In his path, Alex saw a relatively large rock not that different from the dozens of other relatively large rocks he had passed by earlier. Upon climbing it, he sat down on its coarse, flat surface to rest his aching paws.
   Like most other Luxios, Alex had dark-grey fur on his lower half and a large, luscious mane of the same colour in contrast with the sky-blue of his upper half and face, and the golden-yellow of his eyes. Although his body was lithe as a cat’s, the large ears and four-pointed star at the end of his long tail break that comparison to felines.
   But unlike most other Luxios, he was completely, absolutely incapable of hunting. Tracking prey; sneaking and stalking through the underbrush; clawing his way through a fight; despite having trained for these things ever since he was a little Shinx, Alex couldn't hunt for prey if his life depended on it. A useless leech.
   Yes, that's what he was, a leech living off of the work of others, a dead weight holding the other pack members down, a good-for-nothing vagabond. If he couldn't contribute, what was his purpose in life? If he was just some coward living off of the sweat of the actual hunters, why was he still alive? Hann, probably.
   Hanniel - Hann, to the intimate - was a strong and brave Luxray amongst the most respected and successful hunters of the pack, as well as Alex’s boyfriend. He was the only one that ever made him feel accepted, at times risking his own reputation just to defend the one he loved. Always level-headed, Hann never allowed the endless insults and taunts to get under Alex’s skin when possible. This morning, though, it wasn't possible.
   He was overseeing the training of a few cubs when his boyfriend learned that no one had yet taken up the hunting assignment to Northern Kanto - and that, Alex thought, was his opportunity to prove to the pack, and himself, that he wasn't some useless leech. A terrible idea, but this time, Hann wasn't there to persuade him out of it.
   There he was now, atop a random rock in the Northern Kanto wilds, tired, thirsty, and hungry, his paws aching as he watched the sunset sky paint the forest with its golden tones between the scattered pine trees. From sunrise to sundown, not only had he failed to catch prey - he managed to get himself lost. Which means the pack would have to provide a search party to look for him; and there he was, living off of the work of others yet again. Perhaps it’d be better if they didn't find him, and he just died of starvation atop that rock; Arceus knows the pack could use one less mouth to feed.
   Alex was going down this spiral of self-deprecating thoughts when a gust of wind led an extremely strong smell into his nostrils. Caught off guard, he coughed a bit before recomposing himself to focus on investigating the smell; nose twitching around in the air as he tried to pinpoint its origin, Alex couldn't help but notice it was quite familiar: very sweet, but also somewhat salty and musky. Then it struck him - the same delicious smell from all those nights he and Hann spent holed up in his burrow… Who was getting intimate out here, at sunset, in the middle of a barren forest?! Doesn't matter, as long as they could help him find his way back to the pack. Alex climbed down the rock and began to follow the arousing scent. Meanwhile, his cheeks turned red with blush, that pleasant, familiar warmth spread all throughout his body, and all eight inches of his reddish-pink cock slipped out of his sheath, swaying from side to side with every step, exposed for all the world to see. “It’ll be so embarrassing if I meet whomever is out there like this,” he thought, “but if I do, I might just join them. Fucking hot dick smell.”
   The closer Alex went to the scent’s origin, the harder it was to ignore the relentless wind, colder than the most frigid wind of winter nights, blowing from wherever that smell came from, grass and underbrush waving with the sheer strength of its passage. When the arctic gale was almost too cold to bear, Alex opened his way through some thick foliage to come upon a large clearing. In the middle of that clearing, he saw some kind of bird twice as large as himself, their large wings flapping frantically, a long dark-blue tail whipping around in the air, it's sky-blue underbelly barely visible amidst the frenetic scramble of light-blue plumage and feathers. It took the small Luxio a few seconds of staring at the mess in front of him, to understand what was happening. He thought they were just legends; baseless tales about the end of summer and beginning of autumn, but here was proof that all those myths were real. In the Northern Kanto wilds, Alex had just stumbled upon the ruler of winter and cold themself: Articuno. Not only that, he had stumbled upon them while they were busy masturbating.
    Alex didn't realise that it’d probably be a better idea if he just stepped back and left the demigod to take care of their carnal needs unbothered until after he’d begun speaking. “Uh… Good evening, Mre. Articuno… I'm really, really sorry for having to bother you here, but I… uh… I wouldn’t be doing it if it wasn't a life or death situation. I need your help. Desperately.”
   Startled, Articuno whipped around to stare at the unexpected interloper, and that's when Alex's eyes first met the demigod's cock, still swaying from side to side with the sudden movement. From as far as he was, he could already feel the heat radiating off of the huge organ, see the intricacies of the ever-shifting gleam of the pre covering its needy length. Saying it was huge was probably an understatement; just the knot was about as big as the little Luxio’s head, with the entire thing being almost as large as him, and he couldn't shake the feeling that it was that monster of a dick who was staring him down with that leaky urethra. His own member throbbed almost painfully, like it tried to get harder than physically possible, and his cheeks had blushed into a strong pink.
