Delphox Dilemma#4


If week six was bad week twelve was absolute hell. Braixen was stuffed once again to the point of bursting. Her fat hung off her frame like never before, full of so much cellulite & fat that Braixen was just as squishy as Goodra. Speaking of Goodra, he had taken great care to eat only the spiciest & rancid food so that Brainxen's mouth burned from the taste & her dumps were like lava. Her unborn Mon’s had become even bigger & more active thrashing at almost all times now, shaking Braixen’s entire body & making her engorged, swollen breasts bounce & slap painfully against her rock hard sore stomach (Much to Goodra’s delite). To Braixen’s horror, her smell had also gotten worse as she had begun to rip wet rancid queefs, causing Goodra to sniff & often lick her pussy an experience Braixen found far worse than him fucking her. This led to the unfortunate side effect that Braixen would now taste her rancid pussy in the slop she was forced to eat. Braixen wanted nothing more than to die & escape this horrific existence but instead, she just got fatter.
Returning from hunting, Goodra proceeded to eat a meal of Skuntank & Croagunk right in front of Braixen, smirking nastily as she visibly dries heaved as the meal passed through his tendril & into her mouth. Picking her up like the 300 Lbs fox weighed nothing, he slid his dick into her pussy with no resistance as the slimy, fatty walls wrapped around his dick with a perfect fit. A loud squelching filling the air & he slid into her deeper. Stirred up by the sounds, Braixen’s unborn crotch spawn resumed their trashing, causing visible bulges along Braixen’s tight stomach.
Lying Braxien on her back, Goodra began to fuck her with long, deep thrusts, contrary to his normal animalistic wild fucking. Goodra found that long & slow motion not only caused Braixen's sloppy hole to caress his dick much more lovingly but created a much more expressive look of discomfort on her face, which Goodra loved immensely. Settling into a nice rhythm, Goodra lowered his head & began licking Braxien taut stomach with his long sticky tongue. Savoring the taste of her disgusting fur, Goodra felt every movement as the creatures within moved around, seeking their escape. Wrapping his tongue around the underside of Braixen's bulging stomach, Goodra savored the feeling of the bumpy cellulite, the taste of the oily grease congealed above her crotch, & of course; the taste & feel of her pubic mound. Wiry & matted, Braixen's pubic mound tasted like her pussy but ten times worse. The pussy flavor was old & stale, urine saturated the entire thing, & mud N' grease coated it. Goodra loved it. While his tongue continued to snake its way around Braixen's body, Goodra began to suck on her belly button, enjoying the feeling of her heartbeat, the unborn Mon's movements, & the dick thrusts that vibrated through him from her rock hard dome. Braixen was ripe & Goodra knew this. He knew that soon he would hear her squeal & whine as she pumped out his kits, pleading & begging for it not to happen, wishing for it to all be a nightmare, instead of being very real. Sucking harder, Goodra visualized what would happen after she pushed out his crotch goblins, how Braixen's ripe body would start to rot, how her round belly would become saggy sallow & pitted, how her full breasts would become sagging flesh tubes hanging down her chest; milk endlessly spurting, & how her pussy would stretch & degrade further, becoming nothing more than a rotten hole. Her fur would fade, becoming as dull & muted as the swamp itself, & her eyes would become dim & emotionless, all her hopes & dreams stolen away, replaced with a rotten body & brats to raise.
Continuing to suck Braixen, Goodra began making his way down her stomach, while his tongue explored her armpit. Bending & craning his neck in ungodly ways’ Goodra snaked his way down his unwilling lover’s body, sucking her fur clean of filth. Reaching Braixen’s pubic mound, head only several inches from his dick, Goodra sucked on Braixen's pubic mound until it metaphorically shined. He sucked it completely clean of filth until the pubic fur looks freshly washed & no longer had any hint of its flavor.
