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Commissioned by: LiamAether
Written by: Mana Araxis

Zorua's Punishment




The day was warm on a remote coastal beach in the Sinnoh region.  A lone Buizel was walking along the coast's edge, satisfied after having his meal of fish, fresh from the ocean. The water type didn't have a care in the world, oblivious to his surroundings. Further down the coastline, a black furred fox Pokemon eyed the orange furred weasel.  This fox was a Zorua, but unlike most Zoruas, this one had teal highlights in his fur rather than the normal crimson red.  Snickering, he decided to play a trick on the unsuspecting Buizel. Using his illusion ability, he blended in with his surroundings and laid down in the Buizel's path.

The Buizel continued to walk down, his eyes closed with a large smile crossing his face.  He hummed to himself merrily, when he suddenly tripped on an unseen object.

"Ahhhh!" shouted Buizel, toppling over the disguised Zorua. The mischevious fox Pokemon rolled over to his side, attempting to avoid getting crushed by Buizel. Alas, he was too late as the Buizel landed on Zorua's side in a sitting position.

"G-Get off of me!" exclaimed Zorua to Buizel, who was looking down sinisterly.

"I was just walking down this coast and you had to ruin my day with your prank. I'll let you go...after I punish you." replied Buizel.

"P-punish?" remarked the dark type meekly. Zorua looked up as his captor repositioned himself and stared down, his finned arms crossed.

"Yes. I want you clean my hole and service me. I won't let you go until I am satisfied."

Zorua whimpered and nodded slowly. The Buizel slid his presenting rump towards Zorua's muzzle. The illusion Pokemon lifted his forepaws, gripping Buizel's thighs for support, spreading the water type's ass. Zorua took in the musky scent of Buizel's pinkish taint, the briny scent of the ocean permeating his senses. The dark type began to lap at Buizel's entrance, the smooth texture rubbing against his tongue.

Staring up, Zorua noticed the weasel's pink member quickly emerging from his sheath, his small balls rubbing against his nose. The sights and scents began to drive Zorua crazy inside as he felt his own canid penis peek from his sheath.

"Continue. Don't stop." instructed Buizel to the servicing Zorua. Lifting his tail around, Buizel cupped his thick, knotted member between his fork tipped tail. Staring down smuggily at Zorua once more, Buizel guided his three inch cocklet in Zorua's direction. Soon, trickles of yellow liquid began to seep from the tip of Buizel's penis. The warm liquid slowly ran down the weasel's penis, until the trickling turned into a steady stream. Zorua, still lapping at Buizel's taint, felt urine land above his nose, pooling and running down back his head. Zorua's hardened cock throbbed, precum pooled onto the sand below as he was completely taken over from the experience.  

"That's a good boy." said Buizel slowly as he slowly removed his tail's grip. Buizel's pissing slowed down, Zorua's fur now soaked in the water type's liquids. Buizel crawled off of Zorua, his pseudo flaccid cocklet flopping as he stood back up. Zorua tilted his head over, a lost like expression displaying on his face. 

"Now I hope you learned your lesson." said Buizel demandingly, staring back down at the horny and soaked Zorua. With that last statement, Buizel continued on his merry way. as happy as before the whole incident.  Dissappointed, Zorua cocked his head up and looked at his penis, which was still completely hard.

"Now how am I going to take care of this..." sighed Zorua before flopping down still sexually frustrated.