   It took as much willpower as he could muster to drag his gaze away from Articuno’s startling member and instead look into their light red eyes. “I went out to hunt, but-”    A sly smile spread across their face when they interrupted him. “So, you need help? Turns out I also need help with something here.” They inched ever closer to the little Luxio, until there was barely any space between their beak and his snout. “How should I put it? Oh, yes. 
You’ll help me in dealing with my earthly needs.”
   The lustful part of his brain told him to scream “YES!” at the top of his lungs, but he managed to hold back this urge. “T-there’s no n-need, I'll j-just find my way back… I p-promise not to look.”
   “I’m not asking you for anything. I’m ordering you.”
   Articuno opened their wings in a wide stance before flapping them fast as lightning. The next thing Alex felt was an unimaginably frigid wind slamming into him with the strength and speed of a typhoon, throwing him several metres backwards to land belly-up on the soft grass below. With a strong flutter of their wings, Articuno leapt across the clearing to fall on top of him, pinning him down with their talons on one side and with both wings on the other, their massive dick, still very much erect, nearly taking up all the space between them, filling both of their bodies with the tremendous heat it irradiated and slathering both their bellies with precum. The little Luxio squirmed around trying to escape, but even he knew it was useless; there was no escaping a horny demigod. “I-i h-have a b-boyfriend!” he exclaimed.    “And you think that I care?” Articuno replied. They proceeded to thrust their cock against his torso, a quick movement that sent a shockwave of pleasure racing through his nerves, crashing into his brain like a wrecking ball. “Aa-aah!” he moaned, closing his eyes and arching his back from the sheer strength of that feeling.
   “Ha. I knew you'd like this. You're just my little slut, aren't you?”
   “N-no, I'm n-not…”
Articuno began to slowly rub their cock on him. Back and forth, back and forth, it glided across his body, applying slight pressure to his torso and his own member, like they were humping on his body. As the ecstasy flowed into his mind, he felt it become more and more cloudy, like he was slipping away from reality. “Every six months, I journey across the skies to ~aah~” Articuno said, stopping to moan during a particularly good thrust, “to bring winter to some distant land. And I always make a quick stop to ~aah~ to relieve myself on some other cute Pokémon. I honestly thought ~aah~ I’d have to do it myself until you came along. And I'm seriously impressed; no one in decades resisted the ~mmmf~ allure of my huge dick for so long. Let's see how long you can last before you become just another one of ~aah~ of my cute little sluts.”    “I’m not your slut!”
The demigod then brought their body closer to the ground before continuing to thrust their rub into Alex, like they were fucking the tight space between both. With every movement of their hips, they thrust faster and faster, the intensity of both’s lovemaking growing with every passing second, a constant river of pleasure flowing straight into their minds. Alex’s brain no longer had space for those pesky thoughts and sensations that got in the way of the ecstasy he felt, so they were discarded. Reality slowly faded into nothing but the little Luxio and the demigod thrusting against him, and he preferred this world to his previous one. The stimulus was too much to be contained; along with another burst of pleasure, he felt something surge on his cock (which was buried under the god’s meat) before it throbbed and released an outflow of cum - it had barely stopped flowing out when the stupor of orgasm faded away and he was once again thrown into the thunderstorm of ecstasy raging all throughout his body. Articuno didn't even notice.
   “You know what is it ~aah~ called when someone rubs their cock on someone else’s?” they asked. “We call that ‘frottage’. But of course you’d know that. You’re my little cute slut”    “Yeaah~,” Alex said, or moaned, or wailed. He wasn't sure if he even could speak normally by now. “I’m your cute little slut”.
   “Though I'm not sure if I'm rubbing my big cock on yours, or if mine is too big for that. I’m not even sure if that slick surface down there is your tool or my pre.”
   “~aaa-aah… aa-aah…~”
   “You're such a cute little slut.”
   “~t-thanks… aah… i-i am…~”
As they spoke, Articuno was speeding up the pace even more, thrusting as hard and as fast as they could. With every passing moment, their passion and lust, raging like a fire in both their bodies, grew to roar louder and louder, setting every square inch of their consciousness ablaze. Amidst the flames, another sensation made itself known: anticipation. Articuno’s enormous dick was throbbing and pulsing even harder than usual - there was no doubt as to what was coming.
   “~aaah… I LOVE how it feels to use your body, cute little slut” Articuno half-screamed.
   “~yeaaaah~” Alex replied, with a face of absolute rapture.
   “What are you exactly?!” They held their head up high, beak half-open, tongue lolling out.    “I’m ~aah~ your ~aah your slut”
   “What exactly?!”
   “Your ~aah~ your cute little slut!”
   “Yes you are!”
   “Your cute little ~aah~ cockworshipping slut!”
