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You never know what's going through their mind, why they bully others. And sometimes a bully will do the very thing they're bullying you for, no longer to prove a point, but just to fuck with you while lying to themselves that it's still about proving a point.\n\n\nStory written for plasmadragoon (started 2025 June 09) ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Bullies are hard to understand. You never know what's going through their mind, why they bully others. And sometimes a bully will do the very thing they're bullying you for, no longer to prove a point, but just to fuck with you while lying to themselves that it's still about proving a point.


Story written for plasmadragoon (started 2025 June 09) ", "writing": "[b][center]Summer BREAK Chapter 1[/center][/b]\n\nNoibat’s face was as red as a rose, a big, giddy smile on his face with one paw holding his phone and the other occupied beneath his bed sheets. He shuddered with pleasure, occupying himself with slow pumps of his length, attention fixated on his phone, reading through the text of a story he was deeply invested in. For the past few nights, he stayed up late into the night, reading a new piece of work one of his favorite writers recently uploaded in bulk, a ten chapter long story of a Dragonite and Flygon and their star-crossed love. They were members of different colleges, both living on campus and separated from by the colleges’ extremely competitive rivalries.\n\nWhile the story itself was a well written joy for Noibat, what he really loved was the relatable dynamic of Dragonite and Flygon’s love life. Not only were they separated by rival schools, the two of them were gay lovers in schools populated with some very homophobic Pokemon. They’d escape from college and social life infrequently to not raise suspicions, sneaking away from their friends and after class curriculums to go to town with each other, both literally and figuratively. Noibat just finished a scene of the two on a cute date at a downtown bakery where they were almost found out by one of Flygon’s friends, the two fleeing to a secret base Dragonite set up some time ago that he uses to get away from all the rushes and stresses of college living. From there, the two dragon lovers could settle in comfortably and enjoy being together. They were high on the adrenaline rush of almost getting caught together and that rush stirred something in Flygon that made him finally take the initiative to push his and Dragonite’s relationship to the next level.\n\nWhat started as a simple kiss turned into something intense, a long and passionate french kissing session with the two slowly pulling at each other’s clothes until they laid together in bed, naked and frotting with the intent of taking it all the way.\n\n“They’re so cute together..~” Noibat whispered to himself, swooning over the dragon couple. His cock twitched happily in his paw, stroking slowly, massaging up and down his length. He wished he could find someone like that, someone to love him like Dragonite and Flygon. If only he weren’t such a nerdy introvert, maybe he’d have better chances at landing a boyfriend. But who wouldn’t love him? He’s so cute and geeky with his oversized circular glasses, his buck teeth and braces. He’s very smart and successful academically, plus don’t gay men love the shy, submissive types? Noibat sighed and returned to his read, fantasizing himself with some studly, kind male in Dragonite and Flygon’s shoes.\n\n[I]I wish my roommate were like these two… instead…[/I] Noibat looked up from his phone and over at the bed at the other end of their dorm room. Laying in it sound asleep was a Buneary, taller than most of his species and a bit of a brat. He was a spoiled, entitled jerk in every way, at least to Noibat he was. He paraded himself around their dorm like he owned the entire space, treating Noibat like less of a roommate and more of a temporary inconvenience. He’s a big jerk and a bully towards Noibat, which is fine by him for the most part–he’s gone his entire school life being picked on for various reasons. Nerd, geek, smartypants, Bidoof face, he’s heard it all to the point that he’s unfazed by the insults. But if there’s one thing that he’s never been made fun of for, it’s his sexuality.\n\nNoibat was a closeted homosexual, he loved males through and through. While sexuality was an open topic that most Pokemon embraced proudly, Noibat grew up with religious and abusive parents who have expressed their homophobia many times before and have made it clear that they would never tolerate anyone outside of straight males and straight females. Growing up in a house like that made him naturally a recluse when it came to his own sexuality. As far as Noibat was aware, he was the only one who knew he was gay since he never shared that part of himself with anyone, the few friends he does have, that is. He never felt like his true self around others, not even with his closest friends, what few of them he even has. But the worst of them all had to be his roommate.