Bad Idea

With a bright smile on his face, sporting a pair of red shorts and a t-shirt, Justin giggled as he tossed his frisbee as hard as the 8 year old little snow leopard could muster, watching the green disc slice through the air before a sudden gust of wind picked it up, causing it to veer off its intended course. The young feline watched his frisbee soaring straight over the backyard fence and towards the woods nestled up against the backside of his home, disappearing somewhere into the brush as Justin let out a soft, annoyed groan,
“Oh, not again!”
Grabbing onto the fence and peering over it, having to stand on his tippy toes as he scanned the bushes at the edge of the woods, seeing no sign of his frisbee, the boy gave a sigh before glancing over his shoulder, spotting his parents sitting in the living room still watching TV. Justin was well aware that he wasn't allowed to leave the fenced in backyard without his parents keeping an eye on him, and that he certainly wasn't allowed to head off into the woods all by himself, warned multiple times by both his mom and his dad that the wild Pokemon roaming the wilds could be dangerous. The cub likewise knew however that his dad had told him many, many times to be careful with his toys, that the man wouldn't be buying him another ball or frisbee if he kept losing them while carelessly playing with them outside. Thinking that it was best for him to just step out of the backyard and grab his frisbee himself rather than having to go to his parents to tell about yet another lost toy, sure that nothing could go wrong if he just very quickly slipped out and came right back, the short and sly little boy hurried over to the gate. Making sure one last time that neither of his parents happened to be looking out the window, Justin quickly unlatched the gate and jumped out, quietly closing it behind him as he turned to the woods sprawling out in all directions in front of him, tapping his chin as he casually strolled into the bushes, humming while looking around at the ground, 
“Now, where did that frisbee go, I think I saw it flying… here? Or… maybe… was it over there…”

The boy's quick, in-and-out trip of the woods turned into a bit more of an involved affair after Justin waded deeper into the forest in search of his lost frisbee, not even noticing just how far he was marching as he kept his eyes down on the ground. With the dense, thick woods completely surrounding the kid and blocking any sight of his neighbourhood after just a few minutes of strolling further in, the boy's sense of direction even further confused by all the spinning and circling around he did while trying to look for his toy, Justin looked up after a while of searching only to notice that he'd gotten completely lost. With no idea of which way his home was, where he'd come from, or even for how long exactly he'd been pushing through the thick bushes and long grass, Justin scratched his head with a curious look on his face,
“Oh, whoops…”
Trying his best to remember where exactly he'd come from, only getting more confused as he tried to distinguish one identical old tree from the next, the blond boy finally just shrugged, a carefree smile on his face,
“Oh well, I'm sure mom and dad are gonna come looking for me before dinner.”
The cub wasn't particularly worried about being lost in the woods even with his parents’ many warnings, feeling no fear or worry as he looked around the rather idyllic looking vistas of the untouched, wild woods, enjoying the distant singsong of a flock of Pidgeots. Justin couldn't really comprehend how wild Pokemon could ever be dangerous, since every Pokemon he'd seen while watching trainers or visiting the close by Pokemon daycare had always been very friendly and cute, certain that the untamed beasts in the woods would be just as cuddly as the Poochyena his neighbour had. With the only worry weighing down the boy's mind being that his parents might ground him if they found out about him sneaking off into the forest by himself, anxious to enjoy his weekend rather than spend it locked up in his room forced to study and do homework, Justin decided that the best course of action was to just pick some random direction and walk in a straight line, until he'd get out of the woods. With his head held high and his chest puffed out, the little boy marched on, keeping a lookout for any cool Pokemon he could make friends with. 