   The demigod wasn't interested in hearing what he had to say anymore. A last, definitive thrust left their urethra touching the Luxio's snout; a thunderstrike of pleasure on both of their minds; a surge-like feeling inside their meat and balls throbbing; thus, the floodgates were open. A deluge of cum rushed straight at Alex’s face, coating it in a layer of warm semen. Thick ropes of seed gushed outwards into the trees, painting trunks, grass, and underbrush with its off-white tone. But after the first few shots, most of the ejaculation would cascade straight down into the Luxio's head. He didn't mind, of course - quite the opposite, actually. He loved to have that creamy, hot substance running down the sides of his face, almost like it was a warm blanket covering him, except infinitely more arousing. And that's not to mention the taste: when Alex just slightly opened his mouth, there was cum rushing into his throat almost immediately. It has a very, very pungent sweet taste, yet still a little salty and even piquant. Overall, a delicious flavour he couldn't get enough of. Not like quantity was a problem, though - even though he’d like to savour it a little longer, he could barely swallow as fast as the demigod's semen flooded into his mouth.
   It took several minutes for the deluge of cum to slow down into a steady stream, then into a light trickle after that, before ceasing completely. And it took an even longer time for the absolute rapture enveloping Alex and Articuno's minds to ever so slowly fade away, their consciousnesses returning to their proper places after being expelled by the stupor of sex and orgasm. Alex had just opened his eyes and lifted his head from the pool of seed surrounding it when Articuno became clear-headed enough to speak.
   “Ha… Hahaha… Look at my cute little slut, all drenched in a god’s seed. Wow… you look even cuter than you already were when your face’s all covered in cum. Well, you enjoyed it, didn't you?”
   Alex tried to convince himself that it wasn't true, that he didn't like being thrown to the ground and violated like that. But he absolutely adored it. The frottage, the cum, his submission, the demigod’s attitude and their huge throbbing dick… He loved every single aspect of it, and he didn't want to lie to himself or them about it.
   “You liked it or not?” Articuno inquired, while this internal conflict was going on in the Luxio's mind.
   “Yes! Yes… yes I loved it…” he replied, exasperated.
   When Articuno finally got off of him, the idea he wasn’t pinned to the ground anymore and could easily get up and flee didn’t even cross his mind.
   “What’s this around your cock?” they asked when looking at the mess of clumped fur and white goo around Alex’s dick, which was still throbbing on after being smothered under all that meat. It was, of course, a rhetorical question. “How many times did you cum?”
   “Three… Four?…” he panted, "I have absolutely no idea.”
   “If you came so hard you could barely even feel it this time, just wait until i’m inside you.” With that, Articuno shuffled their legs slightly and bent down so that their rod was aimed directly at the other pokémon’s tailhole.”
   “B-but it won’t fit!” he exclaimed, more so out of shock at the suggestion.
   “Honey, do I look like I care? I'll make it fit. And if I get to completely rearrange your insides, that’s even better.”
   The only protest that Alex could muster was a slight whimper.
   “C’mon, you’ve been wanting to have my huge dick fucking your ass from the moment you saw it. Don’t try lying to me.”
   “Y-yes…”
   “Knew it. Ready?”
   By now, it wasn’t a surprise to him that Articuno didn’t give a single second for him to answer before they pushed their tip against him. His ring offered little pressure before yielding to the demigod’s strength and allowing the cockhead to stretch his rectum open wider than it had ever been. “AAAaaah!” he wailed, not as much from the piercing pain as from the electrifying, lightning-like pleasure assailing all of his muscles and snaking its way across all his nerves; all aspects of it were so resolutely, unapologetically good. In an entire universe of possibilities, there was nowhere else he’d rather be other than then and there, laying adamant on the ground while a being of near-unfathomable power forced themself deeper and deeper into him, his entire body stretching to accommodate every single inch making it's way past his strained anus.
   Every forceful thrust meant another wave of ecstasy crashed throughout his body, and that Articuno’s member was burrowing even further into Alex. He didn't notice how long it took - time was a concept for someone that wasn't enraptured in sex so fervent as this - but soon enough, the demigod was already reaching into what he thought what his stomach - thought because his mind was too overwhelmed to know for certain. Yet, Articuno continued ramming their rod deeper into him, until their enormous knot touched his tailhole and sent another flood of pleasure onto the ocean that already drowned his thoughts and feelings.    Articuno placed all their weight into their wings, arched their back, opened their beak, and shut their eyes, all to focus solely on the incomparable, euphoric ecstasy of having the little Luxio’s insides so tenderly and tightly hugging their length, gripping it hard as it slid in and out of his hole, faster and faster. Soon, the loud, rhythmic “plap, plap, plap,” of their balls slapping on the ground was echoing across the entire forest, and they found themselves making small, rapid pumps into Alex, trying to stimulate themself as much and as quickly as possible - both lovers could feel their balls churning, their cock throbbing even harder than it already was; no doubt was left. With one last, powerful push, his anus stretched far wider than it had ever before as the enormous knot rammed it open and pushed deep into his rectum, forming an equally massive bulge below his belly. “AA-AAAAAH!” he half-cried, half-moaned, the loud volume matching the intense pleasure that getting knotted by that monstrous meat gave him. He’d continue moaning, tongue lolling out of his wide-open mouth in blissful ecstasy, throughout the entire onrush of cum that followed; a huge jet striking the far end of his stomach, the unending deluge of seed having sharing the already limited space with that colossal meat, forcing his belly to engorge more and more, far beyond what he thought was possible. Eventually, the fluid pressure became stronger than the strength of the knot’s seal; with a loud “pop” and too little pain for Alex to feel, Articuno pulled out. Their fire hydrant of a cock swung wildly in the air, spraying thick ropes of cum all around the area, until their members gave out and they collapsed on top of their mate, their unwieldy cock hanging off the side of his body.
