Ruined Mons#5:
The village of Exsploud falls, Monday, October 31st, 1938: Loud, angry voices echoed like crashing thunder off the flagstones as an enraged mob marched down the streets of Exsploud falls. Headed up by Raichu, the town sheriff, the mob was beelining for the Garbodor homestead, & they were out for blood. Less than 20 minutes before sheriff Raichu & his wife had been listening to a rerun of the war of the worlds on the radio. But after checking on their daughter & finding her missing with an all too familiar odor lingering, the village was whipped into a frenzy. You see, for years the Garbodor clan had been kidnapping young Mon’s, knocking them up, & turning them into disgusting trash to grow their family. Everyone knew but could do nothing, the clan was too powerful. Until recently that is. With the world on the verge of another world war & much of the family’s wealth & holdings confiscated for military use, the clan was a shell of its former self. No longer could they run wild throughout the town & do as they please. Tonight was the final straw. Not content with letting the monsters have his daughter, the sheriff & his mob swarmed the family homestead on the edge of Loudred wood, where Lucille & Lilith the daughters of Garbodor the 3rd & sisters of clan head Garbodor the 4th awaited them. They explained their brother took the girl despite the clan’s protests & the clan (the few that remained) were willing to turn him in for total amnesty. The sheriff agreed. Directed to the woodshed by the girls, the mob broke open the doors to find Pichu held down, legs spread, about to be penetrated by Garbodor.


“With this, I give you the seed & bond you to the clan.”- The words barely left his lips before sheriff Raichu blew a hole in his head. Leaving the ritual incomplete.


Taking his daughter, the sheriff upheld his end of the deal, leaving the family to bury their former leader in peace. Hauling his body into the woods, the family entered a large, well-kept clearing that served as the clan cemetery. Digging a hole among the wooden & stone grave markers, the family gave a mocking goodbye before unceremoniously dumping Garbodor the 4th in the hole. For you see, this had been the clan’s goal all along. The family was dying that much was clear. The government & villagers encroaching on their land, & no longer showing them the respect they once had. For this they had blamed Garbodor, he was an ineffective & weak leader unlike their father & his before him. They had convinced him to kidnap the sheriff’s daughter to swell their ranks & grow the clan, knowing the town would retaliate.
Slapping down a hastily made stone with Garbodor the 4ths name & his D.O.B-D.O.D, the family left the graveyard, abandoning the ways of their ancestors & moving off the clan land.
Turning the land into fairgrounds, the clan sought to regain their lost wealth through business & trading, investing the money they had left in the war effort & using the carnival profits to fund more illicit activities. The financial windfall was enormous. With the outbreak of WWII, the value of their investment skyrocketed & their carnival boomed as families throughout the valley came, trying to spend as much time together before the inevitable draft. Thanks to this, the clan’s status skyrocketed, they regained their former power in spades & their numbers began to grow once more as they secretly imported mons from outside the valley to function as their breeders.
As the years passed the carnival grew until it became the Whiscash splash in the 1980s. The clan slowly integrated into the upper crust of society, leaving Garbodor the 6th to run the family business, leaving him with his choice of the Mon’s that came to the park. As for the burial grounds, it was forgotten along with the clan history & values. Falling to disrepair, the only grave left standing was Garbodor the 4ths. The incomplete ritual barring him from moving on & leaving his spirit trapped, forever waiting to violate his final victim.


