuddered as the Lugia's far more powerful psychic attack rocketed where the Gardevoir’s head had just been - Galen's assault seemed feeble in comparison. It was also a psychic pokémon?!

"Don't worry, honey, I like my girls with spice." The Lugia flew upwards, just a touch. "You'll be mine soon enough."

Galen reacted, almost without thinking first. As the Lugia fired the next aeroblast through the trees, she dashed underneath - her reduced size proving an advantage. The Lugia's eyes widened as the Gardevoir leapt at her physically, Galen's arm glowing with psychic energy.

It connected.

Galen found herself knocked away from the Lugia - but she knew she'd driven that attack home. Utilizing both her physical and psychic capabilities, she flipped to her feet, returning to her fighter's pose.

"You're a lucky little Gardevoir." Gone was the Lugia's playful demeanor, replaced by anger. "You won't get lucky again."

Galen kept moving as the Lugia stepped things up a notch. The forest area would never be the same - the tunnels of air destroyed dozens of trees in their wake, and the Lugia was sending blast after blast towards the mobile psychic pokémon. Galen was playing up the Lugia's anger, waiting for just the right -

There!

Dashing forward, Galen leapt into the air in an uppercut - psychic-boosted fist slamming into the Lugia's jaw. The Lugia recoiled in pain as Galen hit the ground, shifting to go back to movement.

The aeroblast caught her in the side, tumbling her painfully along the ground.

"Urgh." Galen cringed from pain - she hadn't expected the Lugia to recover quite that quickly. She pushed herself to her elbows - when a second aeroblast caught her now-raised head, arcing upwards and slamming her into one of the few trees that was still standing.

She fell to the ground with a thump, cringing in pain. Every part of her body ached - the Lugia's blasts seemed explicitly main to cause extra pain. She could barely move, barely breathe.

"Feisty little thing..." The Lugia shifted forward. She was furious that this... this Gardevoir had managed to actually hurt her. "But now..."

Stars danced in Galen's head from the pain she was in, as it felt like she'd just dunked her head into a stream. She shifted to pull herself out, as the moist feeling coated her neck.

As it reached her shoulders, however, realization kicked in - she was being eaten.

<No!> She cried out mentally, as a new reservoir of strength kicked in. Frantically, she pulled backwards, shifting her arms to free herself.

But the Lugia was stronger. Galen, despite the ferocity of her struggles, found her shoulders slip into the Lugia's warm mouth. Her arms were pinned to her side, preventing her from gaining enough room for a proper strike.

As she sank in deeper, the warmth of the Lugia's mouth and throat proved taxing on her mind as well. It was so warm... so comfortable. The subtle throat movements were like a massage - massaging Galen's shoulders, her breasts, her arms. Her eyelids became heavy, as the feelings continued - focusing on putting her to sleep.

<N... no...> Her mind became more and more hazy, as the rest of her was engulfed and swallowed. Slowly, she sank down the Lugia's throat.

Blissful sleep hit her before the end of the warm, comfortable passage.


<NO!>

Galen jerked up... and froze.

She looked around wildly. <Where...> She scrambled to her feet. <Where... where am I?>

She was standing in the forest - not too far away from where she'd met the ledian in the first place. But she couldn't... she was perfectly fine. Her dress wasn't even any more torn than it had been.

She stared down at herself, perplexed. Had that all been a dream? It felt... it felt so real. The Lugia - the warm, comfortable passage down her throat.

It was almost like she'd liked it.

Confused, she sat down on a tree stump. Had she focused further on it, she'd have noticed it had been blown apart - some of the shrapnel was visibly past it.

But Galen was lost in thought. The limit that she seemed to have reached had faded - new and creative training ideas flooded into her. And whether it was a dream, or real, it had definitely given her something.

A cause worth fighting for.








~ Garz.

Wow.

This is... Wow. Ah love it! Thank you hon! *HUGS!* This is a really good story! Ah like the idea of Galen thinkin' she's at her peak and findin' out she's got a lot further t' go. :3 You did a marvelous job on it. Thank you again.

~Rougia

Yay!! *spazz* Oh yeah, you remember Arceus from Eka's? He told me to tell you hi!

Rougia wrote:This is... Wow. Ah love it! Thank you hon! *HUGS!* This is a really good story! Ah like the idea of Galen thinkin' she's at her peak and findin' out she's got a lot further t' go. :3 You did a marvelous job on it. Thank you again.

Awesome, I'm glad you like it! It is nice to get feedback from a story, and I'm very glad you enjoyed it. ^_^

I'm about halfway through the next request, but things are proving busy over here. It should be done by late this evening, though.

Alright, then here's Rainbow Dragon's Request!

http://hpf-gallery.sytes.net/v/Garz/Garz+-+RainbowDragons+Request.rtf.html

For later reference, please use the request form next time, heh. Either way, here it is - hopefully you enjoy this, as it fulfills your requests.

Updating the main post now... I can definitely do a few more of these once I finish Kitti's request...

Also oops! Heh, sorry Kitti, I missed your last post. I may be sending you a PM shortlyish about it, just let me finish updating some things first. And heh, hello back to Arceus as well!

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Some Comfortable Entertainment

It was some distance below, within the jungle, that a young tangela was resting in the sunlight. She had just finished consuming a pair of berries from a nearby bush, and opted to relax in what was currently sunlight for the moment. She snuggled into herself, knowing that shortly afterwards she could go.... go...

The vine pokemon tensed, as a shadow passed.

A couple moments later, when it didn't return, the Tangela slid further down the tree, the scare having passed.

Most pokemon cringed when a Charizard flew by.


This particular Charizard, however, was simply out for a soar. His long wings were spread as he glided more than flew, permitting thermals to carry him where he wished to go. The sun shone brightly, emphasizing the brilliant flame on his tail.

He rolled in the air, enjoying the sunlight. His spin took him a bit closer to the mountain he was flying alongside - an enormous rock face. Lazily, he scanned the mountain with his eyes - there were several shallow caves that seemed to naturally have formed in the mountain, but from the smoothness of the cliff, odds were not even a rock climber could get up there.

A droplet of water caught his attention, interrupting his flight. Righting himself, he actually began using his wings for a short time - a bit surprised he didn't feel the encroaching stormclouds sooner. It was still, however, just a few droplets of rain ­- but he knew the amount would increase rapidly. Sighing, he glanced below him, as flying through the rain wasn't something he cared enough to do at the moment.

His eyes landed on one of the shallow caves he'd seen before. It was either a cave or the jungle, and the cave was more likely to be dry. Not to mention, as his stomach rumbled, he realized he could possibly get Figy berries here - they were, after all, his favorite type. Dipping one wing, he banked towards the cave with expert talent, landing firmly on the small cliff edge that was not itself within the cave. The skies opened up as he moved into the cave itself.

A sharp claw massaged his stomach - the thought of potential figy berries had reminded him that he hadn't eaten in awhile. He shifted his still-burning tail forward - like most pokemon, he could see just a little in the dark, but without specifically being able to produce light, his vision wouldn't extend terribly far. His tail, however, worked as a makeshift torch - as he waited for his eyes to adjust.

"...or." He thought to himself, as a grin spread along his face. "I could find better than a berry..."

As the light from his tail had shown him that there was someone else in the cave, someone who raised one hand over his eyes.

"M-mach... who's there?"

