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This is a wonderful commission both me and [icon]PrincessCres[/icon] got from [fa]Cubow[/fa] , making a wonderful job in depicting both of our characters in a very \"forceful\" encounter :3\n\nHippil was after some thugs that ended up going to this Seviper's store, and poor Kaiya had lots of rough times with them. What will happen next, I wonder?\n\nDisclaimer that the themes here showed do not reflect on our real world views, and are only purely for fiction enjoyment.\n\nWith all of that out of the way, hope you enjoy the story with it!\n\nHippil belongs to [icon]PrincessCres[/icon]\n\nKaiya belongs to me!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "I'm so happy I can finally post this! This is a wonderful commission both me and \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
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Hippil was after some thugs that ended up going to this Seviper's store, and poor Kaiya had lots of rough times with them. What will happen next, I wonder?

Disclaimer that the themes here showed do not reflect on our real world views, and are only purely for fiction enjoyment.

With all of that out of the way, hope you enjoy the story with it!

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Kaiya belongs to me!", "writing": "Knitting a New Purpose\nBy Totodice/Cres and Olemgar/Rodrigulino\n\nStory contains: Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Violence, Soft vore, Sexism.\n\nThe Grass Continent was known to be the weakest among all the continents in Aderon, where only the weakest males and some feisty females happened to live, going day by day trying to not stir up too much conflict, living by their talents with craft or hard work instead of the life of combat.\n\nAnd in a small village deep into the continent, a very frail but beautiful serperior lived. Her name was Kaiya, and she was a very pretty young woman, with her pink scales and beautiful jade eyes, a very delicate but very desirable specimen of her serpentine species. She was just past 20 years old, and had been taken a few times as all females in Aderon experience in their life, but considerably less frequently than others she knew.\n\nThe reason for that was because of her uncommon traits and lineage. For one, she had an uncommon color for her species, sporting shock-pink scales instead of the usual vivid green of her kind, and more importantly, she had been born with ghost-type abilities.\n\nHer mother was an ordinary serperior, but after being “courted” by a very horny gourgeist one night, she had a single daughter, with the specified deviant appearance and the ability to summon ghost flames at will. Mind you, her flames were very weak, barely hot enough to cook some stew, but that was still something that spooked many other males from getting close to her.\n\nThe villagers created rumors that, were anyone to take her and knock her up, they’d be cursed to live a very painful life, full of injuries and losses, or worse, to have their genitals change and turn the male into a female, something most in the small town would never dare to wish upon themselves, leaving only the more skeptical ones taking their chances to fuck her and make some eggs.\n\nBeing secluded all her life, only knowing her mother for very little time until she had to leave for reasons unknown, she didn’t get to create many social skills. But by having so much free time, she ended up knitting as her pastime, weaving clothes and accessories for any pokémon that would want a little spice in their daily appearance. While almost none of the males would still dare to think about taking her as their mate, they eventually warmed up to her presence a little, not much by her still being a girl and inferior to all others in the village, but still enough for her to sustain a small business, with regular customers and a steady line of work and income of coin, enough so she could live a humble but happy life.\n\nIt wasn’t much, but she was happy with it. As long as Kaiya could knit all day, she wouldn’t mind staying like that forever. Even some travelers sometimes came to their village to commission her skills, intrigued by her ability to create or fix most articles of clothing. And today was one such day when a series of encounters would change her view of the world.\n\nA little way outside the village, three pokemon were talking amongst themselves, with each of them wearing bronze-colored rescue team badges on their person. A nuzleaf, chespin, and a turtwig, all of whom were in a team together. They were complaining about how various bug-type Pokémon kept chewing through their items and cloth, all while slowly making their way through the forest. \n\n“I swear, this stupid forest has way too many bug-type Pokémon all over it. Do you know how expensive this power band is? It’s hard making a living as a team…” \n\nThe turtwig nodded in response to the nuzleaf’s complaints, his own pecha scarf having a few holes in it as well. The chespin likewise wore a pass scarf, with the ends of it being frayed with nibbles all over it. As the three mulled over their options, the chespin, having learned a bit about this area before, was reminded of the serperior Kaiya that lived not far from where they were at the time.\n\n“There’s a clothier in the town not far from here. It is run by some serperior bitch. We could get her to repair them…then you know…”pay her.” \n\nWhile the nuzleaf liked the sound of the idea, the turtwig quickly got to shaking his head in fear, as the serperior he was talking about was no doubt the weird pink one with the ghost fire at the tip of the tail. \n\n“No way! You mean that creepy bitch, Kaiya? Hell no! Not only is she super weird looking, but they say going around her means you’ll be cursed to become a female yourself!” \n\nThe two males looked down at their superstitious companion, believing him for a brief moment as their hands wandered down between their legs autonomously, only for them both to laugh at the notion, and quickly regain their composure. With it, the nuzleaf tried to calm down his companion, putting his superstitious thoughts to rest. \n\n“Naaah, those are just rumors! B-besides, we have to get these repaired. If we wait too long then they’ll stop working, right? L-let’s just go…i-it will be fine I’m sure…”\n\nThe quivering in the nuzleaf’s voice betrayed his confidence, but the three made their way over to the store. In the outskirts of town however, slime covered many of the surrounding trees, with pokemon of all types knocked out and strewn about across the forest floor, all while a loud, sloshing sound could be heard with heavy footsteps, each one slow and deliberate, heaving through the forest as a trail of green slime was left behind a large, obese purple slug dragon. \n\n“I hate forests…I hate trees…I hate branches…I hate BUGS! Stupid, stupid, stupid job! Why did they send me out here! These stupid twigs keep getting stuck on me!!! Arrgh! My poor stomach…and my poor slit…I want to leave and go home!! Ugh…and these bug pokemon, these stupid bug pokemon!! They’re chewing holes in my beautiful mage robe…” \n\n The trio followed along the off beaten path through the forest, with Hippil following close behind. It didn't take long for those remains to head towards the thick of the woods, while they opted to just remain on the road for a few minutes and make some quick turns through the area, until they found the small hut they were looking for.\n\nThe nuzleaf nudged the chespin forward, telling him he should knock on the door, to make sure it was safe and that they would remain safe. That didn’t sit entirely well with the chespin, but he just shrugged it off and knocked on the wooden door, then stepped back to wait for an answer. \n\nKaiya’s head turned at the sound at her door, surprised that someone would visit her during the time she was knitting. \n\n“Coming! Just a moment~!” \n\nShe slithered her way towards the door, her pink scales sliding across the floor with ease until she reached the entrance and used her vines to open it up to the three males outside. \n\n“Oh hello, dearies! What an unexpected visit! Is there something we can do for you?” \n\nShe smiled as she saw each of the three grass types, finding each one adorable in its cute way. She saw the turtwig step forward, walking with his cute little stubby legs. \n\n“Good afternoon, miss! Our scarves keep getting devoured by the bug types in the area. We want you to fix them for us.” \n\nHe said with a shy voice, showing his neck to her and revealing the tattered scrap of cloth the group considered a scarf.\n\n“Oh my! Your poor things...”\n\nShe winced at the sight of the damaged piece of fashion, hurrying forward to take a better look. Each piece was a complete mess, full of holes and gnashes wherever she looked.\n\n“Good skies, they did a number on your clothes boys. Hurry up, inside! I’ll fix them in a jiffy.” \n\nShe smiled confidently to assure the group she had the skills to back that claim up, before retreating to another room to gather up some of her tools for the job.\n\nThe nuzleaf didn’t enjoy following what a female said, but he wanted warmer protection than the cheese-like cloth he had on his neck, so he begrudgingly entered and gave her his piece of clothing. So did the turtwig and the chespin soon after.\n\nKaiya went to work right away, grabbing her needle and clothes and starting to fix the scarves right then and there. She was quite a good clothier, making some really pretty pieces from time to time, and getting commissioned occasionally on the side for stylish clothing.\n\nIn a matter of a couple of hours, she had the scarves completely fixed up, doing such a good job no one would even believe they were damaged in the first place. She waited a while to see the reaction of each of the trio and was happy when each smiled when they received their clothes back. \n\n“I believe that’s all, right my lovelies? That’ll be… this much!” \n\nShe passed the piece of paper with the amount to the nuzleaf, who promptly scrapped it.\n\n“Shut up, bitch! We aren’t giving you a single coin! The only thing we’ll be paying you with is with our cocks and your vent nicely filled~” \n\nAs soon as he finished, he and the chespin jumped towards the female, quickly pinning her to the ground as she screamed in fright, giving her as little wiggle room as possible.\n\n“W-What are you doing?! Please, let me go!” \n\nShe tried to struggle, but she was too weak compared to the two males on top of her. The chespin was stroking his cock right in front of her face, some pre leaking already and dropping to her scales, while the nuzleaf did the same with his tool, admiring the undefended opening she had towards the end of her tail.\n\nThe turtwig didn’t jump in, however, still too scared of the rumors to try something, but that didn’t stop his length to stiffen at such an arousing sight. He only stood there and let his companions do with the female as they pleased. \n\nA sharp pain coursed through the Serperior’s body as she felt a hand run down her body, grabbing tightly near where her pussy was. \n\n“Shut up! We’ll do whatever we want with you and you will thank us by the end of it!”\n\n The nuzleaf taunted as he used his hands to guide his cock towards her entrance. The only thing Kaiya could do was shut her eyes, letting the tears flow through her cheeks as she prepared for the worst of pains.\n\nFrom outside the village, the goodra continued to waddle along, his fat stomach sloshing from side to side as his fat legs carried the mass of soft slime that made up his body. Normally, the goodra avoided hot climates like the ones on the grass continent, but given his job this time around, it could not be avoided. Likewise, while the canopy of trees would normally help keep his body from drying out, in doing so, it attracted all kinds of bug pokemon to him. \n\nAnd thus did he complain, moaning and groaning like a spoiled child as he trudged through the forest. Eventually, he found his way to a small village and immediately set his gaze upon a small home built into a tree. \n\n“Fucking finally, a place to get out of this forest! I’ll just go in, kill whoever lives there and take a short rest. No doubt better than anything out here. Oh, unless it’s a girl living there, then maybe I’ll fuck her first, then kill her after. ”\n\n\n\nWithout a care or concern for how crass his comment was, downplaying both the life of another or the hard rules against killing, Hippil began to make his way over towards the house. As he walked closer, he immediately heard yelling coming from inside, sounding clearly masculine in voice. His enthusiasm dropped as he had hoped the one inside was female, maybe even with a daughter or something on top of it, but a male did little to excite him. \n\nStill, by the sound of it, there were clearly more than one, leading the obese slug to look through a window to see an odd pink and white serperior being surrounded by…the three he was after?! Upon seeing them, the goodra would have jumped in excitement if he had the ability to do so, thus he simply settled on praising his own unparalleled tracking skills. \n\nIt was in that brief moment however that he thought to himself. While he could jump in and deal with the group now, getting the jump on them would prove to give him a small advantage, the thought occurred to him that maybe he could get more out of this. The inside of the store looked like a clothing place and he needed his robe repaired. So instead of helping out now…\n\n“Hehe…this is like…Zhen levels of sneakiness! Yeah, let them have their fun with the cock sleeve, then afterwards…hehe…” \n\nHe laughed to himself in a sadistic fashion before putting his head to the door and sliding himself down over the side, as the sounds of what all was happening within got him hard, as he used his staff to try and masturbate to the beautiful sounds of that female’s pain and suffering. \n\n“That’s it boys…make that bitch squirm and cry…so you can make me cum barrels from her beautiful screams…!” \n\nThe two males didn’t wait any longer before plunging themselves into the snake’s tight holes, at the cost of her well-being. Both cocks forcefully found their way inside, claiming that bitch as their own.\n\nThe nuzleaf grunted in bliss as he felt those ghostly walls around his cock tighten in defiance, but he knew better than to go along with what a female wanted, the only thing that truly mattered was what he wanted, the superior in this situation, so he didn’t waste any time with preparations or easing her up before pulling his length back and pushing it as hard as before inside her once more.\n\nThe chespin was also smiling at the sight before him, the pitiful woman crying as she got a mouthful of his grass-type rod, pushing deep inside her throat, hurting parts of her mouth and making the weakling cry even more, but she unintentionally was sucking her abuser’s cock better like that, her tongue struggling to escape was covering his shaft wonderfully.\n\nShe was trying to get her body away from them, but they didn’t even need to move a muscle to stop her. Just being on top of the weak snake was more than enough to completely stop her from properly resisting, and allowing herself to be the sex toy of her ‘customers’.\n\nThe turtwig didn’t try to stop them or something but instead resigned to not risk becoming a female and just jerk off at the sight of his teammates taking what was theirs like usual. He was usually the last when they got a female to toy with, having to content himself with sloppy seconds and non-responsive girls. But, to him, that was what got him going, getting to do a girl a male just finished using was something he adored. But, this time he was just happy watching the bitch cry as she took them both.\n\nWith each thrust from the assailants, Kaiya would groan in pain, feeling her mouth completely sore and her pussy aching with each pump, not to mention the way the nuzleaf was punching her slender body and the chespin was slapping her face now and then, leaving those spots of her completely red.\n\nBut each time her cries and screams escape her muffled mouth, that’d spur both males to pound harder and harder against her, making her suffering steadily worse as it hurt more with each thrust gone by. \n\n“C’mon snatch, scream harder. We wanna hear you singing louder than that~”\n\nKaiya screamed one last time before feeling both cocks inside her twitch and burst, letting their virile seed overflow each of her holes completely. She was forced to gulp down that warm liquid while her snout was buried against the chespin's chest, and felt each shot of jizz that hit the walls of her womb, being most likely impregnated by that evil nuzleaf.\n\nThe boys would remain there for a moment, pumping the last of their cum inside, just enjoying that feeling of superiority of properly disciplining someone inferior to them. \n\n“Fuuuuuck, this cunt was tight. We should come back more often to let her \"fix our problems\".” \n\nThe nuzleaf chuckled as he removed himself from the used slut, letting his plant-like seed escape her lips and flow down her body. The chespin soon did the same, but not a lot escaped her maw, most of it going right down her throat.