It didn't take long for Justin to begin feeling the effects of the breakfast he'd skipped so he could head out to play outside faster, the boy's stomach grumbling loudly after about half an hour of trekking through the woods. Holding his empty belly, his mouth watering as he imagined a stack of his mom's pancakes smothered with syrup, the little cub suddenly tripped on a root while distracted. Landing flat on his face with a grunt, Justin groaned as he shook his head, picking himself up off the ground when he opened his eyes to find himself staring at a plump, juicy, orange coloured berry right in front of his face, dangling from a bush nestled in the shade of a nearby tree. Chuckling at how his trip had perfectly pointed him in the right direction for a snack, thanking his lucky stars, the boy hopped up to his feet and dusted off his shorts before plucking one of the berries from the bush, big and weighty, already licking his lips. Completely forgetting his father's warnings about never touching any wild fruit or berries that he didn't recognise, the cub chomped down on the morsel of food he'd come across, moaning in delight as the sweet yet just slightly tart berry burst in his mouth, refreshing and filling in perfect measures. Immediately devouring the first berry before picking several more from the bush, munching them down in short order, the boy had eaten more than a dozen by the time he sighed and patted his full belly, wiping the sticky juice from his lips as he continued on his journey, feeling satiated and happy. It didn't take long for Justin to begin feeling something else as well, beginning with beads of sweat forming on his brow as his steady march slowed down slightly, panting as he tugged at the collar of his t-shirt. Thinking that some sort of a heatwave had suddenly descended down on the woods, the cub continued to swelter, finally yanking off his shirt, fanning himself as he continued on with his bare chest and belly glistening with sweat, the heat only growing worse with every step. Suddenly feeling something else as well, this time between his legs, something tingly and weird he hadn't ever felt before, Justin decided to keep going with his stripping to relieve his heat, unbuttoning his shorts as well. Tossing off his pants and his underwear right along with the pair, the preteen boy found his little cocklet standing up stiff, curious as he felt the weird, ticklish sensation continuing to bother him, reaching down and gently pinching his manhood with two fingers. Letting out a shy whimper as he pulled his sheath back, leaning on a tree to stay up on his shaky feet as the intense sensation of pleasure made him shiver, Justin watched a bead of clear precum spilling from his tip and trailing down his shaft, sliding right down to his taut sack as he panted, unsure of what the newfound sensation was but rather enjoying it nonetheless. 

With the effects of the strange berries growing more potent by the minute, making the boy's mind feel a little foggy as he squirmed on the spot, still very gingerly gripping his newfound erection, Justin tried to focus up and continue on his journey. Dazed enough that the fully naked cub just left his clothes draped over a rock rather than taking them with him, still feeling rather heated and horny, the boy trudged onwards, trying to keep his eyes ahead rather than constantly glancing down at his nude body, his stiff little cock bouncing about, flinging a few beads of precum onto his own thighs and legs with every step. A few minutes further into his journey, the softly panting snow leopard suddenly heard something happening just off to the side, cocking his head at the sound of growling, snarling, stomping, and leaves rustling. Curious about seeing some wild beasts up close, especially in his slightly confused state of mind, Justin headed towards the noises, a slightly drunken smile on his face as he walked with unsteady, shaky steps. Still in control of enough of his senses to realise that it might not have been smart to just burst right into whatever was going on, Justin ducked down slightly as he came closer to the source of the rather harsh and violent sounds he was hearing, getting down on all fours and peeking out from behind a bush, hiding out in the shadows under a big tree as he peered into a clearing. Unaware of the young snow leopard peeping in on their business, a trio of Typhlosions stood in the middle of the small clearing, eyeing one another up. Two of the group were very obviously males, not just based on their bigger statures or threatening and intimidating poses, but also based on the rather girthy, tapered cocks visibly poking out from between the back legs of them both, swinging around and throbbing as the two squared up with one another. The third Typhlosion was a female, slightly smaller than the two males, chittering as she flashed up her tail to reveal a soaking wet cunt, right in the middle of her heat and desperate to be bred. The two males had both arrived to answer the female's call at the very same time, and neither one was willing to give way and let the other one claim the female in estrus, leaving the duo to growl and claw at the air as they both tried to intimidate the other away. Justin would've normally been in awe of the wild beasts sporting big fangs and sharp claws, the fires on their shoulders flaring up whenever one of them lurched forwards slightly, yet the boy found himself focused on something else entirely thanks to the horny stupor the odd berries had put him in. With his gaze focused on the thick feral cocks flopping about underneath the two males, Justin bit his lip and reached down towards his own loins, stifling a tiny moan as his fingers awkwardly rubbed at his stiffy, trying to follow what his body was telling him without knowing how to jerk off. 

