Kray wished he could enjoy the pleasant weather that the afternoon was affording him out the vast plains he was presently flying over. The Charizard idly tugged at the strap around his neck that kept his knapsack close to his chest. The red scarf flapped about in the breeze with every flap of his wings while the Pokémon himself scanned the ground for a location he really didn’t want to be headed towards. All-too-soon, however, the dark forest dungeon loomed in his eyesight. He sighed and even shuddered a little. “Ammon, you fool. Why’d you go and get yourself lost in a place like that?” he wondered aloud.

Kray transitioned into a glide as he retrieved a hastily-written note from his knapsack, scanning it over again and worrying, tail flame flickering as a result. The unofficial explorer sighed as he read over the plight of the young Buizel boy that had gotten lost. Ammon had been wanting to be an explorer himself for ages, and the youth often ventured into places he shouldn’t. Now he was lost, deep in a place that even Kray wasn’t keen on exploring (particularly since he wasn’t a part of a guild and had no backup), and being a close friend of the Buizel’s family, Kray insisted that he take the mission upon himself personally. The family wasn’t very worried since Ammon often went out on his own for days at a time, as young Pokémon are wont to do, but they appreciated Kray volunteering to check up on him.

Kray’s worries grew as he descended towards the dark forest, wondering where he should start. He lamented more than anything the loss of his explorer badge at this point, a previous mission ending rather roughly for the Charizard. Kray was hoping he could swoop in, find Ammon, and fly out without any trouble, but the large, thick trees and the dangerous Pokémon residing in the forest would be obstacles in any sort of quick escape he could have planned. Kray banked and slowly turned in his glide, his claws nearly scraping the treetops of the dark forest he knew he was going to have to plunge into sooner or later. In vain, the Charizard sniffed the skies for any signs of a Buizel scent. No luck. He eventually came to a halt, turning vertical and beating his wings enough to hover in place. His tail constantly swished to keep it aloft, to prevent any trees from catching fire from the tail flame that burned brightly. Kray scanned over the overly-thick tree tops and knew that he’d just have to make his best guess, find a thinner spot, and dive right in. It didn’t take long for the procrastinating Charizard to do so, spotting a sliver of opening down into the depths of the dungeon. Kray gulped, held his breath, and dove headfirst straight into the dark forest.

The relative silence shattered as the breaking of branches and loud rustling of leaves announce Kray’s incursion into the dungeon. He held his claws in front of his face as he descended, only just managing to swing his lower half down to land heavily onto the forest floor. The Charizard flicked his wings and shook his head to brush off the tree debris he’d accumulated and immediately began scanning the forest. His tail flame was the only source of light along with the small gap his body had made in the trees; it was otherwise completely black in the dark forest.

Glowing eyes watched the intruder from a safe distance while Kray nervously set off to find Ammon. Kray allowed his tail flame to grow just a bit so he could at least see where he was going, as he kept his wings clung tight against his body. It was a battle of wanting to see versus attracting any unwanted attention, and while the Fire-type could hold his own in a fight, the last thing he wanted to encounter was a gang of rabid Mankey or other such fierce opponents known to roam the dungeon. Every so often Kray would stop and sniff at the air, hoping that a Buizel’s scent could be easily detected among all the wildly-growing flora of the dungeon. He took careful steps along the forest floor to continue his stealthy way through, although he did have to resort to calling out the lost Buizel’s name after an hour of no luck. “Ammon?”

The first few attempts yielded no results. Eyes continued watching from afar but did not disrupt the explorer’s search. After nearly tripping down a sudden steep hill, however, a familiar squeaky voice reached Kray. “Help!” The Charizard’s heart lurched and he sprang down the hill steadily, swiveling his head and neck to try and find the source of Ammon’s plea.

“Ammon, where are you?”

“Down here!” came the lost Buizel’s voice. Kray about-faced and noticed his fire light echoing against some ripples of a small pond. The source of the ripples led to the form of a small young Buizel, waving a finned leg at the familiar sight. “Kray! I can’t believe you’re here!”

“I can’t believe you’re here, Ammon! You know better!” The Charizard stomped over to the edge of the pond and beckoned with a claw. “Come on, we gotta get you out of here.” The Buizel bashfully obliged, crawling out of the water and shaking himself dry before huddling near Kray’s belly. The Charizard was digging into his knapsack, lifting his tail near his head so he could see in.