\n\nKaiya coughed some of the remaining white liquid in her mouth until her head hit the floor, letting her body rest before she started sobbing and crying, completely humiliated by what just happened to her, even more after she just finished fixing their scarves, only to be met by that evil act.\n\nAs the turtwig saw her crying, that made him cum right there, his seed flying ahead, hitting the floor and some of her scales alongside it, adding to her painful experience. He laughed half-heartedly.\n\n“Phew, guess that rumor about you becoming female was a bunch of lies…” \n\n“Yeah. Probably a lie this bitch came up with to avoid getting dick from guys. What an idiot, only dumb females would believe in such crap!” \n\nHe stepped on her head, loving the sight of that woman curling into a ball of self-pity and pain.\n\nBack from outside the house, Hippil was still attempting to use his staff to get himself off due to his tiny arms being far too short to reach past his obese stomach. He groaned from the roughness of the wood from his staff, while the vine-like wrappings around the top were uncomfortable when slid over his member. As the desire to plug a female up with his length was becoming more and more desirable, his patience was slowly waning thin as he struggled to get himself off, ultimately proving unsuccessful. \n\n“Mmm…god it’s so hard…they sound like they're having so much fun. I…really want to go in…but can’t with this out now. Just…have to wait a bit longer. Gotta think about something to turn me off. I know!” \n\nImmediately Hippil began filling his thoughts of tall, muscular men, while trying to drown out the sweet sounds of the female just inside the shop moaning and crying in pain as she was used and treated like her gender should be. \n\nIt was slow and agonizing, but gradually he did go down, eventually receding just enough where he could finally get himself up. Lifting himself up with his staff, he hefted his fat gut off the ground, groaning as shifted around like a large, round ball of jelly, until finally getting to his feet again. \n\n“Ahh…getting up can be so difficult without using surf. And I’m still so very thin…this trip must have made me lose a lot of weight. I’ll be sure to gain it back thrice-fold once back. Make Rymie get me some food. But first…”\n\nAfter ceasing his complaining, Hippil proceeded to walk over to the door, psyching himself up to try and sound as heroic as possible, before pulling the door open with a hard pull, as he began to yell inside. \n\n“What do you think-” \n\nBefore he could finish however, the swing of the door hit him hard in his stomach, winding him and causing him to knock himself back as he coughed from the self inflicted hit. Inside, the trio of males found themselves shocked at first, only to stop and stare at the goodra in pity as the door slowly closed with a loud creek. Outside, Hippil could be heard complaining and swearing as he pulled himself back up, this time keeping his fat gut out of the path of the door, while attempting to try his speech again. \n\n“W-what do you think you’re doing! Assaulting and fucking a vendor would only wanted to help repair your travel items! Female or not, you should be ashamed for actually thinking you could get away without paying her for all that hard work!” \n\nThe three looked at one another, and with a shrug, the nuzleaf spoke up first, taking his foot off Kaiya’s head and kicking her body hard as if to say she did not matter anymore.\n\n“And who are you supposed to be? Coming in here and telling us what we can and can’t do? A fat ass like you who can’t even win a fight against a door?” \n\nThe other two laughed at the insult, while Hippil shook his head while smiling, confident in his ability and assured in his eventual victory. \n\n“I mean, you say that, but three males vs one female is even more pathetic if you really think about it. If that’s how many of you it took, then I’d be shocked if the door didn’t destroy all of you solo.” \n\nThe chespin took immediate offense to the comment, yelling back at the goodra as he looked over his body, all while the turtwig backed away from the door, as he muttered to himself, trying to remember something. \n\n“Oh yeah? Well what do you know anyway?! You act cocky, but you know who we are, yeah? We’re a rescue team known as the boa sprouts! And all you are is a goodra who thinks he’s some kind of white knight!” \n\n“Enough, I think it’s time to teach this would-be hero what happens when he picks a fight against a team!” \n\nHippil laughed, waving his finger in response to the nuzleaf, as he opened his mouth to speak, only to get immediately slammed back outside by the dark type, as Hippil tried to keep from coughing up a glob of spittle while being forced out of the shop. \n\nThe nuzleaf and the chespin quickly followed him outside, while the turtwig made his way out as well, seemingly realizing exactly what it was he was trying to remember. As he made his way over to the others, the group was now out of earshot of the serperior, when the grass turtle began to talk to his teammates. \n\n“I-I know who this guy is! Took me a moment, but…he’s that one goodra! H-Hippil! He’s a wanted criminal worth around 300k poke!” \n\nThe other two looked down at their weakest companion, with the nuzleaf crossing his arms while the pair smiled as they looked back at the goodra struggling to pull himself up off the ground due to his fat gut getting in the way. \n\n“Three hundred thousand you say? Hehe, this might be our lucky day then! Not only did we get out stuff fixed, but we got to put that stupid female in her place, and now we get a piss weak slug worth three hundred grand? This is shaping up to be a great trip out!” \n\nThe chespin and turtwig nodded in response, agreeing with him as they shifted their focus back towards Hippil, who was only just now picking himself back up off the ground, with the three preparing to beat the obese dragon and claim their bounty. \n\nKaiya was still inside her little shack, but even laying down, beaten and bruised up, she could still see what was happening from the angle of the door-frame and the spot she was used at. \n\nShe didn’t quite understand what was going on, her brain more focused on how much her body ached rather than the fight that broke out at her residence. But she had a feeling, seeing that big, and quite fat slug, that maybe he’d be the one to rescue her from these three evil-doers. \n\n“Mister… Please… H-Help me…” \n\nShe almost whispered those words, her body lacking any strength left to properly talk and beg for the stranger to come to her aid.\n\nThe nuzleaf quickly charged Hippil again, aiming to get another hit in, only to be immediately cut off by a powerful thunderbolt! The nuzleaf quickly dodged the sudden lightning strike, with the chespin and turtwig surprised by the attack. Hippil however was smiling confidently as he immediately pointed the staff back, and with a sweeping motion created a wave of fire that surrounded the chespin! \n\n“Funny how your little team thinks it can beat me! What makes you think I didn’t know who you three were?” \n\nThe fire stayed under control, creating a ring around the chespin as he screamed, trying to get the other two to help him. However, with both being grass types, neither were capable of helping their teammate, as the flames suffocated him while he tried his best to avoid catching fire. The turtwig looked over at the goodra, nervous about opening his mouth, but it was clearly needed if he wanted to understand the situation in its entirety.\n\n“Ah..y-y-you…know us? H-h-how? W-we aren’t that famous…” \n\nHippil let out a laugh, before summoning up a deluge of water, covering the three in a wave of aura induced energy, before controlling the wave and knocking the group further into the woods and away from the hut. As he slowly made his way over to them, he looked down at their forms in a condescending fashion, the three smaller mons being forced to look up at the much taller dragon as he approached.\n\n“Not to the general public no…but let’s just say…your little team has gotten too far behind on payments. If you know what I mean.” \n\nThe chespin and turtwig both widened their eyes after Hippil spoke, with the nuzleaf swearing under his breath as each one knew exactly what Hippil was there for now. As the group pulled themselves up, a renewed vigor to win coursed through them, before the nuzleaf pointed at the obese slug, now likewise determined not to lose the ensuing battle. \n\n“Fuck you, and your stupid organization! The amount they want from us each month is too damn high! We barely make enough coin wasting our time with rescue work, much less having to pay you damned criminals!\" \n\nHippil shrugged, looking at the group dejectedly as he sighed from the comment. It was clear that whatever excuses or complaints they had about the deal they made wasn’t going to affect what he did or how he felt. \n\n“If that was how you felt, then you shouldn’t have accepted the deal in the first place. We’ve given your worthless, no name team plenty of time, money and equipment to fund multiple expeditions. Yet despite that, you haven’t returned with anything of value in months. So, think of my presence here as an official…termination of contract.” \n\n“As if you guys ever gave us a choice. Join or die was never a deal! That was just bullying and coercion, masked behind an ultimatum!” \n\nHippil let out a small sigh before tapping his foot as he spoke, letting the chespin finish his sentence before shooting it down. \n\n“Yeah, yeah, whatever…I stand by what I said. Just because you have some problem with it, doesn’t matter to me! But we’ve wasted enough time talking.”\n\nWith that, Hippil spun his staff around before hitting the ground with it, creating a wave of purple energy that began to rupture and tear the earth in front of him apart! In an instance, the turtwig grabbed a far off tree with a vine, along with his teammates with another and pulled the group to safety, barely dodging the attack as it wiped out a large portion of the forest behind them! \n\nOnce out of the way, the nuzleaf rose his hand into the air as a bevy of leaves began to fly up into the air, before firing out in a flurry towards the dragon! Being far too fat and slow to dodge, Hippil covered his face with his arms, trying to tank the razor leaf attack as it cut into his body! While blinded, the chespin immediately tumbled forward, turning himself into a spinning wheel and generating a massive amount of energy as he slammed into Hippil's huge, exposed gut, causing him to cough up a large glob of purple slime before being launched back and hitting the side of Kaiya’s shop! \n\nWith a loud, rather high pitched scream of pain, Hippil landed on his back, his fat tail out and exposing his tailhole and slit. The turtwig, capitalizing on his allied attack, swung himself into the air before coming down hard on the goodra’s fat gut, hitting Hippil with a hard tackle attack! The blow caused him to scream as slime was flung everywhere around him, all while Hippil found himself short of breath as he choked on the fat around his neck. \n\nWith Hippil now on the ground against the house, trying to breathe as he struggled to pull himself up, the nuzleaf laughed before walking over to him slowly. With an evil grin, he began pounding away at Hippil’s stomach, causing the obese slug to drop his staff, flinching from each hard blow to his massively exposed weak point, all while the other two berated him. \n\n“Who knew they had members as pathetic as you! Hahahah! If I wasn’t spent breeding that stupid women back there, I’d spend sometime plugging your fat, worthless ass! To think we were scared of what you might actually do. But in the end…you're just a big, fat loser with a huge head!” \n\nThe turtwig and chespin laughed before joining in, with the turtwig using his vines to lift Hippil up into the air, while the chespin proceeded to fire a pin missile attack right into Hippil’s gut, all at the same time as the nuzleaf cutting him apart with a series of razor leaf attacks. \n\n\n\nPurple blood was dripping out all over the group, with Hippil receiving a ton of damage all while feasibly unable to do anything about it. But as the group were now all together, with a pained groan and a deep breath, Hippil let out a huge wave of fire from his mouth, covering the three in crimson flames! The three screamed as they were immediately lit on fire, the vines burning away and causing him to drop on top of the group, smothering both them and the fire in his fat. \n\nWith a single motion of his hand, Hippil then immediately created another wave of water, this time localized around him, pulling himself up off the group and sweeping them into a vortex! And soon enough, with a drop of his other hand, summoned a crashing thunderbolt attack, electrocuting the group with a powerful blast and immediately knocking them all out at once! Thanks to the water, all the blood caused by the attacks was immediately washed away as well, making the fight look far more one sided than it actually was. \n\nWith each of the three now knocked out, Hippil put his hands by his side and began to laugh, gloating about how strong he was all while his fat belly bobbed up and down, sloshing around like a giant water balloon. \n\n“Hahaha! This is what happens when you fight against the great, all powerful, and unstoppable mage…HIPPIL!!! HAHAHAHAHAA!! But now…to get you three together…and turn you lot into the “police.” \n\nThe emphasis on the last word made it clear that he never intended to take them to the station, all the while not masking his intent for something nefarious happening to them afterwards. Still, after a while, he found himself bored of gloating, as he moved onto the next stage of his master plan. \n\nImmediately making his way over to the serperior, he looked down and helped her up off the ground with his staff, wiping off any dirt that may have been present on her, before laying her back down. \n\n“Are you ok? Sorry about any damage the fight may have caused. I’m…not great at…condensing my attacks…” \n\nAround the two, portions of the house were broken, with huge, charred patches of grass dotted all around the tiny village that were formed from the fire. A mile long decimation of the forest behind Hippil was clearly visible as well, with a large fissure in the ground being immediately noticeable. \n\nAlthough an average Pokémon would be livid at having their house completely blown over, Kaiya was instead awe-struck, her eyes glued to her savior, admiring his posture, his power as he blew over her assailants, and how heroic he seemed in her eyes.\n\nA smile akin to one of relief formed on her lips, still stained with white essence all over her body. \n\n“Y-Yeah, I’m fine! Thank you so much for saving me! I dread to think what those brutes would have done to me if you hadn’t arrived.” \n\nShe slowly got up from the beaten floor, using her pink vines to stabilize her body so she wouldn’t fall again. The beaten snake grunted as she managed to stay balanced over her slithery body, her head’s height getting closer to the Goodra’s. She felt great gratitude in her bosom, not caring a bit if half her house was nothing but rubble now. \n\n“Y-You saved me, right?! So please, let me help you somehow! You came to this region, so that means you were looking for something exotic, correct? I can weave anything you want! Please, let me reward you!” \n\nShe approached the fat slug with enthusiasm, although with a sign of tiredness from the trial she just had to endure. Her eyes shined like stars, looking at her apparent savior's possession, waiting for whatever he’d ask of her little paws and vines.\n\nWith as genuine a smile as the goodra could muster up, he pulled his robe off, clearly covered in slime, holes having been chewed through it, and now cuts from the razor leaf attack and a few scorch marks from his own fire all left the cloth in less than an ideal shape or appearance. Still, with things as they were, this felt like the perfect opportunity to ask. \n\n“Hmm, well I do need my robe repaired. Seems a bit…unethical to ask after what happened, but I do so care about it looking as nice as it can be. I’d get it repaired when I got back home, but if you are ok…and able to do so, then that would be very welcome. There’ll be a bit of time while I deal with this band of sorry criminals.” \n\nAs much as he tried, he found himself biting his lip a bit from having to lambast criminals in such a way. Still, this was all a necessary part of the plan, and just a bit longer and he’d be able to finally enact the main, and most important part of it all. \n\n“Oh! No, that wouldn’t be a problem at all! Nothing less for my new-found savior!” \n\nShe extended her vines towards the slug and waited for him to disrobe and pass the tatters to her, which he eventually did. Kaiya examined how badly that cloth was damaged, finding it surprising it hadn’t come apart yet, but she smiled from such a challenge.