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Pokemon: Obsidian Edition

I recently posted the first three chapters to my Ao3 account The story can be found here

I would put the chapters here but I am unsure as to whether or not they would disappear under Tumblr’s new rules. The current chapters have nothing N-S-F-W but the following chapter will start to.

Monkeying around

Characters: Handler (Melissa), Second Fleet Master (blacksmith), Rajang

WARNINGS: Teratophilia, Rape

“Finally, I got the last piece!” The Handler crowed triumphantly as she held a thin blue horn aloft. Gathering a few items from a nearby supply box she quickly scurried down to the workshop with her haul held tightly in her arms. Entering the workshop she made her way over to one of the younger smiths who was hammering away on a simple iron greatsword.

“James,” she whispered getting his attention, “the Second Fleet Master isn’t here right now is he?”

“No, the Commander called for him. Something about expanding out over the waterfront.” James replied shrugging.

“I finally got someone to get me the final Thunderhorn I needed for the Kirin hoop!” She softly exclaimed with a thumbs up before handing over over the materials and money needed.

“By the way how do you have the money for all this Melissa? I thought being a handler didn’t pay all that well and from what i’ve seen you mostly spend your money on food.”

“Uh, well… Parm was willing to let me borrow some of his money to pay for this.” Melissa answered while chuckling nervously.

“Either way the armor should be done in an hour, you can pick it up then.” James waved her off as he walked back over to his part of the workshop and set to work. The handler fidgeted in excitement as she sat at her usual spot in the canteen impatiently waiting for the time to pass. She sprung to her feet and ran to the workshop when she saw James emerge through the door and wave.

“Here you go, one Kirin hoop,” James handed her the piece of armor off his workstation, “What with all the Kirin armor anyway?”

“Yes, why would a handler need heavily protective armor when their job is to simply stay at base camp.” A deep, gruff voice spoke from behind causing the two to jump and spin on the spot.

“S-second Fleet Master!” Melissa and James stammered as they snapped to attention.

“You, get back to work,” he pointed at james before looking at Melissa as James scurried out of his corner of the workshop, “answer my question.”

“T-the researchers and other handlers have a bet going, the first one to figure out how to get close to a Kirin without it becoming hostile takes the pot.”

“I hope you’re gonna use that money to pay back your partner.”

“Huh?” She looked at the Second Fleet Master with wide eyes.

“He came in here with Deviljho materials to make a lance but for some reason, despite saving up, he was 10,000 zenny short,” the brunette flinched under his stare, “I still made the weapon for him but he’s now owes me.”

“Uh well…”

“I’m sure he’ll be happy to know who’s the thieving Gypceros that’s been filching his money.” The Second Fleet Master stated with a tone of finality.

“W-wait!” the handler cried out as he turned to leave, “please don’t tell him, I am gonna pay him back I just needed to make this armor first so I can win the bet!”

“And why shouldn’t I tell him?” the glare the Fleet master gave her seemed to pierce through her.

“I-I can make your temporary silence worth your while.” She stammered, her voice sounding meek and small.

“How in the hell are you going to do that? I ain’t taking any money from you, it’s probably your partners anyways.” He asked, arms crossed and his single visible eyebrow raised. Melissa took a quick glance around workshop and saw that many of the occupants had either left when they saw the fleet master’s angry mood or were heavily engrossed in their work. She gave a deep sigh before quickly dropping to her knees, her thin fingers swiftly and nimbly undoing the buckle to his pants.

“W-what do you think you’re doing?!” he quietly exclaimed, trying not to gain anyone’s attention, as he took a half-step backwards.

“Buying your silence.” The brunette whispered as she parted the front of his pants and started to stroke his hardening shaft. It had a musty scent which didn’t really surprise her since the man spent his days working next to a smelting furnace. As she languidly stroked him, the fleet master gave a surprised grunt when she suddenly gave his cock a long lick from base to tip.

“Someone hasn’t washed in a while.” She commented, the salty taste of sweat lingering on her tongue as she took the head of his member between her plump lips.