Braixen felt disgusted, she assumed being this disgusting Mon’s breeding sow was as bad as it could get but the fact he was a kinky weirdo was just salt in the wound.  Sitting up as much as her obese body would allow, Braixen stared over the massive globe of her stomach at Goodra, his mouth on her crotch, his tongue in her armpit, & his dick, strangely painlessly, rhythmically pounding her pussy. Hating this vile Mon with every ounce of her being, Braixen imagined all the horrific shit she would do to him if ever given a chance. If only she had been a Delphox, Braixen thought, she would be able to beat him then. But Braixen knew that that was just a pipe dream, she had been a Fennekin not long ago, so the idea of destroying Goodra as a mighty Delphox was all but impossible. Sighing wearily/angrily, Braixen involuntary coughed & gagged as a particularly nasty piece of slop assaulted her taste buds. Soon Braixen's cough’s racked her whole body & along with the motions of Goodra’s dick caused her to involuntarily give a massive push. Similar to knocking over a domino, Braixen’s push caused a ripple of pain to emanate out of the center of her massive belly. That ripple led to more coughing, which led to a bigger ripple, which led to Goodra removing his dick, which led to more coughing, which led to a large gush of fluid flooding out of Braixen’s pussy. Unable to see anything down their whatsoever, All Braixen knew was that Goodra had stood up & was looking at her pussy bemused.
More confused than he was, Braixen could only wonder what was going on when another wave of pain rippled throughout her. Then she felt the Mon’s in her gross womb start to all slide in one direction & she knew exactly what was going on. Holding her legs open, Goodra stared excitedly & Braixen's Pussy, waiting for the show to begin. Freaking out, Braixen mentally tried to a thousand things at once as she went over anything she could do in this scenario but as she felt the first lump touch her weakened cervix, she picked one. Trying to scrunch as up as much as possible, Braxien tried to hold in or reverse lumps movements, under the desperate assumption if she did so, they would just go away somehow. All this accomplished was making the process longer. Reaching Braixen’s cervix, the lumps began to push through it.
Centimeter by centimeter the lumps pushed through Braixen’s pussy, despite her best efforts. More excited than he had ever been, Goodra removed the tentacle from Braixen’s throat. Her mouth empty for the first time in over two months, Braixen’s immediately began to wine & growl in pain & regret. Her yelps music to his ears, Goodra continued to stare at the writhing mass that was Braixen’s stomach with even more eagerness. Her attempts to stop the lumps movements failing, with them continuing to push forward closer to escape, Braixen attempted to use her physic powers once again to save herself but it was futile. Never slowing, the first lump broke through her physic barrier as if it was not even there. As the lumps finally entered the birth canal, Braixen became truly desperate, giving Goodra, the kinky weirdo that held her captive & knocked her up, a pleading look for help. Goodra just smiled wider, his goofy grin becoming noticeably sinister. There would be no help from Goodra this day. Despite Braixen's lack of fight at times, she fulfilled every fetish Goodra had & in no way would he ruin his fun now.
Further & further down the birth canal, the lumps traveled, wiggling & squirming the whole way. With absolutely no help from Goodra coming, Braixen desperately tried to refocus, She doubled down on her efforts to Stop her unborn Mon’s movements, straining with every muscle she had. Once again it proved futile. Nothing Braixen could do caused their slow pace to stutter much less stop. Wining & yipping lounder as she continued to panic, Braixen looked on in horror as her stomach started to deflate, signaling that all three mons had entered her birth canal. Continuing to strain, Braixen’s clenched eyes shot open wide as she felt something strange in her give way. A moment later Goodra’s eyes widened with surprise as Braixen’s body began to glow. To the surprise of both Braixen & Goodra, Braixen had begun to evolve. In her surprise, Braixen had momentarily forgotten what she was doing until she felt the first mon begin to push its head out of her pussy. Feeling truly helpless, Braixen felt her children enter the world one right after the other as her body continued to change. Becoming a mother & a new Mon against her will, Braixen finally began to cry.