\n\n“You said you’d take a little while taking care of those heathens, correct? If so, I can assure you I’ll have your robe fixed by the time you come back. It might be quite damaged, but it’s nothing that I can’t handle!” \n\nShe smiled as she got closer to her tools near the part of her house that was still standing, already planning in her mind each step she'd take to repair that robe. \n\n“When you return, you won’t be able to believe your precious robe was even damaged at one point. Trust me, it’s the one thing I know I can do properly with my skills!” \n\nShe winked towards the Goodra as her vines were already at work, gathering many sorts of different items like a needle with a hole at the end, where she could install the threat to repair the cloth with new wool, while having several colors of tied wool right at her side, using her keen eye to determine which was the best choice to fix the cloth of the man who saved her life.\n\nKaiya was so deep into her work she didn’t pay attention to anything else around her. If her savior Goodra was still there or not, she couldn't tell, all her senses were completely focused on restoring his robe, with her mind sometimes wondering and picturing the face of a grateful slug with his new robe, smiling to no end, that was her goal in her mind’s eye, and she’d use all her skills to make sure that’d occur.\n\n“Thank you! Well…I will leave you with the robe and be back soon! It shouldn’t take me long to bring this lot in to receive their proper punishment. Looking forward to later on!” \n\nWith that Hippil turned away, carrying the three grass types in one arm, all while he waddled out and back into the deep woods, the sloshing sounds of his stomach growing fainter by the moment, with the serperior’s shop gradually falling out of view. \n\nOnce far enough out where he couldn’t be seen or heard, Hippil let out a long sigh before unceremoniously dropping the trio onto the ground in front of him and hitting them each with a hard knock over the head. The three slowly woke up from the blows before looking around and seeing exactly where they were brought. It was still within the forest, but next to the large fissure Hippil had created moments prior during their fight. \n\nToo hurt to even move, much less retaliate, the trio looked up at Hippil, with the nuzleaf and chespin glaring at him. All the while, the turtwig cowered behind the other two, terrified of what might happen to him in the coming moments. \n\n“W-w-what now? What are you planning to d-do?” \n\nHippil looked down at the group, looking them over and scanning them slowly as he muttered to himself, before pointing the end of his staff at the chespin first. \n\n“Nope.” \n\nWith a single word, he pulled the small grass type forward before throwing him into the air with his staff. In a single motion, Hippil swung the staff around once more, before firing a massive ball of purple energy at him! In the midst of the blast, screaming could be heard as he felt his body get torn apart from the attack, being far too weakened from the earlier fight to withstand a full powered attack from the supposed goodra wizard. \n\nThe chespin’s comrades stood dumbfounded and in shock at the sight of their friend get murdered without a second thought. Thoughts and memories of how they all formed a team together in the same village in order to make more poke to help their little town grow began filling their minds, all as the image of what would happen to them in the coming weeks with meeting the frost demons and joining them for money soon followed. \n\n\n\nWith the sight of his friend murdered right in front of him, the nuzleaf found in himself a burst of energy, as he lunged towards the goodra, yelling at him in a rage induced addrenaline rush about how he murdered their friend! With a swing of his arm, the nuzleaf threw a punch towards the goodra, but unlike before, this time it simply connected with a wall of water, stopping him immediately before pushing him back and launching him into the deep crevice, as his scream echoed through the dark hollowed out ground. \n\nHippil made his way forward, all while the turtwig cowered, wetting himself in the process as he looked on at how easily and mercilessly the slug murdered his friends. With his staff pointed down, he shot out a massive energy orb into the pit, causing energy to erupt from it, no doubt killing the nuzleaf in the process. \n\n“Did you really think that would work? Pfft…well whatever. And then there was one…”\n\nWith just the turtwig left, Hippil looked over at him, turning around as his massive stomach dragged across the ground. Without even a second thought, the turtwig lowered his head, covering what he could of his body with his tiny forelegs as he began whimpering and pleading to spare him. \n\n“P-p-please! Please don’t kill me! I-I don’t want to die! Please!!! I-I’ll do anything!” \n\nAt the last bit, Hippil began to tap the ground with his staff, thinking about the last few words about doing anything, mulling over what he might be able to get the pathetic little grass turtle to do, before eventually, looking down at his stomach, he knew exactly what he could ask for. \n\n“Fine, I won’t kill you. Instead, pick yourself up! I’ll allow you to join me as a member of the frost demons!” \n\nThe turtwig, shocked by the choice to not kill him immediately, stared on in disbelief for a brief moment, before wiping away the tears that had formed in his eyes, and quickly began to pull himself up off the ground, now beginning to instead look up to the slug with a glowing expression of gratitude in his eyes. \n\n“R-really?! T-thank you! I-I…um...thank you so very much.” \n\nHippil rolled his eyes shrugging off the thanks as he pulled the turtwig close to him and against his stomach with his staff. Without even thinking of what it might mean, the little grass turtle was thankful that he had been spared, looking up to the dragon and awaiting his orders on what to potentially do next. \n\n“S-so…what can I do…t-to help you? \n\nHippil immediately let go, letting the distance between the two reform as normal. The turtwig himself still kept close to him however, elated by the fact that the goodra was kind enough to spare his life over those of his prior comrades. \n\n“Well…the trip out here has been quite tiring…and I am quite famished. I honestly was in the mood for something a bit leafy and green to eat.” \n\nAlmost immediately, the grass turtle began to shake, as he looked around quickly for something that might satisfy what it was the dragon would want. Anything in the nearby vicinity to suggest, before the thought of what Hippil might have meant by joining him actually was. \n\n“W-w-w-well…um, t-there are probably some o-oddish to s-sate yourself. O-or perhaps some green berries that-” \n\n“Nah, I already know what I want!” \n\nWith that, Hippil quickly moved in, spinning his staff around as the turtwig turned tail and ran, only to be immediately tripped up by the head of the goodra’s staff! Then, with a level of dexterity only present in one who uses it with constant regularity, Hippil effortlessly tucked the crooked end underneath the turtle, before flinging him into the air, and then grabbing him by his diminutive tail.\n\n“N-no! P-please! I-I promised I’d do anything to live! P-please!!” \n\n\n\"Exactly! and serving as my sustenance is included under anything! You’ll get to live, at least for a few minutes longer.”\n\nAt the sight of his immediate pleading, all while dangling helplessly in the air as his tiny feet wiggled around in an attempt to move, Hippil began to laugh at the sight. Eventually, he blew a puff of fire on him, burning him even more while serving as a threat to what would happen should he try anything to either escape or prolong the inevitable.\n\n“I was also tasked with seeing if any of you three were worth recruiting directly, but...I’m hungry. The other two were way too feisty, probably would have made my stomach hurt, but you’ll work. It’s good to eat healthy every…now…and…again!” \n\nWith that Hippil leaned back and dropped the turtwig down into his mouth, listening to him plead and cry desperately in a bid to avoid certain death. In the end however, it was all for naught, as he was dropped into the goodra’s mouth, and in moments of cruelty, was slathered and savored for a few moments, keeping him alive just long enough to listen to the screams, before finally deciding enough was enough and swallowed him whole, deciding now to bother wasting time trying to bite through the bones. \n\nWith a loud burp and leaning back to rest for a bit, Hippil waited, happy to have gotten a chance to fill up again before leaving, the hunger that had set in when he first entered the forest finally dealt with and satiated. \n\n“Ahh…and the job is finished. It’s a shame that none of those three made for great recruits, but at least the turtwig was good. He’ll, urp! M-make a great frost demon!” \n\n\n\nWith that, Hippil chuckled to himself, pleased at the joke he had made, as he looked up in the sky at the slowly darkening overcast. The light in the sky was beginning to wane, and all that was left to do before he could leave was work off the meal he had. \n\n“Alright, let’s end this stupid nice guy charade, I’ve been getting sick of acting the part. Time to show that serperior how real men like me treat their women! The proper way!” \n\nHippil laughed to himself once more, though this time it was far more sinister than it had been before. Picking himself up once again, he proceeded to make his way back to Kaiya’s store, taking his time to get back and try to work through a bit more of the earthy meal. \n\nMeanwhile, back at half of her home, Kaiya was still hard at work, using her ghostly precision to picture how best to weave and fix her rescuer’s clothes. It wasn’t a complicated design or anything, but she wanted to make sure he’d be ecstatic with the repairs she’s made. \n\nShe could already picture it. The Goodra back after turning in those villains, looking tired and cold without anything to cover himself with, only to find the Serperior with his brand new robes, hugging her and thanking her for such a well done work. Hugging her, touching her, heck, maybe he’d ask to hang out sometime! \n\nSuch thoughts made the snake giddy with excitement, laughing from ear to ear while working on the last touches on the damaged fabric. She could feel the chilly wind hitting against her, with now no more obstacles between her and the outside. She’d probably have to ask someone in the village to stay at their place for a while, but she was sure one of the males in the village would be happy renting a place for a little while. With one last weave, Kaiya used her fangs to snap the leftover thread and hold the product to herself. \n\n“Done! Ooooh it looks wonderful! I’m sure the mister will be more than pleased with the results~.” \n\nShe hugged the robe and started storing her materials back in their places, not wanting her savior to come back to see such a mess, although her house wasn’t in any decent condition, but she didn’t even mind that part.\n\nWhen she had just finished placing the last of her threads back into the wood box, she heard the rustling of grass and heavy stomps coming from outside. A smile formed on her face as she knew that had to be the Goodra. She slithered quickly back to what remained of her living room, looking through the window to where the sounds came from, and lo and behold, there he was, looking powerful and heroic in her eyes. She waited until he passed through the door frame before welcoming him. \n\n“Welcome back, mister! I see the evil-doers are no longer with you, they must have understood their mistakes and surrendered to the local forces, correct?” \n\nShe got close to the Goodra, looking up to him, sensing his manly and strong aura exuding from him, almost as if he was on flames just a moment ago. She found that really cool. But before he could even respond, she cut the conversation again. \n\n“But oh my! Where are my manners? You’re here for your robe, correct? Just one moment, I’ll be back with it.” \n\nShe raced with her slithery body back to her work room before appearing once again in front of the slug Pokémon. The innocent snake smiled as she used her white vines to hand the repaired robe back to its owner.\n\n“Here you go, mister! Hope it’s to your liking!” \n\nHippil quickly took the robe, and unfolded it as he looked it over. Any semblance of what all had happened to it beforehand was gone, even making it look almost like new. Each thread down to the stitch was noticeably done with a lot of care and precision, something that he knew would have cost a fortune back home. \n\n“Thank you! This looks…good. Very, very…very…good.”\n\nThe ominous focus on the third very caused a smile to creep past his mouth, as he folded it back up, not wanting it to simply get chewed apart while he traveled back through the woods. With the robe quickly folded and secured, Hippil looked back at the pink snake, now beaming and smiling towards her, though in a somewhat ominous fashion. \n\n“And for that…I really must thank you again. Getting this repaired back in Lebon would have cost so very much, but you my dear little cock warmer, did it all for free. I’m quite glad…they have merchants like you around to help frost demons like myself.” \n\n\nWith that, he dropped any pretense of kindness in his personality or nature, as he quickly swung his staff around, pulling Kaiya in by the neck before choking her with a tight grip over her throat.\n\nKaiya’s eyes widened as she felt the staff suddenly pulling her closer than she’d usually feel comfortable with, to those powerful slimy hands holding her neck tight, cutting her circulation of air completely. \n\n“I’m gonna give you your reward now. And fair warning…this is going to be a lot worse than what those three weaklings I killed did…” \n\nShe was part ghost, so breathing for her wasn’t something as rigid as other Pokémon had to do, but that still made her wince and feel the lack of something that was very important at the end of the day. She tried to struggle and fight against that powerful grip, but with how weak she was, not to mention being female, she couldn’t do a thing against the male, holding her down with a gross look on his face.\n\nShe coughed from the halt of air, trying to at least communicate with her ‘savior’, or so she thought just moments ago. \n\n“W-Why are you doing t-this? Y-You just s-saved me a few moments ago.” \n\nShe barely managed to whisper those words, not having enough strength or oxygen to say it louder, with tears forming around her eyes.\n\nHer pink face got a blue tone, feeling light-headed from the way she was being held. All those memories and expectations of the Goodra being someone she could trust, she could confide in, maybe even befriend, nothing more than her imagination. She felt pain in her lungs, but the harsher pain was in her heart from such betrayal.\n\nHippil laughed for a bit before slamming her into a rack, only to quickly pull her back around and slam her against a wall, smiling at the pain and screams coming from each of the blows as he was getting turned on once more as he listened to her cries of pain. For the goodra, the sound of a female’s pain as he dominated them was simply music to his ears, with the tears that came from it being the steady fingers that played it. \n\n“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaah! This hurts so much! P-Please, stop it sir! Why would you do this?” \n\nShe started sulking and hiccuping, the weight in her heart and the pain spreading across her body were too much for her to bear, completely exposed in the hands of the evil Pokémon.\n\n“I told you already idiot, I’m a frost demon! A criminal! I can’t blame you for not knowing though, since you live in this rural dump of a town. I was in a really, really bad mood coming here, but it’s been getting a lot better. The only thing missing is a pathetic bitch to fill with what is obviously the most superior seed a wench like you will ever get. Too bad you won’t get a good knocking up, but at least it will be fun filling that hole of yours up.” \n\nWith that, Hippil immediately let her go, only to swing the staff around and hit her hard across the face, knocking her into a set of sewing supplies and causing them to scatter over the ground as her serpentine body writhed on the ground. As he watched it, he tapped the floor a few times with his staff, letting his massive stomach bob up and down while the aforementioned sloshing noises filled the shop. \n\n“Now…what other logic can I beat into a stupid, pathetic woman like you?” \n\nDespite the wording, it seemed to be a genuine question, as he walked over and paused, waiting for an answer to what he asked, all the while poking her with the end of his staff, before gradually moving onto harder and harder blows, as he reveled in the idea of leaving her a beaten, quivering heap on the ground. \n\nShe didn’t know what was worse, the way he was beating her and making her bleed and get bruised from different parts of her fragile body, or the fact that she knew not who to trust anymore. She had been taken advantage of twice in a single day, both by males that promised to treat her well, only to take her and use them as they saw fit. Were they all like this…?