It was a quiet late summer afternoon, a last hurrah of warmth in the air before the crisp fall winds chased everyone from the pool until those dog days came back-- Though, those days were in full swing for one dog in particular. An overly large vaporeon!

The vaporeon's skin was smooth, a thin layer of pudge over muscles that rocketed the powder blue body through the turquoise water. The frilled beast crested the stirred up surface. Steady lapping as the Vap came paddling to the shallow steps, salmon-pink tongue lolling.

"C'mere boy, look what I got ya!' came a voice, his owner carrying a large cartoon y glaceon. "Here, I got you a buddy." his owner said in excited tones. The Vap responded eagerly, hopping onto his hind legs from the water and wriggled his way over with his fluked tail doing a half-wag-half-slap in utter joy. "You two play nice, I've gotta get going!" 

The glaceon toy bounced off the ground with a *boomp*. The Vaporeon getting a vigorous rub down and hug from his owners now free hands. A moment of hugs and kisses later, his owner was wiping all the excess drool from his face and leaving the back door open, disappeared somewhere inside and left the two alone.

It wasn't even a minute before he was sniffing at the new toy. It's fresh vinyl scent familiar and strong. The fishy dog grabbed it by one of the handles on its back. He recognised them somewhat from other toys. The hard rubber-y plastic perfect for aggressive play!

He gave the thing a shake, it's floppy head-dangles flapping around, whapping him about the sides. His frills were softer than the vinyl so the only threat of an accident came from his teeth and claws... And well, accidentally sitting on it too hard. A real concern since the Vaporeon could make a houndoom seem small!

With all that muscle and blubber-like pudge, he was a wailord of a four-legged fish. The eager thing dragged the hapless critter over to the water almost trotting in pride. A big floppy friend to play with made the pool seem a little smaller and a lot less lonely for the excitable bugger.

The glaceon toy hit the water with a *slap*. A wave of water lapping against the sides of the pool before the Vaporeon floated around on top of the eternally grinning inflatable. A dinghy with comically large dangles was surprisingly unwieldy in the water. The Vaporeon doing his best to stay atop it and failing miserably.

But, you'd never say he looked frustrated from the way he looked as he re-mounted the thing before sliding off with a wet *rrpch!* as the wet body sank beneath and the inflatable thing hopped up into the air. "BARK!" he commanded noisily. As though the pale blue thing would respond. It certainly looked like a doggy friend to the dumb dog.

He grabbed onto the handle and swam beneath the surface with it, carrying his precious pal back to the shallow steps and started to wrestle with it again. The glaceon's four legs were stumpy and simple for fewer seems. The drawn on paws rubbing against his underbelly, tickling him and making him mouth carefully at them.

Every movement he made with the toy resounded with a *wrrfp* and a *rrch*. They were getting a little staggered as well. All those close-contact motions were having a profound effect on him as play turned into... A different kind of play. The feral critter's underbelly responsive to sometimes even the faintest touch.

Now there was full on contact. His smooth underbelly was only broken by a now-proud slit. A pale pink to the robin's egg blue underbelly. It wasn't long before those sounds changed, became softer. The 'dry' water being replaced by an oil-like film.

A pinkish-red tip was pressing into the pale blue vinyl. his motions spreading a growing 'wetness'. The play having become heated and only became ever more so. Those motions began to find a rhythm as the Vaporeon held the bulging toy in place as the shallow water lapped noisily with every juddering motion.

The stretchy plastic valve popped open, caught between them it gave a sudden avenue for the horny creature to 'mount'. That instinctual sensation sending an electric tingle along his nerves that told him it was 'go time'. The taper became a rose-y pink as it grew engorged. A gradual taper that quickly slipped into the slippery hole.

His tip forced its way into the void, the wide valve in it's belly meant for something like an air mattress's foot-pump. It only stretched wider as the vaporeon took advantage of the fortuitous happening. Every squirt of his slippery stuff echoed in the hollow void. Every squirt displacing a little bit more air.

This thrusting stretched the poor valve, not engineered for a horny Vap it none the less gave in to the eager Vaporeon. His gradually tapering length made the process so much easier. Every thrust made him slide in deeper, and deeper still. All the while those wet splashes continued at a steady interval.

The large vap-hood was catching air too, forcing small amounts of air in that made the glaceon toy swell. The seams started to ripple slightly in places, the excited motions stretching them out. But, not fast enough to account for steadily increasing volume inside. Not to mention those telling pants!

Panting that had his already lolling tongue positively floppy. Sloppy with saliva that dripped down the rounded muzzle of the glaceon. Sluicing slickly down the happy grin. You could almost imagine the inanimate thing was enjoying it. The rather animate Vaporeon certainly was. 

It wasn't that much longer before those thrusts became ragged, slamming his hips into the toy that made actual waves until a loud splatter of liquid echoed around underneath him. All those squeaks coming to a juddering halt as the Vaporeon came to a standstill. His length holding the glaceon toy in place as thick splatters of his seed filled him up. 

Ounces of the sticky white stuff pooling onto... into? Into the back of the soiled toy. It's valve-ginity taken by the horny dog that stood still, panting as he secured his 'tie'. Or what amounted to one as he held the poor thing in place until the last of that virile seed was lost inside and the now reddened thing disappeared inside his pale blue body once more.

Once the pressure dropped, the slightly deflated glaceon's stopper popped back into place, holding the rest of the now humid air inside, it's previously bouncy vinyl lightly wrinkled. It almost looked as spent as the vaporeon was, the frilled fellow taking a siesta atop one of the deck chairs, ear-fins lightly perked in an ever readiness for dinner.