   Alex just laid there, his cheeks with a strong rose blush, his eyes half lidded and mouth slightly open, mind totally unresponsive after being so overwhelmed. Articuno still held themself up with their wings, eyes and beak closed shut to let no other sensation interrupt the unmatched feeling of pumping load after load after load into the ground, forming a pool of their seed on the forest floor and plastering their cute little bitch in that off-white sticky goodness. They remained like that for a long time - could’ve been hours, could've been days, could’ve been weeks. When you’re filled with the blissful ecstasy of fervorous sex, your sense of time is completely sidestepped in favour of it. Articuno, weighed down by the exhaustion of having such intense feelings, got up, walked a few steps over, then laid down on the grassy floor, dozing off to sleep.
   Eventually, the bliss of sex and fire of passion died down inside of Alex, and he could finally see and hear properly, although his mind was incredibly hazy, he was extremely tired, and his poor, poor anus hurt a lot. But all of these ailments paled in comparison to the insatiable hunger he felt. Sure, he hadn't eaten anything the entire day, but the sheer amount of cum spewed inside him was probably enough to feed an entire family for a whole week, yet his stomach was like a voracious black hole, ready to devour anything it came across… Regardless of whether he should or not be starving, fact is that he felt an insatiable hunger take hold of him. A quick look around the clearing, and soon he spotted the only remotely edible thing there: Articuno.
   Rather than take small bites off of the sleeping demigod, the first idea to cross his exhausted, sleepy mind was to swallow them whole. Alex opened his jaws as wide as he could, and when he tried to open it even wider, a light “click” emanated out of his maw - with an unhinged jaw, he opened it much wider than should be physically possible, and proceeded to fit the entirety of Articuno's head into his mouth. As you’d expect, they tasted and felt like lots of feathers, but he wasn't interested in either of those.
   Alex proceeded to crawl forwards, using his forepaws to pull the demigod further down his throat. As he did, his body was forced to stretch and bulge in order to contain the much larger Pokémon, and it wasn't hard at all to spot the contours of their head and neck through his skin as they slid down into the starving Luxio’s stomach, promising to end his endless hunger. Difficulty increasing as he went, he swallowed the demigod down, until his strained mouth reached the point where their wings met their body, when it became too hard to continue like this. With extreme effort from both upper body and limbs, he lifted Articuno up, pointing them and his head towards the starlit sky so that gravity would do the hard work of pulling his meal in.
   Being forcefully thrown upwards was what finally woke them up. Articuno opened their eyes wide, only to be met with the sight of , lightless tunnel lined with soft, warm, moist flesh. They immediately began flapping and thrashing in a frantic bid to escape, but their wings were clamped down by a force even stronger than the winter ruler’s: Alex’s mouth. With the help of gravity, everything went much smoother; whipping about in a fruitless fight, completely terrified, the demigod found themself sliding further and further down the Luxio’s throat. Soon, their feet were already inside his mouth, and after that, he sucked in his long tail, still whipping about in the air, like it was a spaghetti noodle. From the outside, all that could be seen was a massive bulge around Alex’s upper body and throat, which then travelled down into his belly, forcing it to suddenly balloon outwards to about twice the size of the rest of his body.
   Finally, he closed his mouth with a “click” that indicated his jaw was back into place. Then, he sighed, with half-lidded eyes and deep breaths indicating how good it felt to have that endless hunger in him satisfied. With that, he laid belly up on the soft grass, looking up at the trees billowing in the night’s brisk wind and moon in the centre of beautiful constellations. 
From the outside, he could even see his meal still scrambling around inside him; a few spots on his belly would rise quickly above the rest before sinking down again, clear indication of a kick, or a headbutt, or a flapping wing - his helpless prey was pleasuring him from the inside in its useless attempts of escape, and he absolutely loved how it felt. He began slowly and deliberately massaging his enormous, bloated belly with both forepaws, soft like pressing into a cushion, an inexplicable satisfaction reaching down into his soul. 
“BWUAAAAARP” the sound of gases leaving his mouth echoed loudly in the emptiness between trees. He continued kneading the enormous, incredibly soft mound on his belly, still 
shaking and pulsing with his prey’s movements. It all felt so pleasing… Thus, he fell asleep.
• • •
Alex opened his eyes to the blinding light of the midday sun and immediately cringed, turning around to lay on his left flank. There's no better word to describe how he felt other than “weird”. His entire body felt weighed down, like it was suddenly being pulled by a stronger gravity, and his abnormally unwieldy limbs were deliberately slow in responding to his brain’s commands; he kinda liked this though, it made him feel like he was much bigger and stronger than he was last night, like he could take on any Pokémon that came at him with ease.