\n\nNo! They couldn’t be! Surely there had to be decent males out there who wouldn’t treat a nice lady like her in such a disgusting way… But that was not a worry she needed to have right now. She had to do something about the slug beating her up.\n\nShe coughed on the ground, trying to look up towards the purple mountain that was the goodra, his belly covering most of his visage. \n\n“S-Sir… Please… I-I’ll do anything! I-I’ve already fixed your robe. I-I could fix everything you wanted! For free! For the rest of your life! S-So please… let me go…” \n\nShe pleaded with her soft and moist eyes towards her assailant, too hurt to actually raise her body up, betting her all on her looks in hopes he’d change his mind.\n\n“Anything…? Hmm…” \n\nHippil immediately stopped hitting her after the proposition was presented to him, leaving him to think about it for a while as he left Kaiya on the ground. He tapped the end of his staff on the ground a bit more, in a manner to signify that he was mulling over exactly what it would involve. \n\nAfter a fair bit of thinking, he swung his staff around and began moving the serperior’s body around, getting her into a position that made it clear what he planned to do next. Shifting her serpent cunt upward, the sight of it making it clear she still had cum leftover from before with the other grass types before, Hippil shrugged at the sight as he leaned down and began to smother her body in his fat, covering her completely as slime coated her delicate scales, all while the soft, gooey nature of his stomach molded itself around her body like gelatin. \n\nThe feeling of having so much of her body covered in that gooey mass was absolutely disgusting to the trapped snake. It was warm and soft, and it didn’t actually smash any of her body below, but the feeling of him getting so close to her and keeping her in place like that was something she was deeply uncomfortable with.\n\n“I’ll think about it. But first, I’m going to fuck you, pump you full of even more cum to go with that other grass types seed. Maybe it’ll help you out in making the eggs they left in you easier to push out. But that’s wishful thinking. Now…” \n\n\nWith that, Hippil immediately began to rub up against her, dropping his staff on the ground so he could clutch her head and push it into the ground, all while making sure her eyes were kept open, just so she could see the face of the one that was using her. With that, he pulled his other hand back and grabbed her body, using the little bit that wasn’t being smothered in the goodra’s obesity as leverage and another place to hold her down in. \n\nKaiya could feel the cold floor against the side of her head, while her other side was being held by that warm and sticky hand. She wanted to look away, but with the way the Goodra was holding her, her eyes couldn’t do anything but keep looking at the big male above, completely ashamed of letting herself be sweet-talked into his lies, but the deeper shame was being too weak to even resist someone as strong as him.\n\nHer lower body couldn’t properly move with that gigantic belly holding her down, and the way he was rubbing against her lower region made her cheeks flush with embarrassment. She could use all of her strength left in her frail body to try and attempt an escape, but even if she did, she wouldn’t go far before either passing out or the bigger slug catching up to her.\n\nThe Serperior stood still for a moment, trying to calm herself and perhaps endure what he had in store for her. If she could take an educated guess, he was planning to do what the three males did to her earlier that afternoon. If that was it, maybe she could endure it once more, there was no way a single male could be worse than three, right? Or so she thought to try and comfort herself.\n\nIf almost on queue, the goodra gripped her tightly, holding her head within his hands as his length gradually pushed into her. Further and further it went, pushing in deeper and further in, the size of Hippil’s shaft being noticeably larger than any of the three grass types that had come in before. \n\nSpreading her folds out and around his shaft, Hippil looked down at her struggle to take what was coming and fight through it like an insult. With a frown, he took Kaiya’s head and quickly slammed it hard onto the floor, causing a mark on her head to form. \n\n“Gyaaaaaa!” \n\nThe Serperior hybrid screamed in surprise from the sudden blow she received on the side of her face, the bruise stinging way more than she cared to admit.\n\n“HEY! Women are supposed to scream when I use them! Stop trying to act tough or whatever you pathetic bitch! Scream! Yell! Call for help so that some brave male will come and rescue you! I want to have some fun while I pump you full of my seed!” \n\nWith that, Hippil’s grip tightened around her body, this time serving a threat as to what would happen to her should she not comply with the obese dragon types orders. Despite this, Hippil removed the one over her skull for a brief moment, only so he could begin slapping her across the face, continuing to do so with progressively harder blows until she gave him what he wanted. \n\nShe didn’t want to go along with what that awful slug’s demands, but she couldn't deny that each slap across her delicate face hurt a lot. For someone of his obesity, he sure knew how to torture someone with nothing but his bare hands. \n\nThe pain was making it harder for her poor brain to properly think or come up with a way out of that situation, and as each slap got harder and harder, her body reacted in the only way it knew how. By acquiescing to a superior male.\n\n“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! PLEASE! STOP THIS! IT HURTS SO MUCH!” \n\nDuring a small window in between the Goodra’s slaps, Kaiya screamed from the bottom of her lungs, the sharp urge hurting her throat but conveying exactly how she felt from the inside. Her eyes watered down more and a feeling of deep shame and hopelessness dug deep into her skin.\n\n“PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP! I’M BEING TAKEN AND I DON’T WANT IT! IS THERE ANYONE THAT CAN SAVE ME?!?!” \n\nShe shouted using all of whatever inner strength she still had inside, betting her fate that maybe there’d be a wandering male that would take pity on her and save the snake from that predicament. A foolish hope, but there was nothing else she could count on in that situation.\n\nAlmost immediately after she started, Hippil stopped hitting her as per her request, staring down at the serperior in his grip as he let out a wicked smile before beginning to stroke her body with his hand. slowly moving his three fingered hand over her, he gradually moved a digit down to her mouth, as he slowly began to push a finger in, starting with one, then slowly going to a second. Stopping there, he then proceeded to pull back, stretching her jaw upwards, before finally starting to move his hips. \n\n“That’s more like it. See, women should scream and cry like that. It’s a very fitting facial expression for your kind to wear. You know, it is unfortunate that your cunt’s so wide, else I’d get more enjoyment out of breaking you. Just another reason you’re inferior to my lovely servant back home I suppose. But it’s ok, you’ll still do. But I suppose I’ve waited long enough. Keep crying some more, I want to see the floor get covered in your tears while I paint it with cum!” \n\nAfter the degrading words, Hippil began pushing his massive cock in and out of her womb, the roles of fat from his soft, pliant and extremely slimy gut smothering Kaiya’s lower body completely, all the while Hippil grunted, enjoying and reveling in the pain, suffering and trauma he instilled into the female underneath him. \n\nCum began to form, leaking from the tip of his large shaft, the size of it being significantly larger than that of any of the males that came before him. He spread her open, forcing her cunt to accommodate his size, something he gave little time and preparation for beyond using it to traumatize her even further. To him and anyone else however, this was the way Aderon was, and everyone knew that. No one came to the serperior’s aid, and the call only served to gather a small crowd of males to look on, jacking themselves off as a few began to think about doing much the same to the serperior themselves. \n\nIt didn’t take long for the Serperior to realize the watchers that had gathered by her door. At first she thought it was a group preparing to save her from that situation, but it didn’t take long for her to notice the cocks each one was stroking from the entrance. They weren’t there to save her, but to relish and enjoy the show. More tears fell from her eyes as she couldn’t believe the males she knew in her own life in the village, even if she never interacted much with them, would stoop so low just like that.\n\n“Looks like you’ll be quite popular after this, you pathetic pink bitch. Huff…it’s lucky for you…s-someone like me was around! Women should…huff, be making eggs for us, not…s-selling stupid cloth!”\n\n\n\n\nThe stop and go of his words made it clear he was finally becoming more focused on filling Kaiya than torturing her, though the new focus did little to help matters as the action with his claw moved to the wayside as he slammed her head back down and finally stopped suffocating her, instead choosing to cover her in more of the slime from his obese form. \n\nThat hit on the head made her lose consciousness for a moment, forgetting where she was or what was going on, but she snapped back to reality as more of that slug’s fat cock slid back into her, roughing up her insides and coating more and more of her walls on that sticky liquid.\n\nShe almost wished it was only inside, with how much of that substance the Goodra was secreting and enveloping her body little by little, especially from his wet belly. That substance felt revolting to Kaiya, but she couldn’t properly focus on how nasty it felt with his penis hurting her insides with each thrust of his large body. And that pain didn’t let the flow of tears stop anytime soon.\n\nJust beneath her head, a pool did form, not just from her tears, but also from her saliva that flew sometimes when she was hit or got penetrated too painfully, making her gasp and add more into that permeating pool just above the wood. Using some of her last reserves of strength, she looked back at her assailant and pleaded. \n\n“P-Please… I-I’ll… *grunt* … I’ll be your weaver for life. I can do anything- agh! - anything you desire for clothing… just… I beg… please stop…” \n\nShe closed her eyes, feeling completely spent as she was ravaged more and more by the fat slug.\n\nDespite the pleas for him to stop, the goodra found himself too far along to care much about whether she wanted him to stop or not. With a few more grunts, the rolls of his fat belly slid over her form, slathering the pink serpent's beautiful body in tainted slime and cum. Regardless of her pleas, he knew what he was going to do in the end, but the confirmation of it made it all the better. \n\n“N-not, not until I…f-finish…j-just shut your mouth…and take it…!” \n\nThe irony in his words were not lost, as he moved his hand to cover her mouth in a tight grip as he began to quicken his thrusts, shortening each one as he got closer and closer to his release. With a few more groans, and a arching of his back, the goodra moved down, leaning in to cover even more of Kaiya’s form, before pumping out a large amount of cum into her womb, with some spurting out to cover the ground around them and mix into her own spit and tears. \n\nWith that, Hippil stopped for a brief moment before continuing and pumping out even more, a second load to follow the first, showing the virility of dragons and their need and desire to breed with everything and everyone.\n\n\n\nThe second climax quickly overtook the entirety of Kaiya’s womb, completely filling any spot that had been left untouched by the first one. After the second release, he paused, leaving his shaft in for a while longer, pumping out small bits of cum every now and again just to make sure he was completely spent. Eventually, realizing he needed to get going before any, much stronger teams, began to show up, he pulled himself up, groaning as his gut began to churn and wobble from the effort of picking himself up off the cum dump underneath him.\n\n“Ugh, finally…not bad. You weren’t a bad lay, woman. I’m getting out of here, gotta get out of here soon, before some guy with a spine calls either the police or worse, a stronger team. But before that… ”\n\nAs Hippil pulled himself out, cum poured out from Kaiya’s womb, dribbling out over her scales and falling out over the sides of her body, leaving the entrance completely white and painted in the dragon's release. From the sight alone, most of the males from outside finished themselves, with the ones that didn’t either taking the weaker men that had and pinning them to the ground to fuck, or waited with a gaze of lust for the scary dragon to leave so they could continue using the snake. Many of the other grass types in the village were hoping to knock her up with eggs, and turn her into the egg laying bitch they knew she should be. \n\nHippil, as if to almost facilitate the notion, began to walk around the shop, picking up various different cloths, lasering in on the expensive and vibrant fabrics around the shop. He continued on, sizing up each one, leaving any that didn’t look particularly appealing while grabbing any and all that were of interest. That being however, almost all of the material she had to work with.\n\n“Alright…this should do. I thought about what you said, and sure. You can continue to live. In exchange, you’ll be my private clothier whenever I have to come back out to this trash heap. And for payment, I’ll pump you with even more of my seed. Should be more than welcome for a woman. In fact…” \n\nHe looked around at the outside, the males waiting for him to leave quickly ducking out of sight, hoping to avoid getting a helping of his own in them while waiting to breed the serpent they had previously assumed to be cursed. \n\n“I doubt you’ll be doing a whole lot of legitimate business anymore after this anyway. Eh, it doesn't really matter. You should thank me, I made it so you could stop wasting time trying to be…productive or whatever, and made it so everyone sees you for what all females are, cum dumps and egg chambers. I hope you enjoy the life you should have had all this time. God, my generosity really knows no bounds, does it?” \n\nAfter having so much cum stored inside her womb, now all of it leaking to the floor, Hippil’s comments started to be sound in her head. Her mind spiraled into several facts like the two groups of males that fucked her that afternoon, and the group outside watching with lust and satisfaction in their eyes, most waiting for their own chance to fuck her. Maybe she was wrong about everything. Maybe her worth wasn’t in sewing good clothes or stylish outfits, maybe pleasing males and bearing their eggs was the only thing females like her were good for.\n\nWith that, Hippil began to laugh as he walked out the store, the sloshing and swaying of his obese gut with each heavy step resounding over the area. Before making his way out, he quickly picked his staff up, only to turn around for a moment and pull the serperior up against a table, and leave her leaning off it, with her cunt on full display and easy to access with a handle to use. \n\n“There, my last gift. See ya, bitch, hope you enjoy living your proper role.” \n\nBy the time the Goodra left the residence, leaving his slime all over the place wherever he walked or bumped, the revelations that Kaiya received had finally sunken in. She wasn’t a proper individual, she wasn’t someone that should try and become something better and she wasn’t someone that should make decisions at all. She was a female, males were the ones that ruled this world, so she should leave any and all decisions and orders to them, superior creatures.\n\nHippil had revealed to her a truth she had been avoiding for her whole life, his actions towards her directing her path, once lost in vanity and happiness, now found in doing what she was born to do, letting a male do whatever he wanted with her body anytime he wanted it.\n\nThe Serperior didn’t have much time to contemplate on her findings though, soon one of the erect males amidst the crowd, a cacturne with his green and spiky cock completely erect, made his way towards the exposed snake, enjoying the sorry sight she found herself in and pressing his prickly member against her leaking pussy.\n\nShe didn’t struggle or fight back, for there was no need. This is how things were supposed to be, this was her purpose in life. She felt grateful as the male rubbed his length against her opening, preparing himself to fill her up and pump her full of eggs.\n\nThis was what any female should strive to do, Kaiya thought to herself as she bowed her head and closed her eyes, feeling ever grateful as she felt the male penetrate her insides, the first one of many she’d take during her newfound life of servitude.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Knitting a New Purpose
By Totodice/Cres and Olemgar/Rodrigulino

