Chapter 23 - Elite Four Victory - Pangoro!

Author’s Note:
There was an actual sidequest in this game about Ditto’s who were pretending to be people and breaking up relationships in a town. It combined with a reader’s suggestion and this is what came out.

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“K-knock me up, Po! Breed me like the dirty little bitch I am!”

“Paaaaaaaan!” 

The big pokemon’s roar vibrated deep in Abby’s chest as he drove himself forward, the dusty black length of his cock vanishing, swallowed up by her greedy cunt as his heavy, furry balls clapped off her ass. He had his trainer in a mating press, her ankles up by her ears as he hammered her slutty little pussy with every ounce of strength he had, his whole weight slamming down into her as she cried out, hands grabbing at his broad and strong shoulders. 

“Please, Po! I need it! I - f-fuck… I need this so much!”

Her words seemed to be driving the big Pokemon into a frenzy, his hips driving down like a sledgehammer, clapping against his trainer as he did his best to breed her as she desired. Each rough, brutal thrust bulged the small woman’s stomach, Po’s heavy cock battering her insides as he threw his hips down on her again and again, punishing blows that left her reeling and gasping, short of breath and whimpering in agonized pleasure. Po's muzzle was drawn into a snarl, his eyes squeezed shut as he let his body take over for his brain, pleasure guiding his actions without any hint of restraint.

Beside the rutting pair, Abby grinned, burying her fingers between her thighs as she watched her Pokemon fuck her exact duplicate. Ditto were an amazing species of Pokemon, and she’d been astonished to find that they could take the shape of people as well as Pokemon. And when she’d found a town being plagued by a gang of troublemaking doppelgangers, she’d had something of an idea. It hadn’t taken much work to convince one of the Ditto to go along with her plan, and now Po had an exact duplicate of her he could use as hard as he wanted, without any of that pesky worry about hurting her.

And, more importantly, he had a duplicate of her that he could *breed*. 

It wasn’t just dirty talk, this time. He’d be able to knock her up - even if she wasn’t actually her. Abby got tangled over the pronouns for a second before shaking her head. It didn’t really matter, what mattered was watching her beloved Pokemon hammer an egg into her slutty womb. 

“Keep going, Po,” she panted, leaning closer and closer to the action. “Knock me up, sweetheart. Put that baby in me~”

The air absolutely reeked of sex, a thick fog of feminine arousal and male musk. It hung in the air like mist, so thick it made her eyes water as she breathed it in, her body hot and tingling. It was such a depraved and lewd scene to watch from the outside, her duplicate’s face twisted up in pleasure, eyes lidded and foggy as she whimpered happily. 

“Do I always look like that, Po?” she asked, leaning further forward until she was on all fours. Her neck craned as she watched her slutty double’s tongue lolling out of her mouth, bouncing with each devastating thrust. “So brain dead horny?”

“Pan,” came the short grunt of agreement. 

“God, I look pathetic!” The words were a purr, Abby chewing on her lip as she lifted a hand, balancing on her knees and her other hand so she could plunge her fingers back into her needy cunt, driving knuckle deep and curling her questing digits. Seeking out the little spot that always made her jerk in pleasure. 

“Make me cry more,” she ordered, the soft schlick of her fingers mingling with the clap of Po’s balls and the needy moans of her duplicate. “I…. fuck… I want to hear her scream.”

Po was well trained enough to follow his trainer’s commands, and his hips picked up the pace, becoming a black blur as they lifted and slammed back down. Gravity wasn’t enough anymore, the tough fighter was putting all the strength of his body into the thrusts now, trying to fuck *through* the wildly moaning duplicate, his cock nailing her to the dirt as she writhed and cried beneath him. The Ditto could take more than his trainer could, and this was the first time he’d ever been able to truly let himself run wild on her body. 

The duplicate’s screams were like music to Po and Abby alike, slutty cries of desperate, painful pleasure that filled their ears. A symphony of pleasure scored in the sounds of flesh. Abby felt her eyes lids flutter, her cunt clenching around her fingers as she shuddered her way through an orgasm, washing her thighs in sticky arousal even as her duplicate sprayed Po’s balls with sweet honey. The sight of it was just too much, those fat furry orbs glistening and matted… Abby crawled forward and pressed her lips against them. 