The charizard licked his lips, not responding. A machoke... fighting pokemon were fairly easy prey to a flier such as himself, and machoke were particularly good. He stepped forward, as his eyes finished adjusting to the dim light.

A second arm tensed a fist. "H-hey, I said who's there!"

The charizard checked his momentum, blinking a bit in surprise. This was not, in fact, a machoke - it'd seemed so from first glance. His skin was a soft blueish grey, his mouth a notably different color. He was a bit taller, and his belt - the buckle of which was engraved with what looked like an individually wrapped piece of candy rather than a 'p' - was a bit thinner. He wore a brown wide-brimmed hat, not that it covered the ridges on his head.

But it was the four arms that were a dead giveaway. The charizard paused for a moment - Machamp were extremely rare to find, and they were known to be fairly powerful. The question was, then, just how hungry was he?

"Just your friendly, neighborhood Charizard. What're you doing in here?"

The machamp shifted a bit. He was carrying a backpack of sorts - it seemed to be composed of the natural fabric that both machoke and machamp wore. Perhaps he got it from some machoke? "Just hiking... I climbed here. You? In out of the rain?"

The smile, however, had returned to the Charizard's face. The machamp's statement had relinquished more information than he'd expected - the visual cues that he was, in fact, hurt. His arm carrying the pack was a little limp, and he seemed a bit exhausted. So this was, in fact, easy prey ­- and particularly filling prey at that.

Decision made, the Charizard cocked his head to one side. "Oh, you know. I'm just... hunting."

He moved - going from a standing position to a flat charge. His wings flared out as he dashed past the machamp, his right wing delivering a powerful buffet. The surprised fighting pokemon was knocked backwards from the blow - the charizard, in fact, noticed his skin mold just a tat as his vulnerability to flight drove the point home. To the machamp's credit, though, he didn't quite fall over as the charizard spun for a second pass.

The fire pokemon's eyes widened as he dashed forward, abruptly leaping aside. His second wing attack smashed into the machamp, sending him head over heels - where he remained, lying still.

But the Charizard's astonishment had come from the attack the Machamp had used. Stones - a sizeable array of stones formed from nothing - had been hurled at him after his initial swing. The rock slide had smashed into the back cavern wall, each having enough force to cause enormous cracks within the existing solid stone.

Definitely enough force to douse the flame of a hungry charizard.

He remained still for a moment - realizing fully that he had just come very close to being helpless himself for underestimating the strength of a weakened machamp. And slowly, his shock... turned to anger.

"I was just gonna eat you..." He stomped on the machamp's back, causing the machamp to gasp a little in pain. "But now, I'm gonna have some fun first..."

The charizard's cock had slowly come to life in eagerness for what was about to come. He'd never been a very big charizard below the waist, but that didn't stop him from grasping the machamp's upper two arms, holding them over the superpower pokemon's head, by the charizard's growing maleness.

There was a short pause, as the cock extended itself to near-hardness. Then, as if on a signal, the charizard's cock began to shift - just a bit at first, then significantly more. STretching just a bit, it widened, engulfing the Machamp's upper hands.

The Machamp's vision was hazy - fading in and out. He hazily felt the charizard pull on his prone form, shoving his upper arms down the flame pokemon's cock. His wounds had taken their toll, however, and he couldn't even find the energy to struggle until the cock had engulfed his head.

His upper arms - trapped within the steadily-growing charizard cock - struggled feebly, his restrained blows causing the Charizard's tongue to loll out of his mouth in comfort. It felt like a comfortable massage.

His lower arms grasped hold of the outside of the charizard's cock, probably attempting to pull himself out, but the grip was far too weak. The charizard squeezed as he pushed - Machamp were a little malleable, although not nearly as much as machoke, but more than enough for the charizard's cock to engulf the machamp's shoulders. His cock began to coat the machamp within in pre - making it even easier for him to slip into the warm sac. It began to literally slurp - swiftly pinning the machamp's lower arms to his side.

A couple more slurps and the machamp's entire torso was within the charizard's maleness. His cock was still growing - and rapidly - as the machamp's small struggles from within continued to stimulate him. He placed one hand between the machamp's legs, planning to push him the rest of the way in... when he smirked.

"Ahhh, you're enjoying this, aren't you?" He massaged the machamp's hard cock through the fabric of his speedo as he pushed, his cock engulfing the machamp's speedo and belt in one go. He gave the machamp's trapped maleness one last massage as it sank the rest of the way into his cock.

He sat down, gasping in pleasure as his cock did the rest of the work, slurping the machamp's still slightly-moving legs into its shaft. Finally, the machamp's feet were sealed away from the outside world, as the cock's head closed, pushing the creature into the charizard's balls. He could feel the machamp's struggles within, even as he lost what solidarity he had, even as he was being churned into cum. The base of his cock rumbled from the stimulation, but he focused - holding in the pleasure as long as he could.

Finally, just before the liquid within his cock stopped moving, he came with a roar - a roar which echoed through the cave. Jets of cum sprayed from his cock in bursts, as his voice could be heard even from the jungle far below. The Machamp's belt and speedo were ejected from his cock, and there were streaks of blueish grey to be seen within the cum - all that remained of the machamp.

Breathing heavily as the stream pouring from his cock began to taper off, the charizard licked his lips. His cock was now very large and thick - it had absorbed much of the strength of the machamp that had entered it. Delicious... Machamp were far more arousing than anything he'd shoved in there beforehand.

He leaned against a wall, slowly massaging his cock as it temporarily receeded - even soft, it was at least twice as large as it was before. A smile coated his lips, as he rested.

He wasn't done with the machamp just yet.


It wasn't too long afterwards that the cum began to rumble. It had formed into a large pool, and slowly shifted to a blue-greyish color. The machamp's wrestling pants, as well as his belt, were lying in the cumpool.

A hand - one that wasn't quite solid, still composed of cum - reached out of the speedo. It fell into the pool with a splash, to be followed by a second hand, then the ridges. Slowly, the reforming machamp pulled his torso out of the pool of cum - solidifying into his wrestling pants. As he pulled, the remaining cum began to slurp together, his legs forming the same way.

Finally, the once again together machamp collapsed in exhaustion. He was noticably smaller than he had been a moment before - by at least a foot. The charizard had drained him of much of his strength, and for a machamp that simply meant he was reduced in size, not in proportion.

"Awake, are we?"

The Charizard noted the machamp cringe at his voice. "Urrgh..." Was all the machamp could manage to say in his exhaustion.

"Fully solid again?" The Charizard reached down, picking up the limp machamp. Smiling, he pulled down the machamp's speedo, just enough. "I'm not done with you yet."

The Machamp found enough energy to give a moan as the Charizard's newly-increased maleness was forced into his tight hole. Stronger now that he had a sizeable amount of the machamp's strength added to his own, the charizard began pumping the machamp on his cock up and down with ease, ramming his penis in its full length before pulling the machamp out and repeating the process. He licked his lips, astonished at how well the machamp was milking his cock - he felt the beginnings of orgasm far sooner than he'd thought he would.

He slowed his pumping - the machamp was now extremely limp from exhaustion. His long tail swooped around, as he shifted the machamp to being horizontal rather than nearly vertical, albeit still impaled on his cock. The fire on his tail shifted to being a ring of fire around an opening - an opening that clamped itself shut on the machamp's head.