\n\nNoibat got a little too comfortable and engrossed in his reading that he forgot to do his frequent peeks over to his roommate’s bed to make sure he was still asleep. When he saw the lack of a Buneary in the other bed, Noibat’s heart skipped a beat and he felt a sense of dread overcome him. He wasn’t sure why his immediate response was one of so much panic, it’s not like Buneary knew what he was looking at on his phone. If anything, it’d just be an awkward moment of being caught jerking off.\n\nExcept Buneary was a very nosy guy. When he got curious about something, he was going to find out what it was even if it meant forcing himself into someone else’s business. And when Noibat looked back from Buneary’s bed, his heart jumped into his throat at the lack of a phone in his paws. It all happened so fast, his heartbeat rising, a chilling sweat trickling down his cheek as slow as time felt in the moment. The darkness surrounding him deepened into a pitch black void that all centered in on the last thing he ever wanted to see: his roommate, his [B]bully[/B], holding his phone, staring at the gay love story he was reading–jerking off to. All Noibat could see was Buneary’s face, faintly lit up by the phone’s glow. His expression was smug, then turned neutral, then an amused smirk that became almost psychotic and malicious. He dropped the phone carelessly on the floor and the last thing Noibat saw before being consumed in darkness with his bully was that murderous smirk on his face, a look more befitting of a cruel Diggersby than a little Buneary.\n\nIn his moment of panic, both Noibat’s night vision and echolocation failed him. He was too distraught with fear to tap into either so when Buneary grabbed him by the shoulders and shoved him down on the bed, he nearly screamed in fear.\n\n“Don’t you dare…” Buneary’s voice dripped with venom. Noibat immediately silenced any attempt at shouting for help or running away, frozen in fear by Buneary’s deep tone. Noibat was much too weak to try and fight back, being one to indulge more in the academic side of growth while Buneary dabbled in a mix of academics and battle training. If there’s one thing Noibat knew about his roommate is that Buneary really wanted to evolve into a Lopunny but he would never be satisfied with himself enough to do so until he became stronger and stronger. He talked about it so often that it felt like evolving was Buneary’s entire personality after a while. At least that’s how it felt to Noibat. If he wasn’t being a dick to Noibat and bullying him, he was busy training and studying so he could finally become a Lopunny. He wanted to prove to the world that not all Lopunny are wide hipped, girly sluts. A prestigious stud like himself can be a muscular and chiseled Lopunny unlike his whorish peers in their slender waists and thick thighs and plump asses selling their bodies off to anyone who’d look at them just to make bank, that’s how Buneary felt. It was a bit amusing to Noibat at times, how often he’d go into his stupid little rambles about how he hates the Lopunny stereotype and how he refuses to fall into it.\n\nHe seems to hate Lopunny sex workers as much as he hates gay Pokemon. And now he knows Noibat is gay. Or at least enjoys gay porn which, for some meathead like Buneary, he’s sure to associate indulging in gay porn as that mon [I]being[/I] gay.\n\n“Heh. So you’re into that prissy fairy shit, are ya?” Buneary finally spoke up, his voice cutting through the air like a Kartana’s slash. Noibat remained silent, his quivering eyes locked on Buneary’s own fierce gaze. He snickered and shook his head. “Knew somethin’ was wrong withcha. Ain’t no [B]man[/B] gonna be some scrawny boy in cute shorts and a crop top lookin’ like one of them ‘femboy hooters’ faggots, even in the middle of a blazing summer.” Noibat gulped. He should have thought about his clothing choices more today. It was the hottest day of the year earlier, the sun beaming down as if it wanted to set the world ablaze. Everyone was dressed in as little as possible without being completely naked save for any Pokemon with enough fur or body covering that they could get away with doing so. Noibat decided today was a good day to wear red booty shorts and a white crop top in the heat, the hug and cling of his clothing from sweating making him look especially attractive and feminine. It wasn’t even his intention, he just put the clothes on subconsciously without a second thought. Nobody complained or said anything, though he did notice a few guys around campus gave him a few more second looks than usual but paid it no mind. Was it not normal to dress like this during a heat wave? Was he supposed to wear pants and long sleeves and melt himself in the heat or something? Or was it because of his lithe, curvy physique that made him look so ‘girly’, as Buneary put it?