Chapter 2 - Loving Like Flash Fire

   Taylor grasped large handfuls of the grassy terrain underneath as she lifted her rear into the air higher. She had to stand on the tips of her toes with her worn legs fully extended in order to feel the warm fluff of fur on her plump asscheeks. She trapped the still sticky member between her backside his body as she both physically and literally rose to the challenge. 

  "Use me however you want… I want it." She moaned out in submission. From this position his previous seed oozed from her well fucked pussy lips and rolled down her stomach, which had remained slightly rounded with the copious load he had forced into her. Her lips and the first few inches were open to anyone who might choose to view, on display with a mess of engorged pink petals and pulsating insides, with an ever flowing milky nectar that was as thick as soup. It slowly poured from her twitching nethers and rolled over her smooth pelvis and stomach. Some of it chunkily clumped into the ground, where more of it adhered to her body like a rich syrup. Beyond the pungent and earthy aroma, it reminded her of Combee honey. 

  Her muscles ached from continuous exercise, draining toxins from the Poison Jab, and now the body bruising breeding session. Even still she rose to the occasion and shook her rear enticingly for him. It caused his massive member to slide and slip and paint her back in their lovemaking fluids as her toned asscheeks gripped around the shaft to the best of her ability. His response was something of an impatient one. Cinders moved one of his large paws to the small of her back and applied his weight. His claws threatened to pierce her fair skin as they dug into the fabric of her swim top. She felt the weight increase until her arms buckled and she was forced facedown into the moist grass with him positioned above her. He kept the pressure there and forced her trapped breasts against the ground and her erect nipples to brush frustratingly against the bindings. 

  Cinders had bent her over into position, a subservient face down, ass up bottom. He was content with her like that and Taylor could feel the meaty slab sliding down her spine and leaving a glistening coat in its wake. His rod moved back until she felt the familiar pointed tip nudging against her unspoiled asshole.

  "Hey, wait a second…" she protested but to no avail. The tip oozed something of a mixture between creamy cum, and newly produced precum almost into her hole with how solidly it jabbed against her. The pressure only grew though, as did his need to sheath his entire length into her. His hips made a downward stab at hers, the strength behind the thrust enough to overpower her feeble bodies resilience and wedge open her wrinkled asshole. The hole had expanded to a stretched doughnut shaped muscle that fruitlessly tried to resist, all before taking more than an inch of the arm-long cock. She grit her teeth together and sucked in air through her clenched teeth. With all his might he continued to bear his mighty lust into her smaller body and made her take the heated meat rod up her vice like anus. 

  Her voice slowly and surely squeaked out from her tightened throat. Her whole body was rigid in fact. Mentally, she wanted to receive and submit. Yet physically her body was reacting in pure defense to the foriegn, massive intruder. It clenched and fought to tighten down and refuse entrance into her bowels. Her baser instincts of her body was acting in self defense but her form was far weaker than her partner's, and only managed to make things more enjoyable for him. Arcanine were predatory, by nature after all. Cinders did not want a partner that would lay there like a Slakoth, and greatly appreciated the twitching, squeezing and shaking of her insides as the inch turned to inches, and more and more of her sphincter was wrapped around his tool. 

  Cinders let out a soft breath of warm air over the back of her neck as he leaned in and stabbed at her hips with his. His paw was still square in the middle of her back as he held her in place. Cock sheathed into her despite the friction and tightness at speeds that contorted her guts and rearranged her intestines. The digestive tract slipped over him with warm pulsating rhythmic waves. Each inch forward making her shake spastically as pleasure bubbled within her like a tea kettle nearing a boil. The monolithic cock within her was like erect, living stone. It pulsed and twitched with little veins that riddled the surface of his canine meat, but refused to bend or submit in any way to her tightness. Instead, her body was made to shape to it. 

  It was mildly painful, but the ever constant driver of milky precum that lubed her intestinal walls made ease of her tightened muscles. Still, his size was far too large for her body. Even from the anal penetration a girthy staff of cockflesh pushed her skin taunt and shown off from within her. A shapely, rounded bulge could be seen shoving just behind the skin and travelling further up her ass. The massive member shoved hard against her still sloshing cumtank of a womb and squeezed against her pelvic region. Crushed between cock and her own naturally thin waist, her womb had no choice but to expel its overfilled contents as her still convulsing love canal received a second reverse creampie. It oozed down her thighs in heavy clumps and she couldn't help but wash it away with sweet girlcum squirting from her nethers.

  She clenched her teeth so hard she felt her jaw ache as she felt the cock steal away more of her intestinal tract and convert it into a cock warmer. Taylor felt nearly a foot of this raging bitch breaker sloppily shoved into her rear hole all in one feverishly slow thrust before the pressure began to wane and he moved his flat tongue down to lap at her neck. It was a surprisingly tender act, falsely lowering her defenses as he just remained in her for a moment. She ever so gently unclenched her jaw, the muscles in her back untightening and her hands loosening the fistfuls of soil, and she exhaling in a moment of peace. Cinders was a tricky schemer, and knew his partner well. 

  No sooner had her body relaxed and he felt the anal walls release their death grip on his cock, did he ram into her. His cock stole away another half dozen inches of her insides before she could let out a weakened, breathless scream. And only half a foot more of cock sheathed into her before her tightness returned and friction grew too much. His thrust was all consuming though, forceful enough to drive her hips up and lift her feet off the ground while he invaded her insides. Her back archer painfully as he pawed her upper half into the ground with a simple act of dominance, wet her hips lifted up to meet his cock in a harsh angle. Nearly all of his 2 foot cock had been forced into her without pulling any bit back out, and her round orbs of her butt cheeks were softly stroked with his furry underside. Her toes spread as her eyes rolled back into her skull as she moaned with near orgasmic levels of pleasure. 