The machamp was far too exhausted to struggle as the tail greedily slurped him down. The charizard alternated his humping with his tail's slurping, ramming the machamp's torso down the gulping entrance. He came once more - this time with less cum as the machamp had not been produced into it, but still more than enough which shot into the machamp's rump. The tail, as if on that cue, gave a powerful gulp then - slurping the machamp's rear into itself. Several more gulps and the feet slipped in, the machamp's now-discarded speedo floating softly to the ground.

The enormous bulge was pulled deeper into the charizard's tail. From its base, the machamp found himself in the charizard's stomach - where he'd been intended all along.

The charizard picked up the machamp's belt and speedo, contemplating. Finally, opening his mouth, he swallowed the natural fabric down whole, relishing in the minor bump it made on its way into his engorged stomach.

Since after all, he'd need it if he wanted more fun out of the delicious machamp...











~ Garz.

*drools* Oh, very nice Garz! :3

*laughs* oh excellent that was even better than what I was hoping for, looks like the charizard has a sex slave now. Sorry for not using the form though ugh I should've used it.

And Kitti's request is now completed!

http://hpf-gallery.sytes.net/v/Garz/Garz+-+Kittis+Request.rtf.html

Hopefully this is good... I attempted to focus primarily on the humans involved, but am unsure if that made the story turn out interesting enough. Hopefully it's okay.

*drools* Oh, very nice Garz!

*laughs* oh excellent that was even better than what I was hoping for, looks like the charizard has a sex slave now.

Thank you both for the compliments! It's always great to get feedback of any sort. ^_^ Glad you liked the way it turned out, Rainbowdragon, and I hope you enjoy yours as much, Kitti

Sorry for not using the form though ugh I should've used it.

Heh, it's not a big deal - just a reminder for next time. Gives me more of an idea what to write, after all.

Soo, without further ado, I post this, then update the main post.


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Hidden in Valor

It actually wasn't that far away - a woman laughing as her son told an entertaining joke, a man hiding his nervousness by taking a gulp of wine before asking his true love for marriage, a pair of pokémon breeders exchanging notes.

The overall atmosphere was pleasant - those serving people at the restaurant were relatively relaxed, not understaffed for once. Birds were chirping - probably spearow, which had migrated in droves from Hoenn.

But it wasn't that far away - where the scene was extremely different. Just north, within Lake Valor, there was a small cave. And within the damp cave was a relatively sad scene - of a boy kneeling next to his pokémon.

"Machoke... hold on."

The bruised and battered pokémon grimaced, then shifted his weight - moving his arms to push himself up from his face-down position. A hand grasped the muscular pokémon's shoulder.

"Don't... just stay still."

The boy's scarf swooshed down as he leaned forward, lightly grazing the machoke's back. Obediently, the machoke remained still, his numerous wounds making this the best option.

"I'm really sorry... I used up all the potions I had when..."

The boy blinked, as the recent events flooded into his mind.


"Ahh... Kouki, is it?"

"Wha?!" Kouki tensed, his backpack shifting on his back. "Saturn?!"

"I've got a little time." Saturn tossed a pokéball in the air, his blue hair accenting his eyes. "Bronzong? Punish this one for his presence."


Kouki cringed, shaking his head. "He... he was so powerful... I'm sorry machoke! I underestimated him!"

"Ch-choke..." The machoke's response was ended with a cringe of pain. Kouki exhaled.

"Just a little longer... then I'll see if we can get to a pokémon centre, so - "

He jerked up, hearing what sounded like a barely repressed snicker, and froze, afraid that he had been followed to his hiding place. His eyes, however, focused on the green scarf, the brown satchel.

"Damion?"

The male was quivering a bit, his voice trying to hold back his emotion. "You look... beat up, Kouki."

"What're you doing here?"

"Heard a r-rumor about the emotion pokémon. How about you? You look like you're in... great shape..." He glanced to his infernape, who was pointedly facing away from Kouki, making a show of clearing his throat.

Kouki misread Damion's hesitation. "It... it was Saturn. He surprised me near the lake, and beat machoke up pretty bad."

"It's pretty clear you didn't win!" Unable to hold back any longer, Damion broke down laughing in tandem with his infernape.

Kouki blinked, a little surprised by Damion's response. "Wh-why are - "

The infernape fell into a mock-wrestler's pose, causing Damion to laugh even more hysterically. "I - I'm sure he - dahahaahaha ­- sure he put up a fight this time Infernape hahahaha!"

"This time?" Kouki was flabbergasted. The machoke slowly raised his head, noting his trainer's fury. "But last week I - "

"Week." Kouki was interrupted by another gout of laughter. "'Yeah, weak's a good way to put it!" Trainer and Infernape leaned against each other, barely able to stand for their laughter.

Kouki tensed a fist - which shook in anger. All that he'd just been through, all his pokémon so hurt, and they laughed at him? Taunted him?

"I am not WEAK!"

Kouki leapt forward, fist reared back for a punch... when he froze. As rushing past him was his machoke - a completely identical look on the superpower pokémon's face as on his own. The bond he felt for his pokémon - his connection with the machoke - channeled his anger through his friend.

...only the Infernape was faster.

As swiftly as rising flame, the Infernape was between the rushing machoke and Damion. The pokémon raised both arms in an 'x' in front of his face, blocking the machoke's diagonal chops firmly.

Time seemed to halt as their eyes locked, a smirk on the Infernape's face.

Then, with a fierce blow, the Infernape smashed the wounded pokémon aside, a fierce strike from within the machoke's guard. With a cry of "Choooke!" The machoke was knocked head over heels, sliding against the stone for a moment before he remained in place, very much unconscious.

"Machoke!" Kouki stepped in the pokémon's direction when he felt himself halted ­by the infernape's firm grip. He turned his head in time to note the Infernape pull apart his shirt, his beret falling off his head.

"My thoughts exactly."

Kouki spun forward, as Damion unclipped the front of Kouki's pants. Kouki's eyes widened. "Wh -" he began, as he was yanked off his feet by the Infernape and Damion working in tandem.

He'd been taken by too much surprise to even struggle, as he felt his briefs being pulled downward. "What are - MMPF! " His astonishment was cut off by the Infernape - as the flame pokémon shoved his cock into Kouki's mouth.

"That quieted him."

Kouki tried to struggle as he felt his legs lifted into the air, but he could barely move as the Infernape started thrusting into and out of his mouth. He shifted both arms, trying to see if he -

- Jarring pain -

Kouki opened his mouth to yell - only to have infernape's cock plunged into it. Damion had shoved his own male hood into Kouki's tight hole. His cries continued to be muffled as Damion and his infernape jointly raped him - both thrusting in and out simultaneously. It felt like he was being raped by simply Damion ­- an extension of Damion's will.

"Take care of him."

Kouki completely missed that statement. His mind was blown as the Infernape's cock was removed from his mouth with a slurp - the taste of pre had filled his mouth even as it continued to fill his hole. His struggle to even move and the lack of air had taken its toll on the pokémon trainer - he was relatively limp as he felt Damion lean him forward, eyes were blurry as he tried to recover.

Until Damion clamped his mouth over the other trainer's head.

Kouki acted then - reaching up with both arms - when he shuddered suddenly. A surge of arousal poured into him as Damion pulled him in further, pinning his arms to his side.

Hazily, as Kouki found his chest slipping into Damion's throat, he found the feelings to be overwhelming. Damion's tongue danced along the his chest - then, shortly, his stomach. Kouki's cock was rock hard as Damion reached it.

