Growlithe is a prideful Pokemon, the strongest Growlithe in the pack, led by the patriarch of them all, a shiny Arcanine. Arcanine was prideful too, leading the pack with a benevolent hand, but being firm in his rules. The most important one everyone had to follow though was that he was the undisputed ruler and any power grab would be handled promptly without remorse. Every Pokemon in the group new this, even the newly evolved Raichu they had put in the camp for sexual release purposes. Arcanine thought he was a welcome addition to the camp, and even tried out his hole a few times before and after the slave was a Raichu, liking it a lot.


        Growlithe felt like this was his time, it was his time to break off from the pack and find a mate. He wanted to have his own pack and rule his own territory, not chained by any of the rules he had to follow here. There was one problem however, no one would want to mate with him if he wasn’t evolved, he just wasn’t strong enough, and couldn’t provide like an Arcanine could. So quickly, Growlithe got to work, searching all over the land for a fire stone, even going as far as to attack trainers, searching their bags for the precious rock. His efforts weren’t unnoticed by their leader, who was very curious to what he would want it for. Arcanine seemed to take it the wrong way, why would he want to leave? He thought to himself, Maybe he has other intentions if he evolves. These thoughts raced through his mind, making him nervous. Idea’s raced through his head to make sure this Growlithe and the rest of the pack didn’t act up any more, hurting his chance to be a great ruler.


An idea popped inside his head! I’ll show him personally that I am the ruler of this land, and if he submits I’ll give him a stone myself. This idea pleased him, not only would he authenticate his rule, but he would have some fun along with it. He searched for Growlithe when he was on one of his hunts. Finally he found him, next to an injured trainer, searching through his bag. How dumb can this guy be? Arcanine questioned to himself, If he failed at attacking the trainer, he would’ve either been captured or killed. This made Arcanine a little pissed at the idiocy of lower member of the pack.


“Fuck this!” Growlithe said, kicking the bag, not finding anything. He started to walk away, not noticing the big figure looming over him. “I’m never going to find a fucking fire stone.” He wailed, helplessly.


“Don’t be so hard on yourself.” Arcanine said behind him, alerting Growlithe to his position. “How… Why…” Growlithe tried to speak, but was at a loss of words scared and surprised from seeing Arcanine away from the pack. “Shh… it's ok.” Arcanine assured him. “I have a proposition for you, one that you probably want to hear, as it might help you with your evolution problem.”


“Lemme hear it!” Growlithe said, his eyes lighting up with a firey passion, matching his red-orange coat.
        
“Well you’ll do anything for a fire stone right?” Arcanine questioned the eager Pokemon in front of him.


        “Yes! I’ll do anything! What do you need for me to do?”


        “Well” he said, “You need to do me a big favor, and I mean big, do you accept?” 


        “Of course! I’ll accept anything, I just want to evolve!”


“Great!” Arcanine said, “Let's go back to camp.”


They traveled back to camp, more than just a hint of mischief gleaming in Arcanine’s eyes. Growlithe’s attitude was a different picture, head drooped down, wondering what he just agreed too.


Arcanine roared loud in the middle of the camp, with the Growlithe in tow behind him. The roar was informing everyone that an announcement was about to be made. As a crowd started to grow around the two he began to think of his speech, and once everyone was present Arcanine began to speak. “Today, I found this here Growlithe on an honorable, but futile hunt for a fire stone. He wants to evolve and be something bigger, this is the determination everyone here needs.” Everyone around started to clap, or if they didn’t have hands they stomped their paws on the ground in appreciation of the young dog. “However,” his voice changed demeanor, to a more calculating tone. “This does go against my number one rule, No power struggles within camp.” Growlithe started to interject, but Arcanine dismissed him, “I do believe this was not intentional, but a misstep nonetheless. But since I believe this was not malicious I gave him a deal.” The crowd listened intently. “I would show him, and all of you, right in the middle of camp how powerful I am. Making him my bitch right in front of all of you here. If he is able to take my full cock, all the way past the knot, he will be allowed a fire stone, if not then he’ll give up this endeavor.”


A sense of dread fell over the Growlithe, he couldn’t back down now, not right in front of everyone, his pride would be rammed harder than he was going to be if he stopped. “Well? What are you waiting for?” Arcanine yelled, “Lube me up bitch!” His cock now peaking out of his sheath. “Hurry up! Before I change my mind!” he ordered.


Growlithe slowly walked under the big beast, eyes glued on him and what he was about to do. He felt the fur of Arcanine’s chest and belly brush over him as he traveled under the beast. Now facing the small tip peaking out, he opened his mouth, getting himself ready. Arcanine didn’t waste any more time, thrusting into the unexpecting junior’s mouth. Growlithe’s eye’s bulged out, taken aback from the cock now intruding into his mouth. Even though he was just getting used to this new sensation he needed to think, I have to do a good job at this part, It will make the penetration later much easier. Growlithe was smart after all, and got to work promptly. Slobbering all over the thick rod of the pack leader. As the cock grew out of Arcanines sheath, Arcanine felt more comfortable thrusting harder into the gullet of his bitch, going deep into the dog’s throat now. Growlithe was in pain, jaw now numb from being stretched past its limit with throbbing dog meat getting thicker as he went on. He began to panic, If I can barely make it fit here, what would be my fate when he turns me around? He tried to stop thinking of situations like this, but it would be in the back of his head for the rest of the deed. No one could take their eyes off what was happening, every soul was looking at the pair, wondering if Growlithe could do it. Growlithe noticed this, blushing hard with embarrassment, It will be worth it in the end. I hope…


Nearing his breaking point, Arcanine wisely backed off, the mouth wasn’t the end goal, well... not Growlithes mouth. Taking a moment to regain his composure Arcanine was ready for the last part. “Turn around!” He ordered the Growlithe, also catching his breath. Nervously, the smaller dog turned in a half circle, raising his tail, ass facing his new master. He couldn’t even look at the face of the man who was about to split in him two, still buried in the mass of Arcanine’s underside fur. “Hopefully you lubed me up enough bitch!” Arcanine taunted to the small pup, playing to the crowd a little bit. Growlithe began to get even redder because of these comments.