  Feeling her weight hanging from him, Cinders began to pull back. Impaled on nearly 2 feet of canine cock, with cum and feminine sludge mix drooling down her thighs and stomach, Taylor should have been a broken cock holster. Yet, even as her legs dangled in the air unable to touch the ground, with her chest smothered into the ground painfully and the claws of a heavy paw cutting into the fabric of her top, she whispered sweet nothings and words of encouragement. Cinders appreciated the effort, and tried to unhilt his great sword from her stomach. He pulled his hips back and Taylor could feel her spine and anal tract straining, a powerful suction having formed from such deep penetration all at once. Her upper body dragged along the grass a couple inches as her breasts knocked against her chin. She wiggled her toes and protested softly, unable to do anything but feel the blades of grass tickling her toes. 

  Cinders, being the creative genius he was, or in this case the brutish lack thereof, he just applied more force and retried his previous efforts. His paw pushed her upper body into the grass hard enough to strain her rubs and make her back crack almost pleasantly, as he pulled back his lower legs and tried to pull out his cock. She whimpered in a pained strain as it was useless, though he only did it again and again. She felt a couple warm spurts of the specialized precum, and realized the suction was all coming from his depth and the position of his cock within her. Her stomach sloshed with the new precum, she instantly feeling fuller and warmed by the thick sticky fluids. She could hardly believe it, but the odd nausea and the sensation of having just drank a cup of Komala Coffee fresh from a barista. She felt him struggle even after the muscle relaxing fire-types creamy pre had sloshed into her guts. 

  With a couple more tugs, and inadvertently a couple more false thrusts where all he managed to do was slide her intestines within her body an inch or two and rearrange her organs, but unable to pull out, he finally found some success. With a sudden slurping, due in part by both of them working together, he rapidly unhilted his cock from her stomach, a full foot sliding out within moments. Cinders had his foot pushing at her back hard enough to cause discomfort and fear of breaking a rib underneath the nearly 450 pound Pokémon, and when he suddenly withdrew his cock she was sent forward suddenly. His claws were embedded in the fabrics of her top and had slowly been tearing it to shreds in the last couple of minutes. When she was shoved forward she took a mouthful of grass and felt the strained cloth tearing at the side. It was an immense pressure that threatened to cut off her circulation for just a second. It made Taylor terrified it would cut into her for a flash, before she caught her toes on the ground once more and regained her balance. 

  She hadn't any reason to worry though, roughly 8 inches of ass gaping cock meat in her rear still, but the worry was still there within the moment. She craned her neck to get a good look behind her, her well abused tender breasts now free to the rapidly cooling night air. 

  "What the hell- Oh, you idiot…" Taylor had blurted out with heavy fatigue in her voice, but had to pause at the comical nature of her partner. There he was, his paw no longer on her back, instead allowing her to twist her shoulders and neck to look up at him even with being partially impaled on his member still. He was rapidly pawing at the air, struggling to get his claws from within the fabric, her upper bit of her two piece swimsuit now torn along the side, under the arm and hanging from his paw. The first thing that came to mind was a Purrloin with something stuck to its foot. He shook it vigorously, the top swishing and swaying through the air as he went. She couldn't help but smile at it. After more than a dozen seconds he finally had enough and bit the bra, clenching it between his teeth and pulling it from his paw and throwing it away. Such a regal looking Pokémon reduced to a fumbling oaf due to a simple piece of clothing. Well, after all, plenty of men always seemed to struggle with a bra, so it wasn't too strange once she got to thinking about it. 

  Finally, paw and cock released from their bindings, he looked down at his tiny trainer and let out a loud bark. 

  "Arcanine!" He said with the goofiest look on his face, his tongue slightly out the side. She turned back away to hide a blush, her cheeks burning just as much as his precum did. She pushed her rear back an inch, sliding her anal ring over the massive cock once more and reminding him of the task at hand, as she willingly crossed her arms below her and and rested her upper body against the ground in the same subservient position he had forced her into before. Nothing could please the Pokémon more, and he took her as the cocksleeve she was silently begging to be. He placed both front legs just beside her head and bent his knees to make the angle easier for her smaller frame as his cock pivoted and ground deeply against her anal walls once more. The sensation send pleasurable shivers through her lower half and made her pussy lips quiver with approval and pleasure. 

  He wasted no more time with formalities and simply slammed her guts into submission with the first of many breast jiggling, thigh quivering, and cheek rippling thrusts. The first one came so hard and fast that Taylor's toes barely had time to curl and find purchase in the grass before he had shoved her full of cock once more. His pointed tip punched her guts into the shape of his cock, the tip once again spurting a healthy amount of precum into her GI tract. The tip ended up in her stomach once more where it related for enough time for him to find better leverage as well as spew more numbing cream into her tummy. Taylor swore his balls were working on overdrive to produce it, such a viscous ooze that seemed to continuously coat her insides even after having flooded her womb with enough cum to make her appear pregnant. She didn't mind though. 

  The first of the many pullback mentions was easier than the initial one they had struggled together with. Perhaps that pre had finally began to affect her depths. To any outsider, the sickening squelch of her anus and intestines releasing his cock echoed into the air, but to her lust addled mind, she lived for it. She lived for it almost as much as she did for the feeling of him roughly shape her guts once more. Her breasts were far too sensitive after all the grinding and rubbing they had endured when she was face down, and even now the grass seemed torturous for her rock hard nipples. It helped that his thrusts stole away her attention, each one as forceful as the last, yet even faster. She could feel the opening at the bottom of her stomach opening and closing for his cock head, just as his massive shaft would continually stoke the fire in her well fucked cunny by stretching and trapping the nerves.