\n\nWhatever the problem was, Buneary found him out and Noibat was terrified of what he planned to do with his newfound knowledge of Noibat’s sexuality. The second-to-last mon he ever wanted to find out about him being gay–the first is his parents–was now pinning him down on his bed and both of them were getting sweaty. Their AC unit was doing its best to cool off the room but, even in the middle of the night, the smoldering heat wave of 39 celsius–102.2 fahrenheit–proved an impossible challenge for the air conditioning to chill the room properly. It was tolerable enough, not being uncomfortably hot, but it was warm enough that the two males being pressed together like this slowly made things steamy in a way Noibat would have [B]loved[/B] if it weren’t Buneary on top of him.\n\n“Got nothin’ to say?” Noibat remained silent, not because he had nothing to say but because he didn’t know what to say. Rather, there was nothing he [I]could[/I] say that wouldn’t make the situation worse. There was no winning here, he was caught red-handed, reading a gay romance fan fiction and masturbating to a rather romantic and spicy sex scene. How was he supposed to explain that off? He’s getting off to gay porn and even in the midst of being pinned and interrogated by his bully, the one Pokemon he disliked most of all at college, his cock stayed erect. Noibat couldn’t help himself, he may have been terrified for his life and having his sexuality exposed to a homophobic bully, but Buneary was still a decently buff and admittedly attractive male pinning the girly bat down in bed in a very vulnerable position. He hated it, he was mortified… but his body was really turned on by the situation. It was like one of those other gay fan fictions he read before, the bully who catches his geeky victim in a vulnerable position then ends up having steamy, passionate sex with him. Granted, it was a rape story, but that Obstagoon bully really made [B]love[/B] to the geeky Smeragle.\n\nUnfortunately for Noibat, this wasn’t one of those saucy gay fan fictions of his. This was real life. A real bully with no care, no remorse for him. Buneary wasn’t going to start having sweet sex with Noibat, this wasn’t the bittersweet turnaround for the bad guy changing his ways. Buneary snickered when he felt a thwap against his stomach, looking down to see Noibat’s erection twitching and leaking with precum. “Of course you’d be turned on by this. Bet being pinned under [B]men[/B] like me gets your rocks off, don’t it?” Of course, Buneary immediately went for tormenting Noibat’s homosexuality. Noibat almost wanted to say yes because, well it does. If it were someone else on top of him like this–his smoking hot Exploration Archeology professor, Fraxure especially–Noibat would be singing a different story, pleading and blushing and begging to be taken. But this was the worst case scenario for him… and he was still aroused. What the fuck?\n\nBuneary shook his head with a chortle then grabbed Noibat’s cock roughly. The bat tensed up with a cute yelp from the pleasurable but uncomfortable squeeze at his sensitive rod. “Are all you sissy boys like this? You get turned on when a [B]man[/B] gets on top of you? You fags love pretending to be [I]girls[/I], huh? Wearing dresses and skirts, putting on skimpy clothes to look like free sluts for the taking.” Buneary scoffed at the bat dragon beneath him, idly squeezing along his rigid cock. “Pssh, calling someone like you a girl is an insult to actual women. But hey… If you wanna dress like one, you should be treated like one too~” Buneary smirked, letting go of Noibat’s cock and grabbing him by the legs. The girly bat gulped and whimpered, his body refusing to respond. He felt like a Deerling in headlights, every muscle in his body locked up and staring at his inevitable fate as he was lifted up into a mating press by his bully. Wait… mating press? What was Buneary about to do? What did he mean by treating Noibat like a woman? He wasn’t going to…\n\n“A-ah!?” Noibat yelped sharply then quickly covered his mouth, eyes bugging out of their sockets in shock. He felt it, a poke, a prod. It was thick and moist right against his rim. He knew that feeling, it was familiar but different… different in a way he liked. But he hated who it came from. Like the press of one of his dildos to his entrance, the teasing brush and prod of its tip, Buneary’s cock swelled quickly with excitement to use Noibat’s body for selfish gain–suspicious how fast he roused up with lust for someone meant to be homophobic but what can you do? And Noibat thought he was a closet case.