Po stopped almost on a dime, slamming himself down and holding there, grinding his cock ruthlessly against Abby’s duplicate as his trainer pushed herself face-first into his balls. Her soft lips sucked gently on them, her little pink tongue stark against the black fur. The Ditto’s juices tasted sweet and tangy on her tongue, and Po tasted like he always did, a thick and acrid flavor of salt and meat that her body had come to associate with pleasure. The real Abby groaned happily, letting her eyes drift closed as she noisily slurped on her Pokemon’s balls. Her lips spread, gently sucking one heavy orb into her mouth, drooling all over herself as her tongue wildly lavished it in spit, tracing and lashing along the broad curve of it, the taste so intense it made her head spin and her body burn hot. She lost herself for a little bit, the taste of her double and her Pokemon washing across her tongue, her face pressed against him as she indulged herself. But a growl dragged her back to reality and reminded her that she wasn’t the only one here. Po’s hips were giving ruthlessly little rocks against her double, anxious and eager to get going once more. 

Pulling back with a pop and an apologetic kiss, Abby got a front-row seat as Po shifted back into action. His hips working their way into motion once more, pounding with the force and regularity of a piston as he got going once more, finding his rhythm as the duplicate began to moan once more. Her face just inches from the action, Abby watched in infatuation as that huge, dusty black cock powered in and out of her cunt, hammering down with a spray of mingled juices, and then dragging back slowly, her lips clinging to it as it went, as if reluctant to release him for even a second. She could only imagine what it felt like, that mushroom head punishing the duplicate’s cervix, hammering at the door to her womb with ruthless brutality. Or maybe he’d already breached it, his cock buried against the back wall of her depths, drenching it in copious pre as he got ready to… 

There it was. She heard the grumble from Po and let out an eager, lustful little squeal. So close, she could see his balls tighten and ratchet up against his body, bubbling and churning as they got ready for the big show. 

“This is it,” she groaned happily, eyes locked on the action before her. “Do it, sweetheart. Breed me. Breed your slutty little trainer. Fuck an egg right into that desperate little womb. Do it. Do it, please!”

Her hot breath tickled his twitching balls as Po let out a furious, snarling roar, baring his teeth and dripping drool onto the duplicate’s face. Abby could see his cock twitch and pulse as the first shot fired, a billion virile swimmers dumped straight into that ‘human’ womb in an instant. It was almost certainly a done deal at that moment, just a drop from those hyper-virile balls would have been enough. But Po had more than just a single shot, and he held himself deep as he fired off as much as he could manage, dumping rope after rope of potent cum deep into the bucking, moaning duplicate. 

Deep inside the duplicate’s bulging, swelling stomach lash-tailed swimmers were swarming a defenseless little egg, storming the receptive bundle of nearly blank DNA and overwriting it, planting a flag in the tiny cell as it morphed to match them. Within minutes, the egg was already growing. Within the hour it would be the size of a baseball, and before the end of the day, it would be ready to be laid. 

And both Abby and Po would be able to watch their mutual fantasy come true, as the duplicate Abby laid a PokeEgg. 

But that was later, and right now Po was slowly dragging himself free with a groan, panting from the effort of the strenuous breeding. The moment his cock came clear, Abby shoved her face into the gap between them, her lips kissing her own gaped, ruined cunt. The thick, salty taste of cum coated her tongue as she began to eat her own duplicate out with rough desperation. Po’s cock, still slick and dripping, slapped against the side of her face as her eyes fogged over, any sense of restraint lost as she pushed herself into their mingled cloud of pheromones and musk. Not that either Po or the Ditto minded, either. Pokemon conceived and laid quite quickly, but they still had plenty of time before the Ditto would be passing the egg, and what better way to spend it with a little bit of clean-up? 

And maybe another round or two - they had the time and Po was always willing to give the real Abby another shot at their shared fantasy.