  There was something so enjoyable in having him rail her ass like it were a toy, even beyond the physical attention her body was forced to endure. The stretching, the nerve tantalizing thrusts, they were beyond wonderful. Yet, Taylor was getting off even harder by the idea of just how much cock was in her, and how Cinders just contorted her over the massive tool. She groaned aloud and closed her eyes and focused on the feel of it, not in her nethers where the electric like tingle of pleasure racked her brain, but in the feel of him distending her stomach and bulging it so far that the cock could nearly hit her breasts from within her. Every few thrusts she could feel the ticklish sensation of grass rubbing against her cock swollen belly. She let her eyes roll back in her head and eyelids fluttered to the sensations, shuddering the slivers of light in and out as she was indulged in yet another nether quivering orgasm. She panted softly and focused all mental power that she could maintain on clenching down her sphincter and her toned abs.

  She had done plenty of core training, and the efforts were well rewarding now. Her body clenched down on his cock even despite his numbing cream, and she even released it a bit as he pulled out. This made every thrust even more pleasurable than her hyper tight hole already offered. Cinders truly appreciated the effort of his trainer. No Slakoth for him, but a tough and feisty flesh sleeve for his cock that actively participated in giving him everything he could ever ask for. The fire-type let out a shuddered exhale and began to really roam her ass. His cock delved deeper still, his already well engorged knot rocking to her firm yet large asscheeks, and his cock hit her tits from the bulge, pushing up into the cleavage. She groaned as the skin stretched, mild discomfort in how much cock she had in her, but as his cream sloshed heavily within her stomach, it soon was just another worry for tomorrow. 

  Feeling his knot knocking against her abused asshole, she switched her grip from the grass to his legs once again. She braced her arms against his study frame and let her biceps push against the backs of them. Her head poked out from between them, and he seemed to understand her intentions, or maybe it was a happy accident. He drew his front legs closer together and a couple inches closer to her. He had enclosed her and held her firm in his powerful grip with his paws nuzzling against the place where her bicep muscles faded and her shoulder muscles formed, the slight curved groove of her honed body the perfect brace point against his thrusts. She then felt the next thrust coming, knot once again ramming her stretched asshole. This time, much more forcefully. It causing his cock bulge to distended her stomach and the slightly tipped bulge from his pointed cock massaging her squishy undedboob cleavage. 

  She opened her mouth to let a girly moan escape to accompany her… well, surely more than dozenth orgasm, but instead of a sweet soft moan that would tickle the ears of any man, a guttural groan was released like an animal in heat. Even that might have been enjoyable to a plethora of men, had it not been for the saturated squelch that interjected itself a second into what she intended to be a lungful moan. Her stomach was bulging and sloshing with cups worth of precum, and with the cock ramming her guts with no remorse in the intentions of knotting the poor girl, all that liquid couldn't stay put. She threw up a full mouthful of the cream, mixed with stomach acid. It made her open her eyes wide and jolted her attention away from her cock pleasing anal contractions. The sour and salty liquid rolled from the corners of her mouth as she made just a little room in her stomach. She couldn't even swallow it back down, as when she did more came up at the next thrust. She couldn't believe it, he had already filled her stomach with fluids before even cumming. The idea of it made her pussy lips twitch, even as the sticky solution clung to her taste buds. 

  Cinders was completely unaware of her complications, but her ass had grown a bit looser. They were both beyond the point of cock massaging, he was rapidly approaching climax. It was apparent in the way his cock twitched and his knot began to swell even more. It was nearly as large as a Voltorb, comparably similar in size to a rubber children's kickball. It knocked against her ass with every intention of fitting in. Her poor ass stretched wider as it pushed hard with every thrust. Her moans grew louder, and with them his boldness grew. She was his in this moment, to do with what he wished as she said herself. Cinders pushed in deeply, and pulled back less and focused on rapid, stomach bulging thrusts. Every ass reaming thrust stretched her guts and further abused them, and knocked that knot against her ass in a focus fire attempt of stretching the hole. 

  "Yes… yes… fuck me. Break me. Ruin me…" his trainer helplessly moaned out, and Cinders rutted to oblige. His stomach deep thrusts soon grew to a blurry pace, his balls coming to slap at her thighs and still slightly agape cunny and coated them with more of her girlcum. His knot stretched her anal ring over and over, another further inch wedging in as every thrust forced the massively thick girth into her as deep as it could. These blurry thrusts slowed just marginally, but in their place more cock pulled and pushed from her gaping asshole, the couple inches humping away at her hole turning into a still feverishly paced half dozen. As he pulled away, it was only in to bury himself into her with more force. The seconds turned to minutes of this savage thrusting, and the half dozen turned to solid ten. Back and forth, sawing in and out of her stomach at a blistering pace the tip punched her skin from within hard enough and fast enough to bruise her stomach. 

  It was nothing compared to the amount of force her anal ring and first inches of her ass were subjected to though. Opposite her moaning, precum oozing throat, her ass was being beaten with a melon sized knot of solid nerves, and it was slowly winning. His furry balls were now plastered with her juices and slapped noisily against her thighs. She cried out in a guttural moan, climax building as she lost feeling in her toes from clenching them so hard. Cinders similarly was clenching his teeth and his balls so powerfully they threatened to falter his pace. Though, he wouldn't let anything ruin all the work he had put in. He needed to knot, even more than Taylor needed it. 