Ammon leaned against the warm scales of the Fire-type and looked up curiously. “What is it?”

“I don’t have my badge on me and I’m pretty sure I’ve been watched this whole time,” the Charizard said tersely. “The only way we’re getting out of here in one piece is if I don’t have to worry about you.” Kray’s eyes lit up as he clutched out from his sack a few green plump berries. He immediately shoved them in his gullet, explaining to the confused-looking Buizel what his plans were with puffed-out cheeks. “I’m gonna eat you.”

“You’re what?!” Ammon gasped, tracking the bulges down Kray’s throat as the Charizard gulped down the berries. Kray wiped his mouth and grasped to Ammon’s back, hefting him up. “Hey, wait!”

“Don’t worry, you’ll be fine,” Kray assured, giving his belly an assuring pat. “Those berries I ate should stifle any kind of digestion for several hours. We’ll make our way out of the forest and then I’ll let you out, okay? You can trust me on this.” Ammon hung in the grasp of the Charizard, shivering and looking quite unsure. “Really, you can.”

“Well...” Ammon peeked about, and just noticed many slivers in the darkness, glowing eyes staring right at him. He cringed and nodded hastily to Kray. “Okay fine sure, just let me out quick okay?” he demanded. Kray nodded, the Charizard’s own eyes glazing over, looking to Ammon not as a lost friend, but a meal. The Buizel shivered again.

Kray didn’t waste any time. The Buizel, despite the reassurances, still cringed when he looked up to the Charizard’s head. Kray licked his lips, eyes glazing over in hunger and boring down at the small Water-type held in his clutches. Ammon felt Kray’s claws squeeze at his body a little as drool began to leak off of Kray’s scaly lips. Temporary or no, the Charizard couldn’t help but salivate in anticipation of the Buizel meal he was about to devour. Ammon scrunched his eyes shut just as Kray opened his jaws wide, wanting this to be over as quick as possible. He couldn’t shut out the sound of the jaws smacking apart or the heated, anticipating exhale Kray took. The Charizard tongue lolled out of his gaping mouth, the back of the throat twitching and dark, teeth and inner cheeks glistening against the light from Kray’s tail. Ammon felt a rush as Kray hefted him right up into those jaws, his fur immediately getting coated in hot, slimy drool. He winced as his body slid up across the awaiting thick Charizard tongue, chest and stomach pressed up into so that Kray’s taste buds could get an immediate taste to quell the aching desires the Charizard couldn’t suppress.

Instinct took over from there. Ammon opened his eyes out of morbid curiosity, just in time for his muzzle to squelch up against the back of Kray’s throat and peer deep down the dark gullet. What little light came in with him was snuffed out when strong Charizard jaws closed around the young Buizel boy’s body, lips sealing around all but the twitching, flicking tail tips of the Buizel. Ammon huffed when he heard a delighted murmur of pleasure rumbled all around him, slobber drizzling down from the roof of the mouth as the tongue lapped and slurped all over the Water-type. “H-hey, knock it off! J-j-just get it over with already would you? I can’t take this for very l– Gah!!” Ammon got his wish before he could even finish speaking, his head and shoulders swallowed down into the slimy Charizard throat, the scaly neck noisily stretching out to accommodate his small form. Kray’s eyes rolled as he brought his tongue up and around the Buizel once more, lapping and slurping without any regard to the fact that he was eating a dear friend and he had to be careful.

Lucky for Ammon, Kray couldn’t control what his stomach did, and the berries Kray ate prior were doing their job at suppressing the generation of any stomach acids. The hungry grumbles and groans from the belly below still carried on, however, which didn’t leave the Buizel with much assurance that he’d be okay. A loud slurping noise suddenly sounded out from behind Ammon, feeling his flicking tails slip past pursed Charizard lips and get bunched up against his butt. Ammon whined a little despite being removed from the greater danger of the dungeon, kicking his hind legs feebly as he straddled the tasting, slurping Charizard tongue. Kray mumbled happily, a drool-drenched grin on his face, as he gulped several more times. Ammon lost his breath as his chest and belly were squeezed into the tight fleshy esophagus, throat muscles pulling and tugging him along the greedy tongue. Kray cupped that tongue right up against the Buizel’s backside and lathered the cheeks in more sticky slobber, dragging it back and forth several times as the Charizard prolonged the ordeal. His orange neck stuck out with many Buizel bulges as he ate Ammon, head tilted up to further accentuate it as he ate his friend alive.