“Ah, I’ve been, ugh, busy.” He tried to justify, he felt her tongue dance around the head of his cock. Bucking his hips he tried to get more of his cock into her wet hole only to flinch back as her unoccupied hand pinched his sack. She smirked around his length before wagging her finger at him like she was chastising a petulant child.

“Ah ah ah,” She said as she pulled off the end of his cock with a wet pop, her hand still stroking him, “we don’t go any further until you promise me your silence.”

Despite his short and shallow breaths the second fleet master stared her down with a look of incredulity before closing his eye and giving a firm silent nod. His eye snapped open wide as her hand left his length only to be replaced by her mouth as she took him down to the base. Grabbing her by her hair bun he held her in place, his upper body hunched over her as he let out a few shuddering breaths.

“Where in Astera did you learn that.” He asked leaning back so he could look at her, his hand never leaving her hair bun. She hummed like she was trying to speak while cheekily grinning around his shaft, the vibrations making him buck forward again.

“Oh you’re asking for it.” He grunted out before grasping her head with both hands and swiftly began moving her mouth up and down his cock, the tip entering a little ways into her throat with each pass. Instead of gagging like he had expected she simply pursed her lips and made long caressing strokes with her tongue with each passing thrust into her throat. One of her hands reached up and softly caress his balls feeling them flex in her palm.

“By the gods.” He gritted his teeth as he pulled her head as close as possible, pushing himself slightly into her throat. She pushed her tongue past her bottom lips and licked his flexing balls as he came, his pulsing length pushing his load directly into her throat. His body trembled from the force of his orgasm as he slowly pulled out of her mouth before collapsing on his ass, his cock now flaccid.

“You… you took me so easily.” The fleet stared at her with an awed look in his eye.

“No offence to you but you’re several inches smaller than Parm, so it was much easier,” she stated simply while cleaning the excess saliva from her lips and chin, “now if you’ll excuse me, I have a bet to win.”

Without another word she stood, grabbed her Kirin hoop, and walked out of the workshop with slight sway to her hips. Making her way over to a supply box, she took out the rest of the Kirin armor and quickly changed out her handler outfit for it. Running for the take off points she used the included slinger to snag a wingdrake and head for the Coral Highlands.

A few hours later her partner burst into the workshop, his face full of panic as he frantically looked around.

“Fleet Master! Have you seen Melissa, I can’t find her anywhere?” He yelled as he ran up to the conveyor-belt like counter.

“I haven’t seen her for over an hour… why?” the fleet master answered, his eyes carefully not meeting the hunter’s.

“Those idiot researcher’s from third fleet wanted to see what how a completely foreign species would react to the Coral Highlands, so they had a fucking Rajang captured and sent over and the fucker escaped!” The hunter threw his arms in the air to punctuate his anger.

“Well, when she dropped by, she mentioned a bet the researchers have going on, something about Kirin.” The fleet Master mused.

“Shit! Rajang feast on Kirin!” The hunter shouted as he rushed out the door and towards a take off point.

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Upon landing the Handler quickly made her way away from the upper camp of the Coral Highlands following the tracks of the Kirin that had been spotted in the area. The glassed sand crunched under her feet as she slowly approached the front of the horse like elder dragon, her hands softly rubbed across its side.

“See, your not so bad. You’re just like a slightly larger kelbi.” She giggled to herself as she combed her fingers through its mane. The lightning horse made a snort noise and playfully butted its head against her shoulder.

A thunderous roar shook the ground and sent the Handler toppling over as something heavy sounding impacted the ground a little ways behind her. Looking over her shoulder, she was shocked to see the ape like form of a Rajang leaping towards the Kirin. Its hand wrapped around the stunned Kirin’s neck as the beast landed. The Rajangs muscles tensed for a second before it swung the the horse like creature like a flail, impacting it against a coral wall and with a sickening crack the Kirin fell limp as its neck snapped.

Slowly getting back to her feet, Melissa tried to back away from the grisly spectacle that had taken place before her only to flinch as she heard her heel hit a rock. The Rajang’s head spun to face her then indolently made its way over until it stood before her. With a speed that she felt had given her whiplash, the Rajang had wrapped its large hand around her waist and brought her close to its face. It roared at her before falling silent and giving her a once over, its eyes showing confusion.