   About last night - his memories were hazy and uncertain, blended together until no single feature was recogniseable. So he got up and stretched, the tired bones on his spine and legs crackling, back arched down and wings wide open to the relief of his sore muscles.    Wings‽ He immediately turned his head towards one of his flanks, and, surely enough, he saw a large, majestic wing attached to him, dark-grey at the front and sky-blue in the tailing feathers. He tried flapping it; the limb diligently obeyed, and the slight wind that followed blew into his mane. So it wasn't a hallucination or a dream or something of the sort, then. Still thoroughly confused, Alex walked around in circles in an attempt to understand what had happened.
   He was about three times as big as he was just hours earlier, which came out to approximately three metres from paw to shoulder. Behind him trailed three long grey feathers forming a tail, the middle one sporting a pattern that resembled a four-pointed star. On both his flanks stretched out majestic, feathery wings, divided in colour similarly to the rest of his body, which, despite the added size, was still quite thin and lithe. He imagined himself a furry, dark-grey and sky-blue dragon, standing imposingly over the clearing - which had, from his point of view, become much smaller than it was last night.
   And about last night; with some effort by his doozy mind, he just about managed to unravel those memories and remember what went down: carelessly accepting a hunting assignment he couldn't even hope to complete, walking aimlessly in an endless forest for Arceus-knows how many hours straight, stumbling upon Articuno through sheer chance, them getting raped by them. Twice. And subsequently eating them… so that's what happened. For whatever entirely unexplainable reason he couldn't even begin to comprehend, he managed to gulp down a whole demigod and… “absorb” some of their body features. And perhaps some of their powers as well? He had to try it out! The first thing his gaze met was an unsuspecting fern growing on the treeline - that was a good enough test subject. Opening his newly-gained wings as wide and tall he could, he proceeded to flap them down with startling speed. The ferocious wind rushed forwards like a speeding bullet; the grass below froze instantly, and the fern was only slightly blown back before instantly turning into a block of solid ice, crackling and fuming like liquid nitrogen.
   Alex didn't have the slightest idea of how to respond to it. The power of winter was right in his paws. He now had wings to take him wherever he wanted to be in the vast, limitless expanses of the sky. He was much, much taller than any other human or Pokémon he ever knew. And he was a demigod. 
   Why is this happening‽ None of it makes the slightest sense!
   Well, senseless or not, it had happened. There's no denying that.
   What would he do with the newfound powers of a demigod, then? He looked around the clearing, from the frozen fern and grass to the trees calmly billowing in the breeze to the pastoral clouds rolling across the sky, while processing the complicated thoughts clouding his mind - his subconscious insisted on lingering in what happened last night, and all he felt. 
Whatever it is he did, he concluded, he should probably go back home as soon as possible - 
Hann would be worried sick by now…
   First, he gently flapped his wings, getting used to his new members and to the movement. Then, building up the courage and readying himself, he began running towards the edge of the clearing. Strong, heavy paws, much more than a little Luxio’s would be, pushed against the ground to propel his body forwards, tail feathers trailing behind him as he galloped past the frozen fern, eyes closed as he approached the treeline, wings raised and cutting through the wind. Then, with one definitive flap, he felt his paws leave the ground, and he opened his eyes to see himself flying above the treetops. Flap after flap he continued climbing higher in the air, mouth agape. He could barely believe it, and his mind couldn't even begin to process his own amazement at how it all felt, and he’d rather focus on not falling down rather than unscramble his head.
   His timing was far from perfect, and his form and position could use tons more practice, but still, he was adept enough to fly high in the Northern Kanto skies until he spotted a series of foothills near the treeline where the woodlands gave way to the steep grasslands that the region is known for. A modest stream flowed down the mountain and through the burrows, descending south towards the unknown lands the humans inhabited. In the pack's small domain, all kinds of Shinxes, Luxios, and Luxrays walked to and fro, hunting, training, conversing, eating, digging, or sometimes just laying down in the soft grass, basking in the warm morning sun.
   The scouts posted at the northern edge were the first to spot a large creature - that somewhat reminded them of a dragon if dragons had fur and feathers - gliding through the air towards the burrows. Word soon reached the Hunter’s Assembly, and curious onlookers rapidly gave way to some of the strongest, most skillful Luxrays the pack had to offer. Hanniel, at home mourning the potential loss of his boyfriend, and also the best hunter that wasn't in the search party, headed the group. 
Alex’s first landing wasn't smooth as it could be, to say the least. He widened his wings too little and came down faster than he was supposed to; not enough to cause any injuries, but his legs did hurt a lot from the impact. Upon orienting himself to being grounded again, he turned to face some ten Luxrays that had just gathered at his landing site. Like their smaller counterparts, their body was divided between sky blue and dark grey fur, but their blue portion was limited to the legs, underbelly, and the portion of their face between the bright, fear-inducing eyes and the mouth. Their mane was much larger, with messy spikes of fur around their entire body all wind-brushed towards their long feline tail. With muscular members, lithe body, and menacing posture, these Luxrays were the image of what every Luxio should yearn to become. Two were sneering at him, but most were far too taken aback by him to do anything other than stare with wide eyes - that's something he would love getting used to, actually, having the pack’s most respected members wince at his mere presence. The first thing he actually spotted in the group was that Hann headed it; Alex knew his boyfriend way too well to believe in the confident, brave face he had, and though he couldn't quite pinpoint why, their convivence just made him naturally understand that the imposing Luxray was quivering to his stomach, pretensions notwithstanding.