\n\n“Ain’t this what sluts like you enjoy~?” Buneary sounded excited. Like he wanted to [I]fuck [/I]Noibat instead of [I]punish[/I] him. His tone sounded eager but his words and actions weren’t. He was being cruel, a violent smack on Noibat’s ass with some claws to leave his mark, swiping the bat’s wonderfully plush ass with three claw marks through his fur. While Buneary didn’t swipe deep enough to draw blood, the scratch still stung on top of the spank, causing Noibat to squirm and shake with a pained cry. And his pain only made Buneary do it again, then again, and again. Smack after smack, claws swiping and tendering the skin beneath his fur. And he kept striking the same cheek, the same spot, deepening the red on his butt and accentuating the slash marks. Noibat hissed and cried in pain, squirming beneath him and now struggling to get away but he was pinned good under the stronger male. Plus, being pressed against the wall gave him little wiggle room. He was at Buneary’s mercy and the cruel rabbit showed none.\n\n“What’s the matter, bitch boy? Can’t handle a bit of spanking?” Buneary guffawed at Noibat’s expense. The femboy bat couldn’t respond through the pain, only able to yelp and shriek from how tenderized his ass became with all the spanking. Is this what BDSM is like? That’s what Noibat wondered at the moment. But BDSM partners don’t make their lovers hurt like this, do they? Unless that’s what they’re into. From a few fan fictions he read with BDSM scenes, some of the subs are a bit masochistic and enjoy the pain, going even as far as reaching orgasms through the raw sting of being repeatedly whipped or paddled. But the process was usually paced, the sub’s dominant partner tended to talk to them through it, whether it was dirty talking or occasional check ups on them. Things like asking how they’re feeling, if they’re enjoying it, calling them cute pet names or lewd, humiliating insults. They shared a safe word before they started and the dom takes care of the sub after they finish up. That sounded fun even if it meant enduring pain.\n\nBuneary was nothing like that. He struck and blew time and again. His pacing was sporadic, swiping his claws whenever he felt like it. When he wasn’t spanking Noibat, he fondled his plump ass, rough and careless in his actions. The poor bat’s cheek finally found reprieve at the expense of his other plump mound taking the next round of brutal assault. Buneary’s claws struck all the same with the intent of leaving both of Noibat’s fat cheeks red, sore, and very tender. From how stiff Buneary’s cock remained the entire time, he knew his bully’s plan was to make this as painful as possible for him, starting with making his butt so sore that just touching those cheeks would hurt. So how badly would it feel to have his ass [B]raped[/B]?\n\nWhy did his cock throb so hard? Why was Noibat even still erect? This wasn’t fun or pleasurable at all for him but his body just wouldn’t give up its arousal! Why?! It didn’t make sense to him, it frustrated him. He’s being assaulted by his bully, he [B]hates[/B] this guy! So why is he still so horny and turned on by him? Noibat was in turmoil with himself, his own frustrations making the experience that much worse for him, unbeknownst to Buneary–he’d be giddy like a schoolgirl if he knew, though. Anything to cause harm to Noibat seemed to get this guy’s rocks off.\n\nBy the time Buneary was done tormenting Noibat’s ass, both cheeks were as red as roses, sore and burning hot from all the slashing and spanking. The claw marks on both ass cheeks shone a noticeably deeper hue of red than the spank marks, an expertly crafted torture from Buneary that tenderized the skin incredibly but never once punctured or damaged enough to draw blood. Noibat sniveled and trembled, in too much pain to even realize how peculiar it was that Buneary had that kind of experience with spanking. Granted, he could just have a female partner into BDSM or extreme spanking or something like that so maybe it wasn’t so suspicious. Either way, the thought barely crossed his mind when all he felt at the moment was a constant, ringing sting of fiery pain in both of his ass cheeks and an unwelcome rigidity in his cock. Arceus, he felt like he was going to cum.\n\nWhy was he about to cum!?