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This story revolves around an old experiment base, but mostly about the two Pokemon that have escaped it. The two quickly hit it off, a hang out session quickly leads to a breeding session, and then much more.
Aqualina’s Encounter
By Typhlosionboy
Chris had been swimming near the shores of the local ocean, of course he had a spot picked out when he needed to rest, or even dry off. The little hybrid Pokémon lived in a nearby jungle hut made out of wood, straw, mud, and giant jungle tree leaves. Luckily for him the beach was easily accessible through a small jungle trail, one that had become more apparent with each time the little Pokémon used the path. He had been created in a remote team rocket lab but he managed to escape during an attack on the base, he presumed by a rival team of the area, or maybe even environmentalist. Either way, when the little riolu giratina hybrid passed through the area again, the base looked to e abandoned, as well as completely destroyed. That being said, the drugs they had given him made him forget a lot of things, so now he spent his days hunting small critters, eating tropical fruit as well as berries, and spending leisure time upon the beach after his first few weeks setting up a tree base of his own.
Though lately he had been seeing a new face around, a massive floatzel, and by massive he meant her humanoid breasts, which the young Pokémon figured that maybe she had some human DNA in her. In fact, Chris seriously wondered if she had also escaped from the nearby team rocket genetics lab during the attack, or that maybe the environmentalist or whoever they were had released her after driving off the scientists. The little girariolu wondered if he should approach her, perhaps even talk to her, the main concern though was he wasn’t sure if she was friendly. Still, as he sat there on the beach, he decided that he would talk to her the next time he saw her. How little did he know that she was already approaching him from outside of his peripheral vision at an angle.
Chris kept munching leisurely on some berries, but it took a few moments to for her to get closer that he started picking up the shifting noise of beach sand crunching underneath her paws. Conflicted, the little hybrid Pokémon could run away, and most likely escape with the distance she was currently at from him. However, he decided to let her approach to see what she wanted, luckily for him it seemed she had gentle intentions for him, as she didn’t rush towards him in any aggressive manner. The large busty floatzel soon was face to face with the little one, and instead of attacking she simply would lay next to him, before speaking in a soft tone.
“I hope you don’t mind my I trust on little one, but I think I could use your help with a few things, if you don’t mind.”
Chris responded with a calm tone, “Well before I help you with anything perhaps you should tell me your name.”
“I go by Aqualina, how about yourself?” she stated casually.
“I go by my lab name, Chris Thalzor.”
“Ah, so you are one of the escaped Pokémon from the nearby abandoned lab, just like myself. I guess I was right when I saw your hybrid form.”
“Guess I was right too when I first saw you from a distance. So what is it that I can help you with?”
“Well, you see, I’m in heat but…the feral Pokémon here don’t seem to be interested in me, especially with these heavy water balloons. I thought that…well perhaps you might be, even if a little?”
“Well, I might have been human at one point, though I don’t really know for sure, but to me I really like your breasts. So I would definitely be willing to breed you.”
“Oh, you don’t know how great that is dear, oh, do you think you would like to drink every day as well. I’m quite the lactating female, so if you get thirsty just ask me okay.”
Chris smiled, nodding happily at her as he grabbed one of her paws, then started to lead her to his jungle hut. Of course Aqualina inquired on where he was taking her, to which Chris casually told her a place that had more privacy. Of course hearing that got Aqualina excited for what was to come next, but in the meantime time she enjoyed the walk through the exotic brush, normally though she didn’t going this far into the thickets of the jungle, if it meant being bred to relieve her heat, as well as having some body to help milk her breasts she was more than happy to do it. Finally after walking for what seemed like half an hour, Chris came to a stop, as he gestured upwards where the floatzel saw the tree house that lie above them, she also saw a thick vine hanging down as a way to climb up. Before she decided for sure that she was going up it, the busty water lass gave the vine a look over inspection, noting that although it looked like it was several vines, they seemingly had been properly stitched together for proper climbing use.
“Yeah, I understand your concern Aqualina,” Chris started out saying, “I use it all the time, but I made it on the bigger side just in case I had company over. Quite frankly I’m glad I did that, though I wish I could help you up the vine somehow, do you think you’ll be okay climbing that high?”
Aqualina grabbed Chris, giving him a big hug as she pressed his small body into her cleavage snuggling him close. “That’s so kind of you to already be worrying about me, but don’t worry my little champion of love, I can certainly handle climbing up this vine. However once I get to the top we are going to have to start right away since I know lifting my body up and making strenuous movements will overheat my body quickly sweetie. So be prepared to breed me right off the bat okay?” She said, grinning as her face turned a bit red once she started climbing up the vine.