"Ch...choke..."

Realization hit Kouki, even as his cock was sucked into Damion's mouth, the tongue dancing along it, savoring its pre. The infernape was eating his machoke just as Damion was eating him - and the connection he had to his pokémon made it feel like he was being swallowed twice.

His mouth became an 'O' of comfort as his cock was massaged on the way down - his own feelings and the feelings from his machoke sending him to orgasm even before his feet entered Damion's mouth. One more push - one more gulp - and Kouki found himself curled in a ball, in Damion's stomach.

"Ahhh..." Damion leaned backwards, feeling Kouki struggle within his stomach. He too had a bond with his pokémon - and could feel the machoke's struggles as if they also were within him. His own cock throbbed with each pulse from the trainer trapped within him, each elbow of the machoke sending him further over the edge. He yelled, as did his infernape, as they both orgasmed simultaneously, spraying their seed to the cavern floor.

Damion leaned backwards, relaxing in the afterglow. He looked at his infernape - and chuckled, a little surprised the monkey could consume an entire machoke. He massaged his own bulging stomach, feeling his cock respond.

"I like you in there..." He said, softly. "Stay awhile..."











~ Garz.

Subjects Involved: Phoenix the 7' anthro Ninetales and Quicksilver the 9" shape shifting silver Eevee, Phoenix Predator, Quicksilver a prey. Prey I don't have a real pref to, except for grass types, rock, and steel. The only pokemon I don't want involved specifically are Infernape and Blaziken as well as their lower forms.

Type of vore: Cock and some Anal

Sex/Yiff: Dont care really.

Willing or Unwilling: Unwilling Predator for Phoenix, and unwilling prey for Quicksilver.

Reformation: Prefer it, but it isn't a requirement. For Phoenix he would try to hold off digesting prey, but it would be inevitable. And I don't care for Quicksilver to be Digested if possible. He would be best to be released at the end or something.

Basically, Phoenix and his 9" tall partner Quicksilver are on the hunt for Team Rocket or something of the like, being that they hate the group. Stumble upon one of the larger pokemon, such as Charizard, and Quicksilver is either CVed or AVed by them after annoying them/insulting them. (He does this a lot. Thinks he is a tough little shit that cant be harmed by anyone at times.) The pokemon's partner, a different pokemon, perhaps a Champ/Choke if you'd like to insert them, Holds phoenix down as the first one goes down into Phoenix's sac. The other pokemon then forces themselves into Phoenix. If you need me to clear this up, please don't hesitate to ask. Im just not very good at describing things.

So you're doing even more requests heh cool.

*insert massive anime nosebleed here* .. Oh mai gawd! Loved it, ah, *wipes nose* Quite good Garz! Can't wait to read more! :3

Sorry, today was very busy for me. Will write more tommorrow.

*insert massive anime nosebleed here* .. Oh mai gawd! Loved it, ah, *wipes nose* Quite good Garz! Can't wait to read more!

Thanks! I'm always worried the recipient won't like my story, heh.

So you're doing even more requests heh cool.

Indeed. If when I finish the two I'm working on, there's still no final one, I may ask if any of you'd like a second. For now, though, please hold off.

I'll plan out and work on your story tommorrow, PhoenixNinetails, so expect a PM then - usually my questions come up during the planning stage.

For now, sleep.

Sorry about the lengthy delay... last week was a nightmare for me, and the beginning part of this week was spent catching up for things I'd missed from last week. Regardless, Phoenix Ninetails' request is now completed, and can be found at:

http://hpf-gallery.sytes.net/v/Garz/Garz+-+PhoenixNinetails+Request.rtf.html

I literally did flip a coin, heh. Hopefully, this is what you were aiming for.

At the moment, however, I think I'm going to close requests, heh, as I'd like to get a bit of other writing completed now. I'll definitely look back here if this changes, however.


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"And when we find them, don't strain yourself. I'll take them out."

Phoenix did not immediately respond, as he stepped over a low boulder, offhand noticing a starly soar through the air. He glanced around the rocky pass, searching for any further tracks for a moment. The sun was doing a good job of removing any shadows from the wide cliff face - and while he was very different, now that he'd been experimented on, he was still a ninetails - heat didn't bother him.

One eye noted the small eevee staring at him intently, expecting a response. He exhaled. "All of them?" he asked.

Quicksilver, expectantly, rushed into further explanation. "Every last one of them. I've got a quick attack with Team Rocket's name on it. Once I'm done smashing them into pieces with it they'll be sure to send out ghosts to attempt to counter - and for them I have bite. It'll be no problem - just try to keep out of my way so I don't accidentally hurt you while beating all of them, alright? Where are they, anyway?"

Phoenix half-smiled. "I'm pretty sure Team Rocket came through this way ­- I can see a few telltale marks of their vehicles." He tensed and untensed as he continued to move forward. "Hard to tell how recent they were here, though."

"Then let's hurry!"

Phoenix shook his head, as Quicksilver blitzed around the next corner. The nine inch eevee was always full of more energy than -

"Hey, you!"

Phoenix blinked, hearing Quicksilver's voice, and rushed around the corner himself, tensing. There were a pair of pokémon there, namely machoke and charizard - both seemed a bit larger than normal, as well. They were leaning against large rocks, staring at the diminutive eevee and notably larger ninetails curiously.

Phoenix's tails shifted, as the Charizard's flame puffed a bit. As fire pokémon, they could both feel some synchronization whenever another fire pokémon was around - but the feeling seemed a bit... odd for Phoenix. It was like the awareness of the Charizard was coming from multiple places?

"Are you guys with team rocket?!"

The Charizard stared at Quicksilver. "What? No, we - "

"Don't play dumb with me! I know Team Rocket came through here!"

The Charizard snorted. "Look, we're - "

"Then where are they?!"

"We - "

"If they'd gone through here, you definitely should've seen them! Where'd they go?!"

The Charizard got to his feet, visibly irritated. "Listen y- "

"You shouldn't be hiding them from us - we're gonna stop them! Now talk!"

Phoenix took a step forward. "Quicksilver, sto -"

"Or do I have to beat it out of you? I'm warning you, I'm really good!"

The Charizard tensed and untensed his claws. "I'm just tr- "

"This is your last chance! Tell me where they went!"

"I don - "

"Or perhaps you really are team rocket and you're just trying to hide this fact!"

"If you don - "

"That's it! You've had your chance, now I'm gonna - "

Quicksilver's next statement was interrupted by one of Charizard's claws wrapping around his entire body. He gave the small eevee a squeeze. "Shut. Up."

The diminutive evolution pokémon was checked by the maneuver, but still managed to respond, "Hey! You'll pay for that, you big - urgh." Further comment was silenced as the Charizard squeezed a bit harder, choking the wind out of the eevee's lungs.

"I said. Shut. Up."

Deserving as it was, Phoenix exhaled, stepping forward. "Look, I'm sorry about him. We just wanted - "

But at this point, the Charizard's anger had been roused, and he if anything squeezed harder. "As I had been trying to say, we were experimented on by Team Rocket as well. Here, lemme show you."

Phoenix's eyes widened by that statement - and even more so as he noted the Charizard slowly lower the squirming eevee towards his hardening male hood. The ninetails stepped forward. "Wait, he just -"

"Had plenty of chances."