The Rajang gave the Handler a few tentative sniffs before reaching up and pulling the bottom half of her armor off, the Kirin hide tearing under its strength. The Handler let out a startled shriek as her shaved mound was revealed to the large monster’s intense gaze. It gave a confused growl then gave her a long lick, the sensation causing the Handler to squirm as it roughly passed over her slit.

“No, please stop!” She protested as the Rajang’s long tongue returned to her gash and slowly sank into her depths. The ape like monster’s tongue vigorously plunged deeper, easily reaching places no one else ever had. Her back arched as the tongue writhed deep within her sending what felt like lightning coursing through her body as the rough-ish texture kept bumping against her g-spot.

The Handler’s right leg curled around one of Rajang’s horns as her body convulsed and cunt clenched around its slippery organ. Her vision flashed white as she came, the pleasure wracking her body until she fell limp. Her body tensed again and she let out a small whimper as the Rajang gave her no rest, its tongue continuing to wriggle around her over-sensitive mound.

After a few more minutes of her squirming in his grip he finally withdrew his tongue leaving her slit a gaping and quivering mess. She lifted her head to rest her bleary eyes on her captor, her mind a haze of pleasure. The Handler felt her position move as Rajang shifted to a sitting position, something firm poked against her calf. Looking down she gulped nervously as she saw him lowering her to his engorged member.

“Wait!” she shouted to no avail, “I-I don’t think that’ll fit!”

Ignoring her protests as she weakly pounded on his chest he pressed the tip of his cock to her pussy and pushed in. Handler stopped her futile assault to watch with wide eyes as inch after inch of the monster’s thick cock was forced into her. Her legs weakly trembled and the air was pushed from her lungs as the beast pushed her down in a single stroke, the head of his length battering against her womb.

Melissa whimpered in fear as she saw that only three fourths of Rajang’s member was splitting her mound. Reaffirming its grip Rajang sluggishly pumped her slack form up and down, her pussy clinging tightly to his cock. Confused moans escaped her lips as she was used as a living hole, her hand snaked down to her slit and desperately kneaded at her clit. With a beastial grunt Rajang hammered her faster along his cock as she tightened from the dual stimulation, her closed eyes opened wide as he buried himself as deep as he could.

“No don’t-” Her words died on her tongue as she felt his cock pulse within her and warmth filled her pussy as Rajang essence poured into her. Another orgasm rushed through her as the pleasure and realization of what just happened filtered through her mind as the the large monster extracted it cock from her hole. The orgasmic haze didn't last long as he forced her upper half against the sandy floor of the Coral Highlands and resheathed his length in her in a single stroke.

The Handler’s hands rushed to cover her ears as Rajang let loose a ground shaking roar, her mind descending into pleasure once again as she felt his cock somehow thicken within her. She could see that some of the brown fur on its muscled arms had turned gold and tiny sparks of lightning jumped from hair to hair. Without even a grunt of warning the beast withdrew until the head of its member rested at the entrance of her pussy before driving itself in which monstrous force knocking the air from her. The Handler’s fingers dug into the sand trying to find purchase as her eyes crossed from the sparks lancing up Rajang’s cock into her slit causing her to tighten.

“Gaaah!” She screamed, her vision exploding into a world of white as the strongest orgasm she’d ever felt shot through from a stray spark jolted into her sensitive clit. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed down on her from the monster’s rampant assault of her hypersensitive pussy, sparks writhing against the slick walls of her depths as they traveled down its long thick cock.

Grabbing her around the waist with both of its large hands it drove its length as far as it could, static build up causing her pussy to clench around the monstrous cock. The last of the Handler’s conscious thoughts left her as its voltaic essences filled her. With a final roar Rajang discharge the last of its built up charge sending the pleasure delirious Melissa into blissful unconsciousness.

Separating from her Rajang snorted at her motionless form before grabbing the Kirin’s dead body and wandered further into the Highlands.