All Chris could do was blush from her rather straightforward comment, but still he didn’t mind. The little Pokémon hybrid definitely did not mind what he saw in front of him while climbing steadily behind the sexy top heavy floatzel. Before his eyes was a lovely warm looking pussy that quivered a little with each upward pull Aqualina made on the vine to carry herself up to the treehouse. It was hard for Chris to focus, after all it was right there in front of his face, just begging to get licked, so the little girariolu did a small tease. Sneaking up one hop, Chris pretending like he didn’t know he was grabbing her foot, then boosted himself into her crotch, giving it a pretty big lick as he did so.
“Oh, you are such an excited little guy aren’t you, can’t even wait until we get all the way up. We’ll don’t worry we are almost there Chris.” Aqualina said finishing her sentence off with a small giggle.
Chris smirked as he let the water weasel finish making her way up the last section of vine, making sure to give her the space she needed so he didn’t accidentally get kicked in the face and fall down. Eventually she had made it up, Chris following in quick pursuit was swift to arrive on the study wood of his make shift jungle home. However, it was possible that he has another problem to deal with, a not so ordinary problem he didn’t expect. The bed he had made was large enough, but Chris wasn’t truthfully sure if it was sturdy enough for Aqualina as well as himself. The little girariolu watched in mental horror as the floatzel huffed a sigh of relief as she plopped her booty onto the paw crafted bed. The bed didn’t even make a creak, and Chris didn’t hear any shaking, taking this as a good thing the hybrid cutie opened up his eyes all the way again to see his bed was indeed sturdy enough to support at least her weight. He needed to make sure though it could support both of them, so he climbed in to join her, quickly snuggling up in between her large breasts.
The bed seemed to hold just fine, but he knew the real test was coming soon so he casually asked the water weasel a question. “Aqualina, since I’ve never had company over, much less in my bed, if it breaks from us using it in such a manner, do you think you could help me remake it?”
Aqualina gently patted Chris’ soft head as she replied, “Mmm of course, after all it wouldn’t do me any good if my sexy breeding stud didn’t have a functioning bed now would it?”
Chris simply blushed as he lay snug between her massive milk jugs. Then he felt her breathing against his ear as she whispered into it, “Let’s get started sexy.”
Aqualina casually spread her slightly thick thighs apart, revealing her moist slit that was eagerly awaiting a meat sausage to go in it. Chris was more than willing to supply her demand for meat, as he was soon rubbing his steadily arising canine cock against her outer pussy lips. However, Chris didn’t stop at merely just rubbing, he quickly went onto the next phase of shoving his throbbing doggy meat into her needy vagina. As he slowly pushed his meat within the floatzel, she let out a huff of delight as her pussy got some much needed attention. Chris would use her decently sized hips to pick up speed, as well as start to maintain a steady pace, meanwhile Aqualina had a hard time not squirming as small muffled huffs and moans started getting past her lips.
It was all very wonderful, feeling her pussy start to leak a small amount of fluids as her little lover’s doggy cock got cobble within her folds with a wonderfully wet schlop each time. All the floatzel could do was gently kiss the top of his head, and keep her paws softly placed on his butt so she could anticipate each thrust he would put into her moist, yet hot inner vaginal walls. In fact, Chris had acquired a nice relatively fast pace after several minutes, so now all Aqualina felt was the wonderful coffee sensual violation of her love tunnel, and each time she felt it her pussy convulsed spreading a little more fluids onto the girariolu’s cock, making the wet slaps of their sex all the more pleasurable. Huffs, slaps, and moans echoed throughout the jungle treehouse but they did not make it much further than beyond the walls as the jungle itself had plenty of other noises to deafening their sounds of reproduction.
Aqualina started to feel her pussy convulsed steadily more and more as the minutes began to pass of her getting pounded, though she also could feel Chris’ dog meat starting to throb quite heavily as well. That was how she knew he was getting close to breaking the barrier of his climax, the question was would he spew his load inside of her before she gushed forth her load onto him. A few more minutes of huffing, thrusting, and intense loving would determine that Aqualina would be the first to blow her load, as her pussy quivered, constricted, then convulsed releasing her female juices upon the girariolu’s cock. Of course Chris was to follow suit shortly thereafter, the strength of the floatzel’s constricting pussy squeezed his puppy dick until his milk would flow out. However what happened next even the floatzel did not expect, as a literal wave of hot cum shoot forth, first filling up her pussy completely, then only stopping nearly a minute later after having bloated her stomach a bit.