   "Do it! Knot my ass, I ne-" she began, only to be cut off by another throatful of his precum, and a mind shattering orgasm. Her powerful Pokémon didn't need her encouragement at this point, and her cry as nothing more than a cocksleeve was nothing more than theatrics at this point. Even before she had called out for him he had forgotten about her needs. His hips barreled forward, going all in or broke. Both happened. He went all in, sheathing his entire cock and the glorious knot into her ass, and breaking her for sure in the process. Cock rammed forward and his pointed tip crushed the opposite side of her stomach at the tip mashed against the entrance of her esophagus as the knot shoved in. Her anal ring had been stretched and prepared as best it could, but nothing seemed enough to take on this monster. Her asshole stretched painfully wide and crushed her vaginal muscles as her pelvic bone strained. Her legs felt as though they might dislocate for a moment, and pain was immense. Her mind couldn't care less for her body's wellbeing though. 

  Climax ripped through her like fire, quashing the pain and throwing it aside as she was hit by climax like Dragon Rush. She squirted juices over his balls and her thighs as the tiny hole was smothered by the knot from the other side of the thin wall of pleasure nerves. The tip twitched one, and cum rocketed into her like a high pressure cannon. Cinders threw body weight into her as he came, and relaxed his tightly clenched balls, and cum that had been fought off for the last minute shot down his engorged cock and into her. The first rivulets sloshed into her throat, giving her a brief moment to savor the burning liquid. It was rich and creamy, yet clumped and salty, like nutty cottage cheese. She wiggled it on her tongue for a quarter second as she had her words cut off, and came with him. 

  Cum then blasted through her in a salvo stronger than she thought possible. The cup worth of cum that squirted out per rope shot up her esophagus painfully fast. The bright side of having her needy cries silenced before she got them out was that she had the majority of her lungs filled still, because cum shot from his cock that was lodged in the base of her esophagus for more than a dozen twitching ropes. She felt the tip spasming against her skin from her sternum, having bulged her a bit less in favor of pushing up against her ribcage and straining her lungs in order to deliver the contents of his balls all the way through her. Her eyes were wide open and she could see the cum shooting from her open mouth. It didn't ooze in a slow overflowing way, but instead shot nearly a foot from her open mouth and across the grass in front of her as every blast of ball batter was forced out by the following one. 

  Taylor lost sense of time, but even after the cannon blast of cum shots slowed and his cock wiggled with the inch of cockflesh he could still thrust into her, she was still in shock and awe from the orgasmic throes. Her stomach rounded once more, some still sloppily escaping her esophagus and leaking from her slack jaw as she moaned, gurgled, and giggled in residual climax. The size of the knot had crushed her nerves of her pussy, they all lighting up with every jet of cum that shot down his cumvein. They all spasming to every cocktwitch of his. They all shuddered as he made the smallest of micro movements, she essentially a receptacle of orgasmic convulsions at his every whim. Cinders remained still for a long time, other than the soft pumps of his hips. He was a slave to them, his balls. When they twitched, he thrusted, bucking the tiny girl on his monumental cock. Finally, his knot began to deflate as his balls felt pounds lighter, and the immense pressure of her anal walls on him slowly lessened. 

  Minutes of slow pumping, cum oozing teasing continued before he even thought about pulling out. Cinders had let his knot deflate down to a bit larger than normal, and both of them could feel her rounded stomach full of cum slowly oozing back down her intestines as her body relaxed and she sat there in a dazed state. She was numb everywhere from pleasure. Taylor couldn't even voice anything as his knot tugged at her brutalized asshole once more. Instead, she shook with pleasure as he hyper sensitive pussy lips twitched against his ballsack. She hummed somewhere deep within as a form of protest, content just staying like that for the rest of the night. She slowly swirled the thick cum she managed to keep within her mouth around with her tongue, the sticky fluid dense and almost like a watered down gum. 

  She squealed in delight though as the bulbous knot tugged at her anal ring and stretched it wide once more. She hugged his legs for support suddenly, her body shuddering and she did everything she could to not tense up. Finally, with a soft audible squelch the cock began to retreat. Slow and sure, mindful of her vice gripped insides wrapped delicately around his cocklength still, he pulled out. Once the inches began to slide more freely due to her well worn out anal cavity, she too helped by crawling forward on shaky legs and rolling onto her back with a heavy pant. She tenderly reached one hand down to touch her asshole, and couldn't find it. Rather, she didn't find her asshole where it had been normally, but instead found the gaping anal ring that easily swallowed up her middle finger until her second knuckle before she touched a hyper sensitive wall of her ass. She shuddered, and creamy backwash from her rounded stomach gushed over her hand. 

  Taylor closed her legs and rolled halfway to her side, giggling as she looked up at her Pokémon who had just destroyed both her holes. She moved her cum covered anal invading finger to her lips, and before putting it in, she grinned wide and let the chunky seed she had been chewing on dribble down her chest. One hand quickly grabbed hold of her breast and massaged the white slop into her squishy flesh, fondling and sliding her palm over her hardened nipples and smearing the creamy goo everywhere. Her first hand then pushed into her mouth and teasingly sucked the cum that had leaked from her guts and began working it into a spittle infused putty as she had with the last of his throat blasting cum.  

