[I]>Yoooooo! Happy HAllowern dude!
>*Halloween

>lmao happy spooky day

>Yo! You gonna do that not nut november thing this year?

>seriously? You ask every year, I ain’t doing it lol
>libido way too high to last even a day

>Yeah, your sex drive is off the charts even for a Pikachu LOL!
>But dude what if I challenge ya?
>Give you something reeeeal nice if you survive a month without answering that libido of yours
>It’ll be well worth it promsie!
>promise*

>...i’m listening

>Nice! Alright so you know that exclusive strip club sex bar in the Red Light District of town right? Salazzle Steams & Wet Dreams?

>i’m well aware been trying to get in there for years now. that’d be a dream cum true for me

>I bet. Places like those got some of the highest quality gals and guys alike in the sex and breeding business in the whole region! Your sex life would be set for life if you got, say… a membership card~

>…….go on

>Oh! But it’s not just a membership card. That just gets you in and lets you indulge in the strippers and some lap dance shit. What I got is a Platinum Card, the highest ranking membership that only a very exclusive few can acquire. THis bad boy gets you FREE lifetime access to the strippers, the bar, aND the sex~

>nah ain’t no fuckin way that’s real, all that all free?? for life you pullin my chain dude

*picture* [/I][B][I]The dark green paw of a smirking Floragato grasping a glimmering platinum card with “Steams & Dreams” engraved on the top, a 12-digit card ID below and to the left and “PLATINUM” engraved at the bottom right.[/I][/B][I]

>holy fuckholy shit arceus fuck oh mew it’s real itsf ucking rael

>Yah man, I wouldn’t lie to my bestie about something this serious! Especially with what I’m challenging you with. A whole [/I][B][I]month[/I][/B][I]. Not just no sex. You can masturbate all you want, stimulate yourself however you want. [/I][B][I]But you can’t cum. Not once. Not even a drop.[/I][/B][I]

>ffuuuuck dude you trying to kill me what the fuck is wrong with you??

>Gonna be real, dude. I just thought it’d be funny. But like. If it actually becomes too much for you, please don’t push yourself too hard man. If you can’t take it, just bust a nut okay? I don’t want you to hurt yourself or anything. I love you, man.

>love you too bro but also like how the hell did you get that if it’s so prestigous or however you s pell that word

>Real talk. Nepotism. I don’t wnt it but my mom co-owns the place with the Salazzle who she’s best friends with so she just gave me one. Which… is kinda weird that my mom’s trying to get me omega laid by a buncha busty thicc hipped big booty babes and milfs. I know most parents hope they get to see grandkids before they die and whatnot but like this is a bit much

>think she fantasizes about watching you get laid?

>OMA DUDE NO EEWWW WTF LMAO!! But… maybe???

>ngl bro your mom always was smokin hot as hell

>I’m well aware of your fantasies about my mom that you’ve openly told me multiple times. Also stop that

>she’s hot

>Arceus dammit LOL. Look. Turn on your home cameras an leave em running so you’ll have the proof to send me that you aren’t sneaking loads out. Make it the 30 days and this card is yours. I already tossed the idea by my mom and Ms. Salazzle and they both said it was ok.

>done deal i’m gonna finally bang your mom dude oma

>ADKKLDJSHLA STOP THAT!!! Now go to bed! It’s like almost midnight! You got a looooong month ahead of you, my guy

>yeah if you don’t hear from me in a month, send link

*Flower_kitty is offline*

*Pikaplapper is offline*
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Pikachu sighed and looked down at his crotch, cheeks glowing a faint red. He was a very sexually active male who’d been officially diagnosed with a hyper libido from the local Poke Center. He couldn’t control it, not that he didn’t enjoy his sex life and how good it felt, but he did wish he could have a little more self-control. Even having casual chat online with his best friend, the mere mention of masturbating and sex or even the Paldean feline’s smoking hot mom and he was twitching and musky, permeating the air of his bedroom with the stench of desire.

Not like it didn’t already reek of sex in there.

With a Breloom knocked out in his bed, traces and trails of cum plastered over her front, gaped with a slightly runny creampie between her legs, many signs of a long and wild fuck between the two, it was no surprise his bedroom stank of raw sex and hormones. He was as gifted as he was cursed, hung with a full 12 inches worth of breeding meat that could bulge the bellies of other Pokemon around his size and greatly satisfy Pokemon up to as large and bulky as the average sized Nidoqueen. It also helped that he wasn’t an ordinary Pikachu either. While much less common than the olden times of the Pokemon world, Alpha Pokemon still existed in rarer quantities than in places like old Hisui.

Being an Alpha Pikachu would probably explain his insanely high libido though.

Alpha Pokemon were much different from just being an alpha. An alpha was merely the leader of a pack, the top dog, the master and ruler, commander of their community. But an Alpha Pokemon was something like natural born royalty. Your looming aura radiated sheer power and control—your very presence was threatening to anyone who may challenge your rule. Regardless of if you run a pack or tribe or if you were just living your life normally, being an Alpha gave you privilege whether you wanted it or not.

While the average normal Pikachu was a little over one foot tall, this Pikachu stood at a towering three feet, even taller than the average Raichu. His much taller but still short stack size opened access to [I]many[/I] more Pokemon species he could reasonably bed with and he didn’t know whether to thank Arceus for this blessing or curse Arceus for this… curse.