The town of Exsploud falls, Present day: Happiny giggled happily as she dragged her fat candy sack behind her. It was Halloween & Happiny, the chunky girl she was, had taken in a huge haul. Dressed as a nurse, she scoured the town in a grid pattern, starting in her home in the suburbs, going through the village of Petalburg, avoiding the industrial district, & currently finishing up the downtown business district.
Thanks to all the disappearances & the recent resurgence of trash-mons, Halloween had nearly not happened for Happiny. Her parents thought it too dangerous to allow their daughter to wander the streets at night but she insisted. Promising to avoid sketchy neighborhoods & stay in well-lit areas, Happiny was reluctantly allowed to go. Hoping to meet up with her friend’s Grimer & Alolan Grimer, Happiny was disappointed to find they weren't going out this year. Apparently, their parents weren’t so easily swayed & many other parents felt the same. That night, Happiny had only seen half the kids she was used to. But whatever, more candy for her, right?
Getting a handful of fun-sized “Payday” bars from a nice Persian man, Happiny finished out the business district & was ready to head home when she overheard a Vulpix & a Koffing talking about a Purugly woman handing out full-sized Diglett bars on Garbodor street in the upper district, the wealthy part of town. Not willing to pass up on full-sized candy, Happiny resolved to go but was slightly stumped on how to get there. She knew where Garbodor street was, of course, her Grandma lived there. The problem was getting there, it was entirely across town & to get there she would either have to pass through the industrial district or circumvent the massive Whiscash splash waterpark which would take an hour. Thinking hard for a moment, Happiny remembered that the edge of the Loudred forest, the eastern half, ran parallel to the back of the park boarding the business district & went all the way to the upper district like the park’s wall. Getting excited now, Happiny smiled, she found the shortcut she needed.
Making her way to the dark park, Happiny shuddered & turned on her flashlight, the park had been closed all summer thanks to a Grimer disguised as Kyogre infestation. So all the businesses that ran off the people that came to the park were closed, leaving the area looking abandoned & spooky. Still determined to get her full-sized candy, Happiny pushed aside her fear & entered the forest.
Sticking close to the back wall of the park, Happiny made good time despite the muddy ground, now carrying her candy sack on her shoulder instead of dragging it behind her. As Happiny made her way deeper into the forest, the forest began to close in & the ground became more overgrown & brambly. Eventually, Happiny began to worry, she thought the way might become blocked or too narrow to pass-through, forcing her to go back & wasting 30 minutes in total. But just when she thought going forward was a lost cause, she entered a massive clearing.
Completely circular, the medium-sized clearing had no trees but was covered in swamp grass, full of broken stone & rotten wood poking up from the ground, & smelt like a sewer. Slightly confused but relieved she could continue forward, Happiny set out across the clearing, her fat feet squelching on the soft ground. Having to maneuver around the wood & stone chunks, Happiny found herself standing in front of a single standing stone, the only standing stone in the clearing. 
Written on it, Happiny noticed, were the words Garbodor the 4th, 1910-1938. Unsure of what dates meant but creeped the hell out, Happiny was unaware of how fast the temperature was dropping. Several feet below her something stirred, a long-forgotten ritual demanded to be filled as Happiny’s presence reawakened it. The moment Happiny had entered the clearing, all the evil buried there entered a single point, rousing a forgotten monster as the ritual demanded. So as Happiny began to walk away from the stone she began to shiver & the smell of rot & death filled the air. Before Happiny knew what happened the smell concentrated right behind her & instead of running, she made the mistake of turning around.
Standing behind her was the seemingly empty shell of a Garbodor, no eyes, nothing in the mouth. It looked like an abandoned husk like a Shedinja except it had a massive hole blown through its head. For a moment Happiny tried to run but the… thing grabbed her, its very touch feeling like rot & death.
Forcing her to look at him, Happiny's eyes widened in horror as she realized she could see through holes in his body & behind him the ground around the stone had been blasted apart. Struggling harder, Happiny tried to get away from the zombie Garbodor but it was no use, his grip, like iron. Wanting to move on to the other side, Garbodor wasted no time, he picked Happiny up like she weighed nothing, turned her around, & enjoyed her screams as he began to get erect. Looking like a rotten pickle, Garbodor’s dick was a nasty, 3ft long, garbage log covered in studs & sores, ending in a mango sized studded knot. Despite her struggling & pleading, Garbodor tore her nurse’s costume to shreds, spread her legs & began lowering her exposed crotch to it.


“With this, I give you the seed & bond you to the clan.”


The words left the gaping hole of his mouth like sandpaper on a chalkboard. His breath or lack thereof carried the scent of things better left dead, making Happiny go from dry heaving to puking violently. Undeterred, Garbodor began inserting his rotten, puke-covered dick into Happiny, just his tip was large enough to stretch her. Unlike with other Garbodor, his cock did not cause burning searing pain thanks to his lack of life. Instead, a deep wrongness began spreading throughout Happiny, the evil that kept garbodor from passing on & roused his body began filling her. As his dick pushed further in, Happiny cried out through her vomit as he stretched her, it may not burn but it was still cold, slimy, & stretching her to the point of near tearing. With each inch, the studs scraped further & further away at Happiny’s insides, sending ice-cold, knife-like spikes of undead evil deeper into her body. Continuing to push deeper, Garbodor soon reached Happiny’s hymen, & without pause or ceremony, broke it, causing Happiny to gurgle vomit in pain & finally giving his undead toxins access to Happiny’s bloodstream.
Like ice racing up her veins, Happiny felt Garbodor’s unnatural evil begin spreading through her blood & begin taking over her organs, while his icy spikes continued to burrow into her flesh. All of that faded into the background though as Garbodor’s dick began to move once again, worming it’s way further inside her. With every inch, Happiny’s pussy was spread painfully further & she could see his rotting dick pushing up against & bulging the inside. Even if she did somehow escape, Happiny knew she would never be the same.
Eventually Garbodor’s cock reached her cervix & for the briefest of moments, Happiny thought it over. Sadly it was not to be for Garbodor continued pushing, his massive dick now coiling inside Happiny’s guts, creating a bulging mass. Continuing to push until only the knot remained, Garbodor pulled back a bit & disregarding Happiny’s vomit gurgling pleas, rammed in full force, driving his knot inside. Screaming through her vomit as Garbodrs knot went from outside to very much inside. Happiny’s entire body went ice cold. Where a normal Garbodors dick & toxins would be scalding & burning their victim Happiny’s was ice cold & the undead evil Garbodor forced into her began taking over. Unable to stop screaming, Happiny was helpless as Garbodor began to thrust. Fucking her like a wild animal, Garbodor pumped everything he had into her, slamming against her cervix with reckless abandon, his only goal to free himself from his living hell.
Two hours later & the pair were still going at it, Garbodor’s unnatural strength & infinite stamina keeping him fucking & Happiny having long since passed out.  Covered in vomit, Happiny was almost unrecognizable as the filthy nasty Mon she now was. After two hours of raving her insides, the necrotic studs covering Garbodor’s undead monster hog had scraped away so much of Happiny’s pussy that it had become cavernous & perfectly fit the 3ft by 3ft member inside it. Her cervix had not faired much better, Having been corroded & corrupted by the decades-old rotten pre-spraying against it. It now had the texture & consistency of rotting wood & seemed as if it would break at any moment. & break it did, after 15 more minutes of horrific undead rape Garbodor let out an inpokemon shriek as his dick shattered Happiny’s cervix & his dick entered her womb.
Woken up from her exhausted slumber by the shriek, Happiny regained consciousness just in time to feel Garbodor obliterate her cervix & enter her womb where three Ova swam. With the dick entering the womb & rapidly turning it into a black cave of rot, the Ova did not have time to even process what was going on before, with another might shriek, Garbodor orgasmed. The color of dijon mustard, Garbodor’s rotten cum filled the womb, engulfing the Ova where his sperm swarmed them. Ripping into the Ova with an unearthly hunger the sperm ripped the Ova to shreds. Before reforming them into rotten abominations as disgusting & evil as Garbodor himself as they adhered themselves to the uterine wall.
Feeling her body truly rotting from the inside out, Happiney could do nothing but scream, sending flakes of dried vomit into the air. After 10 minutes of nonstop cum & a massive puddle forming from Happiny’s dripping pussy. Garbodor’s orgasm slowed & finally stopped, leaving Happiny sobbing & panting, her body now shaking uncontrollably.


