Chapter 14 - Fainted: Sylveon and Houndoom

Current Party:
Bahamut the Shelgon. Zip the Magnezone. Po the Pangoro. Continent the Mudsdale

Ribbon the Sylveon and Grimm the Houndoom - knocked out by Veteran Angus’ Sliggoo in Tapu Village.

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Not all Pokemon got along. Even the best-trained team could develop petty rivalries, or natural typing could lead to disagreement and outright dislike. It was the job of a skilled trainer to smooth out such problems and make sure the team as a whole could function without issue. Dislike could so easily lead to the kind of training accidents that landed part of the team in the Pokemon center. Or, in extreme cases, leave part of the team unable to battle again. 

And Abby *was* a good Pokemon trainer. She may not have had the most orthodox training routines, or given her Pokemon the usual rewards for hard work. But she was well connected with her Pokemon, and they all adored her - even if they didn’t completely respect her. They listened and worked hard for her approval, and she gave them affection and praise for their work. They’d conquered trials and totems together, and she knew how to keep her team working hard.

So when things started to sour between Ribbon and one of her newer Pokemon partners, Abby knew she had to step in and put a stop to things before dislike turned into rivalry or hostility. While some trainers encouraged rivalry in their parties, Abby preferred her team to get along - they should be fighting the opponent, not each other. 

Unfortunately, it seems she hadn’t quite acted in time. 

“Knock it off,” Abby snapped, her lips popping off Ribbon’s cock with a wet pop. Thin strands of spit and pre connected her to his blue-stained cock for a moment, snapping and splattering across her chin and cheeks as she turned her head to glare up at her Pokemon. The two were glaring at each other over the top of her, thin growls slipping from their bared teeth. 

The two canines couldn’t have looked any different from each other. Grimm was sleek and black, with white bone and a devil spade tail that angrily swished and cut the air as his powerful paws tightened on her hips. And Ribbon was slim and feminine, all white and pink and blue and heart-meltingly cute. Both were absolutely unstoppable combatants, and both absolutely loathed the other. 

Her remonstration seemed to snap them back to their senses, and they both looked away from the other, heads ducked slightly in shame as their trainer scolded them. Lowering her mouth back to Ribbon’s cock, Abby counted silently in her head as she started to bob up and down his sloppy, dripping length.

One…. two…. Three…. Four….. Five…. Six….

The growling started up again, drool dripping onto her back as Grimm bared his teeth. She felt his hips speed up, claws digging painfully into her skin as he hauled his trainer possessively back, slamming his knot against her puffy mound hard enough to bruise her lips. A paw pressed down on the back of her head, and Abby felt herself gag as Ribbon jammed her down to his knot, making her kiss the swelling bulb of hot flesh as the femme Pokemon growled in return. 

And like that, there was no holding them back. Growls became snarls as Abby tried to yank herself free. But Ribbon wasn’t having any of that, shoving her face against his knot, battering her lips with the swollen globe of flesh, making her kiss it repeatedly even as Grimm worked her other end. The Houndoom was hammering his knot against her pussy, claws cutting the inside of her hips as he yanked her back into each thrust, determined to claim her cunt as his rival watched. And all Abby could do was gag, throat slop bubbling from between her lips to soak Ribbon’s knot as the two fought - not going so far as to snap at each other, but snarling and barking as they fought over their shared bitch.

Fresh tears ran down Abby’s chin as Grimm yanked her backward hard enough to drag her mouth off Ribbon’s cock, leaving her coughing and sputtering. But this wasn’t any sort of rest or respite, as the Houndoom was driving himself forward at the same time, punching his knot against her lips with enough force to bruise. Pushing and pulling and forcing her lips to spread, burning as they stretched and stretched and stretched, letting his knot slide into her velvet soft folds until, with a sigh of almost relief, her lips passed the halfway point. Past the widest point, her body eagerly sucked him in, lips tightening around the narrowest point of his shaft, between knot and sheathe. Abby still felt painfully full, but at least she wasn’t being split in two.

Growling in triumph, Grimm worked his hips against her - rapid, short thrusts that bounced her body around, tits swaying and flopping beneath her as the fire type started to cum. Burning, steaming hot cum jetting into her, splattering against her cervix and leaving her whining as it seemed to burn her insides. She could feel the pressure building, all that cum trapped between knot and cervix until there was a faint pop and she felt it flooding deeper inside her, pouring into her very womb as she let out a shaky cry, hurt and humiliated as the Pokemon’s hot cum washed her deepest reaches. 

