Gordie had been warned about venturing too far from the farm lately, but even the words of the farm’s owner took a backseat when compared to the rumbling of the chubby granbull’s stomach. He felt that he did good work as a guard dog, keeping the various pokemon in their place, even if he did often need the help of the other guard dog, Dallas. For some reason he was often ignored or even pushed around when he was just trying to do his job. But they would listen if Dallas was by his side, perhaps standing by the much larger and stronger arcanine just made him seem all the more intimidating? 

He excused himself from any further duties and decided to take his lunch break a bit earlier than usual. But since the food wouldn’t be made for him or anyone else for a bit longer and he knew better than to take from the farm’s storage of produce, Gordie elected to venture out in the nearby forest and snack on some of the berries that grew on the wild bushes. Even though there had been warnings of recent mysterious attacks in that area, Gordie was sure that he would be fine. It was broad daylight and the bushes weren’t that far into the forest. 

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It didn’t go as he had planned. The first thing that went wrong was the bushes themselves being void of any berries, picked clean and bare. The disappointed fairy-type figured that it was best to just go back and wait for lunch time to arrive. Gordie’s nose was twitching, picking up the faint traces of sweetness and tang from the picked berries. It meant they had been recently picked. Now ready to head back home, Gordie couldn’t help but sniff again, noticing that there was a change. The scent was no longer sweet or tangy. In fact it was rather pungent, like Dallas’ sheath after he ran around all day but much stronger. 

Before the granbull could ask himself what it was, his hindlegs were struck by something sticky and they were pulled together. It was String Shot. Something had got a good hold on his back legs and now it was pulling him in. He couldn’t see what was on the other end of the thin yet strong strings. A clump of bushes blocked his view. He was heading for them quickly, being dragged and sliding along the forest floor. Whatever had him was certainly strong. He could only yelp and brace himself just before he was pulled through the bushes. 

The smacking of twigs and branches against his body and a mouthful of leaves left Gordie fazed for a bit but he was snapped out of it when something was dropped onto his nose. Even stronger now, that pungent smell was flooding his olfactory senses. His eyes focused, unblurring the haze of dark pink to reveal a fat equine-shaped cocktip right in front of his eyes, leaking precum onto his short muzzle. 

Before Gordie could growl, bark, or even whimper, there was a sharp pain on his rump. Being a fairy-type, he took a good amount of damage from the move Poison Sting. Though pretty weak on its own, the purpose of the move wasn’t actually to deal damage. It was to get a special poison laced with pheromones in the granbull’s system. It was working quickly, making the bulldog pokemon feel woozy. Fighting wasn’t even Gordie’s first reaction but he felt entirely too unsteady to do so. The only thing working as usual were his mind and his nose, still picking up on the raw musk. But he found that his body wasn’t moving the way he wanted it to. There was more stinging in his rear but it was hard to focus on that when his body was feeling hotter and hotter. His sheath was tingling, the tip of his cock poking out from his furry pouch. 

Instinctively he began to pant in an attempt to quell some of the heat and the cock-bearer took it upon themselves to shove forwards and stuff Gordie’s mouth full of a fat and musky dick. The tip along was stretching his large mouth wide and his tongue was pressed down against the thickness that came in after it. 

While that was happening there were some heavy footsteps. Gordie could move his eyes and he saw that it was a Scolipede, one with particularly dark colors. It came out of the bushes, sporting a long and thick equine-shaped erection just like its partner. It watched as another scolipede, one with lighter colors was already helping himself to the fairy-type’s mouth. 

They were the reason for the warnings. A powerful duo that used “weak” moves to their advantage. One used String Shot to ensnare and drag prey in and the other was quick to fire a Poison Sting to inject them with a special poison that wasn’t for damage but for making things a lot easier for them both. What the two wanted were mates. It was mating season for their kind but they were the only Scolipede in the area. So they worked together to get what they wanted. 

What they were looking for was another female to knock up with their eggs and from a distance, the chubby and pink dog looked female enough. But upon closer inspection he was clearly male. But as it turned out, the pair of large bugs weren’t very picky about their catches. It would just be a waste of effort to leave him in this state. 

The lighter scolipede was sinking more and more of his huge dick inside of the canine’s maw, feeling satisfied from the warmth that was surrounding it. Wanting to get more led to him partially standing over Gordie. By then the granbull had started to figure things out but what could he do? He could taste the pre that was spurting and the bitterness of the likely unwashed shaft, what he was tasting was likely a mix of many loads and juices from other pokemon that had been caught like this. 

As it turned out, Gordie was pretty talented when it came to taking cocks, especially from those who were significantly bigger than him. It was less likely that he would be bullied on the farm if he could offer up some satisfaction. The stables offered plenty of chances to practice, especially when there were a half dozen Tauros always looking to fill a hole. 

As the length was dragging over his tongue and spurting precum down his throat, Gordie was thankful to find that he could still swallow. As he gulped down the hot and flavorful stuff, there was a thump and press of something hard and wet against his tailhole. Before he could even process what was about to happen, the darker colored scolipede was pushing forwards, forcing Gordie’s tailhole to spread even wider than it usually would around the blunt start of the bug’s cock. 