Fire glowed in Phoenix's eyes, as he released a blast of flame which rocketed towards the Charizard. He didn't expect it to hurt much - Charizard was a fire type himself, after all - but he figured it'd be enough to distract him enough for him to grab Quicksilver and back off.

Phoenix's eyes widened even as the burst of flame escaped his arms. He froze, as he felt his assault halted, then absorbed. It did explain one thing, though.

The reason his ability to feel the existence of the Charizard was because, slightly hidden behind the rock, was a second fire pokémon - a Houndoom.

As his fire attack was absorbed, he realized more information about this houndoom - he wasn't a feral, but an anthro like himself. Phoenix's hands tensed; another anthro like himself meant that these were also pokémon that were toyed with by Team Rocket.

He braced himself, as the anthro Houndoom rushed forward. Shifting, he moved to dodge - to find the houndoom's arm expecting this maneuver. He twisted to escape the grasp, and felt him arm twisted, forcing him to spin.

Then he was stuck - being held firmly by the surprisingly strong houndoom from behind.

He watched, as Quicksilver's fluffy tail was slowly stuck into the charizard's member, and strained. "Hey! Stop!"

His struggles, however, could not break the Houndoom's hold. Most houndoom weren't terribly strong - granted, Phoenix wasn't a physical creature himself ­- but this one seemed to be the exception to the rule. He smirked, leaning his head closer to the anthro ninetails, "This one's altered too. Guess that gives us a good idea of what to do with our other friend, hmm?"

The machoke stood. "Heh, good plan." He stepped behind the large rock the houndoom had hidden himself behind, as Phoenix focused for a moment on Quicksilver's predicament. He actually seemed to be making a bit of headway insofar as keeping himself out of the charizard's cock.

"Let... me... go!" He shouted, struggling. Phoenix focused on the Charizard's face, and his heart fell - he wasn't slowly consuming the eevee because of Quicksilver's struggles, but rather because the frantic movements of the small pokémon were arousing him.

His eyes jerked forward as he noted the machoke - he was carrying a nearly-unconscious, feebly struggling Typhlosion towards him with a wicked look in his eyes.

He channeled fire, but the 'doom holding him firmly merely absorbed the flames with his flash fire.

His eyes glowed with psychic energy, but the houndoom responded then too - blocking the extrasensory assault with immunity.

Phoenix began to seriously panic - through nature of his existence, houndoom was functionally or literally immune to his attacks, and was stronger than him to boot. He could utilize energy ball, but against a fire pokémon, that was unlikely to -

Further analysis was wiped from his mind as the Typhlosion's snout was shoved forcefully into his cock.

"U-urr-urgh!" He grunted. Pleasure washed through him - partially because of just how Team Rocket had altered him, and partially because the Typhlosion's mane of flame was racing through his body as he automatically absorbed the flame - which again had to do with Team Rocket's alteration as to why it was pleasurable.

"N-no!" Quicksilver called out, as the Charizard applied a bit of force to his head, shoving the lower half of the eevee's body into his hungry cock. The charizard's tongue lolled out of his mouth at the frantic kicking the eevee was doing. Simultaneously, not taking it nearly as slowly, the machoke continued to shove the typhlosion into Phoenix's own member. Phoenix was dazed by the pleasure - he tried feebly to escape from the Houndoom's grasp, but his struggles were weak. Now, his focus was on not digesting the Typhlosion - even as the fire pokémon was shoved further into his sac.

"You should be thanking us." The Houndoom said with a smirk. "This Typhlosion was one of Team Rocket's, after all."

Phoenix couldn't reply as the waves of pleasure continued to explode out of him, shredding what clothing he had as his sac began to bulge dramatically with the size of the pokémon being pushed into it. He could feel his altered body alrighty begin to churn the Typhlosion's head and gritted his teeth, trying to will it not to happen.

Hazily, he noticed Quicksilver's forepaws slowly disappear into the Charizard's shaft. The Charizard was gasping now in pleasure ­- apparently Quicksilver felt particularly good as he entered.

"No... urgh..." Phoenix tried to hold back, as the Typhlosion's legs were shoved into his cock. He tried to withstand his intrinsic efforts, as the full creature entered his bulging sac.

But the Typhlosion, then, awoke slightly more fully - and began struggling.

The stimulation from the feeble struggles sent Phoenix over the edge, as he lost control entirely. "A-augh!" He cried out, feeling himself rapidly churn the Typhlosion into cum, his digestion extracting nutrients from it first.

Quicksilver, simultaneously, let out one last feeble mewl before his snout slipped into the Charizard's shaft, his connection to the outside world sealing before him. Still, he kept struggling - arousing the Charizard further as the bulge in his shaft slowly began moving towards his cock's base.

Phoenix went a bit limp through exhaustion as he failed his internal struggle; the creature within him was likely gone now, but the stimulus was still there. Even as his balls merrily churned away, he tried to fight it - on impulse now more than logic.

"Zaaaaaaaard!"

The Charizard came - his cum spraying across the rocky pass. And amidst the white sticky liquid, there was a small writhing figure who had never actually made it into the Charizard's balls.

Apparently Quicksilver's struggles had been good for something after all.

Feeling his captor's attention shift towards the eevee, Phoenix used a surge of energy gained from what he'd digested of the Typhlosion to break away. As swiftly as he could (which wasn't very given the still-existent size of the sac between his legs) he staggered back the way he'd come. The soaked eevee responded fairly swiftly as well, ignoring his exhaustion and scampering after him.

The anthro houndoom placed one hand to his chin, watching both go. "Hm. Well, the ninetails did what we needed him for - now we don't have to figure out what to do with the Typhlosion. Did you still want the eevee?"

The Charizard was panting after his orgasm. "Phew... nah, that was plenty for me. I'll remember him for later, though."


It actually wasn't terribly far away that the two halted - exhaustion not permitting them to travel any further. Phoenix slid down, his back against the cliff face they'd followed.

"We'll... we'll get them... next... next time..."

"Quicksilver..." Was all Phoenix could say as his vision blurred, and his limbs felt heavy. Slowly, he succumbed to the arousal his sac was releasing as it finished its digestion, sweet unconsciousness taking him. Hopefully, this time wouldn't be permanent. Hopefully...









~ Garz.

Lovely cock vore story! ^^ I should hope you bring your writing talents to the next contest! (It will involve story writing!)

Indeed Garz. I truly loved how this turned out. And charem, maybe you will be given a chance for some fun with Phoenix and Quicksilver at a later date? If your a good fire lizard admin type person.

As I've edited in the above post, I'm again taking writing requests. Be sure you read the requirements, then all should be good to go.

Wish I could find more time to get back on messengers... bah...

I have one

Subjects Involved: Feraligator is prey and Nidoking is pred
Type of vore: Cock and anal
Sex/Yiff: yes
Willing or Unwilling: Unwilling
Reformation: Reform after cock vore

Ooh... I want one. ><

Subjects Involved? Taakuin [Male Buizel] and Silver [Male Houndoom]
Type of vore? Oral
Sex/Yiff? Sure
Willing or Unwilling? Undoubtedly willing...
Reformation? You can pick~

A-and Silver and I are mates, just so you know... we're both on here, so if you want to look at our profiles to get an idea for what we're like...

Thanks in advance... ^ ^

And Zearo8's request is now completed. Hopefully this is enjoyable!

I'll likely end up posting it on Eka's for an alternate link (For formatting purposes), as the gallery here seems to have gone down at some point, heh. Still, here we go:



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By the Stream

The current soared by.