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“... elissa, Melissa can you hear me?” Melissa’s eyes blearily opened as she heard her partner’s voice, his hand lightly slapping her cheek.

“Are you alright, what happened?” He asked frantically as he looked her over for permanent damage.

“T-the Rajang, what…” Her hoarse voice faded out as she saw the look on her partner's face.

“Another group of hunters went and took it down while I searched for you,” he gathered her in his arms and started heading for the closest take off point, “when we get back you get a nice hot bath and have the next week.”

The handler nodded sleepily before laying her head against his chest and dozing off as they walked towards the sunset.

Storm King’s Ire

Characters: Nameless King, Siegward of Catarina, Unbreakable Patches (maybe)

Warnings: Rape, Mind Break

Siegward’s chest heaved as he circled the Nameless King, the ashen one had fallen to the living god’s spear mere moments ago. Watching Siegward with smug amusement the Nameless King closed the gap between them his spear held high. The Catarina knight’s helm fell through the fog like floor as the spear slashed down barely missing Siegward’s face.

“Well it’s been fun but I’d like to end this so I could take a little nap.” Rushing forward the onion shaped knight attempted to skewer the Nameless King only to be knocked off balance as he deflected storm ruler with his bare hands. Grabbing Siegward by the throat, the air is forced from his lungs as the large god shoved him against a stone dragon pillar. Using his thumb the god forcefully turned the knight’s head from side-to-side, a twisted grin splits the god’s weathered and faded face.

“What are you waiting for? Strike me down, I and my companion shall swiftly be back to deal with you.” Siegward weakly threatened, flinching as the king drove his spear into the stonework next to his head.

“Quiet Mortal I’d rather not make a rash decision to kill you just yet.” The god rasped before ripping off the man’s armor with his off hand, the metal ripping like paper beneath the King’s strength.

“W-What are you doing?!”

“I have not… indulged myself in many decades or maybe even centuries, I’m not entirely particular in my choices,” ripping off the last piece of Siegward’s armor left the knight bare to the world, “I would suggest not struggling if you don’t wish for this to be torturous.”

Pushing Siegward to his knees the knight gave the King a horrified look as the large figure parted the bottom part of their tunic revealing their swiftly swelling manhood. The howl of the turbulent wind that made up the battlefield seemed to fall silent as the Nameless King let his lengthy cock smack down on Siegward’s face.

“This is going in you one way or another, either you make it wet so it doesn’t hurt or I force it in dry,”  the god hissed as he pressed the tip of his cock head to the stunned knight’s mouth, “and if you even think of biting I will make sure your final moments are the most painful time you’ve ever experienced.”

Siegward shuddered as the king pushed the first few inches of his length into the knight’s mouth. Letting out a raspy moan the god grabbed the back of the knight’s head and forced another third of his cock down Siegwards throat causing it to pleasurably tighten around his cock. Siegward wanted to recoil from the pungent taste of sweat that coated the King’s member but the strong hand stopped as the man forcefully shoved shoved inch by thick inch further down Siegward’s throat.

“Ah, you’re tighter than some of the wenches I’ve bedded.” Nameless King gave a low moan as he slowly withdrew his thick length before driving it back into his victim’s throat as Siegward pushed against the god’s thighs to try and pull of the King’s length. The god’s member made a wet smacking noise as he pulled it from the knight’s throat and slapping it on the knight’s face once more. Tears streamed down the knight face as he took deep heaving breaths, the look of terror and horror in his eyes faded to simmering rage.

“I swear on my oath I will urghh.” The knight’s tirade was cut short as the King suddenly shoved his cock back down Siegward’s throat.

“Good, good it’s no fun when they break straight away, it’s much better to watch them break as they realize there’s no escape.” The twisted grin returned to the King’s face as he plunged deep enough for the knight’s nose smack against his pelvis. The repetitive motion of the god’s cock plunging in-and-out of Siegward’s throat seemed to last for hours from the knight’s perspective. The edges of Siegward’s vision began fading to black as the king gave a low grunt before burying himself to the hilt in the knight’s throat, Siegward felt the organ swell as the god Deposited his thick load in the knight’s stomach. Siegward’s stomach slightly bulged as the King held him in place for almost half a minute before withdrawing.