\n\nNoibat was learning a lot about himself right now. Was he into spanking? Maybe he had a thing for BDSM he didn’t realize until now? That didn’t make sense though, this wasn’t a kink, this was abuse! He was being abused, he’s being assaulted, he’s [B]going[/B] to be [B]raped![/B] And his cock [I]throbbed[/I] at the thought!? What the fuck is happening to him? None of this felt good to him but his body insisted on remaining ready as if wanting for more. Buneary noticed too, the slickness of Noibat’s cock from leaking with precum, the way it flexed and throbbed, the bulging veins trailing his girth. Buneary’s sadistic smile terrified the girly bat. His eyes seemed to shimmer with hatred. His body acted with hypocrisy. Buneary’s cock pressed against Noibat’s own, thicker, longer, warmer. A homophobe frotting a homosexual. Buneary throbbed.\n\n“You’re such a fuckin’ freak.” His voice dripped with venomous hatred and a hint of unresolved desire. Buneary wanted him. No, that’s not right. He wanted to hurt Noibat, right? Why would he ever want another male? He’s a fucking homophobe, he [B]hates[/B] gay Pokemon! Yet his cock touched Noibat’s and it felt so warm, even stiffer than his own. It leaked pre like his, it flexed like his, it ached for release like his. What a fucking hypocrite. He wants Noibat. But he refused to admit it. If it’s abuse, it’s not gay, right? If it’s ‘punishment’, it’s not gay. He’s teaching fags a lesson! He doesn’t like this, he doesn’t want this. It’s just what needs to be done to teach these… these… [I]diseased[/I] males a lesson!\n\nBuneary snickered. He loved looking at the fear and hurt in Noibat’s face. It turned him on–no, that’s not the right term. Turned him on? [I]Eww![/I] It made him feel satisfaction, that’s what he meant. Knowing that he was putting another gay mon in his place. They wanna act like women, he’ll treat them like women. In Buneary’s demented mind, the femboy beneath him was no boy. Only fem, [I]female.[/I] That isn’t a cock rubbing against his, just an engorged clit. He has the body of a woman, he may as well [B]be[/B] a woman! And to him, women are meant to serve their dominants, their [I]superiors[/I]. He is the superior. Noibat, he… [I]she[/I] is his prize. His girl. He’ll show her…\n\n“You’re a really pretty [I]girl[/I], Noibat..~” Buneary’s voice sounded deranged. He licked his lips, growled huskily, leaned down towards the frightened bat. “Why won’t you accept my love~? I show it all the time, y’know~” What the hell is he going on about? Noibat isn’t a woman! And what love? Does Buneary have feelings for him? Is he crazy!? Actually, he didn’t need an answer to that–Buneary’s gone off the deep end, this bastard’s bat shit insane!\n\n“B-Buneary, you’re scaring me…” Like that was going to change anything. Buneary shook his head, gazing into Noibat’s eyes and growling lowly. He thrust against him and Noibat gasped sharply, a hot moan escaping him. He didn’t expect that, the sudden stimulation, the pleasure of their frottage. It took his mind off of the lingering burn in his ass cheeks, even if only a little.\n\n“Scaring you?” Buneary repeated, now face to face with Noibat. Their noses touched. Noibat didn’t like that. “Quit acting like that, baby girl~”\n\n“I-I’m not a girl, Buneary! I’m a male–a [I]man![/I] Just like you!” Buneary’s face contorted with disgust for a brief moment before smiling sickly sweet again. Without a second thought, he drove his knee into Noibat’s crotch. It was only a little force, not enough to cause any damage but surely enough to shut the bat up, making him double over beneath Buneary with a pained cry.\n\n“Shhh shhh, stop talking like that… You gotta be a girl, cus I don’t do that faggot shit… a [I]man[/I] would never look so soft, slender, and… [B]womanly[/B] like you. You’re just in denial~” The deflecting was insane. Then again, so was Buneary so what else is new? Noibat wasn’t sure what to think at this point. He knew what was coming, there was no changing that, but he wondered what the hell pushed Buneary to believe that denying his roommate’s identity as a gay male just to not be considered gay made more sense than just raping him? Or having gay sex, rather… Both?\n\n“I’m not–” Before Noibat could finish, Buneary covered his mouth with a growl. Noibat’s eyes shot open in shock, not because he was silenced by his bully but from [I]how[/I] he was silenced. The contact was firm and sloppy but with an odd sense of intimacy? His gaze was fierce, eyes full of anger staring the girly bat down before they closed, Buneary’s face still scrunched with hatred despite the firm lock of their lips. Noibat’s heart pounded in his chest, he really didn’t know what to make of this situation outside of the obvious assault he was enduring. Did Buneary have feelings for him? Was he having some sort of psychotic break because he’s attracted to another male despite being homophobic? Was he just playing games to terrify Noibat? Was he trying to justify his abuse and rape? Why the hell was he being kissed by Buneary? Why did this all have to happen to him?