   “Stand right where you are!” Hann defiantly shouted. “Who are you, fowl beast, and what are you doing here?!”
   Alex just chuckled at the kind of language the Assembly forced all on-duty hunters to use. 
“I'm Alexander. I live here. You should know me pretty well by now, Hanniel.”
   The mention of Hann’s boyfriend would usually garner chuckles from the other hunters; now, they were too startled by the claim to say anything. “What?!” their leader cried.
• • •
After his landing, Alex was directed to a large underground hall, which had been used as a warehouse until recently, when a new one had started excavation and the question with what to do with the old one still lingered in the pack's bureaucracy. It also happened to be the only empty burrow where the three metres tall demigod could comfortably fit for his questioning, which lasted unbearably long into the evening. What the Assembly concluded is that this beast was Alex without a shadow of a doubt - he could almost perfectly detail the instructor's life and even describe the most intimate details of his love life with Hanniel. They also learned that Alex had supposedly met the ruler of Winter, Articuno, and subsequently devoured him (he conveniently left the rape part out,) somehow absorbing part of the deity’s powers and body. No one seriously thought this was even close to plausible, but in the end, no one had managed to come up with a better explanation, and they were simply forced to accept the story he told. Arrangements were made for him to spend the next few weeks in the old warehouse, until the upheaval caused by his presence calmed down and the political order of the Pack was restored, so that they could decide what to do with a literal demigod. By the time the agreement was ironed out, it was late in the evening and the Sun was about to kiss the horizon and disappear for a long night’s rest. Hann had just been relieved of his duties, and immediately raced towards the warehouse.
   He found his boyfriend standing on his hind legs, mane grazing the packed earth ceiling, with a gleeful face and with wings and forelegs wide open, ready for a hug. Hann rushed forwards and leaped into Alex, who was pushed back with the momentum to land belly up on the floor, limbs tightly and tenderly wrapped around the Luxray he loved so dearly. A heartfelt kiss between both lovers followed, and after parting their lips, their lovestruck eyes lingered on the other’s.
  “I still can't believe what's happened”, Hann broke the silence.
  “Well, pretty simple,” he replied “You were always complaining that I've got a longer dick than you despite the fact you were taller than me. So I became taller. Problem solved.”   “You dork!” Hann crawled closer and nuzzled his snout on his boyfriend’s. Both closed their eyes, revelling in the connection shared through the point of contact. “Y’know you can be honest with me, sweetheart.”
   Alex couldn't help but quiver, widening his eyes in a single moment. Laying on top of him, Hann struggled a bit to maintain his balance. “What's wrong, love?” he asked?
  “Promise me you won't tell anyone?”
  “I promise. You know you can trust me for everything, sweetie”
   “Before… that happened… well… I met Articuno because I felt a very strong smell. It turns out I found them because they were… masturbating.”
  “What?!”
   “Yeah… they were unbelievably horny. And I was the nearest Pokémon they could take it out on…”
  The Luxray chuckled. In such a serious situation, it even sounded maniacal in a way. “So you cheated on me with a demigod, then-”
  “Hold on, love, let me finish. You think I consented?”
 “Articuno RAPED you?!”
 “And I liked it Hann! I liked being raped by them! I don't think I've ever felt as good as I did when they raped me! I wanted them to rape me more than I've every wanted anything else! 
I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry…”
   Large tears formed around the demigod's eyes and streamed down his cheeks. The Luxray crawled closer to his lover, resting his own face on his boyfriend’s as he struggled to hug around Alex's neck with his forelegs. “Shhh… shhhh… it's okay love.”
  “I wanted to get raped so much…”
  “Hey, you know why I asked whether you cheated on me?”
  “No? I thought you'd be mad…”
  “We never talked about exclusivity, Hann. I'm completely okay with you having sex with other people and having… consensual rape?”
  “Wait, did you ever-”
  “I would've told you, silly.” 
   Hann closed his eyes and kissed Alex’s mouth. Both lovers dove deep into their passion, doing nothing but basking in the heat of each other's fluffy bodies, their love running like a spark between their connected mouths, basking in the feeling for what could very well have been an eternity.
  “So, sweetietail,” the Luxray broke the pleasant, intimate silence, “what happened then?”   “The whole thing took so much out of me… I went to sleep, I think, and so did Articuno. I then woke up to the worst hunger I ever felt. Like, unimaginable hunger, as if my stomach had collapsed onto itself and turned into a bottomless pit or something… the closest edible thing I saw was the sleeping Articuno. So I swallowed them whole. Just like that; opened my mouth wider than should be possible and just gulped them all down.”