Kray’s senses returned to him when he heard a loud, muffled, annoyed grumbling from his throat. His stomach, too, groaned in protest from a lack of food, it and Ammon in odd agreement. The Charizard sighed but he knew that they were right: This was no time to savor or dawdle, and it’s not like the Buizel was a meal… though his taste said different. All the same, Kray squished his tongue up against Ammon’s rear, the forked tip pressing up to either side of the tails’ dock. Ammon couldn’t help but squirm fiercely despite everything, unable to control his fight-or-flight survival instincts as the Pokémon got devoured. Kray clenched his eyes shut and threw his head upward until his snout pointed straight to the blotted-out sky. He swallowed hard once, twice, and an elongated third time, tongue and throat muscles guiding the rest of the Buizel downward. Ammon was swallowed whole following a last smaller gulp, his body bulging outward down the lengthy Charizard neck. Kray sighed in satisfaction and relief as Ammon’s tight, squelching journey was felt up by a curious Charizard claw, the Buizel bulges disappearing down into the Fire-type. A muffled slosh and a jiggling creamy belly indicated Ammon’s new home, and Kray patted his stomach while licking his lips. “Oooh, I hate to admit it Ammon but you were delicious.” Kray couldn’t hear anything but muffled complaints from within his belly, making the Charizard chuckle some as he scoped out the area. “I know it’s not ideal but at least you’re safe now.”

As Kray began to find a way out of the dangerous dungeon Ammon was forced to get acclimated with his new surroundings. Slimy stomach walls were pressing in on him from all sides as goopy Charizard saliva continued to trickle in from the now-sealed stomach sphincter. He groaned as his body was slathered in berry mush, though the Buizel was grateful that he didn’t smell or hear or feel any stomach acids tickling his hide. Ammon did his best to curl into a little Buizel ball, legs against his chest and belly, tails tucked up and held tight. He tried thinking about lots of other things, clenching his eyes shut in the pitch black swaying stomach, though he found it hard to concentrate on anything other than the fact that he was just eaten alive and was now compacted into a Pokémon belly! “Please hurry up Kray,” he said, too quiet to be heard at all outside the gut. “I’m scared...”

Kray’s journey out of the dungeon wasn’t difficult, and he thanked his lucky stars for it. Whatever eyes were upon him and Ammon before seemed to have vanished, and he was able to return to his point of ingress by way of seeing the light peeking through the holes he’d made through the floral canopy. Flying out through thick branches was a great way to injure a wing, so finding the hole was key. Kray gratefully spread his wings and flew up through the hole, vertical body easing into a horizontal position as he skimmed the tree tops and headed for Ammon’s home. His belly, sagging from the added weight of Buizel, swung to and fro, tickling the treetops occasionally. The Charizard nearly made it beyond the dungeon when a shadow along the treetops caught his eye. He looked up just in time for another Flying-type Pokémon to descend next to him. A familiar one! The Pidgeotto glided down to fly level with Kray and asked the unofficial explorer for a favor. When the Charizard hesitated (not admitting he had a client sulking and scrunched up in his stomach), his Pidgeotto friend insisted that it would be a quick task and it would really help him out of a jam. Kray weighed the decision in his mind a moment and came to the conclusion that since it was a quick favor, Ammon could spend just a little longer in his currently-inert stomach. Plus, he reasoned, spending a little longer stuck in a belly may teach the Buizel boy a lesson or two about potential consequences of going out into a dangerous dungeon all by himself!

Ammon felt a big sway of the gut as Kray banked to change directions and follow the Pidgeotto to his destination. “A-any minute now...” he assured himself, the Buizel starting to wonder what was taking Kray so long. He knew that once the Charizard was airborne it wouldn’t be too long before he was released, but the minutes kept ticking away and there was still no signs that Kray was going to let him go. More minutes passed and Ammon could hear vague, muffled voices talking… at least three or four. Kray’s was the loudest and boomed all around him in the stomach, though he couldn’t make out what any of them were saying or doing. Kray and the other Pokémon were, in fact, telling jokes and idly chit-chatting as they were all pitching in with the work the Pidgeotto needed doing. All good friends, Kray and the rest found it easy to converse and joke and pass the time while they got the job done.