\n\nWhy did his lips feel so good? Noibat couldn’t help himself, he ended up moaning. Hard. His body shook, his cock twitched–he was already so sensitive from masturbating earlier and all the torment from Buneary kept him on the peak of some deranged pleasure that he refused to accept. Buneary’s kiss sealed the deal and Noibat’s hips bucked in desperation with fresh rounds of cum spraying from the quivering femboy bat. His eyes rolled up, all pain washed away for just a moment as an overwhelming sense of euphoric relief consumed him from head to toe. Buneary’s tongue forced itself past Noibat’s lips and he shook in surprise from their kiss deepening. He wasn’t sure why he did it–perhaps it was him riding the high of his orgasm–but he welcomed his bully, his tongue pressed back against Buneary’s and they wrestled with desire. It was just a moment of primal urges between the two of them, Buneary thrusting against Noibat, Noibat humping against Buneary. Their cocks brushed and frotted with Buneary’s precum mixing into the runny mess of Noibat’s semen that coated their dicks and the shivering bat’s belly and chest. He whined blissfully. It felt so good. Just for a moment… just that moment… they felt like lovers. Sick, twisted, fucked up lovers.\n\nThe sensation fell to pieces as quickly as Noibat’s climax subsided, as expected. But the kiss didn’t stop. Buneary kept exploring the femboy’s mouth, rolling his tongue over Noibat’s own, trying to wrestle him into submission but Noibat fought back. He wasn’t sure why he did, all that did was make their kiss sloppier, coiling and twirling tongues with each other as if both of them craved this. He tried to blame it on his body’s desire betraying his mind’s desperation, he told himself his body was trying to submit while his instincts told him to resist. Maybe that was true. Or maybe Noibat’s desire to be dominated by another male started winning over.\n\nHe couldn’t believe it. This wasn’t what he wanted at all. Noibat wanted a strapping, studly male to whisk him away into a whole new world of love and ecstasy. He wanted to be taken by a passionate male who wouldn’t stop making love to him until the sun peeked over the horizon. He wanted a partner who was tender and gentle with him, someone to take it slow with and work their way up to something more intense. So why did it feel so good to be Buneary’s bitch? Why was he enjoying this abuse? Why did he want Buneary inside him?\n\nNoibat was never going to admit it. Not to himself and damn sure not to Buneary. The damn rabbit refused to even acknowledge him as a male anymore! So why was he still frotting with him then? There was no way to get an angle on him anymore, Buneary was long gone. He just had to wait until the sex finally began–the rape, it’s rape. It’s rape, he’s being raped. He shouldn’t call it sex, this isn’t sex. He didn’t consent to this, he doesn’t want this–Arceus, it feels so damn good, though. Fuck… was he really that desperate to have sex with someone? Was he really trying to make excuses [I]for[/I] Buneary just to finally lose his virginity?\n\nAt this point… yes. He was.\n\nThe frottage stopped. Buneary was panting. He looked down at the ropes of cum covering Noibat’s front, sticky, clingy, white. Women don’t cum like that, do they? The question played on repeat in the rabbit’s head. That’s male cum. That’s semen. Sperm. That doesn’t come [I]from[/I] women. That goes [I]in[/I] women. But Buneary didn’t remember cumming yet. No overwhelming pleasure, no wild tingles, no hard throbs, none of that. Was that Noibat’s cum? It couldn’t be! Noibat’s a [I]girl[/I], isn’t he–[I]she?[/I] It had to be Buneary’s cum… yeah… yeah, he came! He just… he didn’t feel it happen, that’s all! It just crept up on him!\n\n“I’m not gay…” Buneary’s voice was nearly a whisper. If he weren’t pressed nose to nose with Noibat, the girly bat wouldn’t have heard him. “I… I didn’t think I’d cum from just grinding on your clit..~” He growled, frustrated. That was supposed to fill Noibat’s pussy. He’s supposed to get [I]her[/I] pregnant. But… he doesn’t feel satisfied. He feels like he can keep going, like he can still cum more. He won’t waste this one. “I’ll show you… I’ll show you, baby girl~ You’re a good [I]girl,[/I] I’ll make sure you remember that~” Pulling away from his roommate, Buneary grabbed Noibat’s thighs and dig into them, kneading at his soft, squishy thighs and watching the cute boy squirm with loud moans and gasps. His inner thighs were very sensitive after cumming and Buneary’s rubbing, squishing, and kneading drove him crazy.\n\n“H-haah!! B-Bunearyyyy!” Noibat’s voice, it’s so cute and feminine. Buneary snickered, laughed at him. Men don’t sound like that… men don’t sound so cute…\n\n“You’re so cute, Noibat…” Buneary licked his lips, gaze locked on his own erection. He flipped Noibat around onto his belly, growling lowly and eyeballing that fat, soft ass of his. It looked so hungry for cock, just begging to be filled and creampied. He looked at the redness, the abuse he left on Noibat’s body. He was gonna make this bitch scream. “Ass up… [B]now.