A deep huff followed by a happy sigh of relief left the little Pokemons lips, it was then that he spoke to her. “Sorry about that Aqualina, I should have mentioned my breeding had been geneticly engineered to produce more, much more as you can tell. It was to ensure my species could actually start up, of course I would be the only one to cum so much.”
“I quite enjoyed such a huge load from a cute little mon like yourself. Though I’ll admit it was very unexpected, you probably did get me pregnant, but we won’t know for a few more minutes at the very least.” Aqualina said that last sentence casually as she rubbed her belly.
“Wait, a few minutes? Now I think there is something you might have to explain to me.”
“Oh, but of course silly me. You know that I came from the same lab, besides my breasts, they also altered my fertility, I’m hyper fertile as they called it. So if you had commedia the regular amount there was a good chance I’d still get pregnant, but knowing how much hot cum you just shot into my extremely fertile pussy, well I’m betting we will know in a few minutes.”
“How quickly will the pregnancy develop exactly? I’m not sure it would be a good idea for our kids to develop in a day.”
“Oh don’t worry it isn’t anything like that.” Aqualina said casually rubbing her swollen belly, enjoying the mild sensations of the remainder of Chris’ cum steadily oozing out of her used up cunt. “You see the first symptoms of my pregnancy develop rapidly, the enlarged breasts, a quick gain of some weight, milk from my breasts, but after that they’ll develop at a normal pace, but pay attention for the next ten minutes otherwise we won’t know for sure.”
“Well, that’s a huge relief, I guess I’ll keep an eye out for…..”
“What? Did I say something wrong Chris deary?”
“Well uhm, it seems you are definitely pregnant.” The little hybrid Pokémon stated in an unsure tone.
“Oh hey what’s the matter? You don’t sound to happy I’m having your pups. Am I already losing my wonderful figure?”
“Well you got a wonderful pregnant look going on now, but that’s not the problem. I sound unsure because I didn’t believe the symptoms could develop so…fast. I can already see the weight gain you were talked about, and your breasts definitely look swollen with milk, kind of hot honestly in my opinion. I’m just glad my bed is holding out.”
“That’s good sweetie, but I need a few favors from you now while we still have sunlight. If you could I need some berries, if I could I’d get myself some fish, but I know that you know the jungle has plenty of fruit and large berries. Bring me some of that to eat, and afterwards I’ll be needing you to milk my breasts when you get back, okay?”
“Alright, I understand Aqualina, I’ll make sure to bring back plenty for the both of us.”
As Chris waved to the bed ridden water weasel, he smiled as he climbed down the vine until he reached the jungle floor. Honestly the reason he built his tree house so high up was because of the hidden dangers from simply walking on the jungle floor, still he at least knew of some fruit bearing trees that were growing mangoes nearby. He was about to start running when he realized how bad of an idea that was, plus he saw something reflective, though just barely noticing. Upon somewhat closer inspection, it was indeed the web of an Ariados, so not wanting to get tied up, Chris made a path around the web. He made sure he kept at an angle with the sun, this way he could keep track of the web. Unfortunately by doing so this quickly lead to him being within the thickets of trees once more, and thus the sunlight was blocked.
At this point Chris was unable to figure out where the web was, though if he hadn’t just mated he could probably use his aura to at least find where the lurking predator was. Unfortunately he didn’t have the extra focus to spare just yet, however he saw what he had been looking for. A nice large tree filled with ripe mangoes, for a moment he almost thought he could smell them, but he wasn’t sure that what he was smelling was the fruit. It took him less than a minute to walk to the tree, standing at the base cautiously poking around making sure there wasn’t a web nearby. The little girariolu made his way up the tree, and it was a partly beam of sun that gave way to the true horror he was in as it beamed down, reflecting multiple strands of webbing that he had either missed by pure luck, or the lurking predator had recently webbed his exit, sealing him in.
Chris assumed the latter, waiting, listening carefully until he felt it’s swift approach, with a swift jump he narrowly dodge the spider Pokémon’s tackle. In doing so he accidentally got his hand stuck in one of the web stands, which held his entire body up in place by his paw. Another weird smell wafted through the air, again it temporarily dazed him, and had allowed the Ariados to approach him. However he could still render what was going on, and instead of wrapping him up for lately, the arachnid cut some strips of webbing, then basically glued him to the tree around his wrists as well as his ankles.
Then in a nearly alien voice she spoke to him, “You’ve come at a lucky time. I’ve just recently ate, so I’m feeling quite full, but you have this…smell to you. A smell that I can only remember from a few years ago.” The arachnid said in a somewhat hushed yet deliberate tone.