Story contains: Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Violence, Soft vore, Sexism.

The Grass Continent was known to be the weakest among all the continents in Aderon, where only the weakest males and some feisty females happened to live, going day by day trying to not stir up too much conflict, living by their talents with craft or hard work instead of the life of combat.

And in a small village deep into the continent, a very frail but beautiful serperior lived. Her name was Kaiya, and she was a very pretty young woman, with her pink scales and beautiful jade eyes, a very delicate but very desirable specimen of her serpentine species. She was just past 20 years old, and had been taken a few times as all females in Aderon experience in their life, but considerably less frequently than others she knew.

The reason for that was because of her uncommon traits and lineage. For one, she had an uncommon color for her species, sporting shock-pink scales instead of the usual vivid green of her kind, and more importantly, she had been born with ghost-type abilities.

Her mother was an ordinary serperior, but after being “courted” by a very horny gourgeist one night, she had a single daughter, with the specified deviant appearance and the ability to summon ghost flames at will. Mind you, her flames were very weak, barely hot enough to cook some stew, but that was still something that spooked many other males from getting close to her.

The villagers created rumors that, were anyone to take her and knock her up, they’d be cursed to live a very painful life, full of injuries and losses, or worse, to have their genitals change and turn the male into a female, something most in the small town would never dare to wish upon themselves, leaving only the more skeptical ones taking their chances to fuck her and make some eggs.

Being secluded all her life, only knowing her mother for very little time until she had to leave for reasons unknown, she didn’t get to create many social skills. But by having so much free time, she ended up knitting as her pastime, weaving clothes and accessories for any pokémon that would want a little spice in their daily appearance. While almost none of the males would still dare to think about taking her as their mate, they eventually warmed up to her presence a little, not much by her still being a girl and inferior to all others in the village, but still enough for her to sustain a small business, with regular customers and a steady line of work and income of coin, enough so she could live a humble but happy life.

It wasn’t much, but she was happy with it. As long as Kaiya could knit all day, she wouldn’t mind staying like that forever. Even some travelers sometimes came to their village to commission her skills, intrigued by her ability to create or fix most articles of clothing. And today was one such day when a series of encounters would change her view of the world.

A little way outside the village, three pokemon were talking amongst themselves, with each of them wearing bronze-colored rescue team badges on their person. A nuzleaf, chespin, and a turtwig, all of whom were in a team together. They were complaining about how various bug-type Pokémon kept chewing through their items and cloth, all  while slowly making their way through the forest.

“I swear, this stupid forest has way too many bug-type Pokémon all over it. Do you know how expensive this power band is? It’s hard making a living as a team…”

The turtwig nodded in response to the nuzleaf’s complaints, his own pecha scarf having a few holes in it as well. The chespin likewise wore a pass scarf, with the ends of it being frayed with nibbles all over it. As the three mulled over their options, the chespin, having learned a bit about this area before, was reminded of the serperior Kaiya that lived not far from where they were at the time.

“There’s a clothier in the town not far from here. It is run by some serperior bitch. We could get her to repair them…then you know…”pay her.”

While the nuzleaf liked the sound of the idea, the turtwig quickly got to shaking his head in fear, as the serperior he was talking about was no doubt the weird pink one with the ghost fire at the tip of the tail.

“No way! You mean that creepy bitch, Kaiya? Hell no! Not only is she super weird looking, but they say going around her means you’ll be cursed to become a female yourself!”

The two males looked down at their superstitious companion, believing him for a brief moment as their hands wandered down between their legs autonomously, only for them both to laugh at the notion, and quickly regain their composure. With it, the nuzleaf tried to calm down his companion, putting his superstitious thoughts to rest.

“Naaah, those are just rumors! B-besides, we have to get these repaired. If we wait too long then they’ll stop working, right? L-let’s just go…i-it will be fine I’m sure…”

The quivering in the nuzleaf’s voice betrayed his confidence, but the three made their way over to the store. In the outskirts of town however, slime covered many of the surrounding trees, with pokemon of all types knocked out and strewn about across the forest floor, all while a loud, sloshing sound could be heard with heavy footsteps, each one slow and deliberate, heaving through the forest as a trail of green slime was left behind a large, obese purple slug dragon.

“I hate forests…I hate trees…I hate branches…I hate BUGS! Stupid, stupid, stupid job! Why did they send me out here! These stupid twigs keep getting stuck on me!!! Arrgh! My poor stomach…and my poor slit…I want to leave and go home!! Ugh…and these bug pokemon, these stupid bug pokemon!! They’re chewing holes in my beautiful mage robe…”

 The trio followed along the off beaten path through the forest, with Hippil following close behind. It didn't take long for those remains to head towards the thick of the woods, while they opted to just remain on the road for a few minutes and make some quick turns through the area, until they found the small hut they were looking for.

The nuzleaf nudged the chespin forward, telling him he should knock on the door, to make sure it was safe and that they would remain safe. That didn’t sit entirely well with the chespin, but he just shrugged it off and knocked on the wooden door, then stepped back to wait for an answer.

Kaiya’s head turned at the sound at her door, surprised that someone would visit her during the time she was knitting.

“Coming! Just a moment~!”

She slithered her way towards the door, her pink scales sliding across the floor with ease until she reached the entrance and used her vines to open it up to the three males outside.

“Oh hello, dearies! What an unexpected visit! Is there something we can do for you?”

She smiled as she saw each of the three grass types, finding each one adorable in its cute way. She saw the turtwig step forward, walking with his cute little stubby legs.

“Good afternoon, miss! Our scarves keep getting devoured by the bug types in the area. We want you to fix them for us.”

He said with a shy voice, showing his neck to her and revealing the tattered scrap of cloth the group considered a scarf.

“Oh my! Your poor things...”

She winced at the sight of the damaged piece of fashion, hurrying forward to take a better look. Each piece was a complete mess, full of holes and gnashes wherever she looked.

“Good skies, they did a number on your clothes boys. Hurry up, inside! I’ll fix them in a jiffy.”

She smiled confidently to assure the group she had the skills to back that claim up, before retreating to another room to gather up some of her tools for the job.

The nuzleaf didn’t enjoy following what a female said, but he wanted warmer protection than the cheese-like cloth he had on his neck, so he begrudgingly entered and gave her his piece of clothing. So did the turtwig and the chespin soon after.

Kaiya went to work right away, grabbing her needle and clothes and starting to fix the scarves right then and there. She was quite a good clothier, making some really pretty pieces from time to time, and getting commissioned occasionally on the side for stylish clothing.

In a matter of a couple of hours, she had the scarves completely fixed up, doing such a good job no one would even believe they were damaged in the first place. She waited a while to see the reaction of each of the trio and was happy when each smiled when they received their clothes back.

“I believe that’s all, right my lovelies? That’ll be… this much!”

She passed the piece of paper with the amount to the nuzleaf, who promptly scrapped it.

“Shut up, bitch! We aren’t giving you a single coin! The only thing we’ll be paying you with is with our cocks and your vent nicely filled~”

As soon as he finished, he and the chespin jumped towards the female, quickly pinning her to the ground as she screamed in fright, giving her as little wiggle room as possible.

“W-What are you doing?! Please, let me go!”

She tried to struggle, but she was too weak compared to the two males on top of her. The chespin was stroking his cock right in front of her face, some pre leaking already and dropping to her scales, while the nuzleaf did the same with his tool, admiring the undefended opening she had towards the end of her tail.

The turtwig didn’t jump in, however, still too scared of the rumors to try something, but that didn’t stop his length to stiffen at such an arousing sight. He only stood there and let his companions do with the female as they pleased.

A sharp pain coursed through the Serperior’s body as she felt a hand run down her body, grabbing tightly near where her pussy was.

“Shut up! We’ll do whatever we want with you and you will thank us by the end of it!”

 The nuzleaf taunted as he used his hands to guide his cock towards her entrance. The only thing Kaiya could do was shut her eyes, letting the tears flow through her cheeks as she prepared for the worst of pains.

From outside the village, the goodra continued to waddle along, his fat stomach sloshing from side to side as his fat legs carried the mass of soft slime that made up his body. Normally, the goodra avoided hot climates like the ones on the grass continent, but given his job this time around, it could not be avoided. Likewise, while the canopy of trees would normally help keep his body from drying out, in doing so, it attracted all kinds of bug pokemon to him.

And thus did he complain, moaning and groaning like a spoiled child as he trudged through the forest. Eventually, he found his way to a small village and immediately set his gaze upon a small home built into a tree.

“Fucking finally, a place to get out of this forest! I’ll just go in, kill whoever lives there and take a short rest. No doubt better than anything out here. Oh, unless it’s a girl living there, then maybe I’ll fuck her first, then kill her after. ”



Without a care or concern for how crass his comment was, downplaying both the life of another or the hard rules against killing, Hippil began to make his way over towards the house. As he walked closer, he immediately heard yelling coming from inside, sounding clearly masculine in voice. His enthusiasm dropped as he had hoped the one inside was female, maybe even with a daughter or something on top of it, but a male did little to excite him.

Still, by the sound of it, there were clearly more than one, leading the obese slug to look through a window to see an odd pink and white serperior being surrounded by…the three he was after?! Upon seeing them, the goodra would have jumped in excitement if he had the ability to do so, thus he simply settled on praising his own unparalleled tracking skills.

It was in that brief moment however that he thought to himself. While he could jump in and deal with the group now, getting the jump on them would prove to give him a small advantage, the thought occurred to him that maybe he could get more out of this. The inside of the store looked like a clothing place and he needed his robe repaired. So instead of helping out now…

“Hehe…this is like…Zhen levels of sneakiness! Yeah, let them have their fun with the cock sleeve, then afterwards…hehe…”

He laughed to himself in a sadistic fashion before putting his head to the door and sliding himself down over the side, as the sounds of what all was happening within got him hard, as he used his staff to try and masturbate to the beautiful sounds of that female’s pain and suffering.

“That’s it boys…make that bitch squirm and cry…so you can make me cum barrels from her beautiful screams…!”

The two males didn’t wait any longer before plunging themselves into the snake’s tight holes, at the cost of her well-being. Both cocks forcefully found their way inside, claiming that bitch as their own.

The nuzleaf grunted in bliss as he felt those ghostly walls around his cock tighten in defiance, but he knew better than to go along with what a female wanted, the only thing that truly mattered was what he wanted, the superior in this situation, so he didn’t waste any time with preparations or easing her up before pulling his length back and pushing it as hard as before inside her once more.

The chespin was also smiling at the sight before him, the pitiful woman crying as she got a mouthful of his grass-type rod, pushing deep inside her throat, hurting parts of her mouth and making the weakling cry even more, but she unintentionally was sucking her abuser’s cock better like that, her tongue struggling to escape was covering his shaft wonderfully.

She was trying to get her body away from them, but they didn’t even need to move a muscle to stop her. Just being on top of the weak snake was more than enough to completely stop her from properly resisting, and allowing herself to be the sex toy of her ‘customers’.

The turtwig didn’t try to stop them or something but instead resigned to not risk becoming a female and just jerk off at the sight of his teammates taking what was theirs like usual. He was usually the last when they got a female to toy with, having to content himself with sloppy seconds and non-responsive girls. But, to him, that was what got him going, getting to do a girl a male just finished using was something he adored. But, this time he was just happy watching the bitch cry as she took them both.

With each thrust from the assailants, Kaiya would groan in pain, feeling her mouth completely sore and her pussy aching with each pump, not to mention the way the nuzleaf was punching her slender body and the chespin was slapping her face now and then, leaving those spots of her completely red.

But each time her cries and screams escape her muffled mouth, that’d spur both males to pound harder and harder against her, making her suffering steadily worse as it hurt more with each thrust gone by.

“C’mon snatch, scream harder. We wanna hear you singing louder than that~”

Kaiya screamed one last time before feeling both cocks inside her twitch and burst, letting their virile seed overflow each of her holes completely. She was forced to gulp down that warm liquid while her snout was buried against the chespin's chest, and felt each shot of jizz that hit the walls of her womb, being most likely impregnated by that evil nuzleaf.