   Something about this seemed to enrage and fuel him. His eyes narrowed on her and he took a step forward once more. His cock what sticky and glistening, but still very hard. It had lost almost none of its girth or length, even if the knot had returned to its softer state. It flopped heavily onto her stomach as she toyed with his cum, played with her body. Cinders was not himself, due to the consumption of more than 20 Rare Candies, even if he could keep some semblance of his personality. When it came down to it, he enjoyed this girl, he enjoyed her for who she was, his trainer. But right now, he enjoyed her for the submissive cock holster she was, evidenced with how her holes gaped and twitched and leaked his cum. Seeing the girl still capable of teasing and playing coy, it was like a slap in the face to the brutal fucking he had just forced upon her. If she had enough energy to play, then she had enough energy to please him once more. 

  Taylor was oblivious, wiggling her twitching sensitive pussy lips over the underside of his slick cockhead. Even after the half hour of anal fucking, and the knotting her pussy still slowly oozed cum from deep within her womb. Her cervix muscles were still loosened and she was besides herself with lust. Having cum so many times to feeling his length ramming beyond her cunt from her other hole accompanied by whatever brain damage his knotting might have caused, she begged for more. It was only when he aligned his cock with her lips and forced them open around the head once more for purchase had she met his eyes. She looked up with a lovey, cumdrunk lust in her eyes as she finally managed to tear hers away from his impressive cock, only to lose her smile and feel a sinking in her heart as she saw him. No happy glow or soft gentle look rested behind his gaze. Instead the large black pupils seemed even larger than usual and a savage animalistic gaze lay upon her. It was the look predators gave prey, just before a kill. 

  He rammed. He slam-fucked his cock into her at such a harsh and painful move that she screamed and vomited all in one breath. His shaft pierced her womb before the thrust had halted, jostling her pregnant looking ballooned stomach as he stole her womb once more. With so much cock stretching her skin, the distended stomach fought in her skin for room with her condom of a womb, and lost. She wanted to hate it, knowing her friend was almost certainly nowhere within the Pokémon at the moment, but her nerves were fried and hardwired for this and this alone. She cried out for half a moment in a shrill orgasmic shriek before cum erupted over her face. She voided half of her stomach all at once and plastered her face smoothed back in the messy ball sauce. She was forced on her back and legs apart once more, similar to how she had been with him in her first fucking. 

  This time lacked all the finesse and charm, and certainly lacke the gentle respect for her all too tiny body. She looked down as she felt his hips swirl and adjust, he getting lower to the ground once more. She could see the bulge of his cock tenting her stomach between her exposed breasts. She shuddered, seeing just how deep he had taken her in one thrust. His knot was a few inches from her snatch, and he was wearing her womb like a cozee in just one thrust. She felt his paws trap her once more just over her shoulders and he thrust forward. He didn't pull back, instead opting to ram his knot against her gaped pussy lips as hard as he could right from the start. She scrunched her face in reaction to the pain of having her pussy lips pried wider, but couldn't help but relish the feel of it. His previous cum in her stomach squirted from both ends. It made its way down her well used, knot widened anus and leaked onto the already soggy grass, just as the cum came up in chunky burps from her esophagus. She swallowed it back down again and again, but the heavy sloshing of a now normally full stomach sounded along with the wet slurping of her cunny, and the airy squelch of cum forcefully squeezed out her asshole. 

  She came to his 4th thrust, nearly as hard as she did to his first re-gaping of her womb. What the orgasm lacked in pleasurable throes it also lacked in sharp pain, making her serious wonder if she had brain trauma from his all too large penile injections. High speed wet impacts of balls on her ass and thighs rang out as he wrecked her womb. His knot rapped against her vulva like a jackhammer against concrete. Her breasts bounced with every knot to pussy collision, heaving up and down violently. Her tits ricocheted from his cockbulge and nearly hit her in the face before bouncing back as he pulled back. She felt as though her brain was in a jar and being shaken by an aggressive toddler, his thrusts so feral and powerful that her head bobbed as if her neck was a spring. Taylor let out a soft, animalistic whimper, and moved her hands to her hugs just to keep her from being beaten in the face with them. They weren't particularly large, but her entire body was jiggling like jelly with his thrusts. 

  Between her intentions of reducing harm to herself, something might have been lost on Cinders. The way she held her tits stiffly in place allowed his cock bulge to saw in and out of the cleavage. This highly prideful Pokémon saw it as she trying to help him cum as she gave him a nice titjob. This pitiful tiny human was still not submitting to the far superior Pokémon, and he would not take it. He growled loudly and stopped for just a faint moment. Taylor blinked a couple times, trying to stop her brain from rattling within her skull, giving him enough time to move his front legs. She yelled out in pain as his paws rested over her biceps, flattening them to the ground. Luckily for her, he had not stepped on her with the padded part of the paws, and thus avoided crushing her arms with the 450 pounds of muscle mass divided upon the 4 legs. Instead, his toes rested on the arms and claws idly hovered above her flesh as if a warning to remain still. Even so, the pressure equivalent of roughly 50 pound weights held her arms in place and extended in a T-shaped pose as he resumed the body bruising womb bashing. 

  Taylor moaned uncontrollably, pain numbing away with every thrust and churning within her like the syrup thick precum within her womb to become sublime, thought erasing pleasure. For such a small girl, 2 feet of nearly thigh thick turgid cock meat was far too much to be taking with the speed and intensity a Machamp would beat a boxing bag. His cock flesh continued to stretch and pulverize the tiny box and make it endure the near knot swallowing blows one after at a frenzied pace. Her body was so stretched over him that only small, high powered jets of sticky girlcum managed to spray around his shaft when he would resheath. Her womb was stretched over his cock well enough to knock between her cleavage as her breasts returned to their lowest points, and her agape lips stretched wide with each hilting as the dangerously large knot threatened to pry her cunny open further. 