The Charizard’s bulging belly let out a groan every now and then, which startled Ammon, but it was nothing threatening… but Kray wasn’t even paying attention to it. Kray did know that the berries didn’t last forever, and the noisier his stomach got, the less time the Buizel had. He carried on with the favor and, as the Pidgeotto promised, it was done and over with in no time at all. Kray had a nagging feeling at the back of his head that he was forgetting something, and it was just about to blossom into a reminder of Ammon when another Flying-type Pokémon swooped in to make him forget. This time it was a messenger Pelipper, letter in beak, flying urgently to reach the Fire-type explorer. Kray received the letter and read it, eyes bulging in the process: An emergency mission was just dispatched to him and any other explorers, guild-affiliated or otherwise, in the entire area! It was an all-claws-on-deck situation, and Kray knew he couldn’t turn down the call. With his mind gearing up for the mission ahead, he waved good-bye to his friends and took off, in the opposite direction of Ammon’s home.

It took the better part of an hour for Kray to reach the destination where the mission was taking place. He was fretting how long it was taking, knowing it was far away and that he wasn’t the fastest flier. He kept going over what his plans were to help out, not paying any mind to the more-frequent grumbles going on within his cream-colored belly. Nor the occasional gurgle or muffled whine that was emanating from it. Nothing was pulling Kray away from his concentration once he had a mission to tend to. Though all the planning and worrying was for naught, as when the Charizard safely landed in front of a particularly nasty-looking dungeon, he found a lot of explorer Pokémon already there, walking away from it! He checked his notes again and peeked up to confirm that, indeed, the target Pokémon that had been captured for ransom was safe and sound, in the clutches of a fellow explorer Pokémon, and didn’t look any worse for wear. Kray sighed in relief just as his stomach continued to gurgle and groan, the muffled pleas and squeals from inside no longer paired with them.

“All’s well that ends well,” Kray said to himself with a chuckle, when the nagging sensation appeared again. He idly pawed over his grumbling stomach and pondered why he felt like he was forgetting something… “Oh yeah! The Buizel family! I was gonna go stay the night there!” His half-correct memory led the Charizard to once more take flight, this time in the direction of the Buizel’s home. Being a friend of the family, it wasn’t the first time he’d stayed the night there, though Kray couldn’t remember exactly why he was asked to stay this time around. “Maybe they want me there in case their nosy neighbors start snooping around again,” he chuckled, knowing how intimidating he could look when he wanted to be. As he flew, his bubbling, churning stomach sagged and swayed, any visible Buizel bulges slowly congealing into a smoother, rounder mass that threatened to add to the Charizard’s overall physique.

It was well past sunset when Kray finally made it to the Buizel home. He was grateful that he was staying here as opposed to having to wing it all the way back to his place: His wings ached and he was tired all over from all the excitement and adventure he’d gone through that day. The Charizard quietly landed and folded up his strained wings, easing his way into the Buizel home and dimming his tail flame. Knowing the place by heart, he maneuvered his way along the homestead into the guest bedroom, where a big comfortable bed awaited him. The tired charizard yawned, tail flat to the ground and swishing about idly. Kray was too tired to notice a set of eyes peeking out from another bedroom, staring at the Fire-type Pokémon and watching him flop heavily onto the soft bed. Kray rolled onto his back and leg his arms and legs splay outward and upward, the Charizard too tired to bother with blankets.

The watcher from beyond the bedroom got a good look between the Fire-type’s legs, ignoring his large, sagging stomach that the watcher could just hear churning away softly. The Buizel, a smaller female who happened to be Ammon’s sister, fell to all fours and walked across the hall into the guest bedroom, not taking her eyes off of Kray. She watched the dangling tail tip flick back and forth near the floor of the bedroom, tail flame flickering harmlessly. The Buizel bit her lower lip as she gazed up that tail until again settling it firmly on the package the male Charizard had, ball sac resting comfortably on the tail base and cock sheathed. A tingling urge twinged between the Buizel’s legs as she climbed onto the bed and settled between Kray’s inner thigh and his tail, eyes locked to the Charizard sheathe as she licked her lips hungrily.

