Arbok slithered toward a rotten log and flicked his tongue, positive this was where the trail ended. Hours ago he had tasted the lingering scent of an ekans in the air, a young one at that. Female, lacking any other indicator of family or friends. She was all he had detected. 

Perfect.

But where was she? Decaying wood smelled horrible, yes, but not to the extent of masking the musk of a fellow serpent. She was here. She had to be. Then where?

He circled the small downed tree multiple times, searching for anything suspicious. Then on the fourth pass, just when he was about to let out a frustrated hiss, he spotted it: a sliver of a purple tail, sticking out from a small hole in the log. An impressive hiding spot, he had to give her that. But the jig was up.

The arbok chuckled to himself as he wrapped his body around the log, blocking all routes of potential escape. It wouldn’t do for the no-doubt slippery serpent to flee from him only to find her end at the claws of some unsavory pokemon.

He wasn’t here to harm the poor thing, after all.

Area secured, he used the tip of his tail to yank the ekans out of her hiding spot, who immediately awoke and hissed loudly in his face. But the terrified hissing cut off just as quickly when she saw his face. “M-mommy?” the ekans choked out. “You came back?”

He felt a twinge of guilt as his parental instincts flared to life. “Sorry, little one.” His deep, obviously male voice had her go from hopeful to terrified in an instant. The feeling of guilt increased. “But don’t feel too bad: I’m here to take care of you. No ekans should have to live all by themselves! Are you cold? Hungry? I have just the thing for cute little orphans such as yourself!”

He couldn’t help but eye her lithe form as he gave her time to process his words, drinking in the sight of what would one day be an attractive arbok. She’d need some more meat on her, and definitely a bath, but that was for the future. For now he’d settle for the adorable cocksleeve that she was.

Subtly, he nudged her away from the log and began curling around her proper. Soon she was snug as could be within his coils, his head towering above it all. 
 
She glanced around during those moments of silence, and quickly began to hyperventilate. Likely upon noticing the whole ‘encircled thing’. “Oh, that? I’m only trying to keep you warm, sweetie. Isn’t it toasty in here? Much better than a dirty old log, is it not?” 

“Um.” The ekans' breathing returned to normal and she relaxed her tense muscles, but he could still tell she was nervous. She looked away shly, her tail giving a cute flick and accidentally gifting him with his first glimpse of her nearly invisible vent. “Mommy told me strange arbok are mean…”

“Well, yes,” he agreed, to which she reared back. “But not me! I see how alone you are. I want to help. Can I help, little one? I have food~” He smiled at the teasing tone of his voice; he had to seem as friendly as possible. 

The ekans lifted her head up higher. “You do?” 

There was a flicker of renewed hope in her voice—a sparkle in her eyes. So naive, so adorable… it made his loins twitch. In fact, this entire situation had him growing hard, his twin lengths at full mast just from imagining that tight throat and untouched cloaca he’d soon be inside. It wasn’t very difficult to trick a young, orphaned ekans into swallowing a cock, after all. 

He nodded, hissing in good humor. “Indeed! I have two recent catches right here!” He moved his underbelly into view, his tail coiled around it in just the right way to look like he was holding struggling prey. But these weren’t prey. These two fleshy, pink, flattened lengths were anything but prey.

The innocent thing didn’t question him, already salivating at the sight of meat. “I’ve never seen prey like this before." She tilted her head and flicked out her tongue, a small smile growing across her muzzle. "They look yummy!”

He squeezed his tail around his cocks at that statement, making them bob and sending a burst of pleasure up his spine. “And they are all for you. Dig in, before they escape!” 

The ekans’s pupils dilated and she pounced, wrapping herself around his left cock before he could so much as hiss. The feeling of a toothless, moist maw trying its best to consume him was already too much. She was soft, so unbelievably warm.

It took all his willpower not to blow a load right then and there.

“G-good girl,” he praised, squirming as the ekans unhinged her jaw and slowly swallowed him. Slick heat surrounded him on all sides, muscular undulations pulling him deeper and deeper down her tight throat. The temptation to hump was overwhelming. He resisted. Barely. “You breathing okay?”

She hummed around his dick. He could feel the air-tube under her tongue inflating and deflating against his cock. Without such a clever adaptation this entire encounter would have been impossible.

“G-good! Don’t want you choking on your first meal in what I imagine is weeks, hm?” He grunted as she opened her mouth wider before shutting it with a gulp, swallowing his blunted tip like a champ. The bump in her throat was growing quite large already. 

Distracted as she was with her ‘meal’, he decided it was time to enact part two of the plan. So he uncoiled his tail around his cocks, revealing that they jutted out of his cloaca and weren’t actually caught prey. Obviously. Not that she noticed, eyes closed with bliss as she continued to consume the dinner he had so graciously provided.

Not even halfway done and already he could feel his tip pressing up against the entrance to her long stomach. She cooed as, with a powerful flex of her insides, her stomach opened up and received him in a warm hug. Like his cock was a long lost friend. 