  And it did so, slowly and surely. Minutes rolled by and the feverish pace never slowed. Her moans became more genuine, more slutty. Her lips were surely going to hang loosely from his thrustings whenever he finished with her, even before fully taking the knot. When looking down she could see the impossibly large swell of his knot, each time stretching her lips dreadfully wide as it rammed with primal chaotic need. She observed the frontal semicircular dome of his knot, the half facing her, glistening with her love juices. Each time it barreled forward like a freight train, more than half of the girth stretching her opening around it. Cinders caused her body to bounce off the impacts, but her spine could only bend so much with his massive cock ledge parallel to it. Rapid fire orgasmic waves overtook her one after another and she screamed until she was out of breath, then whimpered in shuddering inhale, only to have another shrill moan fucked from her once more. 

  For pure support, instinctively, Taylor wrapped her legs around anything she could. What her thighs snuggly grappled onto first was none other than his still swollen sack. This was a mistake on her part, though she had no way of knowing, or at this point, even controlling her body. It acted on its own, as one might after a myriad of orgasms. Cinders growled at her as he felt the legs close in and tug at his balls, straining and slowing his bitch-breaking breeding efforts. He slowed once more to a stop and she took a moment to breathe and shudder. Even without his cock pounding her cervix and womb into a puree, even with his cock resting idly in her, she could still feel it slamming into her. Her mind had simply not caught up with the thrust per second body altering pumps he had been giving her, and her body shuddered in the aftermath with quakes and quivers as her womb spastically tried to close back down to a somewhat normal shape. Though, with 2 feet of doggie dick it was impossible 

  It became even more impossible to not stretch and strain when he shoved his hips upward and brought her hips with it, they forced to mimic his movements via guiding cock rod. His paws lifted up off her arms and instead pushed at her thighs one at a time until her knees almost rested on her shoulders. Then, without warning with more grace than she thought possible he began to rotate. The grace in this case came from the way his front paws were slowly replaced by his back ones, and her legs were then trapped as though she were sitting upon his cock, with his tail facing her face. The grace did not in fact come from the twisting, corkscrew motion his cock his cock did within her tenderized cock-scabbard of a pussy. Every nerve and muscle strained around his cock, the veins and sheer girth causing her body to constrict and wrap around him as if wringing water from a towel, if this towel was a solid marble pillar. Her body felt as though it would tear with the friction and pressure of having a cock bore into her like a screw, until finally her spastic climaxes and his wrung out precum mixed and squirted from her stretched womb, all the way down to his knot. Her cunny slowly uncoiled just as the pressure seemed enough to leave her womb permanently twisted 180 degrees the wrong way. Her legs were supported by his powerful rear legs, just as her shoulders were pinned to the ground still. She had her stomach arched as sharply as his cock would allow, the angle of his cock hanging low and pointing both at the ground and slightly behind him. She thought the tension of his cock may have been painful, yet she was uninformed this was just another way canines could breed. 

  And so, forced to stare at her own spread legs and gaped pussy as he injected cock into her and bulged her womb up between her breasts, he resumed his thrusts. He had made her completely helpless, angled in such a way that his cock nearly knotted every thrust, which bore down into her body like 450 pounds of pure girth. Her body stood no chance. She watched as within less than a minute he was back into the perfect, baby room smashing rhythm he had been in before, yet now even more of his knot coming in flush contact with her lips. It was clear he would knot, and she would break. She whimpered pleasurable in acceptance. He continued to raise his hips and then drop his full weight down into her opening. She could see her pussy lips stretch wide enough that they could not close rapidly enough by the time the next thrust came, her labia forever gaping and exposed to the fresh air. Her pussy was aglow in his soft natural light from his Morning Sun, and she had a good look at her bruised, puffy pink lips and clit twitching for his cock whenever it pulled away. She groaned aloud, not sure it cumming due to the way his cock stroked over her every fucked senseless nerve endings, or simply by the fact of her seeing their creamy mucky mixture of nonstop female ejactulate, and seemingly endless precum, not to mention whatever previous ball batter he had yet to fuck out of her at this point. 

  It rolled down her scrunched, yet stretched tummy and over the crack of her ass. It even made its way into her still gaping asshole. She could feel his knot pulsating and now she got a good look at the underside of his cock as it used her like they would have no tomorrow. The knot was bulbous, similar to a peacha berry, yet larger than an expanded Pokéball. It was smaller still than when he had knotted her ass, she was sure of it. Perhaps his balls were beginning to empty. After all, he had dumped nearly a gallon of cum between her 2 holes already, and surely an equal amount of precum. She had no time to worry, not time to think anything in fact. Her mind simply idly acknowledged the fact without any thought process. Any higher brain functions had been reduced to remembering how to breathe, and not passing out. The circuits of her usually reactive brain had been turned to mush just as her holes had been, and both existed solely to further continue her journey into a Pokémon cumdump. 

  She let her head hang back, eyes lazily watching as he turned her pussy into an overused rubber glove, too loose for anything but him. She could hear the weighted meaty slap of his balls beating at her clit, and see his knot gaping and trying to burrow into her. She didn't even have to move to see her stomach bulging in the perfect shape of his cock, though now the pointed tip was slightly differently positioned whenever he fully hilted. His thrusts became rougher, slower and more forceful. She felt her upper body digging against the grass as if he intended to bury her in it with the force he laid into her. Every brutal ram causing her entire body to both spasms in pleasure, and rumble with the impact. Her spine and pelvis felt strained, threatening to shatter under his merciless thrusts. She, against all better judgement and simply working off of a baser need to convulse after her countless orgasms. Reduced to a whimpering brutalized condom, she clenched and squeezed down her pussy muscles and tightened her receptive tunnel to better take his cock. 