[/B]”\n\nOut of fear, Noibat obeyed. He shouldn’t have. He should’ve tried to crawl away or something but he was still right up against the wall. If he tried doing anything, Buneary would probably just slam him face first against the wall and punish him even harder. At this point, escape was a long gone option. His only choice–at least that’s what he thought–was to endure this psychotic break until Buneary finished off in his ass and fell asleep or something. Just obey, submit, and try to feel good… Wait, his virginity–\n\n“Umm…” Noibat started, afraid to even speak unless spoken to by the vicious bunny. Bunaery’s ear twitched, he looked down at Noibat with a deranged look of fucked up passion. If this is a nightmare, he sure was ready to wake up any time now. “I-I’m umm… please be gentle, Buneary… I-I’m a virgin…” Noibat’s voice trailed off to a near inaudible squeak. Maybe if he played up this whole ‘you’re a girl’ role Buneary pushed on him, the rabbit might start showing a little sympathy. That’ll make this torture a little easier to endure, especially with him being reminded of the dull sting of his ass cheeks he forgot all about after a rub over his right mound into a firm squeeze at the sensitive flesh.\n\n“I know, Noibat~” Buneary cooed, his voice almost sounding genuinely caring for once. And then he smacked the [B][I]fuck[/I][/B] out of Noibat’s ass and got a pained screech out of the poor femboy. Welp, there goes that hope. “But I don’t do gentle~” Buneary’s prodded Noibat, a husky snarl in the back of his throat. His ass looked irresistible, desirable. Buneary bit his lip and pushed, precum and sweat serving as a fine lube for his deep plunge. Noibat’s moan was loud, he thanked Arceus for all the times he used a dildo for masturbating. His tunnel was soft and warm, silky around Buneary’s cock. He prepped for a moment like this but never imagined it would be shared with Buneary–this wasn’t a shared moment, it was [I]robbed[/I] from him. And it felt so good. Even the ripe sting of his sensitive ass being pressed onto by the bunny’s thrust felt sadistically delicious to Noibat. The pleasure and pain mixed beautifully into a blend of masochistic ecstasy that made the horny bat cry with bliss to his assailant.\n\n“Fffuuck…” Buneary hissed, the tight grasp of Noibat’s taut ass wrapped snugly around his girth. Noibat was a very tight fit, not a surprise with him being a virgin and all, but the pleasure was incredible. This was far from Buneary’s first anal rodeo but no other woman’s ass hugged him like Noibat’s. It was a mind blowing sensation for the both of them, a brand new experience of gay sex. “Your pussy’s so damn tight, Noibat…” Noibat didn’t bother correcting the rabbit. In fact, this time it was a turn on to the femboy to have his ass called a pussy. He’s read many gay fan fiction of partners having rough sessions full of raunchy dirty talk. Things like ‘faggot’, ‘cock sleeve’, and ‘boypussy’ were words that got thrown around frequently in the heat of the moment. He developed a fast love for raunchy sex and dirty talk from reading those fan fictions–some of his hardest orgasms came from those stories. Maybe the accumulation of his personal favorites in writing is why him being raped was as arousing to him as it was?\n\n…Did he just try to justify being raped? Never mind Buneary, there’s no saving himself anymore, is there? Whatever… At this point, Buneary doing [I]this[/I] to him was better than any of his other bullying. Somehow, being [B]raped[/B] was way more enjoyable than all the other physical and mental altercations he was put through by this bastard rabbit. Every plap against his sore ass was like an electric bolt of pleasure that struck his sensitive nerves and dug into him like needles full of dopamine. It hurt like a bitch but it felt so fucking good, he couldn’t get enough of the pain.\n\nNoibat drooled on the bed, his eyes rolling up and cock aching with life. He shook and bounced into Buneary’s humps, taking him almost gleefully at this point. Every hilt spread him so wide and hit deeper than any of his toys, scratching an itch in his slick canal that made his entire body feel like lightning. He was ecstatic, moaning his brains out, almost forgetting that he was supposed to be getting raped, Noibat didn’t care anymore, he wanted more, he needed more. Buneary was happy to provide.