Pokemon: Ultra Slut Side Stories and Bad Ends.

One pokemon.

That was all that it had been. Just one big, fluffy, annoyingly hard to actually damage Furfrou that had taken her team down and had backed Althea into a very literal corner.

Catching sight of the red tip poking out of that thick white fur, and the lustful little smirk on the lips of it’s odd, pale trainer, Althea knew what they wanted and sank down onto her knees, lifting her skirt up with a sigh.

“Let’s get it over with, then,” she grumbled, before letting out a brief shout of surprise when the trainer who had beaten her grabbed hold of her hair, pulling her down onto all fours with a sharp yank on her braid.

The feeling of the Furfrou eagerly mounting her, it’s cock jabbing roughly into her thighs and the cheeks of her ass was expected, but Althea hadn’t been expecting the woman’s response. Well, not most of it. Her revealing her bare, pale pussy and pushing it against her face wasn’t that unusual, but her words …

“Over? Why would we ever give up such a cute, fertile young woman like you?”

The Furfrou found it’s target finally, Althea whimpering into the woman’s cunt as the thick canine member started to roughly pound into her.

With her head forced up against the crotch of the victor breath was something of an issue for her, not that the other woman seemed to care, not as long as Althea kept her tongue moving. Up and down along the fold, in and out between them, and over and around the sensitive little nub just above. And, all the while, the Furfrou fucked her with the, admittedly enjoyable, manic roughness of a dog that had found a bitch in heat.

Still, the fact that her face hadn’t been moved started to affect Althea, her movements and thoughts slowing as she slowly suffocated into the woman’s pussy, dimly aware of the knot sliding into her cunt and the first thick bursts of cum leaving the throbbing dog cock before she slipped into a warm darkness.

When she woke, it was back to darkness, the light around her even less than the cave she had just, as far as she was concerned, been in. She couldn’t move, her head and limbs only managing minute adjustments before the bindings that seemed to hold her in place stopped any further attempt at motion. Speech was likewise barred to her, something thick and round filling Althea’s mouth, seeming to continue down into her throat but, at least, it wasn’t interfering with her breathing.

Off to the side, she realised that people were talking, one of them the woman who she’d just been eating out.

“-esh blood, Doctor. All this dark hasn’t been good for us, after all, and getting some good, strong genes in the pool should help. Besides, she’s here now.”

The was a masculine sigh and a brief pause before a male voice continued.

“I suppose you’re right. There have been quite a few deficiencies and problems turning up, especially compared to earlier records. Still, this wasn’t your mission, so I’m not letting you off of that but …”

A hand, apparently covered in a surgical glove, stroked Althea’s breast, squeezing and teasing her nipple while she could only whimper inaudibly against whatever was gagging her.

“We’ll have to set up a proper schedule and list to ensure that there’s as much variation as possible.” He paused. “Now, if you’ll …”

The woman chuckled, her bare hand stroking up Althea’s leg to lightly finger her sex.

“Yeah, I get you. Have fun, Doc.”

A door opening and the sound of footsteps leaving, a man as pale as the woman had been moved into sight, removing his trousers before pushing himself up over, and then into, Althea.

Nine months later, once she had been deemed to have recovered from the pregnancy and birth, a second man came into the room and then, repeatedly, into Althea.

That, from then, was her life. The children that started to grow up in the dark city in the shadow of the tower of the Blinding One were increasingly darker skinned and haired than the previous generation, healthier and more vigorous. And their shared mother stayed strapped to her bed, her life forever a cycle of birth and impregnation.