Engrossed with the sight of the two lusty males fighting over the female Typhlosion in heat, Justin groped and felt himself up without a single care in the world, panting like a feral beast himself as he clumsily rubbed at his dicklet, trying not to make a sound. Taking in the scent of the needy female, both males were already rock hard and spurting big ropes of precum onto the ground even as they were trying to chase one another off, the burning pyres on their shoulders sizzling with enough heat to cause the air to shimmer above the clearing. The two fire types also showed off just how dangerous mating with them would be, unless the recipient of their loads also happened to be resilient to high temperatures, the globs of precum spilling from their throbbing cocks landing onto the grass and causing the greenery to curl up, sizzling and steaming as it very nearly caused the brush to catch on fire. Barely even paying any attention to the incredible temperature of every liquid expelled from the fire types’ bodies, or anything else happening around him for that matter, Justin leaned in closer, peeking further out the bush, utterly entranced as a breeze blew through the forest, shaking the treetops. The boy had completely missed the fact that a Beedrill had laid some larvae on the tree he'd been hiding under, the gust of wind causing one of the Weedle munching on the leaves of a branch right above him to suddenly shake loose, dropping onto the naked cub's back. Startled by the slimy bug plopping down on top of him, Justin shrieked and jumped up, trying to bat and swat at the intruder hitching a ride on his shoulders, causing the skittish female Typhlosion to immediately bolt off as the two males made a momentary truce to face off against the sudden new competitor. Frightened by the boy's frantic flailing, the Weedle that had landed on Justin's back stung the little feline, pumping a dose of paralytic poison straight into his muscles, taking effect within seconds as he flopped face down in the grass, completely conscious and aware yet unable to move a finger. As the Weedle squirmed its way off of Justin to begin the climb back up onto the tree, the cub was left helplessly lying on the ground, his eyes flailing around in his completely still head as the two male Typhlosions slowly approached him, growling and snarling, in a desperate need to breed something yet with the female in heat driven off by the snow leopard's antics. 

Investigating the source of the commotion that had driven their female away, the two beasts creeper closer to the bushes, an intense heat enveloping the naked boy as he was forced to just hopelessly watch the pair of wild Pokemon inching closer to him, drooling over himself as he laid completely still on his belly, his knees bent under him to leave his bare ass sticking up in the air. Carefully stepping closer to the intruder, their claws digging deep into the earth to leave them both ready to pounce at a moment’s notice if necessary, the Typhlosions circled around the bush to see the little feline lying there, not moving an inch even as they both growled and roared at him, trying to chase the cub away. With no signs of life coming from the two-legged peeping tom, the males relaxed slightly, deducing that the boy wasn't any sort of a threat to them. Even still, the feline had scared off the only female around, right when the pair had both been getting ready to mate, leaving the previous rivals with a rather terrible desire to breed, and nothing to pour their pent up lust into. Circling around the paralysed boy as he investigated the kid further, one of the males spotted the feline's asshole staring back at him as he sniffed at the dead-still intruder, getting a whiff of Justin’s own horniness as well, a small string of precum slowly oozing down from the tip of the boy's tiny dick. Getting an idea that the intruder that had chased off their female might just be another way of working off his lust, the Typhlosion sniffed closer at the cub's backside, stuffing his snout between Justin's ass cheeks. The boy felt the hot gusts of air puffing out of the fire-type’s nostrils as he was getting sniffed, wanting to cry out in pain as suddenly a sizzling hot tongue slapped against his virginal asshole, one of the Pokemon’s paws landing on his ass cheeks to hold him in place, sharp claws hooking into his hide to cling onto him. After giving the hole a few licks, the male decided that the snow leopard was a good enough body to rut, letting loose a victorious snarl as he pulled himself up to mount the paralysed cub, tossing both front paws over the intruder’s back as his thick cock slapped between the boy's ass cheeks. Justin’s eyes twitched and his lips quivered as the Typhlosion’s precum ran down his ass crack and thighs, burning his skin as the tip prodded at his asshole, a faint wheeze escaping his throat as he tried to scream in pain, the agony only growing tenfold worse when the male feral on his back gave the first thrust. The tapered cock slathered with slick and steaming hot precum managed to wedge into the boy's pucker fairly easily, gliding in with ease before the thicker part began to stretch open the untouched asshole, the Pokemon’s forceful ramming prying the hole wider and wider as he grunted. 

Already in terrible pain with the girthy Typhlosion raping his backside, gaping his asshole with bloody tears quickly formed by the thick shaft forced deep inside of him, the paralysed boy's afternoon was only going to become a whole lot worse as the other Typhlosion stepped over to investigate. Seeing that his rival had found a wonderful way to vent their lewd frustrations, the other male seemingly already enjoying the boy's hole even just a few inches deep, the other needy Pokemon tried to once again fight the beast already rutting Justin, growling and swiping at the air, getting immediately rebuffed by a mighty roar from the Typhlosion cramming a few more inches into the cub. Thinking he couldn't make the other male budge, the feral decided that he'd just have to make do with the other hole still left unused, staring at the open, drooling mouth of the cub, jostled around by the force of the humping. Squatting over the boy's head, digging his claws into the little feline's shoulders, the Typhlosion lined up his dick with Justin's maw, spraying a few ropes of his boiling hot precum all over the boy's face before finally managing to buck in with a fair amount of force. Justin gagged as the other Typhlosion rammed down his throat, already unable to breathe with barely half of the giant shaft in his mouth, tears welling up in his eyes as the pre drizzling down his gullet burned like he was swallowing mouthfuls of boiling water, scalding him as the fire-type just grunted and tried to find a good position to plough deeper inside of him. The Typhlosion on the boy's back meanwhile was in full swing, pulling back his hips before slamming every last inch of his dick into the little feline, Justin's body twitching as blood immediately ran down the poor boy's thighs, the tender and inexperienced asshole ripped open by the force and the girth of the gaping that the beast was doing. At the same time, the Typhlosion rutting Justin's face was likewise getting the hang of the slightly awkward mounting, giving a satisfied growl as a heavy thrust forced the giant cock right down the boy's throat, a sickening pop accompanying the Pokemon’s grunt as Justin's jaw was forced open wide enough to cause it to tear apart, the ligaments torn and bones cracking as blood pooled underneath the wide-eyed little explorer, his jaw dangling down unnaturally as he felt every last pang of agony even when paralysed.