“Finally.”- Garbodor whispered in his dry voice as the last drops of cum left him.


A moment later Happiny fell to the ground as Garbodor’s rotten carcass rapidly dried before crumbling to dust & blowing away on the chilly night wind.
Lying in the puddle of cum, vomit & whatever else came out of them. Happiny continued to sob & pant, unable to move as ever bit of evil the clearing held, freed from Garbodor, violently & maliciously forced its way into her. Amplifying Garbodor’s corruption & starting their own, Happiny screamed as the smell of overwhelming rot filled the clearing, & black light began to pour from her body as she cracked & split apart. Now finally burning like all the others. Happiny felt the chunks of her body dissolve into energy as her every cell was ripped apart & horrifically slapped back together as the evil made her their own.
At About 10 am the next morning the residents of Garbodor street began dry heaving & vomiting, as the horrific odor of death rot & sewage flooded their million Poke neighborhood as what sort of appeared to be a Chansey in an amazing Halloween custom shambled out of the woods, a candy bag in tow. Unfortunately, it was no costume. In a town full of horrific events, this was perhaps the most horrific of all. For you see, last night as the evil had its way with Happiny, it turned her into a perversion of everything good, making her a living symbol of the rot & perversion that existed in the word. By forcing her to evolve they turned Happiny into living rot, a zombie that had yet to die. Now a Chansey her weight had ballooned to at least 400 lbs, taking her from chunky to grotesquely obese. Completely covered in rolls, blubber, & cellulite her every cell was now rotten & rancid. She was covered in red & blue spots & stalk-like growths, with her skin starting pink at the top & becoming mold green going down. Chansey’s mouth was a black rotten cave with crumbling yellow teeth & a nasty black tongue. Her egg, the egg she had always wanted was yellow, rotten & reeked of death. Now while Chansey’s body was bad, but her genitals & breasts were where the real tragedy lay. Her once small breasts were grotesque sacks of rancid fat, covered in bumps with foot-long, Garbodor dick tip green nipples. Constantly leaking rancid sludge, it burned coming out & killed any plant it touched. Her pussy fared no better. Looking like rancid fish, her labia was bloated & stretched hanging down like a pair of meat curtains. Like her breasts, it constantly leaked, creating a juice that smelled like the runoff from decomposing flesh. Chancy’s asshole was ruined as well but no one could see it under her massive amounts of ass flesh. Finally, under the massive rotgut, Chansey could feel movements coming from her undead womb. Garbodor’s seed had taken root. No matter how much Chansey tried to deny it, tried to fight it, Chansey knew she grew Garbodor’s rotten spawn in her rancid body. She knew that since she had been weak, she would be responsible for bringing the clans evil back into the world.
Waddling down the street to head home, Chansey saw the other mons run from her, look disgusted at her, or stare in fascination at what they believed to be a costume. As the reality of what these reactions meant began to set in, fat mucus tears rolled down Chancy’s cheeks. Her dreams of being a nurse were over, all she would ever be now was rotten garbage.