Pikachu huffed and puffed, taking a quick drink from his water bottle and wiping the sweat from his face with a cloth. He’d decided to go to the gym today, a little bit of workout to keep himself in good shape since he didn’t have his excessive amounts of sex for a whole month as his source of exercise. He’d been running treadmill on high for upwards of 10 minutes straight now, his species being natural born runners and speedsters. He was feeling good about himself right now—when he’d first proposed the idea of the gym to himself, he got pretty nervous about it. Everyone knows how that plays out in those fantasies and porn videos and Pokemon’s fan fictions. You go to the gym, some hot guy or girl shows up, you’re all oogly eyes on them, have wild sex in the locker rooms or something. It always happens!

And for just a moment, Pikachu had this sneaking suspicion that something like that would happen to him. But this is his life, his [I]real[/I] life. And that kinda thing doesn’t happen in real life… usually… okay maybe it did, Pokemon civilization wasn’t exactly the same as humans. Their kind were much more open about the nature of sex to the point that seeing both ferals [I]and[/I] anthros completely nude wasn’t a rare sight at all. Public sex was completely legal too, why conceal a natural act if revealing your body to the public is already legal as well?

But, all the possibilities of his life playing out like some nerdy, bucktoothed Bibarel writing his fantasies out on an anonymous internet board seemed unlikely as he’d gone half an hour in the gym now without his eyes or mind wandering off onto someone else and it gave him quite the confidence boost that he’d actually be able to survive this month long ordeal. Though, to say he wasn’t horny at all would be lying—he was always horny, it was a matter of how much self-control he could build to surpass his primal urge to fuck in order to do literally anything else.

After a short break, he’d turned the treadmill back on, resuming with a brisk jog this time to run out his last 30 minutes to complete a full hour session. His attention was on one of the wall mounted televisions, watching whatever they had put on with music from his earphones to keep him entertained. Yeah, he was really feeling good about himself now, minutes feeling like mere seconds as the time seemed to fly by. Before he knew it, he’d be done and out of there before anything could happen…

Is what he hoped for before one quick glance towards the entrance to take a look out the windows laid his eyes upon a lithe, athletically built feminine Purrloin male. [I]Oh no…[/I] Pikachu’s immediate thought at the sight of such a damn attractive femboy had the poor rodent’s face flare up with blush and his libido quickly took the opportunity to conquer his body. Now he couldn’t look away, watching the way those hips swayed, the gentle step of those delicate Purrloin peets, that sultry look their species always had with eyes that naturally looked half-lidded and inviting. The feline took a turn into the locker room and although he was now out of sight, he was most certainly not out of mind…

[I]“Nyaaa! Y-you ruffian.. th-this is not how a [/I][B][I]predator[/I][/B][I] should be—m-mmaah!” Purrloin mewled out pleasured cries and protests, trying fruitlessly to push Pikachu from between his legs but pleasure sapped all the strength out of the lithe male as his cock was engulfed in the warm maw of a very frisky rodent. He couldn’t believe this was happening, being sucked off by a mouse, used and played with like a toy. This… this was his thing to do! H-he should be sucking Pikachu’s cock!… Wait, no. He should be… fucking Pikachu? Or… e-eating?.. So Purrloin wasn’t sure how the whole predator and prey sex thing worked but something about this didn’t feel like he was in control despite getting head!

But it felt so fucking good, Pikachu’s warm maw encasing every inch of him, the swirl of that thick, soft tongue violating his body into a quivering mess, his once weakly pushing paws now gripping at the electric-type’s ears to try and tug him forward instead despite already being deep throated by Pikachu. Purrloin’s lengthy cock twitched in the constantly swallowing, clenching throat of his sudden partner, face flushed red as the occasional male slipped into the locker room to change clothes only to spot a trembling femboy cat getting worked over by a hung and horny mouse. What a shameful feline he was, letting his prey control him like this, all of those guys that saw the two of them raising their brow or snickering at the cat for being dominated by someone he should be conquering. And all he could do was blush, whine, and moan out in joyous bliss from the best head he’d ever received~

“O-ooohh! Th-there, lick there more!” Purrloin cried, having fully succumbed to the Pikachu’s oral dominance. His girth pulsed strong with the lick upon his underside, caressing over the sensitive bellend of his penis and swirling the head before going back down on him. Strong suction milked away at the girly feline, his tail swishing and thumping against lockers, eyes shut and panting heavily with release closing in on him. “I-I’m almoooost...t-theeeeerrrooowl~!” He gave the warning, his balls beginning to tighten up, a soft paw cupping those hefty jewels and fondling away at them, Pikachu’s low growls vibrating his tongue against Purrloin’s length. A heady cry and Purrloin went off like a hose, spraying his rich cream all over Pikachu’s tongue and maw. His cheeks puffed up as he let the mess pool up in his mouth before he’d gulp and drink down the load, feeling the purple cat’s girth throb and flex nonstop through the entirety of his release.

“Hhnnnaa-aa-aaahh~ Y-yee-ee-essss you’re s-so biii-ii-iig~” Purrloin’s plump backside bounced on Pikachu, snug ass spread by the male’s large dick. The resounding smack and plap of rough, gay sex echoed through the otherwise empty locker room with breathy moans and catty cries of bliss. Warmth encased the entirety of Pikachu’s body from Purrloin’s tightness repeatedly lifting and dropping onto his shaft, paws on his slender hips guiding the needy male up and down that spire of breeding flesh. Rigid and swollen, Pikachu’s cock ached with ecstasy in every bounce, every plap, all the noise of sex fueling his insatiable, burning lust. In this moment, nothing in the world could feel any better, the constant grip and squeeze of that horny kitty ass, the girly mewl and moan of the femboy above him, that bouncing cock spent yet still erect between his legs, constantly striking his prostate to keep the needy dark-type at the peak of pleasure and the verge of a second climax.

The wooden bench beneath them groaned from the strain of such rigorous sex, slam after slam of big butt onto big dick testing its sturdiness as the two fucked without a care in the world. Pikachu’s loaded balls churned almost audible with the gurgle of arousal and a need to be emptied, his huffs loud and desperate for release. He could feel it, the tightening, the pressure in his loins, his hips starting to buck against the bounces on his lap, the constant smacking, precum painting Purrloin’s depths making their sex wetter, sloppier, louder… fuck! He was so close, it was so good, too good, he needed this… he needed this Purrloin’s ass, breed him… thrusting deeper, fucking harder, feeling the ropes of cum paint his chest and belly as the femboy came, [/I][B][I]fuck!![/I][/B][I] He was being milked hard, the cat screaming, begging for that load, begging for a creampie! Pikachu grabbed him, fucked him, kissed him, he slammed it all home… his balls were aching, the sensation starting to rush up his cock, he couldn’t hold back… here it comes..!

[/I]“Wh-whooaaa uwaaaah!?” Pikachu yelped as he suddenly got thrown backward off the treadmill and stumbled over onto the floor in a pile of himself.

“Goodness, are you alright?!” A Nidorino came up to him that was running on one of the nearby treadmills next to him. Pikachu shook his head, using the Nido’s assistance to get himself back up.

“Yeah… yeah, thanks. I just… think I lost my footing there, whoops.” Pikachu dusted himself off, once again happy he’s in baggy pants to help hide the vicious erection he felt leaking pre down his leg. Well, he’d spent enough time in the gym, may as well walk that off and get going home or elsewhere.

“I guess my life [I]is[/I] someone’s dirty fan fiction after that one.”