Digging their claws deeper into the softly flinching and twitching boy, ignoring the sounds of bones cracking and joints popping loose out of their sockets, the two Typhlosions mercilessly ravaged the feline that had wandered onto their territory, growling and snapping their teeth at one another occasionally. Stuffing himself balls deep, the male mounting Justin from behind rammed at the little cub hard enough to very nearly shatter the boy's hip, his cock tearing straight through the unlucky child's bowels, fucking Justin's guts more than just the feline's asshole. The other Typhlosion was enjoying abusing the kid as well, slamming into his mouth and making sure the boy couldn't catch a single breath of air while swabbing his throat, the tip of the feral's dick reaching all the way down into his esophagus as blood stained the Pokemon’s fur a crimson colour. With the fast acting yet quickly fading toxin beginning to slowly wear off, Justin just barely clung to consciousness as his hands weakly grasped at the back legs of the Typhlosion rutting his face, in utter agony as he little by little began to regain control of his body, his legs twitching as he felt the beast on his back reaching all the way up to his ribs. Recovering from the toxin enough that he was able to scream in horror and pain even if muffled by the dick in his throat, the little cub desperately tried to push away the ferals and slip away from the pair, his eyes rolling back as both just punched deeper inside of him, the boiling hot pre trickling down his gullet as the Pokemon fucking his asshole bit down on his neck. Right as the boy was finally beginning to be able to struggle against the wild Pokemon raping him, his fate was already sealed as the grunting Typhlosion fucking his mouth climaxed from the added tightness of his throat closing up around the girth. A jet of feral cum spewed right down into his belly, ten times hotter than the precum that had already scorched his fur and airways, boiling up the boy from the inside out as it began to melt right through his body, his frantic screams very quickly dying down as he flailed around, trapped between the two males. The gigantic and lethal load pumped down his throat spilled out Justin's nose and mouth, stripping away his coat as it drooled down his chin, a faint gurgle escaping him as he clawed at the dirt he was pinned down in. Reaching his orgasm just moments after the first, the Typhlosion mounting Justin from the back came balls deep inside of him as well, lava-hot cum spilling into his guts and sizzling as the cub trembled before suddenly going completely limp, finally passing on. 

Giving the still corpse a few more final thrusts, finishing emptying his sack with a satisfied snort, the Typhlosion that had been balls deep in the little boy's throat pulled out of Justin, slapping his cock down on the child's face, letting a few final drops of cum spill from his tip and drizzle onto the glazed over and glassy eyes of the dead intruder, hide sizzling as he dismounted the corpse. The other Typhlosion did the same soon after, facing barely any resistance from the hole he'd ripped open as he yanked his shaft out of the kid's asshole, hopping off of Justin and staggering back by a few steps, lifting up his back leg and giving his gore-soaked cock a lick to clean himself off. With both males feeling a little bit more settled and calm now that they'd had the opportunity to work out their horniness on the poor boy, the pair glanced at one another for a moment before turning away. Still giving half-hearted snarls and growls as they both skittered away, the ferals disappeared into the bushes, happy to leave each other alone with no further fight since there wasn't anything of interest for them to squabble over anymore. The bloodied, sizzling, and creampied corpse of Justin was left lying in the tall grass, barely even recognisable as a feline after the rough ride the boy had gone through at the paws of the Typhlosion pair, a harsh warning for anyone who might've wished to poke around in the woods right in the middle of the mating season. Though even in death, the kid still couldn't quite find peace, the grass rustling just a few minutes after the Typhlosions had left his corpse, a curious snout poking out from the bushes moments before a Houndoom hopped out onto the clearing. Catching the whiff of the gory and lewd aftermath, the canine Pokemon strolled over to Justin's corpse, sniffing at the cub's ripped open and creampied backside as a girthy, knotted erection began to poke out of his sheath, signalling that the body would be put to good use once more.