The small pokémon had never moved so quickly in its life. His limbs were pumping at full speed, aided by adrenaline - the type of adrenaline that could only be caused by fear. No, outright panic.

Now granted, this was a deep mountain stream. Despite being relatively near its source, it soared down an almost vertical incline, maybe twenty feet deep, astonishingly wide. Here and there, the river's floor was dotted with large rocks, shaped by the rushing water - and these flew by, only barely noted by the racing creature.

In his heart, he knew he wouldn't make it.

After all, he'd heard the legends. He knew the rumors, knew the reputation. Still, reason stuck to his mind - he was maybe a foot tall and extremely nimble, his shell almost sculpted to enable him to swim at high speeds. His pursuer's size would make him less sleek, less able to maneuver in the water.

"Running, running, running. They always run."

The squirtle's eyes opened as he found himself swimming alongside a toothy grin.
Frantically, squirtle shot off - using his small size to dive between a pair of large boulders. The unnatural stream became far more steep - nearly a waterfall - as the squirtle attempted to lose his pursuer. He was fast - he'd won races - and if he kept low, he'd be able to -


The squirtle blinked.

It took him a moment to react. One moment, he'd dove through another set of rocks - this one making a small tunnel he could barely fit through. Then there was a surge of water, a flurry of motion, and -

His eyes widened.

He was in the grip of Feraligator!

That was when he started panicking - struggling valiantly. The enormous big-jaw pokémon just gave a toothy grin at the diminutive pokémon he held firmly in one hand, almost oblivious to the struggles. "You didn't think I'd catch you?"

His gruff voice caused the squirtle to cringe. The small pokémon was quivering in terror, as he continued, "Of course, I do like a good chase. Everyone seems to think Feraligator are slow."

His laugh echoed through the forest, echoed over the rushing water - he was standing on the shore. He, almost aimlessly, tossed the pokémon in his hand into the air and caught him, then tossed him again - much like a bored man would flip a coin. "Or perhaps you didn't think I'd catch your insubordination."

His long tongue ran along his sharp rows of gatorlike teeth as he continued to treat the hapless pokémon as little more than a toy. "Don't worry. Your friends will hear each and every thing you did wrong - on the way down." He laughed once more, patting his stomach. "I'll be sure to let you watch each... one?"

He paused, and turned - catching and holding the squirtle firmly. Across the stream, there was another pokémon, watching him. It was a Nidoking, he recalled, recalling seeing a similar pokémon before. The Nidoking had an orange neckerchief, and his feet were about shoulder length apart. It looked almost like he was a quick draw expert, bracing himself.

But it was the awkward look in the soft blue eyes which particularly got the Feraligator's attention.

"Good ears." The Nidoking took a deep breath, and released it. The grin reformed on the Feraligator's maw - slowly.

"And you are?"

"Does't matter?" The Nidoking bent his knees, just slightly. "You're good enough t'know I'm hostile."

"Flattering."

The Squirtle could only describe it afterwards. One moment he was being held; then the Feraligator had moved - no, surged - across the stream, going from stock still to blinding speed between ripples of the waves. Squirtle had been dropped somewhere in there, and could only stare at the legendary speed of Feraligator, watch as the legendary maw opened wide.

Could stare as the Feraligator found his entire head in the Nidoking's maw before even he was aware.

Too startled to even use a technique, Feraligator smashed his left fist into the smaller pokémon’s gut, then used the recoil to jerk backwards. Nidoking also leapt away as the Feraligator moved - and realized a bit late that, had the Nidoking not moved, he would've been open for a vorish counter, and thus knew to dodge.

Time began again, as Nidoking and Feraligator stared at each other. Perplexion was written on the big jaw pokémon’s face - had the Nidoking attempted to eat him? He was almost half again larger than the Drill pokémon - over seven feet tall, rather than the 'king's over four.

"...Impressive. I knew y'were skilled at vore, but I didn't think y'were good enough t'stop me."

Feraligator dimmed his eyes, at the Nidoking's comment. "Who are you?"

"I told ya, it don't matter, do it?" Shifting this time, the Nidoking fell into what was almost a martial artist's stance. "We both know how we's gonna react now."

Feraligator had all but forgotten about the squirtle, intent on facing down this new foe. He wasn't afraid - not yet. Vore was simply one of his many talents.

Although from the drill pokémon’s words and stance, he knew this as well. Some kind of assassin?

He lurched forward, tail glowing blue as it slammed downwards at the Nidoking. Nidoking leapt backwards, but the attack had been a feint - the real blow was the burst of water which exploded outwards in a ring as his tail struck the earth. Expertly, the Nidoking fell flat - catching the action, Feraligator flowed to one side, the ground where he'd just been standing exploding from the fierce earth power. He opened his mouth for hydro cannon, and shut it again - a blast that powerful would leave him stunned for a moment, and he didn't want to chance that on a miss.

Instead, he dashed forward, tail glowing as he struck the ground again and again. The agile Nidoking's responses were precise - first he pushed himself up as though from push-up position to dodge the first, then leapt backwards to avoid the second, and dove forward at the third - resulting in Feraligator flowing away from the megahorn.

His eyes widened.

Admittedly, he hadn't truly expected it until it came, but there it was - a burst of electricity dancing through the big jaw pokémon’s spine. The Nidoking angled it a bit, causing the thunderbolt to jump between the water pokémon’s teeth as he closed.

One eye was forced shut from the electric attack as he felt himself falling backwards, but the other eye was enough to guide - as the pillar of water shot from Feraligator's maw. The Nidoking shifted to dodge, but the blast ripped past his shoulder - sending him into a spin and to the ground.

"Urrgh..." Feraligator cringed, gritting his teeth as he attempted to stand. Paralysis... something that would be annoying to rest away. Grunting, he shifted himself from his back to a sitting position -

- as Nidoking shoved the big jaw pokémon’s head into his cock.

Feraligator's eyes widened, even as his view of the world was overwhelmed by the purple of Nidoking's maleness. He was strong - and raised one fist to utilize his superpower technique he learned for such an occasion... but the paralysis running through his veins as well as exhaustion from utilizing hydro cannon had taken their toll.

This is impossible, his mind screamed as his neck was shoved into the Nidoking's now-erect cock. The drill pokémon shifted his legs, pinning the exhausted and startled feraligator's arms as he pushed - feeling the moment of pressure as the enormous pokémon’s shoulders slowly slipped in with a 'slurp'.

Feraligator could barely find the energy to struggle as he felt the first ridge on his back slip into the bulging organ. Nidoking was swaying back and forth in pleasure as the enormous pokémon’s struggle sparked his arousal. His tongue lolled out of his mouth as the big jaw pokémon’s chest and stomach slid in, and he began stroking his shaft as he pulled in Feraligator's thighs. Finally, after far too long, the feet of the titanic pokémon slid into Nidoking's pulsing organ, slipping into his balls. He still struggled as the cock shifted once, to mold him into cum.

With a roar, Nidoking came.

Feraligator had hardly spent any time filling the Nidoking's balls - and thus slurped out mostly solid, albeit covered in sticky cum. His release was at least as arousing as his entry, causing the Nidoking to spray a few more jets of his orgasm onto the Feraligator's limp form. Feraligator was exhausted, and remained where he was, limp.