Kray was half-asleep and ready for his day to be over when he felt something pawing around his thigh, and eventually his sheathe. He blinked awake just as he felt a slimy lick, picking his head up and recognizing the Buizel that was sloppily trying to wake up another part of him. “Dazzle?” he mumbled, making the Buizel girl bolt her head up. She blushed furiously, snout twitching a little, before she went down on him again, trying to feel him up and stretch her maw around his slit. One quick sniff of the air told Kray all he needed to know: The young female was in heat. It explained why she wasn’t just nestling up to his side for a warm snuggle like she usually did at night. Kray blushed slightly, but he couldn’t deny his natural reaction to the attempted blowjob. To Dazzle’s delight, the Charizard cock began emerged and stiffened before her eyes. Said eyes fluttered slightly as Dazzle tried sinking her yawning jaws down over the tip. Kray grunted, shifting about on the mattress at the unexpected turn of events.

“Dazzle… you sure you wanna do this?” Kray’s meager resistance, half-asleep and feeling really good between the legs, had him waning. Dazzle, whose lips were locked around Kray’s twitching cock tip, murmured hazily that she wasn’t going to stop. Her loins ached and the large male’s scent was intoxicating to her. The Buizel lay flat on her stomach atop the base of Kray’s tail, her hind legs dangled over either side, tails up in the air and flicking erratically. Kray, getting that response from the Buizel, let his head rest up against the headboard of the bed. His twitching erection fully extended, and he let out a small, guttural growl of pleasure. His tail flame kicked up a notch, safely dangling away from the horny Dazzle, who began to sloppily blow the Charizard in earnest. Kray winced as she softly bit down, and it was obvious that this Buizel was not that experienced.

“Urf… Don’t bite, Dazzle. Just let it flow inward. Make use of those paws of yours too.” Kray moaned some when a few more inches of his dick slipped deeper into the Buizel’s maw, tip tickling her throat. Dazzle did her best not to gag but she was oddly relaxed, completely under the influence of her heat and letting some carnal instincts drive her actions. She took in the more experienced Pokémon’s advice all the same, though, bringing her limp fore paws up to the throbbing, heated shaft and hugging around it. She began to jerk at the shaft, squeezing with what little strength she had to offer, nose pointed down at Kray’s crotch, trying to take in as much of his hypnotic malehood that she was able to. Kray splayed his legs apart, ball sac twitching and groaning, matched only by the occasional gurgle coming from his stomach that was still working on digesting his Buizel meal from earlier. Kray’s tail tip began to sway back in forth as the Charizard’s body flooded with pleasure, Dazzle managing to get her lips around the halfway point of his shaft and seal around them, suckling and gulping against the tip that just started poking into her throat.

Dazzle moaned and her eyes were closed by now. Her paws clung and jerked up and down the throbbing Charizard cock, it becoming slick with escaping drool as well as precum that was oozing from the excited tip of Kray. Kray allowed himself to relax and let Dazzle do all the work, the edge of his currently-pudgier belly sagging down against the Buizel’s quiff and further ensnaring her in his musky odor. The bedroom was quiet save for the sounds of Dazzle sucking Kray off, her lewd slurps further driving the pair closer to climax. Dazzle’s own nethers were leaking clear, viscous fluid, excitement pulsating through her in-heat body as she went down on Kray. She clenched her hinds around the thick Charizard tail she was mounted on and idly dragged her body and inch back and forth.

It didn’t take much longer for Dazzle to finish. Her pussy clenched around thin air as it pressed against the underside of Kray’s tail, the Charizard hearing and feeling spurts of femcum drizzle over him. The scent reached his nostrils and he rolled his eyes, leaning up to reach with a claw down at the spasming Buizel’s head. Dazzle was too out of it to feel a Charizard claw latch just behind her, pressing her head down against the throbbing, pre-leaking penis that she was forced to swallow into her throat. The tight muscles pulsated around while her tongue lapped tasted cock, paws gripping as tight as possible. Kray moaned as that sent him over the edge, pushing Dazzle’s head down further until her chin bumped his contracting balls. She felt the cock throb thickly as a wad of cum made its way up, a series of muffled splut splt splurts following. Dazzle’s cheeks inflated with every spasm from Kray, which was necessarily followed up by a deep, loud swallow. Streams of off-white jizz flew from her mouth around the edges of the base of the cock spearing her maw, balls, tail, and buizel chest fur stained with the heated seed. “Ahhh...” Kray moaned as he finally removed his claw well after he was spent. Dazzle immediately came up for air, jaws agape, a string of cum bowing between her lips and his cock tip. Remnants ran down Kray’s cock as he saw a pile of spent cum inside Dazzle’s mouth, nestled on the base of her tongue. She groaned and clenched her jaws closed, eyes squinting as she took a final heavy swallow of Kray’s gift. She panted and moaned, slipping back forward and resting, sprawled across Kray’s tail base and now-inert ball sac.