The boys would remain there for a moment, pumping the last of their cum inside, just enjoying that feeling of superiority of properly disciplining someone inferior to them.

“Fuuuuuck, this cunt was tight. We should come back more often to let her "fix our problems".”

The nuzleaf chuckled as he removed himself from the used slut, letting his plant-like seed escape her lips and flow down her body. The chespin soon did the same, but not a lot escaped her maw, most of it going right down her throat.

Kaiya coughed some of the remaining white liquid in her mouth until her head hit the floor, letting her body rest before she started sobbing and crying, completely humiliated by what just happened to her, even more after she just finished fixing their scarves, only to be met by that evil act.

As the turtwig saw her crying, that made him cum right there, his seed flying ahead, hitting the floor and some of her scales alongside it, adding to her painful experience. He laughed half-heartedly.

“Phew, guess that rumor about you becoming female was a bunch of lies…”

“Yeah. Probably a lie this bitch came up with to avoid getting dick from guys. What an idiot, only dumb females would believe in such crap!”

He stepped on her head, loving the sight of that woman curling into a ball of self-pity and pain.

Back from outside the house, Hippil was still attempting to use his staff to get himself off due to his tiny arms being far too short to reach past his obese stomach. He groaned from the roughness of the wood from his staff, while the vine-like wrappings around the top were uncomfortable when slid over his member. As the desire to plug a female up with his length was becoming more and more desirable, his patience was slowly waning thin as he struggled to get himself off, ultimately proving unsuccessful.

“Mmm…god it’s so hard…they sound like they're having so much fun. I…really want to go in…but can’t with this out now. Just…have to wait a bit longer. Gotta think about something to turn me off. I know!”

Immediately Hippil began filling his thoughts of tall, muscular men, while trying to drown out the sweet sounds of the female just inside the shop moaning and crying in pain as she was used and treated like her gender should be.

It was slow and agonizing, but gradually he did go down, eventually receding just enough where he could finally get himself up. Lifting himself up with his staff, he hefted his fat gut off the ground, groaning as shifted around like a large, round ball of jelly, until finally getting to his feet again.

“Ahh…getting up can be so difficult without using surf. And I’m still so very thin…this trip must have made me lose a lot of weight. I’ll be sure to gain it back thrice-fold once back. Make Rymie get me some food. But first…”

After ceasing his complaining, Hippil proceeded to walk over to the door, psyching himself up to try and sound as heroic as possible, before pulling the door open with a hard pull, as he began to yell inside.  

“What do you think-”

Before he could finish however, the swing of the door hit him hard in his stomach, winding him and causing him to knock himself back as he coughed from the self inflicted hit. Inside, the trio of males found themselves shocked at first, only to stop and stare at the goodra in pity as the door slowly closed with a loud creek. Outside, Hippil could be heard complaining and swearing as he pulled himself back up, this time keeping his fat gut out of the path of the door, while attempting to try his speech again.

“W-what do you think you’re doing! Assaulting and fucking a vendor would only wanted to help repair your travel items! Female or not, you should be ashamed for actually thinking you could get away without paying her for all that hard work!”

The three looked at one another, and with a shrug, the nuzleaf spoke up first, taking his foot off Kaiya’s head and kicking her body hard as if to say she did not matter anymore.

“And who are you supposed to be? Coming in here and telling us what we can and can’t do? A fat ass like you who can’t even win a fight against a door?”

The other two laughed at the insult, while Hippil shook his head while smiling, confident in his ability and assured in his eventual victory.

“I mean, you say that, but three males vs one female is even more pathetic if you really think about it. If that’s how many of you it took, then I’d be shocked if the door didn’t destroy all of you solo.”

The chespin took immediate offense to the comment, yelling back at the goodra as he looked over his body, all while the turtwig backed away from the door, as he muttered to himself, trying to remember something.

“Oh yeah? Well what do you know anyway?! You act cocky, but you know who we are, yeah? We’re a rescue team known as the boa sprouts! And all you are is a goodra who thinks he’s some kind of white knight!”

“Enough, I think it’s time to teach this would-be hero what happens when he picks a fight against a team!”

Hippil laughed, waving his finger in response to the nuzleaf, as he opened his mouth to speak, only to get immediately slammed back outside by the dark type, as Hippil tried to keep from coughing up a glob of spittle while being forced out of the shop.

The nuzleaf and the chespin quickly followed him outside, while the turtwig made his way out as well, seemingly realizing exactly what it was he was trying to remember. As he made his way over to the others, the group was now out of earshot of the serperior, when the grass turtle began to talk to his teammates.

“I-I know who this guy is! Took me a moment, but…he’s that one goodra! H-Hippil! He’s a wanted criminal worth around 300k poke!”

The other two looked down at their weakest companion, with the nuzleaf crossing his arms while the pair smiled as they looked back at the goodra struggling to pull himself up off the ground due to his fat gut getting in the way.

“Three hundred thousand you say? Hehe, this might be our lucky day then! Not only did we get out stuff fixed, but we got to put that stupid female in her place, and now we get a piss weak slug worth three hundred grand? This is shaping up to be a great trip out!”

The chespin and turtwig nodded in response, agreeing with him as they shifted their focus back towards Hippil, who was only just now picking himself back up off the ground, with the three preparing to beat the obese dragon and claim their bounty.

Kaiya was still inside her little shack, but even laying down, beaten and bruised up, she could still see what was happening from the angle of the door-frame and the spot she was used at.

She didn’t quite understand what was going on, her brain more focused on how much her body ached rather than the fight that broke out at her residence. But she had a feeling, seeing that big, and quite fat slug, that maybe he’d be the one to rescue her from these three evil-doers.

“Mister… Please… H-Help me…”

She almost whispered those words, her body lacking any strength left to properly talk and beg for the stranger to come to her aid.

The nuzleaf quickly charged Hippil again, aiming to get another hit in, only to be immediately cut off by a powerful thunderbolt! The nuzleaf quickly dodged the sudden lightning strike, with the chespin and turtwig surprised by the attack. Hippil however was smiling confidently as he immediately pointed the staff back, and with a sweeping motion created a wave of fire that surrounded the chespin!

“Funny how your little team thinks it can beat me! What makes you think I didn’t know who you three were?”

The fire stayed under control, creating a ring around the chespin as he screamed, trying to get the other two to help him. However, with both being grass types, neither were capable of helping their teammate, as the flames suffocated him while he tried his best to avoid catching fire. The turtwig looked over at the goodra, nervous about opening his mouth, but it was clearly needed if he wanted to understand the situation in its entirety.

“Ah..y-y-you…know us? H-h-how? W-we aren’t that famous…”

Hippil let out a laugh, before summoning up a deluge of water, covering the three in a wave of aura induced energy, before controlling the wave and knocking the group further into the woods and away from the hut. As he slowly made his way over to them, he looked down at their forms in a condescending fashion, the three smaller mons being forced to look up at the much taller dragon as he approached.

“Not to the general public no…but let’s just say…your little team has gotten too far behind on payments. If you know what I mean.”

The chespin and turtwig both widened their eyes after Hippil spoke, with the nuzleaf swearing under his breath as each one knew exactly what Hippil was there for now. As the group pulled themselves up, a renewed vigor to win coursed through them, before the nuzleaf pointed at the obese slug, now likewise determined not to lose the ensuing battle.

“Fuck you, and your stupid organization! The amount they want from us each month is too damn high! We barely make enough coin wasting our time with rescue work, much less having to pay you damned criminals!"

Hippil shrugged, looking at the group dejectedly as he sighed from the comment. It was clear that whatever excuses or complaints they had about the deal they made wasn’t going to affect what he did or how he felt.

“If that was how you felt, then you shouldn’t have accepted the deal in the first place. We’ve given your worthless, no name team plenty of time, money and equipment to fund multiple expeditions. Yet despite that, you haven’t returned with anything of value in months. So, think of my presence here as an official…termination of contract.”

“As if you guys ever gave us a choice. Join or die was never a deal! That was just bullying and coercion, masked behind an ultimatum!”

Hippil let out a small sigh before tapping his foot as he spoke, letting the chespin finish his sentence before shooting it down.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever…I stand by what I said. Just because you have some problem with it, doesn’t matter to me! But we’ve wasted enough time talking.”

With that, Hippil spun his staff around before hitting the ground with it, creating a wave of purple energy that began to rupture and tear the earth in front of him apart! In an instance, the turtwig grabbed a far off tree with a vine, along with his teammates with another and pulled the group to safety, barely dodging the attack as it wiped out a large portion of the forest behind them!

Once out of the way, the nuzleaf rose his hand into the air as a bevy of leaves began to fly up into the air, before firing out in a flurry towards the dragon! Being far too fat and slow to dodge, Hippil covered his face with his arms, trying to tank the razor leaf attack as it cut into his body! While blinded, the chespin immediately tumbled forward, turning himself into a spinning wheel and generating a massive amount of energy as he slammed into Hippil's huge, exposed gut, causing him to cough up a large glob of purple slime before being launched back and hitting the side of Kaiya’s shop!

With a loud, rather high pitched scream of pain, Hippil landed on his back, his fat tail out and exposing his tailhole and slit. The turtwig, capitalizing on his allied attack, swung himself into the air before coming down hard on the goodra’s fat gut, hitting Hippil with a hard tackle attack! The blow caused him to scream as slime was flung everywhere around him, all while Hippil found himself short of breath as he choked on the fat around his neck.

With Hippil now on the ground against the house, trying to breathe as he struggled to pull himself up, the nuzleaf laughed before walking over to him slowly. With an evil grin, he began pounding away at Hippil’s stomach, causing the obese slug to drop his staff, flinching from each hard blow to his massively exposed weak point, all while the other two berated him.

“Who knew they had members as pathetic as you! Hahahah! If I wasn’t spent breeding that stupid women back there, I’d spend sometime plugging your fat, worthless ass! To think we were scared of what you might actually do. But in the end…you're just a big, fat loser with a huge head!”

The turtwig and chespin laughed before joining in, with the turtwig using his vines to lift Hippil up into the air, while the chespin proceeded to fire a pin missile attack right into Hippil’s gut, all at the same time as the nuzleaf cutting him apart with a series of razor leaf attacks.



Purple blood was dripping out all over the group, with Hippil receiving a ton of damage all while feasibly unable to do anything about it. But as the group were now all together, with a pained groan and a deep breath, Hippil let out a huge wave of fire from his mouth, covering the three in crimson flames! The three screamed as they were immediately lit on fire, the vines burning away and causing him to drop on top of the group, smothering both them and the fire in his fat.

With a single motion of his hand, Hippil then immediately created another wave of water, this time localized around him, pulling himself up off the group and sweeping them into a vortex! And soon enough, with a drop of his other hand, summoned a crashing thunderbolt attack, electrocuting the group with a powerful blast and immediately knocking them all out at once! Thanks to the water,  all the blood caused by the attacks was immediately washed away as well, making the fight look far more one sided than it actually was.

With each of the three now knocked out, Hippil put his hands by his side and began to laugh, gloating about how strong he was all while his fat belly bobbed up and down, sloshing around like a giant water balloon.

“Hahaha! This is what happens when you fight against the great, all powerful, and unstoppable mage…HIPPIL!!! HAHAHAHAHAA!! But now…to get you three together…and turn you lot into the “police.”  

The emphasis on the last word made it clear that he never intended to take them to the station, all the while not masking his intent for something nefarious happening to them afterwards. Still, after a while, he found himself bored of gloating, as he moved onto the next stage of his master plan.

Immediately making his way over to the serperior, he looked down and helped her up off the ground with his staff, wiping off any dirt that may have been present on her, before laying her back down.

“Are you ok? Sorry about any damage the fight may have caused. I’m…not great at…condensing my attacks…”

Around the two, portions of the house were broken, with huge, charred patches of grass dotted all around the tiny village that were formed from the fire. A mile long decimation of the forest behind Hippil was clearly visible as well, with a large fissure in the ground being immediately noticeable.

Although an average Pokémon would be livid at having their house completely blown over, Kaiya was instead awe-struck, her eyes glued to her savior, admiring his posture, his power as he blew over her assailants, and how heroic he seemed in her eyes.

A smile akin to one of relief formed on her lips, still stained with white essence all over her body.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine! Thank you so much for saving me! I dread to think what those brutes would have done to me if you hadn’t arrived.”

She slowly got up from the beaten floor, using her pink vines to stabilize her body so she wouldn’t fall again. The beaten snake grunted as she managed to stay balanced over her slithery body, her head’s height getting closer to the Goodra’s. She felt great gratitude in her bosom, not caring a bit if half her house was nothing but rubble now.

“Y-You saved me, right?! So please, let me help you somehow! You came to this region, so that means you were looking for something exotic, correct? I can weave anything you want! Please, let me reward you!”

She approached the fat slug with enthusiasm, although with a sign of tiredness from the trial she just had to endure. Her eyes shined like stars, looking at her apparent savior's possession, waiting for whatever he’d ask of her little paws and vines.

With as genuine a smile as the goodra could muster up, he pulled his robe off, clearly covered in slime, holes having been chewed through it, and now cuts from the razor leaf attack and a few scorch marks from his own fire all left the cloth in less than an ideal shape or appearance. Still, with things as they were, this felt like the perfect opportunity to ask.

“Hmm, well I do need my robe repaired. Seems a bit…unethical to ask after what happened, but I do so care about it looking as nice as it can be. I’d get it repaired when I got back home, but if you are ok…and able to do so, then that would be very welcome. There’ll be a bit of time while I deal with this band of sorry criminals.”

As much as he tried, he found himself biting his lip a bit from having to lambast criminals in such a way. Still, this was all a necessary part of the plan, and just a bit longer and he’d be able to finally enact the main, and most important part of it all.