Nidoking rubbed his crotch - despite his orgasm, he was still more than a bit horny. "Guess I underestimated ya again. No matter."

Feraligator hazily reached up, gripping the drill pokémon’s legs as he sat backwards - but it was a feeble gesture. Weight, power, and position were all on his side as Nidoking squatted downwards, his ass stretching wider and wider around the Feraligator's enormous maw.

"Yer mine." It was a guttural bellow, as the 'king forced more and more of the Feraligator into his hole, the expansion sending spurts of pre out of his still-erect cock. Feraligator was powerless as he slid into the smaller pokémon’s rear. Nidoking grabbed his throbbing dick and began pumping himself, even as he crammed Feraligator's thighs into his ass, filling himself up with a massive bulge. It was so tight, so big, so powerful -

"KIIIIIIIIIING!"

The Feraligator's feet slid into the hole as the nidoking orgasmed once more, this time his thick cum spraying into the stream. Nidoking fell on his back, body bulging with the mass of the enormous pokémon within him, his slowly receding cock spraying cum onto his belly. He remained sprawled out, overwhelmed by the comfort.

Still feeling the Feraligator's weak struggles, the Nidoking slowly fell into blissful sleep, lulled by the fierce waves.





~ Garz.

That was awesome! Thanks! ^..^

Th-that story... Well, let's just say it was a pleasure to read. ^^ The combat was extremely well done, too... I'm surprised we never saw you in Zutura's tournament thread with that sort of talent.

Hmm... I'll pass on taking the last slot though. I'd love to see what sort of premise someone else can come up with for you to build upon.

Hrm. I couldn't seem to tackle the pacing of this one, so I apologize if it goes too quickly.

Also, I tried to do some digging to properly capture Taakuin and Silver; both of you are fairly diverse persona-wise, so hopefully I caught it (or came close!). Hope this is enjoyable.

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The sea weasel squeezed himself against a tree.

By now, this should've been a normal occurrence - one he'd have grown used to hearing, used to feeling. But fear had its way of slipping past rational thought, past the ever-present reminder that this was a daily occurrence. It was fear that had the small buizel's heart thumping in his diminutive chest, fear which caused his small arms to shiver.

Gradually, the stomping passed. He didn't even know what it actually was - it felt more massive than any pokémon he'd ever witnessed, and from the impact of what he assumed were footsteps he assumed it was bipedal. He'd never actually seen it - whenever he heard the stomping, he'd race and hide until it passed, intrinsically aware that it meant him harm.

"Taakuin?"

The timid buizel scampered up the tree he was hiding behind with the maneuverability of a pachirisu at the voice. He poked his head down from the first branch and exhaled - it was Verat.

Technically, the luxio's name was Verräter, but that didn't exactly roll off the tongue quite as well.

"Taakuin, hurry before it comes back!"

And down the tree scampered the buizel, following the luxio as the two scampered between trees. "What..." Buizel wasn't sure how to ask, as he paused to leap over a downed log. "What is that thing?"

"Silver said he found a human building."

That was indeed important enough for Verat to have dodged the question. Taakuin's eyes widened as Verat continued, "Said he was waiting for you. Maybe it's a way off this island."

Silver.

Taakuin couldn't help but smile subconsciously as he heard the name. When he'd arrived, he'd been scared - not to mention his intrinsically timid nature keeping him from approaching most other pokémon. But when he'd met Silver... something had clicked. It was almost like, despite the houndoom's easygoing demeanor, he was safe with him. And comfortable.

"Silver!"

And Taakuin couldn't help but chuckle softly. Houndoom was, as tended to be the case, sound asleep. The no-nonsense Verat's call didn't wake him.

"Silver! Gah, you said you'd be there and ready!"

Still no response.

"Silver! I know you can hear me!"

That caused a response - the houndoom smacked his lips, and rolled over. Hopping with rage, Verat bounded forward and nudged the larger pokémon. "SILVER!"

"Fine, fine, I'm up." Silver yawned loudly, smacking his lips as he slowly shifted to a stand. His eyes shifted to the two pokémon hazily, not quite awake yet. "Ah, hey Taak. What're you two doing here?"

Taakuin opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a very irritated Verat. "The compound!"

"...huh?"

"You said - "

"Ah, yes." Silver yawned once again. "Interrupted a good nap. I found what looks like a big assembly plant in a small cove. I think it's the way off the island."

The blue bow around Taakuin's tail shifted at the words. "So we can go back?"

"Maybe." Silver stretched, yawning a third time. "I didn't search around."

"That's how I got here." Verat glanced between the two. "Is it how you got here?"

There was a short pause, then Taakuin stepped in. "No, I told you how I got here - there was a light on the water while I was hunting fish, and it kept beckoning me, so I - "

"Not you."

Another pause, as Silver seemed to properly wake himself up. "...I don't know."

"You don't know?"

Another pause. "I was asleep. Now I'm having trouble finding my cave." Silver shifted forward, moving at a brisk walk. "This way."


The trio scampered off a bit more, Taakuin glancing back and forth as they did so. The Buizel remained close to Silver, although his faster movement resulted in him getting ahead a bit, then falling behind a bit in a loop. Now that he was awake, the amiable Silver nodded pleasantly at Taakuin, who smiled back. The trio reached the edge of a deep cliff face - there was a sizeable distance down.

Suddenly, Verat froze. Taakuin glanced at him in perplexion, which was added to when he noticed that Silver had also frozen, horns seemingly more rigid. Taakuin stared at the blue eyes. "What's wro - "

"Run."

And then the three were racing away, running alongside the edge of the cliff. Taakuin was informed as to what was chasing them shortly thereafter - as the ground behind them exploded into shrapnel. There were a trio of machines - all three land based - that were firing what looked like shells of electricity at the trio.

Taakuin noted Silver hesitate for a fraction of a moment, then return to running. "I can't handle three." He muttered... which meant he'd interacted with these particular hostiles before.

The general easygoing calm in his voice, however, relaxed Taakuin a lot more than he'd have figured.

"That's alright. If we keep running, we'll XIOOO!"

Both Taakuin and Silver froze, swerving to one side - grass had overgrown over a corner of the cliff, and Verat had stepped onto it, plummeting downwards. The buizel was immediately at the side of the drop.

"Verräter!" He shouted, as his eyes scanned around the decline. He didn't see the Luxio falling, but also didn't see him on the ground or walls. Had -

Further thought was cut off as Silver grabbed Taakuin with his mouth and darted away, the area the two had been standing on exploding with a triple salvo of the unusual shells. They'd permitted the hostiles to get astonishingly close, and the machines were taking advantage of this by firing at the scampering houndoom - who darted over a rock, barely clearing it before tacking a fierce right, diving into a small gulley before vaulting back.

The professional skill and precision of Silver's movements was astonishing to Taakuin, who could only watch with surprise. It was clear that Silver had done this sort of thing before - and that he was rather good at it.

Suddenly, the buizel found himself dropped fairly roughly. Before he could respond, a paw covered his mouth. "Shh!"

The two pokémon remained absolutely still, as the air above them whooshed with the sound of the two machines - it registered in Taakuin's dazed mind that Silver had found a small shielded ditch for the two of them to wait in.

The two waited for a moment in place. Taakuin actually found himself shifting subtly into Silver's grip, and the houndoom found himself shifting into what was almost a hug. The two smiled, relaxed one more.

Gradually, Taakuin glanced up. "Are they gone? Verat..."