“Wow...” Dazzle squeaked after a moment or two of recovery, not noticing the Charizard dick still twitching before her. “That was… amazing… Kray. I-I’ve been feeling funny like that for a few days and since you were here and I could… s-see you… I just...” She blinked and looked up dizzily, noticing the Charizard not paying attention to her ramblings. She tried focusing her vision, and swore she could see his nostrils flare. Kray licked his lips, grinning down at the Buizel girl.

“You sure that’s all you need? Didn’t even get to experience what it’s like to have someone inside you.” Dazzle blinked stupidly and just started to try to make her way past Kray’s thighs, to rest her fatigued body up near his warm, strong form. She just about made it to the mattress when she felt a sharp tug at the base of her tails. She let out a breathless squeak as she was hefted up, butt pointed right at Kray’s snout, as he gave a sniff of her spent loins. He mumbled hungrily, Dazzle seeing the twitching, stained cock as active and erect as ever. “I’m not finished yet, Dazzle.”

Dazzle squeaked and tried to call out, but found her world spinning when Kray suddenly rolled over onto her. His plush, gurgling belly sprawled over top Dazzle, pinning her against the soft mattress and forcing her mouth closed. She panicked and tried to flail, but found she could only move her splayed hind legs across the blankets in which she was pinned. The Charizard’s belly pushed down against Dazzle’s back, her tails not even free as they were sandwiched between the two. “Mmf!” Her muffled cries weren’t enough to escape the girth of the Pokémon pinning her. Kray licked his lips and hunkered forward, tail in the air and flicking excitedly. His ball sac dangled as his twitching member advanced forward until the tip played about between Dazzle’s butt cheeks. The slickened hole awaiting him was easy enough to find by feel alone, and the now-eager Charizard didn’t stop himself from delving into what Dazzle had been willingly offering up until just a minute ago. “Mmff!”

Kray let his tongue hang out with a smile on his lips as his dick squelched into the sopping Buizel vagina. The tight walls were perfect for getting him really going again, shaft throbbing and pulsating in sync with his own heart rate, balls twitching of their own accord already. He was able to drive his tip inward a few inches and started from there, raising his rear upward some, then crashing down with his cock nestled between the nether lips of the struggling Buizel under him. Each slow hump made the mattress they were on squeak and groan, but it nevertheless held their combined weight as the Charizard properly rutted the pinned, heated Buizel. Despite it all Dazzle could feel those similar sensations building again. She tried to call out his name, tell him to stop, but she couldn’t get much more than muffled grunts and squeals out. Kray’s bulging stomach sagged over either of her sides, leaving just her Buizel butt protruding out from under him. Said rump jiggled a bit each time Kray humped inward, the Charizard diving an inch deeper, precum mingling with the spent fluids of Dazzle.

Kray splayed his claws over either side of the bed, gripping to the edges of the sheets as some modicum of leverage, as his knees were sunk deeper than Dazzle into the mattress proper. His stomach jostled about as he fucked Dazzle, balls swaying and twitching while he worked closer and closer towards a second orgasm. Dazzle, with no nearing climax to distract or cloud her, just felt sweaty and bloated with the devoured cum in her belly and the thick Charizard member driving deeper into her vagina as time ticked on. Every second stretched out to minutes for the Buizel while Kray had his way with her, the Charizard conversely feeling like time was flying. In almost no time at all it felt like he was building up for another release, the Fire-type picking up the pace with his rutting and thrusting deeper simultaneously. He stretched the Buizel girl to her limit, only fitting a little over half of his throbbing shaft into her before the tip was constrained by the womb itself. Once buried in as deep as he could go, Kray gritted his teeth and humped as fast as his body would allow. Dazzle was beside herself at this point, eyes partially rolled into her head, legs no longer moving, in an utter daze as her slickened inner walls gripped and teased the penetrating erection. She unwittingly orgasmed a second time that evening, though unlike the previous time there was much less flow. Her inner walls clenched hard as femcum spurted out in thin streaks around the cock that was plugging her snatch tight.