“Well to be fair, I seem to be smelling something unusual to, and I think it’s coming from you. If you don’t mind me asking what might it be.”
“Ah, so it wasn’t just the fruit you noticed then. I’ll cut you a deal. What do you say you up for some…negotiating?”
Chris was having a hard time not being freaked out by her voice, but he maintained his cool as he replied back. “I most likely would be up for some negotiating, I mean if it means you don’t eat me I’ll probably accept whatever offer you might have for me.”
“Good, that’s what I like to hear. You see, my web has been up at this tree for quite some time, I’ve caught, as well as devoured quite a few others before you that got tangled in this web. My body however reminded me it was time to mate, so I spun a special web to attract mates. I have attracted more food by doing so, but it seems with all the rain we’ve gotten recently, none of the males of my species have smelled my phermones as none have gotten close enough to smell it.
“Okay, and why am I needing to know this exactly?”
“Because you, little one, are just about the right size to fertilize my eggs. You do this for me, and I’ll let you go.”
“I suppose I don’t have a choice so I’ll say yes, but do you think you can give me some of these mangoes before they start going bad?”
“Hmmm….I’ll help you with all of them. Simply because I’ll need to relocate my web to a blooming fruit tree or berry bush, where I can acquire more prey than here. Now, I’ll undo the bindings, but if you run away expect to get eaten.”
Chris watched, waiting patiently as he felt her undo the web strands that had held him in place, then she turned around exposing her rear for him to grab. The hybrid Pokémon softly grabbed two of her hind legs, while another two got wrapped around his waist, probably to prevent running he figured. Though he was nervous, Chris started shoving his cock into her alienoid pussy, his cock getting engulfed by her warm, squishy inner bug walls. Before he even knew it, he felt his gyrating her body into his minor thrusts, this allowed his cock to go deeper into her warm arachnid depths, and although he didn’t want to admit it, her insides felt smooth. After some time Chris picked up speed, ramming his thick rod of meat harder into the needy would be spider predator, and he could only assume she was enjoying it by the muffled moans Chris could barely hear.
Several more minutes of deep intense thrusting sent the Ariados over the edge as he felt her pussy explode as a torrent of fluids splattered on his cock, crotch, and nether region in general. However, Chris did not stop as he kept going at full speed, until he too could no longer hold it in himself, his nuts burning as they exploded, shooting forth at least a gallon of his hot seed into the arachnid’s breeding hole. A good amount of his seed spilled out of her pussy, making a steady dribble down the side of the tree until it reached the ground below. Shortly after Chris’ cum explosion, the female Ariados released her grip on Chris, though mostly out of sheer exhaustion. As such all she could do was lay on her back, resting as Chris would lay on her stomach, tired as well.
In her nearly alien sounding voice, the female spoke once more. “Alright, you’ve kept your promise, and then some. I’ll let you go, and I’ll even help you lug up this fruit too as I’m certain I’ll get pregnant now so I can lay eggs.”
“Thanks, I appreciate that, but how do you plan to lug up these fruit by ourselves exactly?”
“I have the capability to make extremely strong webbing, that I’ll use to take to your place.”
“Hmmm, not sure I want you knowing where I live.”
“Don’t worry, after this I’ll only sneak over if I need you to fill me with more of your love juice.”
“Hmm, whatever you weird stalker, I guess so long as I don’t wake up to your rape web or something.”
The female arachnid didn’t even reply to his last response, she instead started spinning some web. Meanwhile Chris would just sit on the branch they just had sex in, watching as the white sticky goop sprayed out of her abdomen, and he couldn’t decide if he was intrigued by it or rather disturbed; probably a bit of both truthfully. Still it was amusing to watch her use some of her extra legs to weave it into what would start looking like a silk basket, which Chris figured was probably strong enough to lug all these fruit up to his wooden jungle treehouse. Honestly the hybrid Pokémon thought it was kind of odd how quiet her silk glands were, barely making any sound as she kept pulling strand after strand from the gland itself, though truthfully having never seen such a thing before, Chris couldn’t vouch if they were normally quiet or otherwise. After some time the female ariados had make a very well strewn together silk basket, though as she handed it to him, Chris could tell it was much more unique, being flexible, yet not sticky in the slightest, he couldn’t help but be impressed.
“This, is kind of cool honestly. I didn’t know arachnids could make webs that weren’t sticky.”
“Well usually save such webbing for rainy days, but since it is usually rainy here my kind makes a sticky water resistant variant that utilizes the water to rehydrate the silk that then regains its stickiness. I simply made the pure water resistant version is all, and made it more flexible.”