“Ugh, it’s been far too long,” the Nameless King whispered breathlessly. Reaching out the King once again grasped Siegward by the throat with one hand whilst grasping his slick length with the other.

“K-kill me now, you have used me for your sick amusement.” The knight stuttered hoarsely his baleful glare leveled at the god.

“I’m not finished with you just yet.” The King gave a low snarl as he lifted Siegward higher, his off hand situating his thick length at the knight only undefiled hole.

“NO!” Siegward struggled in vain as the god slowly pushed the head of his cock into the knight’s unused hole. The King gave a low throaty moan as pushed through the tight ring of muscle and sank a quarter of his large length into Siegward.

“You, ugh, are so tight.” The King hissed as he made short choppy strokes into the knight, Siegward’s struggles slowing as the god’s hips finally impact his ass. Looking down, Siegward stared with wide eyes at the outline the King’s cock made on his stomach. The knight felt the air pushed from his lungs as the King pulled out half-way and unceremoniously shoved back in, his length causing Siegward’s stomach to bulge further from the force. Pain soon gave way to confused pleasure as the god continued to saw in and out of Siegward, debauched raspy moans falling from his lips.

Siegward let out a startled gasp as the King shifted the angle of his thrust and hit something in him that made him see stars.

“Look at you all that indignation and struggle, and now you moan and squirm on my cock like a cheap courtesan.” the Nameless King gave a harsh chuckle as Siegward try to voice a denial only to moan as the King gave a quick thrust at the spot from earlier.

“Well what do you expect, even the mightiest of warriors can fall to a higher force.” A sickly sweet voice cut through the knights haze of pleasure. Looking over Siegward could make out the lanky form of Patches approaching the King’s and his coupled form.

“What of the little wench that this one came with?” Siegward’s eyes flared with a small spark of hope as he strained his eyes looking for his companion. “I am rather grateful that you warned me of their approach, had they caught me flat-footed today may have ended differently.”

“She’s been dealt with, handed her off to the serpent-men for a little fun, well after I had a go hehehe.” Patches cackled with a perverse twisted grin. Siegward felt as though the world around him had shattered as his last hope was dashed.

“She left me with a little reminder, do you mind?” Patches asked as he gestured towards Siegward’s head. Leaning the knight’s upper body backwards Patches pulled the drawstrings of his pants letting them loosen around his waist as he pulled his rapidly hardening cock from his pants and slapped it on Siegward’s forehead. The thief’s length smelled strongly and was covered in semi-translucent white fluids.

Siegward thanked whatever god was listening that Patches was much smaller as he shoved his length in the knight’s mouth. Patches length tasted oddly salty sweet as was driven back and forth over Siegward’s tongue. Between the weirdly soothing taste of the thief and the King hammer away at the spot that made his thoughts and head swim, Siegward found himself once again settling into the pleasurable haze that engulfed him.

After a few moment Patches pulled out until just the head of his member sat just behind Siegward’s lips, letting out a grunt the knight’s mouth was filled with more of the oddly tasting juices causing his mind to slip further. As Patches fully withdrew he noticed Siegward’s stomach and chest was drenched in his own pearly essence from the King relentless assault of his now well-used pucker.

The Nameless King switched from quick targeting pokes to deep plunging thrusts as he felt his own peak quickly approaching.

“Tis’ a shame you Aren’t female, you would have made a magnificent brood whore.” The god grunted as he sheathed himself as deep as he could within the knight’s bowel and let out a deep roar as he let spill his essence. Siegward’s mind shattered under the weight of the pleasure he felt as the overabundance of the Nameless King’s seed forced his stomach to expand until the knight looked like he was three months pregnant. The King slowly extracted his length from Siegward letting his seed spill from the knight now gaping hole.  

“That was a rather fun experience, if you and your companion want to try again I’m more than willing to break you all over again.” The low rumble of the Nameless King’s voice seeped through the few remaining remnants of Siegward’s mind as the world went dark.