With a second orgasm rocking her system Dazzle had no energy left to resist, and Kray took full advantage of that. He gyrated his hips and felt his balls clench again, much more engaged than they were with the inexperienced blowjob he got earlier. Now he was in charge and was showing Dazzle how it was done. The thick Charizard penis bulged out, the hot seed pushing between the wet nether lips of Dazzle and sinking through her quickly. Dazzle felt something hot and sticky splatter all over her insides, making her feel far more bloated than before, loud SPLURRRRT SPLT SPLUT SPLLLLTs ringing in her ears despite her pinned state. Kray growled and his tail flame roared, his ball sac visibly clenching upward with each thrust of ejaculation. Cum spewed out in gobs around his orgasming cock, dousing the Buizel butt and the sheets with his jizz.

When both orgasms had subsided, Kray slowly rolled off of his pinned partner. His cock slurched free from her backside, a flood of cum pouring out and leaking down onto the bed. His twitching member gradually softened as Dazzle groaned, blinking against what little light the excited tail flame granted. Dazzle whimpered but managed to slosh her way off the bed. This time, Kray didn’t do anything to stop her, and the Buizel no longer felt the gripping thirst of heat. She waddled on all fours, limping back to her own bedroom, leaking droplets of cum and her own sexual fluids along the way.

Kray certainly wasn’t expecting to get such an ambush. He yawned wildly and was asleep in minutes. The Charizard’s body after his adventures of the day and what he just went through wiped him out thoroughly, the Fire-type having a dreamless sleep from then until the morning, when he woke up feeling quite refreshed. Kray sat up and groaned, having slept on a wing a little oddly. He slid out of the bed, wearily making sure to not step foot in evidence of what transpired last night, and gingerly stretched them out. Once he’d worked out the kink in his wing and was awake enough to see straight, Kay lumbered lazily out of the guest bedroom of the Buizel home, heading towards the exit. He was stopped by another Buizel who’d managed to intercept him before he left, catching Kray a little off-guard.

“Good morning, Kray!” she said with a smile, sidling up to the larger Pokémon. Kray looked back towards the guest bedroom, then down at the motherly figure. Either she didn’t notice anything from last night, or she simply didn’t care. Either way, Kray was able to avoid an awkward conversation. He opened his mouth to excuse himself when she asked, “Were you able to find out where Ammon’s gotten to?”

Relief flooded Kray. At least he could leave after giving some good news! Memories from yesterday were revitalized by the simple question, and once more the Charizard opened his mouth to answer. Then he froze, eyes widening, claw still posed in the air with a single digit pointed up. He remembered finding Ammon and eating him to get him safely out of the dungeon. And he’d never forget to eat the berries that would suppress digestion! But after planning to let him out once leaving the forest, Kray obviously landed and…

And…

“Oops.” Kray looked down at his stomach, which was a bit pudgier than he was used to. He smiled awkwardly to the Buizel looking perplexed, and idly gave his gut a prod. A soft groan emanated, the belly very soft and round, and clearly no longer containing a little Buizel he ate almost 24 hours prior. “I-I mean, no! I found a few leads but haven’t managed to track him down yet.”

“Well that’s a shame,” the Buizel sighed. “Was really hoping he’d be back by breakfast this morning.” She put her paws on her hips and shook her head. “Think you can find him some time to–”

“Of course!” Kray blurted. “I’ll definitely go looking more today, ma’am. I’m sure he’s… fine...”

“Well good,” she smiled. “Say, you wouldn’t want some breakfast before you go, do you?”

“No I… Er… Had more than enough yesterday to get me started today.” Kray gave his stomach a firm pat, which guiltily wobbled inches from her face. “So, gotta go!” Kray didn’t wait for another response, hastily exiting the Buizel home and taking wing to the sky. Kray hefted a sigh of relief, one that morphed into a guilty belch. Lucky for him he was far enough away from the Buizel home to leave any incriminating evidence behind. The Charizard sighed, wondering when, or if, he would ever be able to break the news. “I’ll worry about that later,” he yawned, giving his swaying stomach an idle scratch. “Gonna go home and have a nice long nap...”

Grrrmble…

“...Right after I get something to eat.”