“Oh! No, that wouldn’t be a problem at all! Nothing less for my new-found savior!”

She extended her vines towards the slug and waited for him to disrobe and pass the tatters to her, which he eventually did. Kaiya examined how badly that cloth was damaged, finding it surprising it hadn’t come apart yet, but she smiled from such a challenge.

“You said you’d take a little while taking care of those heathens, correct? If so, I can assure you I’ll have your robe fixed by the time you come back. It might be quite damaged, but it’s nothing that I can’t handle!”

She smiled as she got closer to her tools near the part of her house that was still standing, already planning in her mind each step she'd take to repair that robe.

“When you return, you won’t be able to believe your precious robe was even damaged at one point. Trust me, it’s the one thing I know I can do properly with my skills!”

She winked towards the Goodra as her vines were already at work, gathering many sorts of different items like a needle with a hole at the end, where she could install the threat to repair the cloth with new wool, while having several colors of tied wool right at her side, using her keen eye to determine which was the best choice to fix the cloth of the man who saved her life.

Kaiya was so deep into her work she didn’t pay attention to anything else around her. If her savior Goodra was still there or not, she couldn't tell, all her senses were completely focused on restoring his robe, with her mind sometimes wondering and picturing the face of a grateful slug with his new robe, smiling to no end, that was her goal in her mind’s eye, and she’d use all her skills to make sure that’d occur.

“Thank you! Well…I will leave you with the robe and be back soon! It shouldn’t take me long to bring this lot in to receive their proper punishment. Looking forward to later on!”

With that Hippil turned away, carrying the three grass types in one arm, all while he waddled out and back into the deep woods, the sloshing sounds of his stomach growing fainter by the moment, with the serperior’s shop gradually falling out of view.

Once far enough out where he couldn’t be seen or heard, Hippil let out a long sigh before unceremoniously dropping the trio onto the ground in front of him and hitting them each with a hard knock over the head. The three slowly woke up from the blows before looking around and seeing exactly where they were brought. It was still within the forest, but next to the large fissure Hippil had created moments prior during their fight.

Too hurt to even move, much less retaliate, the trio looked up at Hippil, with the nuzleaf and chespin glaring at him. All the while, the turtwig cowered behind the other two, terrified of what might happen to him in the coming moments.

“W-w-what now? What are you planning to d-do?”

Hippil looked down at the group, looking them over and scanning them slowly as he muttered to himself, before pointing the end of his staff at the chespin first.

“Nope.”

With a single word, he pulled the small grass type forward before throwing him into the air with his staff. In a single motion, Hippil swung the staff around once more, before firing a massive ball of purple energy at him! In the midst of the blast, screaming could be heard as he felt his body get torn apart from the attack, being far too weakened from the earlier fight to withstand a full powered attack from the supposed goodra wizard.

The chespin’s comrades stood dumbfounded and in shock at the sight of their friend get murdered without a second thought. Thoughts and memories of how they all formed a team together in the same village in order to make more poke to help their little town grow began filling their minds, all as the image of what would happen to them in the coming weeks with meeting the frost demons and joining them for money soon followed.



With the sight of his friend murdered right in front of him, the nuzleaf found in himself a burst of energy, as he lunged towards the goodra, yelling at him in a rage induced addrenaline rush about how he murdered their friend! With a swing of his arm, the nuzleaf threw a punch towards the goodra, but unlike before, this time it simply connected with a wall of water, stopping him immediately before pushing him back and launching him into the deep crevice, as his scream echoed through the dark hollowed out ground.

Hippil made his way forward, all while the turtwig cowered, wetting himself in the process as he looked on at how easily and mercilessly the slug murdered his friends. With his staff pointed down, he shot out a massive energy orb into the pit, causing energy to erupt from it, no doubt killing the nuzleaf in the process.

“Did you really think that would work? Pfft…well whatever. And then there was one…”

With just the turtwig left, Hippil looked over at him, turning around as his massive stomach dragged across the ground. Without even a second thought, the turtwig lowered his head, covering what he could of his body with his tiny forelegs as he began whimpering and pleading to spare him.  

“P-p-please! Please don’t kill me! I-I don’t want to die! Please!!! I-I’ll do anything!”

At the last bit, Hippil began to tap the ground with his staff, thinking about the last few words about doing anything, mulling over what he might be able to get the pathetic little grass turtle to do, before eventually, looking down at his stomach, he knew exactly what he could ask for.

“Fine, I won’t kill you. Instead, pick yourself up! I’ll allow you to join me as a member of the frost demons!”

The turtwig, shocked by the choice to not kill him immediately, stared on in disbelief for a brief moment, before wiping away the tears that had formed in his eyes, and quickly began to pull himself up off the ground, now beginning to instead look up to the slug with a glowing expression of gratitude in his eyes.

“R-really?! T-thank you! I-I…um...thank you so very much.”

Hippil rolled his eyes shrugging off the thanks as he pulled the turtwig close to him and against his stomach with his staff. Without even thinking of what it might mean, the little grass turtle was thankful that he had been spared, looking up to the dragon and awaiting his orders on what to potentially do next.

“S-so…what can I do…t-to help you?

Hippil immediately let go, letting the distance between the two reform as normal. The turtwig himself still kept close to him however, elated by the fact that the goodra was kind enough to spare his life over those of his prior comrades.

“Well…the trip out here has been quite tiring…and I am quite famished. I honestly was in the mood for something a bit leafy and green to eat.”

Almost immediately, the grass turtle began to shake, as he looked around quickly for something that might satisfy what it was the dragon would want. Anything in the nearby vicinity to suggest, before the thought of what Hippil might have meant by joining him actually was.

“W-w-w-well…um, t-there are probably some o-oddish to s-sate yourself. O-or perhaps some green berries that-”

“Nah, I already know what I want!”

With that, Hippil quickly moved in, spinning his staff around as the turtwig turned tail and ran, only to be immediately tripped up by the head of the goodra’s staff! Then, with a level of dexterity only present in one who uses it with constant regularity, Hippil effortlessly tucked the crooked end underneath the turtle, before flinging him into the air, and then grabbing him by his diminutive tail.

“N-no! P-please! I-I promised I’d do anything to live! P-please!!”


"Exactly! and serving as my sustenance is included under anything! You’ll get to live, at least for a few minutes longer.”

At the sight of his immediate pleading, all while dangling helplessly in the air as his tiny feet wiggled around in an attempt to move, Hippil began to laugh at the sight. Eventually, he blew a puff of fire on him, burning him even more while serving as a threat to what would happen should he try anything to either escape or prolong the inevitable.

“I was also tasked with seeing if any of you three were worth recruiting directly, but...I’m hungry. The other two were way too feisty, probably would have made my stomach hurt, but you’ll work. It’s good to eat healthy every…now…and…again!”

With that Hippil leaned back and dropped the turtwig down into his mouth, listening to him plead and cry desperately in a bid to avoid certain death. In the end however, it was all for naught, as he was dropped into the goodra’s mouth, and in moments of cruelty, was slathered and savored for a few moments, keeping him alive just long enough to listen to the screams, before finally deciding enough was enough and swallowed him whole, deciding now to bother wasting time trying to bite through the bones.

With a loud burp and leaning back to rest for a bit, Hippil waited, happy to have gotten a chance to fill up again before leaving, the hunger that had set in when he first entered the forest finally dealt with and satiated.

“Ahh…and the job is finished. It’s a shame that none of those three made for great recruits, but at least the turtwig was good. He’ll, urp! M-make a great frost demon!”



With that, Hippil chuckled to himself, pleased at the joke he had made, as he looked up in the sky at the slowly darkening overcast. The light in the sky was beginning to wane, and all that was left to do before he could leave was work off the meal he had.

“Alright, let’s end this stupid nice guy charade, I’ve been getting sick of acting the part. Time to show that serperior how real men like me treat their women! The proper way!”

Hippil laughed to himself once more, though this time it was far more sinister than it had been before. Picking himself up once again, he proceeded to make his way back to Kaiya’s store, taking his time to get back and try to work through a bit more of the earthy meal.

Meanwhile, back at half of her home, Kaiya was still hard at work, using her ghostly precision to picture how best to weave and fix her rescuer’s clothes. It wasn’t a complicated design or anything, but she wanted to make sure he’d be ecstatic with the repairs she’s made.

She could already picture it. The Goodra back after turning in those villains, looking tired and cold without anything to cover himself with, only to find the Serperior with his brand new robes, hugging her and thanking her for such a well done work. Hugging her, touching her, heck, maybe he’d ask to hang out sometime!

Such thoughts made the snake giddy with excitement, laughing from ear to ear while working on the last touches on the damaged fabric. She could feel the chilly wind hitting against her, with now no more obstacles between her and the outside. She’d probably have to ask someone in the village to stay at their place for a while, but she was sure one of the males in the village would be happy renting a place for a little while. With one last weave, Kaiya used her fangs to snap the leftover thread and hold the product to herself.

“Done! Ooooh it looks wonderful! I’m sure the mister will be more than pleased with the results~.”

She hugged the robe and started storing her materials back in their places, not wanting her savior to come back to see such a mess, although her house wasn’t in any decent condition, but she didn’t even mind that part.

When she had just finished placing the last of her threads back into the wood box, she heard the rustling of grass and heavy stomps coming from outside. A smile formed on her face as she knew that had to be the Goodra. She slithered quickly back to what remained of her living room, looking through the window to where the sounds came from, and lo and behold, there he was, looking powerful and heroic in her eyes. She waited until he passed through the door frame before welcoming him.

“Welcome back, mister! I see the evil-doers are no longer with you, they must have understood their mistakes and surrendered to the local forces, correct?”

She got close to the Goodra, looking up to him, sensing his manly and strong aura exuding from him, almost as if he was on flames just a moment ago. She found that really cool. But before he could even respond, she cut the conversation again.

“But oh my! Where are my manners? You’re here for your robe, correct? Just one moment, I’ll be back with it.”

She raced with her slithery body back to her work room before appearing once again in front of the slug Pokémon. The innocent snake smiled as she used her white vines to hand the repaired robe back to its owner.

“Here you go, mister! Hope it’s to your liking!”

Hippil quickly took the robe, and unfolded it as he looked it over. Any semblance of what all had happened to it beforehand was gone, even making it look almost like new. Each thread down to the stitch was noticeably done with a lot of care and precision, something that he knew would have cost a fortune back home.

“Thank you! This looks…good. Very, very…very…good.”

The ominous focus on the third very caused a smile to creep past his mouth, as he folded it back up, not wanting it to simply get chewed apart while he traveled back through the woods. With the robe quickly folded and secured, Hippil looked back at the pink snake, now beaming and smiling towards her, though in a somewhat ominous fashion.

“And for that…I really must thank you again. Getting this repaired back in Lebon would have cost so very much, but you my dear little cock warmer, did it all for free. I’m quite glad…they have merchants like you around to help frost demons like myself.”


With that, he dropped any pretense of kindness in his personality or nature, as he quickly swung his staff around, pulling Kaiya in by the neck before choking her with a tight grip over her throat.

Kaiya’s eyes widened as she felt the staff suddenly pulling her closer than she’d usually feel comfortable with, to those powerful slimy hands holding her neck tight, cutting her circulation of air completely.

“I’m gonna give you your reward now. And fair warning…this is going to be a lot worse than what those three weaklings I killed did…”

She was part ghost, so breathing for her wasn’t something as rigid as other Pokémon had to do, but that still made her wince and feel the lack of something that was very important at the end of the day. She tried to struggle and fight against that powerful grip, but with how weak she was, not to mention being female, she couldn’t do a thing against the male, holding her down with a gross look on his face.

She coughed from the halt of air, trying to at least communicate with her ‘savior’, or so she thought just moments ago.

“W-Why are you doing t-this? Y-You just s-saved me a few moments ago.”

She barely managed to whisper those words, not having enough strength or oxygen to say it louder, with tears forming around her eyes.

Her pink face got a blue tone, feeling light-headed from the way she was being held. All those memories and expectations of the Goodra being someone she could trust, she could confide in, maybe even befriend, nothing more than her imagination. She felt pain in her lungs, but the harsher pain was in her heart from such betrayal.

Hippil laughed for a bit before slamming her into a rack, only to quickly pull her back around and slam her against a wall, smiling at the pain and screams coming from each of the blows as he was getting turned on once more as he listened to her cries of pain. For the goodra, the sound of a female’s pain as he dominated them was simply music to his ears, with the tears that came from it being the steady fingers that played it.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaah! This hurts so much! P-Please, stop it sir! Why would you do this?”

She started sulking and hiccuping, the weight in her heart and the pain spreading across her body were too much for her to bear, completely exposed in the hands of the evil Pokémon.

“I told you already idiot, I’m a frost demon! A criminal! I can’t blame you for not knowing though, since you live in this rural dump of a town. I was in a really, really bad mood coming here, but it’s been getting a lot better. The only thing missing is a pathetic bitch to fill with what is obviously the most superior seed a wench like you will ever get. Too bad you won’t get a good knocking up, but at least it will be fun filling that hole of yours up.”

With that, Hippil immediately let her go, only to swing the staff around and hit her hard across the face, knocking her into a set of sewing supplies and causing them to scatter over the ground as her serpentine body writhed on the ground. As he watched it, he tapped the floor a few times with his staff, letting his massive stomach bob up and down while the aforementioned sloshing noises filled the shop.

“Now…what other logic can I beat into a stupid, pathetic woman like you?”

Despite the wording, it seemed to be a genuine question, as he walked over and paused, waiting for an answer to what he asked, all the while poking her with the end of his staff, before gradually moving onto harder and harder blows, as he reveled in the idea of leaving her a beaten, quivering heap on the ground.

