Zoroark was spending his afternoon lazing about in his woods. Lounging in a tree branch, he watched clouds go by while listening to the sounds of water running in the nearby stream. Suddenly he sat up, his nose twitching at a set of scents that brushed by his nose in the breeze. It was definitely humans and they even had a pokemon with them as well. Hopping to his feet, Zoroark followed the scent towards its source while wondering what kind of fun he'd be having this time. Staying in the thickets, the pokemon came to the border of a fairly large clearing. He got in his usual position to assess the situation, peering through the bushes. It looked to be a family of 3 and their very own pokemon. The family consisted of a mother, a father, a baby and a vaporeon. They seemed to have just finished a picnic, as the mom and dad were loading leftovers into a basket. The baby sat resting his head against the vaporeon who lay curled on his side, a tablet propped against his tail which the pokemon and baby were both watching. Zoroark began to plot, wondering how he could tackle this situation. With that many of them, playtime with the youngling was definitely not possible. Simply chasing them all out would be difficult as well, as the Vaporeon would most likely stand his ground to defend his family. Just as the dark type began to wonder if he should simply let his tresspassers be for once, he spied the mother leading the father off into the woods. It seemed perhaps the two of them left the baby in Vaporeon's care while they ran off to have fun of their own? This was perfect, The Vaporeon would be easy enough to handle on his own and the baby certainly wasn't going to be running off anywhere. Knowing humans, Zoroark had plenty of time to do his thing.

Silently, the dark and furry creature snuck his way out of his hiding spot. He crept up behind his prey, neither of which could hear his approach. Their eyes glued to the children's programming in front of them, they didn't even notice his shadow as he loomed over the two. The Vaporeon had finally sensed the creature behind him and thought to jump up, but it was too late. Zoroark grabbed hold of the slippery water type, restraining him with his arms from behind. Vaporeon struggled away, but Zoroark's grip was too strong. With the backside of his upper body pinned to Zoroark's chest, only Vaporeon's feet reached the ground and he could make very little movements with those alone. The small and innocent boy merely sat on the blanket, staring curiously at his family's beloved pokemon and unaware of the weight of their situation. This made things much easier for Zoroark, who simply looked down at the boy with a toothy smile. Keeping the Vaporeon pinned with one arm, Zoroark slid his other hand down the water-type's belly and found his mark. His hand now between Vaporeon's struggling legs, he massaged at his slit. Rubbing at it gently and poking into it, Zoroark did what he could in an attempt to arouse the fearful pokemon's member from its hiding spot. His attempts were met with success as the slippery pink tendril slid its way out of the slit. Fully erect, Vaporeon's cock was much like that of a dolphin's. A fatter hilt narrowed down gradually to a small tip, the entire figure curving slightly in the air and pointing diractly at the boy's curious face.

Zoroark grasped the water-type's member with his hand and began to stroke it. Understanding what Zoroark was trying to do, Vaporeon went into a panic, squirming and struggling to no avail. He was helpless in Zoroark's clutches and could only watch and wait as his own penis was pumped to its enevitable climax. Vapreon could do nothing to hold it back, he held his breath and clenched as hard as he could to fight the inevitable. All this only served to fortify his load and to Zoroark's delight, Vaporeon's cock finally began to erupt. Zoroark aimed diractly at the baby boy's face as Vaporeon unwillingly spent a wealth his own seed onto him. Careful to avoid the eyes, Zoroark tried his best to make a mess as the semen stuck to his face and in his hair. The child didn't seem a great deal phased by the unusual white substance clinging to his skin. He even scooped some off with a finger, observing it before putting it in his mouth. Vaporeon was defeated, not caring to struggle anymore as the deed had already been done. This pleased Zoroark, who wasn't quite done with his fun yet.

Vaporeon's cock had receded back into its slit and Zoroark had a throbbing erection of his own that needed handling. He began to sit the Vaporeon down in front of him, a process that knocked the sitting baby ontp his back. Vaporeon now stood over the little human, weak in his knees. He had no will to fight and dared not try and flee, leaving his dependant little sibling alone and at the mercy of the monster that held them captive. Zoroark clucthed at the other pokemon's hips, taking a hand and gripping his tail. He lifted the thick and finned tail tail up, revealing the puckered tailhole beneath it. Zoroark was curious to see if the rumors were true and so, without any kind of lubricant, kissed the tip of his member against clenched hole of the Vaporeon. With a quick thrust, his ribbed cock penetrated the Vaporeon with almost no resistance. Vaporeon gave no struggle as Zoroark began to thrust in and out of his rear end, wishing this could have been the only thing the depraved pokemon had wanted from the start. Sexual acts with another pokemon weren't quite Zoroark's cup of tea, but he made the best of it and enjoyed humping the rubbery tailhole anyway. Showing no restraint with the poor water-type, Zoroark plowed in and out of of hima in a rough manner. The frothy mixture of their sex continuously ran down from the violated hole, dripping and dribbling on the sticky baby beneath. The boy ignored the brown fluids while watching the Zoroark's cock plunge in and out of his fishy friend. Zoroark had finally reached his limit. His pushed himself inward, down to the hilt, his furry hips pressed against the rubbery Vaporeon's tail end as he unloaded spurt after spurt of cum into his squishy prey.

The dark-type rested, breathing heavily with a firm grip on the Vaporeon's hips. He finally stood up with his slippery and flaccid cock unsheathing from the tailhole. Vaporeon's butthole pulsed as it slowly came to a close, pinching off the mixture of fluids and waste oozing from the opening. Vaporeon collapsed beside the messy child, who crawled up to him attempting to stir the poor pokemon into playing. Looking upon the sorry sight, Zoroark thought to make his leave when he heard a terrified shriek further away. Looking towards the noise, he saw that the parents had returned from their privacy. The mom held her hands to her mouth while the dad ran furiously towards the scene. Zoroark merely gave them a smirk and waved a clawed hand at them before darting off, his mission a success. He didn't continue running, however, as he stopped just on the outskirts to spy a little. The parents were in a panic, cleaning their child and attempting to comfort their pokemon as they tried to process what exactly happened. Zoroark saw no need to chase them out. They had been through enough and would certainly waste no time leaving on their own, never to return.