  Cinders felt the difference in her cunny. Her walls squeezed down. It was a frail attempt to slow his thrusts, so weaken the fervor of his cock descending into her tiny womb, in his mind. He let loose a harsh howl as his skin and fur's glow grew in intensity. His front paws clawed deeply against the grass and sent shredded blades of grass against her back as he kicked them up. Just then, he lifted his hips and withdrew nearly 2 feet of cock. Taylor watched as the fluid slathered length slipped free of her destroyed hole, it towering above her for just a moment. She swore she could see the veins dancing under his skin with a steady periodic throbbing, twitching under each heartbeat. She opened her mouth in lust drunken awe as she observed the cock just hovering there, even as the large pointed tip hung somewhat loosely in the first few obscenely stretched lips of her baby bearing hole. 

  Then he destroyed her with a thrust like no other. Cock impaled her well fucked cunt so harshly that it didn't even falter at the cervix, instead it merely another pebble on the road to her depths, and his cock a speeding 18-wheeler. She could only stare with an agape mount and a breathless moan as the cock slammed down into her as deeply as it had ever before, though when the knot returned to her lips, it wasn't a messy forceful kiss, but a full on assault against already weakened walls. Her body wanted to resist, but the butt bruising and spine jarringly deep thrust was too much and lips wrapped around the second hemispheres are the cock with a should have been painful gape. Though, as she watched her lips stretch impossibly wide and the massive bulge of the knot shove into pelvis she felt no pain. She felt the burning fire of pressure erupting from the knotting and her gaze blurred as she nearly passed out. She might have, simply due to the sheer intensity of the orgasm that rippled through her in body wide spasms. Her tongue felt massive in her mouth and a scream for job didn't want to escape, she just watching as his knot gaped and popped in, almost audibly. 

  Then, as she had thought above much of what had transpired in the last couple hours, or however long he had been molding her holes into cockwarmers, he did the impossible. Her eyes opened wide as Cinders began to tug at his cock cozee, the knot stretching her lips the opposite way as the thickness of it was exposed again, the bright red knot beginning to pull away from her pale skin, battered to a tender pink. She shook her head suddenly in protest, but no screams or moans or words could form as she still quakes with orgasm. Her head violently bounced off her shoulders as she flailed and failed to voice her disapproval. It was in now way discomfort, even though it should be. A knot nearly the size of her head was bulging the pelvic spin paper thin around it and had just spent an unknown, yet lengthy amount of time weakening her pussy's defenses in order to fit his fat knot into her, and suddenly he thought it wise to pull it back out in just seconds. 

  She saw the bulb stretch her lips and could see his exposed cock struggling and straining. Though she high pressurized squirt of cream in her when further distended womb made her squeak out a faint whimper of pure pleasure. She had her eyes fixated on the massive bulge of his knot, but had she chanced to look she could have seen the way his cock pushed between her cleavage and the pointed tip sent wriggling twitches from the couple ounce precum blast. The knot tugged back, and her lips strained. She shuddered in constant orgasm, one after another, or maybe simply one neverending one, she couldn't tell anymore. Her pussy lips were so far gaped that they were crushed against her plush thighs as the knot shoved them apart. Her inner pink pussy flesh snuggly wrapped around and inch of his knot before peeling away, nearly prolapsing her poor destroyed cunt. Though, it released its grip as he lifted his hips suddenly, ripping the knot from her with all the grace of a Psyduck trying to perform an opera. 

  The sickening squelch of suctioned fluids destroyed cunt flesh yielding their grip on his knot echoed through the air and her pussy felt cold and empty, even though she still sucked on the 2 feet within her that remained. Though, her first several inches gaped far enough that they took several long moments before they even began to tighten back and take shape once more. By that time, it was too late. She felt his hips drive into her like a jackhammer once more and she was re-knotted. Climax tore it's way from her annihilated pussy up her spine and fried her brain once again, making her entire body clench. Though, by now, her pussy was unreceptive. It had either lost all control due to the near gallon of precum that had softened and relaxed her muscles, or maybe the combined length of 2 feet and 5 inches of cock and knot ledges cleavage deep. Whatever it was, her toes curled and fingers clenched so tightly her knuckles went white, but her womb did not react at all. 

   And so, he pulled back once again, and made her shudder in elevated climax. Then, he savagely re-knotted again and made her hiss with mind numbing pleasure. In and out, he began to fuck her as he broke her cunt and destroyed her resistance. Her lips and love canal lazily sucked his knot soon, all basic tightness seemingly useless and cast aside after a couple dozen knottings. He fucked her into a drooling, whimpering mess, using his knot as just an extension of his cock now that her pussy stood no chance of resisting him. Though, it was not pleasurable for him, nor did it become easier for her. Every returned knot felt bigger, and after a while, it looked bigger. His barrel like cock slammed to impressive depths, outlined in her skin and bulging her continuously. It had nothing on his knot though. The rounded bulb of his knot could he seen sloppily fucking her broken pussy with each thrust. It widened and brought the skin taut with the ball shaped orb of cockmeat, then messily squelched and drew back dregs of fluids that slapped down her body wetly, leaving her pussy to loosely gape and twitch around the open air for a moment as her skin returned to the loose suction that was slurping his shaft, only to he pried apart again and more fluids squirting from her functionally useless cunt. 