Arcanine moved back a bit, readying up for the first thrust, taking his sweet time with his new toy. Suddenly, he thrust in Growlithe, forcing his cock inside the other Pokemon. A yelp followed by moans of pain and pleasure emanated out Arcanine’s bitch, now feeling fully ashamed of what he was doing. “Hey Everyone!” Arcanine yelled out to the crowd, “I think this little fucker likes this. You like being fucked in the ass huh? I guess we might have to get rid of Raichu.” Stifled laughs could be heard throughout the audience surrounding the two. As the time progressed the pre from Arcanines cock allowed for him to get deeper inside of Growlithe’s caverns. “Ah fuck you’re tight boy. Might have to keep you like this if you fail. A hole like this is hard to give up.” Arcanine was in bliss right now, the crowd around him vanished in his eyes and it was only those two.


Tongue drooping out, thrusting into the fire pup, was one of the best feelings Arcanine ever experienced. He got deeper and deeper inside of this cock hole until *Bump* Ah shit, I’ve hilted this little fuck. I can’t let him go too, he knows I just did, what should I do? Arcanine pondered to himself, thankfully he was not close to the edge, or his knot would have swelled inside, forcing him to give the fire stone. As he pounded the tight hole of Growlithe he pondered over the question. He didn’t have much too much time however the ass of his bitch was about to milk him for everything he had inside. Making sure he was out enough to be safe he thrust harder and harder until he was about to cum. Knot swelled, now bumping against Growlithe’s hole. “AH! PUSH HARDER! I CAN TAKE IT!” Growlithe pleaded with his master. Words of motivation had no effect on the larger dog though, Growlithe was becoming a bigger problem than he thought.


After a few moments of intense pushing against Growlithe’s hole, Arcanine tensed up, his huge cock throbbing inside of the much smaller animal. Shooting sticky, white hot ropes inside his bitch. Load after load was pumped inside him, filling up his stomach quite nicely, a small bulge was building where the tip of his cock was. Not being able to satisfy the demands of Arcanine, Growlithe slipped down and off the monster cock falling face first onto the floor, defeated.


The crowd watched in suspense, What was going to happen? What will become of Growlithe? Many other thoughts raced through the heads of the crowd. After about a minute of suspense, Arcanine was the first to speak up. “Now, now, you didn’t take my whole cock, failing what I tasked of you.” Growlithe was about to speak, but Arcanine silenced him again, “But! I do feel like you deserve to be an Arcanine with your efforts today.” The crowd gasped! Is this really happening? They all thought.


“Everyone stay right here.” Arcanine then went into his personal tent, coming out rather quickly, with a fire stone in his maw. Dropping it beside him he approached the small dog, “I think I’ve even found a way for you to become a shiny pokemon, just like me. Lets all give a round of applause for this Growlithe!” He announced to the crowd. And applause they did, paws stomping and if they had them, hands clapping. Growlithe took in all of this, turning around in circles, eyes gleaming. 


This is the time to strike, Arcanine thought to himself. The next time Growlithe turned his back to him, he pounced! Quickly grabbing the Growlithe in his mouth feet first. “AHH!” Growlithe screamed in surprise not realising what was happening to him. Arcanine swallowed hard, sinking the dog’s hind legs inside of his throat. Growlithe now comprehending what was happening started to thrash back and forth trying to escape. Dumbass, Arcanine thought to himself, swallowing down a bit more. Squirming will only make it easier for me. 


“Help! I don’t want to be eaten!” Cried out Growlithe, just barely hanging out of Arcanines maw, teeth brushing against his chest. Another swallow, and he was down further, about halfway at this point. Growlithes pleads for someone didn’t stop, but that just made the taste sweeter for the pack leader. Gulping down even more of the upstart, forcing his arms down now. The lump in Arcanine’s throat was bulging with the enormous meal he had trapped there. Another swallow and he was neck deep. Arcanine opened his maw one last time and circled the crowd, showing the young pup the outside world one last time. A grim reminder of what would happen to anyone who disobeyed him. With one final gulp, the lump in his throat disappeared and reappeared in his stomach, legs and paws kicking, a pointless effort. 


“Let this serve to remind you all.” Arcanine said, looking over the crowd, “I will let you all have your fun, but to live here is a privilege, one that I can take away if you break the rules. First I will violate you and any notions you’ve had of me, then you will become my dinner. Is everyone clear here?” The crowd nodded, and Arcanine and Growlithe went back to his tent. Arcanine laughed at his clever wit, he was truthful to the Growlithe from the beginning, he will become a Shiny Arcanine. Maybe he’ll become some backfat, or be broken down even more and become a nice load to be shot inside another rule breaker.


As the hours passed, Arcanine listened to his stomach’s grumbles die down, but he was savoring every moment. Watching the little animal squirm made him feel so powerful, something he felt that was slipping away from him. Well, he thought right before he went to sleep, I might just have to enforce the rules a bit more now. He laughed at his own joke and started drifting off, Maybe I’ll even make a few new ones.