  Hann looked to the ceiling as he focused on recalling what he had been taught as a little Luxio during his own training. “I don't think that's unprecedented. There are some legends of immensely powerful pack members who were said to ‘swallow their prey whole without breaking a sweat’. You might be one of those. But I've never heard of pokémon who acquire the traits of those they swallow.”
  “So I am some kind of chosen one, haha?”
  “You dork, hahaha. Probably not. I think you just happen to have a combination of… well, no better way to describe it than ‘powers’. Extremely rare and unlikely powers.”
  “Doesn't make the slightest sense.”
  “Doesn't have to.”
  “That's true.”
  They looked at eachother with that same dumb expression they always used when the tenderness and love got too overwhelming for words to express.
  “By Arceus, I missed you so much honey. You had me worried sick the entire day and night.”
  “I'm so sorry for that sweetie, so sooo sorry…”
  “Would never expect you to come back the way you did. So big and huge~” that last note lingered in the air, said in a sensual tone that could only mean one thing.
  “What are you implying?”
  “Well, if you already hung before, I imagine you must be pretty long now…” Careful not to hurt his boyfriend, Hann jumped softly off of him, skillful legs guiding him into a soft landing. He took a few steps back to properly admire what the demigod carried in his groin.   Alex had been too worried with the immediate situation to check out his own genitals, but when he did, they amazed him. His balls, enormous and saggy, each one at least larger than Hann’s entire head, fought each other for what little space they could get between his legs - that space was definitely not small, but it was certainly not enough to contain the  things. And about his sheathe - it would probably take both of Hann’s forepaws to hug around the mass of thick, furry, sensitive skin. The reddish-pink tip of his cock had already begun poking out of it, and, like everything else, the best way to describe it is “enormous”. Even now, far from completely erect, he doubted it would ever fit in Hann’s ass.
  “Hey, big guy!” his boyfriend caught his attention. “It's been, what, a whole day since you've last came? Pent-up as you are and with those huge things, I bet you can flood this whole warehouse”
  Alex used one wing to push against the floor, rolling off his back to get back on all fours. His dick was rapidly snaking out of his sheathe, growing bigger and more erect while it did. Soon enough, it completely dominated the space below his chest, almost long enough to reach past his forelegs and nearly touching the floor. Several veins of varying thickness criss-crossed the entire smooth surface, and all of it was throbbing to the rhythm of his heartbeats. The heat it irradiated could likely be felt from several metres away, and it took less than a minute for that delicious, pungent smell - very sweet, but also somewhat salty and musky - to fill the entire room. Bubbles of precum formed around the urethra, and a few ropes of the clear liquid shot forwards only to fall a few centimetres ahead; enough to land right in Hann’s face.   At that moment, Alex could hardly describe how he felt. Articuno’s huge cock that he couldn't get enough of, attached to himself. It was nothing less than the most far-fetched of dreams come true! But then again, lots of far-fetched things were happening, and it was about time that a dream of his came true.
  Hann - one eye closed as the natural lubricant ran down his face - had his cheeks blushing a deep rose; all his five and a half inches had left his sheathe entirely, throbbing meekly in the air, and almost painfully erect, like it tried to get even harder than it already was. Despite the lust quickly taking a hold of his body, he still felt uneasy towards that tree trunk of meat and veins throbbing in front of him. He looked up at his boyfriend - which felt very weird, since he usually looked down at him - and tried to gather his thoughts, the only sound he managed to produce was “uuuuh…”   “Open your mouth.” Alex interrupted gently.
  “-What?! H-honey, you know I'd rather not rip my esophagus in half”
  With a slight movement of the hips, Alex’s cockhead was pressed against Hann’s cheek, slathering his whole face with even more spurts of pre. “Come on, sweetie, you know you’re dying to have it inside you~”
  Hann tried to protest, but the words leaving his brain simply refused to reach his tongue. Alex was right. That delicious thing, throbbing needy against his face, drenched in its own liquids and radiating that blazing heat… the only thing that could quell the desire consuming him was that enormous endowment.
  Still uneasy, he began gently licking its tip, working around the urethra and slurping the excess precum. Soon enough, Hann was sat down, eyes closed , holding the dick in place with both forepaws while he tenderly suckled on the cockhead - by itself, it already filled his mouth to the point there was barely any space left to move his tongue, though he still managed to caress and tend to the member with it. “Mmh~” Alex moaned, “that's the spirit”.   Tears formed around the corner of Hann’s eyes as Alex pressed on, his cock sliding smoothly on the well-lubricated, velvety surface, stretching apart the far too tight walls of the esophagus as he did. These few inches inside were enough to start thrusting: with gentle, rhythmic movements of the hips, his cock went all the way from the deepest parts of the throat all the way to the lips, then back to the throat right after, in and out, in and out, over and over. Just as soon as the overstretched interior closed behind the retreating cockhead, it would again be forced apart by the lumbering meat’s repeated incursion. Taking even the first few fractions of that behemoth of a dick was impossibly hard, yet he nonetheless managed to work it deeper inside with each thrust. And it was painful, but his brain was far too overwhelmed by the avalanche of pleasure - the pain and every other sensation were caught up and burnt away by the fervorous firestorm. There was no use in even entertaining them to begin with; his eyes were closed shut, pressured by his overstressed muzzle; small tears running down his cheeks, which burned a bright pink; his limbs felt distant and numb, as if they belonged to someone other than himself, and he didn't even notice when he dug his claws into the packed earth to hold himself in place against the strength of Alex’s thrusts. Soon, the demigod was holding onto his boyfriend with both muscular thighs to stop him from swaying from side to side every time he pushed his meat down his throat. “Aaah~ I-i’m not e-even… mmmf~ halfway in!” he wailed.