  His knot twitched bigger, and her womb wrapped so tightly around his meat. Despite everything south of her cervix broken and gaped beyond repair, her womb was still fairing as well as any could. The velvety warm texture of her womb walls smothered his cock in convulsing contractions as her body rhythmically clenched and spasmed and milk his cock in a fit of extremely heightened sexual enjoyment. At this point, she could do nothing but let her tongue hang from her mouth, it feeling far too big to be in there, and make a slew of pleased noises in response to the knot fucking. She felt a sudden shudder in his thrusts, and her mind turned to mush from ecstatic joy. She wanted nothing more than to take his cock forever, to be his cumdump until his balls were as wrinkled and pruned as dried Sitrus berries. 

  His thrusts shuddered just once, and his balls drew up close to his body for Taylor to see. She watched as his knot thickened constantly, and rather quickly. It was now the size of a Voltorb again, and yet she was taking it in and out of her sodden fuck box with nothing more than mild difficulty. She saw his balls shudder, and she broke out in a fit of giggling moans, her voice finally returning, only to give into a cock broken stupor. His hips slammed in once, twice, and thrice more, each harder than before before she felt the first molten torrent of cum blasting her overstretched womb. She could see it, blasting in so deeply that it rippled the skin of the bulge in her cleavage. She could feel it too, not only the mind breaking orgasmic shudders, but the simple way the hot liquid sloshed and ran like a river between the stretched layers of her womb and between her cleavage. It was audible too, like a hose filling up a fleshy bottle. That's all she was, a cum receptacle for him. She screamed in orgasmic delight, giggling all the way. 

   His last 3 pre-climax thrusts set the standard for how rough and brutal he was though. Even as he came he had given up or simply dismissed the idea letting it idly pump into her, and instead he actively knotted and re-knotted her cunt even as he came. He pulled his knot out and left all but his tip in her womb, the tiny hole now gaping wide as just the tip wedged in her cervix, and slammed down into her again. His cock injected her with his cum as he thrust, and her already rapidly rounding womb was so far stretched by cock that the cum was forced out. She received a warm vaginal creampie from the overflow, and watched as the gaped lips weakly tried to keep it within, but the milky white syrup pearled around his massive girth. When he next pulled back, his cock was almost absolutely coated in his overflowing fluids. Though, he knotted her again as he shot another cups worth of high pressure ball syrup into her womb. Cum exploded from her weakened pussy grip, several ounces if it rolling over his balls, but more if it going over her, seemingly everywhere. It sloshed over her rear, down her a crack and into her twitching asshole, as well as down her spine. It rolled around the massive knotted bulge of her pelvis, oddly leaving the more prominent of the bulge free from cum for now, and it instead rolling down the creases of her thighs and pooling together to slosh down her stomach. The next thrust, more cum was dragged from her and it fell off his cock in clumps as he pulled back. She giggled in pleasure, her body writhing in brain cell frying climax. 

  The next thrust, and the ones following that helped cum to squirt and roll down her body when he thrusted in, coating her entire lower half of her body in thick white sludge, it pooling against her chin in the valley of her cleavage. Then as he pulled away, she was subject to a warm rain from it as the chunky seed dripped away from his cock. She giggled and opened her mouth to get some, a few choice clumps flying into her mouth and she nearly choking on them as she was too lust drunk to decide between cum guzzling, giggling, moaning, or simply breathing. He rammed in and out and until her womb was stretching in a heavy slump against her breasts. The cum had turned her womb into a water balloon and whenever he thrust it sloshed with the thick liquid. 

  After what felt like an eternity of cunt destroying messy knotting and cum dump establishment, Cinders finally slowed his thrusts. It was about the time that his knot began to deflate once more that he finally was done with her. His balls had shrunk from the gallons of cum that he had dumped into her. He finally stepped off her arms and began to stretch, first his back half falling to the ground and sheathing one last time into her and causing cum to bubble out of her broken lips, as his front half stretched. Then, the reverse, attempting to raise his back legs and kick out one leg at a time to work off the fatigue of power fucking the young woman below him. Though, as he raised his hips he felt a strong tug, a strange pressure on his cock. Surely he had fucked her hard enough she could no longer grip his cock properly. He looked down between his legs in mild annoyance and blinked in surprise. 

  There, just her neck and shoulders on the ground, she was hanging from his cock. Most of her weight was being supported by his knotted cock, though her ruined lips did seem to be struggling to keep ahold of him as he had expected. Instead, Taylor was there, hands wrapped around the proximal side of his knot and swinging from it like it were an anchor, she keeping it in with her extended back and arm strength alone, attempting to maintain the knotting as long as she could as she wiggled her hips in loose circles as her too loose cunny lips stroked his still deflating knot with weak strokes. 

   His face slowly contorted into anger as his cock and balls began to clench, but then he saw her roller back eyes, her loosely hanging tongue and felt her ever spasming cuntflesh wrapped around his cock and realized she wasn't trying to defy him. Nay, she was just a broken cumdump of a slut trying to get her next climax, fully submissive and yet aggressively needy for her next injection of Pokémon cock. Like a druggie, she needed more cock than her body would ever be able to handle. He had broken his proud, durable trainer and made her into the world's next best cumslut. It mattered not to him anymore if she wished to clench onto his powerful cock. He simply walked back in the night air as she drug across the ground and struggled to stay knotted on him, leaving a trail of creamy sludge like a snail in their wake. 

  It mattered not if she would ever regain her sanity, but if she didn't, he didn't need a clingy cumsucker of all hours of the day, so perhaps he might just throw her to her other Pokémon and see what they would do with her. 