He grunted at the feeling of such soft, strong muscles massaging his length, wringing it for all the cum he had. It wouldn’t be long now. 

Before she wised up and realized she wasn’t actually eating what she thought she was, Arbok used his now-freed tail tip to wrap around the ekans’ tail and drag it over to his other cock. She squirmed a bit at that, her internal muscles giving the most amazing of flutters, but she was too engaged in swallowing him; she couldn’t actually do anything about it.

He smoothly repositioned her lower underbelly to hover above his cock, his tip resting just shy of her tail proper. It didn’t take much feeling around before he found her cloaca, soft and warm as it was. Not wet, though. Definitely not wet. She was too innocent for that.

For now.

It was too much. The feel of her untouched vent; the all-encompassing caress of her powerful throat; even the tiny hisses of delight she made as she felt fuller and fuller by the moment. He hadn’t even shoved his other cock inside her and already he was about to sully her stomach with his load. 

“Arceus, you feel so good,” he complimented, the bundles of knots in his belly moments from unraveling. “You’ve earned this, little ekans. E-enjoy your dinner!” The cock inside her jerked once before unleashing a rush of warmth up his shaft, and he hissed as the first ropes of mind-blowing pleasure filled the ekans’ gut. 

Again and again he ejaculated, not even bothering to pretend he wasn’t fucking her anymore as he cried out, “Yes! Take it! Take my seed, you little cocksleeve! I’m cumming so hard inside your tight gut!”

Still hissing, he forced his other tip more firmly against that nubile vent under her tail, making Ekans herself squeal at the no-doubt confusing sensation. She gulped one last time and her muzzle impacted his vent with a lewd slap, the cock inside her spilling months of pent-up seed inside her previously empty tummy. Her stomach grumbled and gurgled audibly, her muscles squeezing as she went from dangerously empty to visibly full.

Her eyes shot open to the sight of his vent, and she wiggled to try and get away. This only further stimulated his now-sheathed cock. 

Best. Orgasm. Ever.

“I love it when they finally realize something is wrong,” he said, dropping all pretense as his tone dripped with dark humor. Her eyes constricted to such a small slit he couldn’t even see her pupils. He went on with a chuckle. “The struggling, the helplessness as they choke on my cock! And the sweet, sweet innocence of a pokemon hatched only seasons ago!” Even as he ejaculated he rubbed his other cock against her slowly moistening opening. “How is it, my dear? I promised you a meal, did I not? Don’t you feel full?”

Cackling, he yanked his cock out of her throat. The ekans squealed as her ‘prey’ went the wrong way, abusing her poor esophagus in ways that was never meant to be. His now-freed cock sent streaks of white across her muzzle as it mustered a final volley of spurts.

She coughed and sputtered, fluid oozing down her chin.  “I thought— I thought you were— nice!” the little ekans accused between coughing fits, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I was so,” she cut off with a loud choking sound, “so happy to have someone again! Why?!” 

Arbok made a soothing hiss. “Shhh, I am nice. Anyone else would have eaten you. Be grateful! And besides, you’re full now.”

“But that huuurt!” she complained as she rubbed her neck against his softening left cock. His right was as hard as ever, however. The perks of distinct plumbing. “Why would you feed me fake food and then—and then steal it from me! You’re meaaan!”

He blinked. “You still don’t know what happened.” It wasn’t a question. She shook her head anyways. He grinned and pushed her down harder against his cock. “Feel that tingle against your vent?” 

Sniffling, she gave a nod. “Y-yeah…”

“And remember the warmth that filled your belly?”

She nodded again but didn’t say anything.

“When I fed you, I was actually supposed to put one of my cocks in there. To breed you.”

“What?! Gross!” She paused, tilting her little head. “What’s breeding?” The fact she could be curious after what happened warmed his heart. And his cocks. 

He chuckled. “I’ll tell you later.” Later as in after you lay my eggs and give me more playthings, that is! 

Still holding tight onto her tail, he positioned her vent onto his used and soft cock, smearing ekans saliva and arbok cum all across that tight opening. 

“Lubed up and ready to go,” he said smoothly. “Excellent. Now, try and enjoy yourself. This is your first time, after all! It’ll only be as magical as you make it!”

“What do you mean—” she cut herself off with a loud hiss as Arbok speared her slickened vent with his hemipenis. He wriggled himself deeper and deeper into that impossibly tight crevice, his sounds of delight contrasting nicely to her panicked hisses. “Nooo! That’s my butt, stooop!”

“I’m inside your pussy, little ekans,” he corrected as he enjoyed her snug orifice. She pulsed urgently around him, her fleshy tunnel much too small for him. ”Your butt would be… even tighter. Ha!” She squeezed harder than any ekans had squeezed before. It was almost painful, actually. “Relaaax, you stupid noodle. I don’t want my toy to tear so soon!”

“Tear?!” She tightened up even more so at the warning, but then, after a whimper and a panicked look as she realized he wasn’t exaggerating, she obeyed. Her muscles ceased their constrictive squeezing, and her insides loosened up marginally. Enough for her to give a breath of relief.