A forceful hump pushed Gordie forwards a bit and it also made his hole give way and welcome the fat tip inside. The canine would have yelped if he could, feeling a mix of pain and pleasure from the rough penetration and amount of stretching he had to do in such a short amount of time. And it was just beginning. The darker scolipede was pushing in, letting out a sound as its inches were disappearing inside of the canine. 

As the medial ring and its following inches entered, there was a bulge in Gordie’s stomach that was getting bigger as more and more of the cock was disappearing from view. It wasn’t just because of the one mounted to his backside, the one in front was sinking more of his cock in, penetrating his throat as well. Against the stretched skin of the fairy-type’s belly, the outline of two cocktips were seen grinding against each other. As they got all of their cock length inside, the pair of scolipede were as close as they could be while facing opposite directions. Their bodies were grinding together as they both began humping, pulling and pushing their large and musky dicks into the canine, using him as a means of pleasure.

They were both making unique noises as their cocks were throbbing and leaking more precum that was collecting in the pit of Gordie’s stomach, making it feel warmer and a bit heavier. While he was being used, the canine couldn’t help but moan from the sheer stretching of his ass and the raw potency of the musk that was rising from the two bigger males. His knotted shaft had slipped from the sheath fully and it was twitching as well, leaking precum on the grass he was laying on top of. 

The wet sounds of the large cocks slipping out were easily heard and so were the wet thumps of their large and heavy balls swinging in. Thick strings of precum were keeping the pair of sacks connected to Gordie’s front and back respectively. They were nearly in sync with each other. He noticed that the one using his mouth was humping just a bit faster than the other, his balls always smacking in his face just before the one came in to roughly bump against his backside. 

As more precum was being released it was leaking from his tailhole and mouth. Their balls coming in would make the fluid splatter back onto him. More and more, the canine was getting marked in the strong smelling fluid. Until he would get a bath, it would be easy for the other pokemon to tell what happened to him. 

Another muffled yelp was forced out of Gordie as the two began thrusting much harder and faster at the same time. He was able to handle their sizes because of the steady pace but now the pair were going at a breakneck pace and there was so much strength put into their thrusts, rocking his body from both ends. Their balls slammed into him even and he was starting to feel crushed in between them, smothered as more of their bodies were getting on top of them, Their hot, sweaty undersides, reeking of wild musk that was so thick it was nearly choking him. 

His stomach was stretched out much further as more of their shafts reached in. There was also the steady amount of precum that was being pumped into the canine, both shooting so much at the same time was quickly filling him up. It was all he could taste on his tongue, not even needing to swallow as it was blasted directly into his guts from both ends. He just closed his eyes and did his best to endure, still smelling the intense reek of feral breeding studs and hearing the rapid slaps and thuds of their crotches slamming against him and then their balls doing the same right after, flinging more precum and sweat that coated his fur and skin. 

They kept this up, going at a fast and hard pace with no signs of stopping. While doing this the two were making various noises. Their cocks would shoot even more precum and Gordie’s body was feeling wet and sticky all over. The next hard thrust inside of him made him cum involuntarily, shooting his loads against his belly and yet he wasn’t feeling much pleasure from the release, instead more strain as the darker scolipede was humping even harder to capitalize on the stronger squeezes and the lighter one did the same just to keep up with the other. 

Then there was a change from them. He could feel the heads of their pumping cocks throbbing and expanding. It was happening quickly and the sounds being made by the pair of scolipede was sounding more…happy. More excited. They kept most of their cocks inside, brushing their expanding and pulsating flares against his oral and anal walls, stimulating them as much as they could while still going at that relentless pace. 

With a final slam from both, Gordie felt his stomach expanding even more and very rapidly. Hot cum was jettisoning from their cocks at about the same time, firing in large gushes. Their super fat and heavy balls were churning and pulling upwards, expelling their contents and rushing them through the swelled cocks. As the flared throbbed another huge burst of essence would come flying out, pouring into his canine’s belly, making it expand even more. 

For about a full minute, Gordie was given their loads. They would occasionally pull back and hump into his holes again, doing what they could to milk out more and extend their climaxes for as long as they could, making more of those unique sounds of pleasure. By then Gordie’s belly was extremely heavy and hot. His body was a mess all over and was reeking of the bug pokemon’s various fluids. 

As the last of their loads came, they both pulled out rather unceremoniously, releasing the last of their spunk directly onto his body. The canine pokemon was allowed to pant freely and endure the overly stretched state of his stomach. He groaned deeply as seed came rushing out of him. Slowly, his belly was shrinking as the puddle of cum beneath his tail was expanding further and further out. 

While he was left there to drain himself of their essence, the pair of scolipede took their leave. They weren’t quite finished with their hunt but Gordie had made a significant contribution in satiating their lusts. So they decided not to eat him afterwards and instead leave him be, perhaps to be captured and bred another day. He would be able to move soon, their cum acting as an antidote to the poison. 

As they left the granbull alone, Gordie did notice that he was able to move more of his body in the way that he wanted to. But it still felt weak from the almighty pounding he received. He wouldn’t be going anywhere until the feeling returned to his legs. 

But there was a silver lining to all of this. At least he was no longer hungry…