She didn’t know what was worse, the way he was beating her and making her bleed and get bruised from different parts of her fragile body, or the fact that she knew not who to trust anymore. She had been taken advantage of twice in a single day, both by males that promised to treat her well, only to take her and use them as they saw fit. Were they all like this…?

No! They couldn’t be! Surely there had to be decent males out there who wouldn’t treat a nice lady like her in such a disgusting way… But that was not a worry she needed to have right now. She had to do something about the slug beating her up.

She coughed on the ground, trying to look up towards the purple mountain that was the goodra, his belly covering most of his visage.

“S-Sir… Please… I-I’ll do anything! I-I’ve already fixed your robe. I-I could fix everything you wanted! For free! For the rest of your life! S-So please… let me go…”

She pleaded with her soft and moist eyes towards her assailant, too hurt to actually raise her body up, betting her all on her looks in hopes he’d change his mind.

“Anything…? Hmm…”

Hippil immediately stopped hitting her after the proposition was presented to him, leaving him to think about it for a while as he left Kaiya on the ground. He tapped the end of his staff on the ground a bit more, in a manner to signify that he was mulling over exactly what it would involve.

After a fair bit of thinking, he swung his staff around and began moving the serperior’s body around, getting her into a position that made it clear what he planned to do next. Shifting her serpent cunt upward, the sight of it making it clear she still had cum leftover from before with the other grass types before, Hippil shrugged at the sight as he leaned down and began to smother her body in his fat, covering her completely as slime coated her delicate scales, all while the soft, gooey nature of his stomach molded itself around her body like gelatin.

The feeling of having so much of her body covered in that gooey mass was absolutely disgusting to the trapped snake. It was warm and soft, and it didn’t actually smash any of her body below, but the feeling of him getting so close to her and keeping her in place like that was something she was deeply uncomfortable with.

“I’ll think about it. But first, I’m going to fuck you, pump you full of even more cum to go with that other grass types seed. Maybe it’ll help you out in making the eggs they left in you easier to push out. But that’s wishful thinking. Now…”


With that, Hippil immediately began to rub up against her, dropping his staff on the ground so he could clutch her head and push it into the ground, all while making sure her eyes were kept open, just so she could see the face of the one that was using her. With that, he pulled his other hand back and grabbed her body, using the little bit that wasn’t being smothered in the goodra’s obesity as leverage and another place to hold her down in.

Kaiya could feel the cold floor against the side of her head, while her other side was being held by that warm and sticky hand. She wanted to look away, but with the way the Goodra was holding her, her eyes couldn’t do anything but keep looking at the big male above, completely ashamed of letting herself be sweet-talked into his lies, but the deeper shame was being too weak to even resist someone as strong as him.

Her lower body couldn’t properly move with that gigantic belly holding her down, and the way he was rubbing against her lower region made her cheeks flush with embarrassment. She could use all of her strength left in her frail body to try and attempt an escape, but even if she did, she wouldn’t go far before either passing out or the bigger slug catching up to her.

The Serperior stood still for a moment, trying to calm herself and perhaps endure what he had in store for her. If she could take an educated guess, he was planning to do what the three males did to her earlier that afternoon. If that was it, maybe she could endure it once more, there was no way a single male could be worse than three, right? Or so she thought to try and comfort herself.

If almost on queue, the goodra gripped her tightly, holding her head within his hands as his length gradually pushed into her. Further and further it went, pushing in deeper and further in, the size of Hippil’s shaft being noticeably larger than any of the three grass types that had come in before.

Spreading her folds out and around his shaft, Hippil looked down at her struggle to take what was coming and fight through it like an insult. With a frown, he took Kaiya’s head and quickly slammed it hard onto the floor, causing a mark on her head to form.

“Gyaaaaaa!”

The Serperior hybrid screamed in surprise from the sudden blow she received on the side of her face, the bruise stinging way more than she cared to admit.

“HEY! Women are supposed to scream when I use them! Stop trying to act tough or whatever you pathetic bitch! Scream! Yell! Call for help so that some brave male will come and rescue you! I want to have some fun while I pump you full of my seed!”

With that, Hippil’s grip tightened around her body, this time serving a threat as to what would happen to her should she not comply with the obese dragon types orders. Despite this, Hippil removed the one over her skull for a brief moment, only so he could begin slapping her across the face, continuing to do so with progressively harder blows until she gave him what he wanted.

She didn’t want to go along with what that awful slug’s demands, but she couldn't deny that each slap across her delicate face hurt a lot. For someone of his obesity, he sure knew how to torture someone with nothing but his bare hands.

The pain was making it harder for her poor brain to properly think or come up with a way out of that situation, and as each slap got harder and harder, her body reacted in the only way it knew how. By acquiescing to a superior male.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! PLEASE! STOP THIS! IT HURTS SO MUCH!”

During a small window in between the Goodra’s slaps, Kaiya screamed from the bottom of her lungs, the sharp urge hurting her throat but conveying exactly how she felt from the inside. Her eyes watered down more and a feeling of deep shame and hopelessness dug deep into her skin.

“PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP! I’M BEING TAKEN AND I DON’T WANT IT! IS THERE ANYONE THAT CAN SAVE ME?!?!”

She shouted using all of whatever inner strength she still had inside, betting her fate that maybe there’d be a wandering male that would take pity on her and save the snake from that predicament. A foolish hope, but there was nothing else she could count on in that situation.

Almost immediately after she started, Hippil stopped hitting her as per her request, staring down at the serperior in his grip as he let out a wicked smile before beginning to stroke her body with his hand. slowly moving his three fingered hand over her, he gradually moved a digit down to her mouth, as he slowly began to push a finger in, starting with one, then slowly going to a second. Stopping there, he then proceeded to pull back, stretching her jaw upwards, before finally starting to move his hips.

“That’s more like it. See, women should scream and cry like that. It’s a very fitting facial expression for your kind to wear. You know, it is unfortunate that your cunt’s so wide, else I’d get more enjoyment out of breaking you. Just another reason you’re inferior to my lovely servant back home I suppose. But it’s ok, you’ll still do. But I suppose I’ve waited long enough. Keep crying some more, I want to see the floor get covered in your tears while I paint it with cum!”

After the degrading words, Hippil began pushing his massive cock in and out of her womb, the roles of fat from his soft, pliant and extremely slimy gut smothering Kaiya’s lower body completely, all the while Hippil grunted, enjoying and reveling in the pain, suffering and trauma he instilled into the female underneath him.

Cum began to form, leaking from the tip of his large shaft, the size of it being significantly larger than that of any of the males that came before him. He spread her open, forcing her cunt to accommodate his size, something he gave little time and preparation for beyond using it to traumatize her even further. To him and anyone else however, this was the way Aderon was, and everyone knew that. No one came to the serperior’s aid, and the call only served to gather a small crowd of males to look on, jacking themselves off as a few began to think about doing much the same to the serperior themselves.

It didn’t take long for the Serperior to realize the watchers that had gathered by her door. At first she thought it was a group preparing to save her from that situation, but it didn’t take long for her to notice the cocks each one was stroking from the entrance. They weren’t there to save her, but to relish and enjoy the show. More tears fell from her eyes as she couldn’t believe the males she knew in her own life in the village, even if she never interacted much with them, would stoop so low just like that.

“Looks like you’ll be quite popular after this, you pathetic pink bitch. Huff…it’s lucky for you…s-someone like me was around! Women should…huff, be making eggs for us, not…s-selling stupid cloth!”




The stop and go of his words made it clear he was finally becoming more focused on filling  Kaiya than torturing her, though the new focus did little to help matters as the action with his claw moved to the wayside as he slammed her head back down and finally stopped suffocating her, instead choosing to cover her in more of the slime from his obese form.

That hit on the head made her lose consciousness for a moment, forgetting where she was or what was going on, but she snapped back to reality as more of that slug’s fat cock slid back into her, roughing up her insides and coating more and more of her walls on that sticky liquid.

She almost wished it was only inside, with how much of that substance the Goodra was secreting and enveloping her body little by little, especially from his wet belly. That substance felt revolting to Kaiya, but she couldn’t properly focus on how nasty it felt with his penis hurting her insides with each thrust of his large body. And that pain didn’t let the flow of tears stop anytime soon.

Just beneath her head, a pool did form, not just from her tears, but also from her saliva that flew sometimes when she was hit or got penetrated too painfully, making her gasp and add more into that permeating pool just above the wood. Using some of her last reserves of strength, she looked back at her assailant and pleaded.

“P-Please… I-I’ll… *grunt* … I’ll be your weaver for life. I can do anything- agh! - anything you desire for clothing… just… I beg… please stop…”

She closed her eyes, feeling completely spent as she was ravaged more and more by the fat slug.

Despite the pleas for him to stop, the goodra found himself too far along to care much about whether she wanted him to stop or not. With a few more grunts, the rolls of his fat belly slid over her form, slathering the pink serpent's beautiful body in tainted slime and cum. Regardless of her pleas, he knew what he was going to do in the end, but the confirmation of it made it all the better.

“N-not, not until I…f-finish…j-just shut your mouth…and take it…!”

The irony in his words were not lost, as he moved his hand to cover her mouth in a tight grip as he began to quicken his thrusts, shortening each one as he got closer and closer to his release. With a few more groans, and a arching of his back, the goodra moved down, leaning in to cover even more of Kaiya’s form, before pumping out a large amount of cum into her womb, with some spurting out to cover the ground around them and mix into her own spit and tears.

With that, Hippil stopped for a brief moment before continuing and pumping out even more, a second load to follow the first, showing the virility of dragons and their need and desire to breed with everything and everyone.



The second climax quickly overtook the entirety of Kaiya’s womb, completely filling any spot that had been left untouched by the first one. After the second release, he paused, leaving his shaft in for a while longer, pumping out small bits of cum every now and again just to make sure he was completely spent. Eventually, realizing he needed to get going before any, much stronger teams, began to show up, he pulled himself up, groaning as his gut began to churn and wobble from the effort of picking himself up off the cum dump underneath him.

“Ugh, finally…not bad. You weren’t a bad lay, woman. I’m getting out of here, gotta get out of here soon, before some guy with a spine calls either the police or worse, a stronger team. But before that… ”

As Hippil pulled himself out, cum poured out from Kaiya’s womb, dribbling out over her scales and falling out over the sides of her body, leaving the entrance completely white and painted in the dragon's release. From the sight alone, most of the males from outside finished themselves, with the ones that didn’t either taking the weaker men that had and pinning them to the ground to fuck, or waited with a gaze of lust for the scary dragon to leave so they could continue using the snake. Many of the other grass types in the village were hoping to knock her up with eggs, and turn her into the egg laying bitch they knew she should be.

Hippil, as if to almost facilitate the notion, began to walk around the shop, picking up various different cloths, lasering in on the expensive and vibrant fabrics around the shop. He continued on, sizing up each one, leaving any that didn’t look particularly appealing while grabbing any and all that were of interest. That being however, almost all of the material she had to work with.

“Alright…this should do. I thought about what you said, and sure. You can continue to live. In exchange, you’ll be my private clothier whenever I have to come back out to this trash heap. And for payment, I’ll pump you with even more of my seed. Should be more than welcome for a woman. In fact…”

He looked around at the outside, the males waiting for him to leave quickly ducking out of sight, hoping to avoid getting a helping of his own in them while waiting to breed the serpent they had previously assumed to be cursed.

“I doubt you’ll be doing a whole lot of legitimate business anymore after this anyway. Eh, it doesn't really matter. You should thank me, I made it so you could stop wasting time trying to be…productive or whatever, and made it so everyone sees you for what all females are, cum dumps and egg chambers. I hope you enjoy the life you should have had all this time. God, my generosity really knows no bounds, does it?”

After having so much cum stored inside her womb, now all of it leaking to the floor, Hippil’s comments started to be sound in her head. Her mind spiraled into several facts like the two groups of males that fucked her that afternoon, and the group outside watching with lust and satisfaction in their eyes, most waiting for their own chance to fuck her. Maybe she was wrong about everything. Maybe her worth wasn’t in sewing good clothes or stylish outfits, maybe pleasing males and bearing their eggs was the only thing females like her were good for.

With that, Hippil began to laugh as he walked out the store, the sloshing and swaying of his obese gut with each heavy step resounding over the area. Before making his way out, he quickly picked his staff up, only to turn around for a moment and pull the serperior up against a table, and leave her leaning off it, with her cunt on full display and easy to access with a handle to use.

“There, my last gift. See ya, bitch, hope you enjoy living your proper role.”

By the time the Goodra left the residence, leaving his slime all over the place wherever he walked or bumped, the revelations that Kaiya received had finally sunken in. She wasn’t a proper individual, she wasn’t someone that should try and become something better and she wasn’t someone that should make decisions at all. She was a female, males were the ones that ruled this world, so she should leave any and all decisions and orders to them, superior creatures.

Hippil had revealed to her a truth she had been avoiding for her whole life, his actions towards her directing her path, once lost in vanity and happiness, now found in doing what she was born to do, letting a male do whatever he wanted with her body anytime he wanted it.

The Serperior didn’t have much time to contemplate on her findings though, soon one of the erect males amidst the crowd, a cacturne with his green and spiky cock completely erect, made his way towards the exposed snake, enjoying the sorry sight she found herself in and pressing his prickly member against her leaking pussy.

She didn’t struggle or fight back, for there was no need. This is how things were supposed to be, this was her purpose in life. She felt grateful as the male rubbed his length against her opening, preparing himself to fill her up and pump her full of eggs.

This was what any female should strive to do, Kaiya thought to herself as she bowed her head and closed her eyes, feeling ever grateful as she felt the male penetrate her insides, the first one of many she’d take during her newfound life of servitude.

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