“Well I guess we will have to fill it up as much as possible and make several rounds.”
“Well, no it’ll be just you making the rounds, as you need the fruit. I made the basket in more of a backpack form, see here are the two holes you can stick your paws through to lug on it your back for easier transport. I will however keep my web up until you’ve taken all the fruit. So a few weeks at tops for how long I’ll still be staying as it does take a while for the eggs to develop within my body.”
“Yeah yeah I get the point, thanks for at least making it more portable, that makes this basket like ten times cooler. Well guess I better get started.”
With that being said Chris spent the next half hour gathering fruit, placing them in the sack, at least until it became almost too heavy for him to carry. Then the little Pokémon started making his way back to his jungle hut, and to his pregnant lady friend Aqualina. It was a hefty track up the vine with his sack, but without it he wouldn’t have been able to transport the fruit up so he was thankful for it either way. Upon arrival on the wooden floor, Chris was breathing a little heavy, with small beads of sweat rolling down the side of his face, but he was happy to see his milk making water weasel all snug in his bed.
“Well I’m back sweetie, how you holding up?”
“Not good, I’m hot, bothered, and I need you to get over here and start milking me one way or another. My breasts feel like they are about to burst, they are so swollen they kind of hurt dear, please don’t keep me waiting any longer.”
“Okay, but before I do that I just want to tell you I had some help getting the mangoes up. I won’t go into the weird details, but a friendly Ariados made me this silk backpack made from spider webbing basically. So I’ll just place the mangoes to the side over here, then I’ll get to work on those sexy breasts of yours.”
Chris placed the silksack of mangoes to the side of the wall, then swiftly joined Aqualina in bed as he thought for a moment how he could efficiently milk the floatzel without making a mess on his bed. Only one thing came to mind for him, so he decided to give it a try, plus he figured it would be fun for the both of them. Slowly, Chris would bring his lips up to her nipple, then teasing her gently by licking it, listening to her moan as he did so. It was only after he did that for a minute or so that he finally took the whole nipple into his little mouth, and started suckling, as such he felt warm delicious milk flow into his mouth invading his taste buds with its’ creamy flavor. The thick texture made its way across his taste buds, but the warmth of the water weasel’s milk is what really made his stomach churn in delight. The heat would sooth Chris’ stomach, helping him forget the worries of the day, while Chris suckled away, Aqualina could feel the pressure on her left breasts start to relieve itself until finally there was nothing left ten minutes later.
Chris burped, quickly covering his mouth as he felt a small bit of guilt for not containing his burp sooner. “Excuse me,” the little Pokémon exclaimed shyly.
“Not a problem dear,” Aqualina stated, gently patting her little lover’s on the back to burp him a bit more. “This time though, make sure you take your time to not only enjoy the milk, but to also enjoy my breasts okay.”
“Honestly I’m not sure I have enough room for another breastful….but I’ll give it a slow steady try for you dear.”
“That’s the spirit my little cutie, now get over here and help mama Aqualina with her swollen breast dear.”
Chris got grabbed softly my the swollen pregnant floatzel, and he wiggled a little upon first being placed on her chest, but after a few moments he found a nice comfy spot where he could start suckling on the other swollen breast of hers. As the little riolu hybrid started suckling the milk from her other nipple, a sigh of satisfaction parted between her lips as she started to swiftly feel relief in her last swollen breast. Soft suckling noises filled with an occasional slurp filled the rooms, and wooden hallways of Chris’ jungle home, but soon a different noise would fill the air. After several minutes of Aqualina moaning, she would burp Chris, helping him make more room in his stomach for her warm milk. The process would go as such with Chris drinking her milk, suckling as well as slurping, then several minutes of rest with her burping him, and that was how it went, until she felt no more tender swollen leaky breasts.
Though Aqualina couldn’t help but chuckled a little as she noticed Chris kind of looked like a bloated red, and black ball of fur from all the milk he had drank. Of course she would help burp him again too when the little bugger started getting hiccups, probably from drinking too much just a little too fast. This was how she had imagined life would be, hoping this is how it would go at least until she would lay her eggs, the water weasel held on a little extra right to her black and red ball of fur, letting the two of them start to slumber off. She figured that the mangoes could wait as she finally could rest without leaking milk, and Chris had already dozed off she presumed from his quiet steady breathing. It was a good day to be alive, and it was a good day to take a short nap, even if it meant waking later in the night. Her final thoughts before peaceful darkness revolved around her possible future.