"I didn't see him when he went down, Taak." Silver stood up to confirm his ears - the three machines are gone. "We'll have to make our way down there to check, and that means going past the factory I'd mentioned."

The much smaller buizel couldn't see out of the ditch even when standing, and thus hopped up, peeking over its lip. There he saw the large compound - composed of several buildings. It had an uneasy and unnatural air to it. Still, he nodded - getting off the island was the goal.



"It's obvious you're not listening."

It was a human, on a telephone. Silver was moving slowly, trying to avoid either of them making noise as they overheard half of the conversation. "I am aware that your grant provided me with a maximum-evolution pokémon, but magneton is a triplicate according to the machine."

"This way." Whispered Silver, as the two pokémon scampered away, barely catching "Perhaps a golem would suffice, and I know you - "


"Hey!"

The two pokémon swerved - and froze. It was a leafeon - but that wasn't the unnerving point. This leafeon was a walking cable box - wires were sticking out of its spine, one of its eyes was replaced with circuitry, and it looked more like a modern day version of Frankenstein’s monster than a pokémon.

The leafeon untensed. "You... you didn't attack me! Every other Houndoom I've met immediately attacked me."

"Hrm. Not too fond of fighting." Silver looked the altered pokémon up and down. "That, uh..."

"Never mind that! I know a way off the island - you have to escape quickly!"

"What? Then why haven't - "

"I can't - they've got sensors hooked up to me. If you get out, you can get help, right?"

Taakuin stepped towards the leafeon hesitantly. "Are... you alright?"

The leafeon turned towards the buizel. "It doesn't matter - this way!"

He took off. And, after a moment of hesitation, so did Silver and Taakuin. The buizel noted a strange look in Silver's eyes - like he understood a lot more than he let on. It was a bit more stoic than his typical easygoing style, like he was trying to remember something intensely familiar but it wasn't quite 'clicking'.

"In here."

Leafeon stepped into the room. And, moments before Silver could do the same, Leafeon jerked, "Wait!"

The houndoom stopped - as an orange light shone into the room. Leafeon looked around with mild panic in his eyes. "Oh no!"

"...a security light?"

"You know?"

Silver shook his head. "No." He said abruptly, a little more forcefully than it needed to be.

"Oh." Unshaken, Leafeon continued, "Well, uh. It's a security sensor - they know I'm supposed to be in here, and know no other pokémon should be here. I thought there'd be time while it was shut off - but it leads to the tunnel to get off the island safely. If two pokémon are caught under the light, it'll go off."

Leafeon scampered past Taakuin, who turned, confused. "Where are you - "

"I can distract them - at least one of you should make it through!"

"But if there's nobody - "

The leafeon bounded to a corner, out of the room. "It doesn't care if nobody's in the room - they know they can find me at any moment! You should have some time to get through."

And away the leafeon went. Taakuin stepped towards the corner, still surprised.

"He's telling the truth."

Taakuin turned - to note Silver's blue eyes staring into his identically-blue ones. "And I've got an idea."

"Wh-what?" Taakuin was most bothered by the not-so-subtle smirk on Silver's face. The buizel slowly stepped backwards as Silver advanced, until the sea weasel's back butted against the building's wall.

"I'm sure it won't check inside me. We can slide you there."

"I-inside you?" The comment was made more clear as Silver began licking his chops. Taakuin swallowed. "I - "

"Don't worry, Taak. I'll swallow you whole - it won't hurt."

"But - "

"Don't you trust me?"

There was a short pause, while blue eyes stared into blue eyes.

"...yes."

"Then come."

Taakuin was still a bit hesitant as he was pulled forward by Silver's strong paws. He swallowed, still a bit nervous as Silver leaned forward.

"That's good, just relax..."

Silver's soothing reinforcement helped steel Taakuin's nerves. As the houndoom's maw opened, there was one last bout of hesitation from the smaller pokémon - before, wedging his eyes shut, he placed his trust in the dark pokémon, leaning forward.

Silver wasted no time - in an instant, the buizel's head was in the houndoom's mouth. His tongue worked its way along the smaller pokémon as he slowly worked his way down, mouth widening to engulf the flotation sack and shoulders in one motion.

Taakuin's eyes bulged open.

It was warm. The soft, comforting feeling of the Silver's inner fire was incredibly soothing. And the tongue - it was like a massage, slowly kneading the buizel's surprisingly plush fur. Taakuin's world was spinning with comfort as he slowly slipped forward, Silver engulfing his chest - then the tongue got to work on his sensitive stomach.

It was no surprise that the buizel was rock hard as he continued to enter the houndoom's throat - as was Silver himself. The buizel entering his throat was shifting - not quite struggling, but moving just the same. Each move shot straight through the 'doom's nervous system, each motion sending a tingle from the tips of his horns to the edge of his cock. It was all he could do to keep his steady pace, to keep himself from slurping down the delicious buizel in one gulp, to elongate the pleasure.

When the tip of the buizel's cock slowly slid into his maw, extracting a taste of pre.

Pleasure wracked Silver's body like a current. His desires would not stand for any more waiting - craning his head back, he slurped down the buizel like a noodle - eliciting a pleasured moan from within his throat. With one great swallow, he felt Taakuin bulge down his neck, before curling into his stomach.

His throbbing cock erupted with seed onto the wall of the building as he felt Taakuin do the same from within him.

Silver was dazed - he'd underestimated how pleasurable eating Taakuin would be. He remained in place a bit, licking his chops, and enjoying the occasional shift he felt inside his stomach.

For Taakuin, the pleasure hadn't finished. He was being cradled and kneaded by the houndoom's powerful stomach walls, keeping him hard. Slowly, as the air began to deplete, he found himself drifting off - still subconsciously moving in a way to stimulate his devourer.

It was a very comforted houndoom that finally trotted down that corridor, slipping away from the island. The only physical evidence that he was there was his cum, which was slowly trickling into the earth.


"Interesting..."

The monitor switched off. The human began writing furiously - he had quite a few notes to add now, as he spoke aloud to himself.

"You're proving a very interesting experiment, 'Silver'."

Almost absently, he began stroking the fur of the pokémon lying near him - whos ears perked up at the attention.

"Nice job, Verräter..."





~ Garz

Whoops, missed a few responses in there.

That was awesome! Thanks! ^..^

Th-that story... Well, let's just say it was a pleasure to read. ^^

Thank you both! It's always good to know that people are enjoying my stories.

There's still room for one last request, although it seems I'm a bit slim on takers, heh.

Would it be alright if I make another request?

Aah... thank you so much! It was a very nice read... and well written, I might add. You did a great job capturing our personalities... and it seems like there's going to be a sequel with how it ended... X3

Again, thanks much. I'm very grateful. ;3

Whoop, fell offline for a bit there. Catching up...

Again, thanks much. I'm very grateful. ;3

I'm glad you enjoy it! I was honestly a bit worried; kudos on making fairly diverse characters.

Would it be alright if I make another request?

Heh, go right ahead. From the lack of requests over the past few days, it seems that the general desire for them has run its course. ^_^ Oh well.

Subjects Involved: Preys aggron and rhyperior Pred arbok all three are male
Type of vore: Oral on aggron, tail on rhyperior
Sex/Yiff: yes
Willing or Unwilling: both of them are Unwilling
Reformation: yes after they digest

would I be able to ask for a story? <,<

If it's possible, may I request something?