  The only response the Luxray could produce was an indignated “mmhm?!” and the resulting vibrations travelling up his endowment felt eerily good.
  Alex closed his eyes so he could be completely focused in the overwhelming ecstasy that relentlessly assailed his mind. He “wanted” to go gentle with Hann, not to be too rough with something that was new for both, but that reasonable part of him had long since been drowned out by his lust, roaring loud like a raging ocean, vanquishing everything that stood in its path. His boyfriend’s tight throat simply felt too good, and he couldn't get enough of it. “shclhk glk glp” the weird, but rhythmic sloppy noises filled the room as their lovemaking grew faster and more intense, the heat and passion consuming both bodies in its fervorous blazes, never before so raw and powerful. Hann’s claws left a trail on the ground as he was pushed further by the thrusts. Alex felt like his cock was now reaching the back of his boyfriend's stomach, but somehow, too lustful to question, he managed to keep pushing himself deeper and deeper. The incredibly loud *plap plap plap* of his balls striking Hann’s chin joined the lewd harmony. Soon enough his knot was pressed against his boyfriend's lips, and every thrust meant the entire colossal length of his dick was ramming into his insides. The endowment’s throbs turned more rapid and intense as the lovers’ anticipation grew; both knew that climax was fast approaching.
   With even more ferocity, Alex thrust himself into his boyfriend one last time. His lips diligently resisted against the knot’s overwhelming force for a few moments, but they soon faltered and the whole enormous thing slipped into his mouth. The crescendo came to its apoapsis, and both lovers came.
  Hann’s load ended up on the ground, right below where his erect cock had been all this time. Alex, on the other hand, was overpowered by the sheer ecstasy thundering in his brain; the strength suddenly left his limbs, and he collapsed on top of his lover, all the while his cock began dumping bucketload after bucketload inside him. A few strong jets travelled the rectum and left through the anus, though most of the deluge of seed travelled backwards into the stomach, spreading its tender warmth as it did. That's how the two boyfriends were for what felt like hours, their bodies intertwined and enraptured in their lovemaking, no feeling other than their pleasure and ecstasy, nothing else in the universe except for that everlasting moment and everything they felt during it.
  The fire hydrant of cum endlessly spewing its load inside Hann eventually filled his stomach to its brim, and then some, as his belly visibly stretched in its struggle to contain all those endless gallons of seed. When the white goo started leaking out of the poor Luxray’s snout, Alex figured he had already overstuffed his boyfriend enough, so - with some effort - he tugged his knot out of his mouth, followed by the rest of his enormous cock, allowing a torrent of seed to pour out of it and onto the floor. The demigod's cock shot a little more cum around the room before it too came to a rest beside both lovers. Thus, covered in semen, basking in eachother's warmth, the boyfriends fell asleep.
*	* *
When he woke up, still feeling a bit groggy from pounding his boyfriend's mouth hours earlier, Alex was confused as to why his fur was clumping together and sticking to Hann’s, until he remembered the sheer amount of cum sprayed everywhere across the small warehouse - in fact, it still had the sweet, pungent scent of sex from last night. With some effort not to wake the Luxray, he unstuck their fur and walked towards the entrance.   Upon seeing the sky, he thought it was still evening, until he saw the Sun rising in the east and understood it was now sunrise.. Most of the pack was still sleeping, and it would probably take at least another hour for Hann (always an early bird) to wake up. So he sat down in front of the warehouse entrance and stared at the beautiful purple and orange hues of morning light, thinking. He couldn't get Articuno out of his head. More specifically, getting raped. He liked it. Alex liked it.
  But, as he looked at his own legs and wings, he realised that it was that little Luxio, lost in a clearing two days ago, who liked it. He was no longer a little Luxio, subject to Articuno’s whims. In fact, he had come out on top, and overcome Articuno in each and every way. He would never again be vassal to any other Pokémon ever again; he would be the one subjecting others to his will, he would be the one on top - both figuratively and literally.   His mind then turned to the other mythical creatures supposedly out there: Moltres, Entei, Terapagos, Koraidon, Lunala… even Articuno themself, and suddenly an idea formed in his head. He would hunt these creatures of legends, and he would take their powers too. He would rise above everyone and everything else, and the rest of the Pokémon world would be subject to whatever he wanted.
  
*	* *
Hann woke up only a few dozen minutes later. Once the sleepiness wore off, Alex laid on the ground and looked at his boyfriend. “I've got a plan. Wanna know how it feels to fly?”