“There, was that so hard?” He pushed more of himself into her muscular tunnel, her artificially moistened opening soon making way for dry, restrictive flesh. Only his tip had managed to pop inside. Any further and he’d actually risk harming her. “Hmm, we have a problem. I want to feel you wrapped around all of me. Yet, you’re drier than an onix. What to do, what to do…” 

“M-maybe stop? P-please?” she tried, clutching her eyes shut. “This doesn’t feel nice at all!”

His eyes widened in realization. That’s it! If I make this enjoyable for her, she’ll slicken up enough to take all of me! 

He nosed under her tail toward their union and flicked his tongue out against her stretched vent. It took a bit of coaxing, but after a few seconds of confused utterances and random hissing the little ekans finally seemed to become affected by his ministrations. Her tongue dangled out, like a yamper on a hot summer’s day. “T-that feels… kinda good!” she admitted. “What are you doing?”

He chuckled, but didn’t gift her with an answer. Instead, he slipped his forked tongue between a gap in their seal and wriggled it around. She was definitely beginning to enjoy this. Even if she didn’t tell him he’d be able to feel it: her insides were loosening up, and he could feel copious amounts of moisture pooling around his tip. 

It was nearly time to sheath himself inside her much-too-young hole.

“Do you know where eggs come from?” he asked as he prepared himself for the main course.

She blinked at him, her long body allowing her to rest her muzzle near where the action was happening. “No? That’s a weird thing to ask… Why?”

He gave a dark chuckle. “No reason!” With that bit of foreshadowing given, he thrust. Her slick tunnel parted like silk for his cock, little explosions of muscular contractions on her end hell-bent on making this all the more pleasurable for him. There was an audible schlurp as her vagina resisted him, the sheer speed of his penetration too fast for any fluids to get out of the way. The heat of her tunnel alone earned a hiss of delight out of him. “Damn, you’re warm!”

Surprisingly, the little ekans emitted a pleasure filled hiss of her own. Then she squealed out a noise more fitting for a ratatta than an ekans as her tunnel clamped down on him. Their vents kissed, and hers began to visibly twitch against his. She instinctively nuzzled him as her first orgasm was thrust upon her.

“Oh-ho! This is new!” And it really was. No other ekans her age had ever came around his cock before, especially not on the first thrust. “Goes to show that a little prep can go a long way! Feels good, eh?”

“Yessss!” she hissed, squirming on his cock as pleasure was thrust upon a mind not yet ready for it. Her tunnel clenched and squeezed hard around him, sucking him deeper. “This is awesome!”

“Arceus, girl,” he said with a chuckle, “you’re going to draw the cum right out of me!” He realized he wasn’t joking. He really was close. With a tight cunt like hers milking him like a pro, who wouldn’t be? 

He couldn’t even pull himself out, so powerful was the vacuum their union created. All his pleasure was purely from the feeling of her clenching and unclenching muscles, and the sight of her flicking tongue and dazed, pleasure-filled eyes was the cherry on top. 

He came. Hard.

His own tongue flicked out as he impregnated his new favorite ekans, seeding her eggs with the next generation of toys. Her mouth parted in reflex as cum splattered her untouched womb, and he found himself hypnotised by her gummy maw. Especially the sight of her rapidly opening and shutting air-tube.

He licked her, slurping his forked tongue across her tiny muzzle. Then he licked her again. And again. Soon he was lapping at her face like an overly excited houndour, the little stretched ekans squirming as she giggled loudly. “S-stop! Hahha! That—hehehe—that tickles. Stooooop!”

A toy giggling as she begged him to stop? It really was a day of firsts.

Her taste danced on his tongue when he pulled back. Such a lovely scent, too. He had never eaten his toys, he always let them go afterwards, but she was oh-so-very tempting for him. An easy temptation to ignore, but a temptation nonetheless.

But he could never do that. He had to be there for her first laying, and to care for her hatchlings. No ekans her age should do it alone. Perhaps he’d ease her labor with some strategic licking… 

The ekans gave him a dazed look as her orgasmic contractions finally died down. “M...mister? Can we do that again?” His cock pumped out one final squirt of seed. Her tunnel tightened in response. 

“Of course.” His grin grew. “In fact, we can keep doing this,” he leaned in and licked her along the chin, to her giggling protests, “as long as I’m here. I’ll even catch you some proper meals. Get some meat on that tummy!” He pressed against her bloated gut with the end of his tail. She let out an adorable burp and flushed.  “What do you say?”

Her eyes lit up. “Does this mean you’re my new mommy? That would be— eep!” His length popped out of her as it rapidly deflated, an ocean of cum spilling out of the startled ekans. “Ohhh, I’m empty now… It’s weird!”

“Very weird,” he agreed, though found himself musing over her request. If he pretended to be her parent, even took the time to take care of her… No pokemon would be suspicious. Well. As long as he kept their more intimate actions behind closed doors, as the human saying went. 

Moment of truth. 

“Call me... Daddy.”