With a satisfied little bark, Grimm seemed to declare himself the winner, lifting his legs and turning, moving so he was ass to ass against his trainer. Knotted like a true canine and enjoying the feeling of emptying the last of his balls into her. Her clenching cunt milking another rope from him every minute or so, a lazy wash of seed to make sure the job was done. His tail wrapped around her thigh in ownership, making sure his bitch didn’t try to pull away before the job of breeding her was complete.

In front of her, Ribbon watched it happen, eyes narrowed. Staring down at his trainer as she panted and whimpered, teeth clenched as her stomach bulged from both Grimm’s knot and his cum. But the Sylveon wasn’t just going to take this, and Abby’s blurry eyes followed him as he started to pace around her - realization setting in too late.

“Oh, no…. No, no! Ribbon, no! Ribbon!” Abby groaned, trying to crawl away, but neither Pokemon listened to her. And tied as she was to Grimm, there was no way to escape. She heard the two Pokemon growling at each other, felt Houndoom’s tail tighten hard around her thigh, cutting into the softness of her leg, and then she felt Ribbon’s paws scrambling at her hips and thighs. 

She felt the weight of him settling down against her, and she let out a little whimper, trying to shift her hips around as his cock poked against her, dripping a steady stream of sweet-tasting pre all over one dark globe of her ass. But Grimm was locked tight against her, and he wasn’t having any of that, growling loudly and refusing to budge, his knot and greater strength locking her still. The two were still growling at each other, but Grimm couldn’t turn around to snap at Ribbon, and the more feminine Pokemon had absolutely no interest in anything other than asserting his equal claim to Abby’s body. His tip found her rosebud and immediately stabbed forward, piercing that tight little hole and making Abby whimper in pain and humiliation. And she knew it was only going to get worse.

Awkwardly, his paws scrabbling for purchase, Ribbon drove himself deeper and deeper, prying his trainer open as he fought for space inside her already over-filled body. She could feel him rubbing against Grimm’s bloated knot through the thin barrier of her body, could feel the friction between their hot, twitching cocks as Ribbon ground his way inside of her. She could only be thankful that she’d gotten him so messily lubed up, it was the only mercy she had as he relentlessly shoved forward, jerking motions as he awkwardly humped and pressed against her, Grimm’s body making the task difficult.

But Abby didn’t raise quitters, her Pokemon were tenacious and determined, and Ribbon wasn’t going to stop until he made sure this upstart newcomer knew who this Pokeslut belonged to. His knot pumped against her pucker and Ribbon rolled his hips, churning his cock around in her guts, grinding himself against Grimm’s knot as if testing something. For a moment, Abby almost relaxed, thankful it was over because there was no way that -

Ribbon humped hard against her, rocking her body forward, though the motion arrested by the cunt-splitting knot still locked inside her. Grimm wasn’t giving an inch, still fully swollen, his cock continuing to spit the occasional rope into her thoroughly seeded womb. She was locked in place and her eyes went wide as Ribbon slammed himself against her again, her ass giving a sharp sting of pain as it stretched around the very base of his knot.

“No!” she snapped, panic flooding her voice. They couldn’t, she wouldn’t be able to take it! She’d break! And yet, part of her mind was eager, cheering her Pokemon on even as she panicked. The part of her that liked it when her Pokemon took control, when they treated her like the cocksleeve they knew she was. The part that got off hardest on the pain and humiliation.

“R-ribbon, please,” she whimpered, craning her head around to stare at her partner, eyes pleading. But the Sylveon just shook his head, lips drawn back in a snarl as he slammed himself forward again, ribbons wrapping around her bulging middle, hauling her back against his hips as he worked that agonizingly stretched hole. 

She felt her body starting to give, stubborn muscle no match for the strength of her Pokemon. But unlike Grimm, this was no easy give. Even when Ribbon reached the halfway point, her little ass stretched around the thickest part of his knot, she couldn’t just draw him in. Grimm’s knot was like a roadblock, and the Sylveon had to fight for every inch. Poor Abby was wide-eyed, staring at nothing as her tongue drooped from her open mouth, drooling all over the grass as her brain blue-screened. 

Behind her, Grimm gave out a yip of pain, and Ribbon growled in triumph. The Sylveon’s knot was crushing the Houndoom’s, compressing the swollen orb and forcing space inside Abby. Another sharp thrust from and Ribbon crammed the rest of his knot home, his trainer’s abused pucker gratefully closing around the narrow bit behind his knot. Both canines were locked inside her now, their knots crushed together, bulging her stomach as she shuddered and whimpered, unable to even speak. Making a pleased sound, Ribbon settled down, resting on her back, forcing her to support his weight even as Grimm made himself comfortable as well, both of them ready to wait out their knots. And given how one twitching would stimulate the other, it was going to be a very long wait indeed.

But at least they weren’t growling at each other. 