“If I can make it 30 days without…” He took a glance over at his most recent lay. She was laid out on her front, her tail drooped over that plump and juicy ass he’d had several rounds on through the evening and late into the night. His virile seed was still glimmering on her body with the faint glow of tender sparks electric-types were well known for in reproduction. Her sex and tailhole alike gaped with the slow drool of his semen. She looked so peaceful despite being a prime example of Pikachu’s virility and ferocity in bed.

“...without doing [I]that…[/I]” His gaze returned to his erection, stiff as steel with veins trailing its length. It was as if he hadn’t fucked six loads into that Breloom already; he felt the urge to rut slowly taking him. A paw reached down to pump himself, huffing quietly as he’d boot up one of his several porn based bookmarks in his web browser. Straight to Pokehub, straight to his two favorite tags, small dom big sub, size difference.

“23:32… a little under half an hour to empty my balls as much as I can…”  He’d go right to work, keeping as silent as he can to not wake the prostitute in his bed, being courteous of her exhaustion and need for rest after being fucked in all sorts of positions for 4 hours straight by the wild Alpha. Husky huffs and muffled, pleasured grunts permeated the otherwise silent air save for the gentle snooze of the Breloom girl, the many sultry moans and lustful screams of hardcore size difference porn contained by headphones and heard only by the Pikachu as he vigorously pumped his towering flesh. His tail twitched, much the same as his right foot with toes curling, pleasure coursing through every fiber of his being, struggling to keep silent under the occasional rattle of his chair or a light thump against his desk in his reckless masturbation. Heated breaths slowly began to grow visible with his intense lust slightly fogging the surrounding air, sweat beading down his forehead with precum spilling in excessive globules all onto the floor below, yet another sea of mess to be cleaned later by his personal maid.

His breathing grew shaky as did the rut of a well endowed Buneary anthro on voluptuous, bottom heavy Leafeon anthro, spread legs raised for the wild rabbit to go full mating press on the mind broken sex performer who begged for more and squirted repeatedly with ecstatic cries, each time having her hung little partner pull out and rub on her pussy rapidly through her constant squirts and orgasms just to bury that bone back in with the resounding, slimy squelches of soaked sex. A bit of a louder groan escaped Pikachu as ribbons of seed poured from his cock, the male’s blursing of being a hyperactive Alpha just not being enough, but the added hyperspermia made his loads as explosive as his sex drive. Five ropes, seven ropes, thirteen, [B]twenty[/B] long, musky ropes of rich, [I]very virile[/I] Pikachu semen ruining the smooth wood floor and inner wall of his computer desk, his head laid back against his chair, huffing like he’d just run a mile long marathon at full speed with no breaks. By now, he was caked in sweat, the many sexual fluids of this endlessly horny rodent really stinking the room with his insatiable desire. He had to wonder how Breloom could sleep in this heat all produced by his lust, the air electric with his stench. He sighed and stopped thinking on it, lest he gets himself all worked up again. He was still horny but he had to stop—eyes on the clock showed it was 23:58, two minutes before midnight… two minutes before November the 1st.

“Two minutes before…” He squeezed the base of his shaft. Was he really going to take up that challenge from his friend? It’s not like it was a million dollar prize or anything—for Pikachu, it may as well have been. Something like lifetime free access to Salazzle Steams & Wet Dreams truly was a million dollar prize for a male like him. All the sex he could ever ask for with all the big, busty beauties and studs alike. A bisexual sex fiend’s wettest dream come true. And on top of it all, satiating his near obsessive fetish for size difference and small dom big sub porn. Bubble butt Lucario boys, busty Nidoqueen babes, Thick thighed Lopunny mommies, even gooey, dreamy Muk milfs, or older, more mature cougar Obstagoon and the less popular, more uncanny and underappreciated beauties; Lickilicky, Wormadam, Carracosta, high prestige industries like that had [I]everyone~[/I] They can see the beauty in all Pokemon where these imposter businesses only look to the bait. Where you can find Vileplume, Walrein, or Bouffalant, you’d almost never see men or women like that working at a regular strip club or nightclub. They only want the popular ones, Lucario, Eeveelutions, Gardevoir, you know them. Because they attract sex and business just by existing. Even the sexiest, most beautiful Walrein would have to work her ass off to lure in a crowd whereas a Sylveon need only mewl and lift her tail and the place is packed.

“One minute…” But it wasn’t just their openness to all Pokemon. These industries personally trained their workers to be the best they could with the most efficiency. Working smart to pleasure everyone rather than working hard just to start a crowd. They were the highest level of professional at what they do while also being trained not to treat sex like a profession, to be casual and open with their clients to help them feel more relaxed, to make it feel more like a natural encounter than a business transaction. Sex may sell but that doesn’t mean it can’t still be fun. And Pikachu wanted in on all of that, on all sorts of females. Sure, he was attracted to the popular ones like any other, but he had a huge soft spot for being a little more uncanny. His sex drive also wasn’t picky, taking what he can get and making someone’s day, even if just in the moment.

He booted up the home camera software on his computer, enabling all cameras to run indefinitely and automatically capture all footage. He picked a little lower of a quality that was still easy to see everything but wouldn’t put a dozen terabytes worth of video footage on his drive—maybe only… half a dozen.

“...Happy No Nut November, me… Sex is… off limits now."