\n\n“You take my cock so well, baby girl~” Buneary growled huskily, his breathing raspy and breath visible in the murky heat of their bedroom. Their sex made the already hot room feel boiling like they were fucking in a sauna. Sweat drenched their bodies and ruined Noibat’s bed sheets, the ripe stank of gay sex etching itself not just into the bed sheets but [I]through[/I] the fabric and into the cushioning of his bed. Their debaucherous stink would be hard to get out, but seeing how fucked stupid Noibat looked, washing his bed didn’t seem like any concern of his.\n\n“Your pussy’s so fucking loud… shhiiiit~” Sure enough, all the sweat, precum, and anal juices from Noibat’s ass made his butt as squelchy as a vagina. Riding dildos as often as he did made his butt nice and tender, a slick and snug tunnel adapted to being used for sex. He cooed sloppily between whorish moans, unable to speak through the pleasure. All Noibat could do was get rocked back and forth, bounce his ass back against Buneary, and get fucked silly doggystyle while he shot messy rounds of cum across the bed sheets in a hands free eruption. Fuck, maybe this [I]was[/I] some sort of fucked up fan fiction of his, things worked out better than he ever imagined. At least that’s what Noibat told himself, a delusional, homophobic rabbit raping a gay bat while both of them have their own psychotic breaks amidst some of the best sex either of them has ever had–for Noibat, it was the [I]only[/I] sex he’s ever had.\n\nBuneary leaned over Noibat, growling into his ear and giving it a firm bite. “I’m gonna cum…” He slammed balls deep into Noibat’s plump butt, groaning hard. His walls massaged the bunny, they milked and convulsed. The mere thought of being filled with cum made his body so excited, his eagerness unable to be contained in the form of a loud moan of approval.\n\n“YES!”\n\n“I’m gonna fill you with every drop..~” Buneary ground into the bat’s plump butt, stirring deep into his ass. Noibat shook hard. He felt like cumming again.\n\n“Y-YES~!”\n\n“I’m gonna make you my bitch..~” Buneary bit down on Noibat’s shoulder, grinding harder, pushing firmly against his squishy ass. Noibat’s cock throbbed wildly. His tip began to drip with semen.\n\n“YESS!”\n\n“I’m gonna get you [B]pregnant..~[/B]” Buneary bit down harder, gave a few hard slams, then bottomed out again and groaned hard. Noibat’s walls tensed then clamped and hugged powerfully. Wild convulsions wrung Buneary out. It was a messy finish, strong shots adding to the puddle of cum on the bed beneath him. He felt his stomach getting hot, Buneary was cumming hard, cumming a lot. His insides felt stirred up by the sex, slimy, gloopy cum pooling in his depths with more and more spraying inside his fat ass. Noibat’s eyes rolled up, his body shook violently. His personal hell became heaven.\n\nNoibat’s cry was uncontained. He shouted his pleasure to the ceiling and let it all go. He came so hard, everything felt like it went numb. All the feeling in his body dissipated into nothingness. And then the entire dorm room lit up.\n\nBuneary watched in awe, covering his eyes from the blinding white light that consumed Noibat’s body. He shone brilliantly like an overclocked light bulb. It was as if it were the middle of the day rather than 2 in the morning. Buneary slipped out of Noibat’s taut ass when his body began to shift and change, growing in height and transforming–[I]evolving–[/I]into something new, something big. Something beautiful.\n\nIt lasted only moments but felt like minutes before their bodies disappeared into darkness again. For just a brief moment, as the glow faded, Buneary saw Noibat’s new body, his new form. Taller, elegant, beautiful. His waist slim into wide hips that could lay clutches with ease. Thighs with plushness and softness that betrayed the potent muscle hidden beneath thigh fat. Slim legs with powerful calves that looked as if they’d launch the bat at least 50 feet high with a single jump. As if he were already girly enough, he was the spitting image of a shapely woman to Buneary… except the one part of him that had his blood running ice cold.\n\nNoibat… [I]Noivern[/I]… was [B]hung.[/B] His cock towered with thickness, draconic in colors with a radioactive green hue at the base into a poison-purple tint towards his tapered tip. Five thick, barb-like ridges trailed down the underside of his dick, pointed but soft, made for hooking into the walls of his partner to maximize their pleasure. A meaty vein traveled the left side of his enraged girth, demanding attention. He came twice now, untouched by the bunny, but his body yearned for the soft clamp of moist flesh. The once cute little bat femboy went and evolved, and with his stronger attunement with his draconic side came the frenzied sex drive of a dragon. Submissive or not, he wanted–[B]needed[/B] to fuck. The adorable bat that Buneary used to bully day after day and his shy, weak gaze looked powerful and angry. Piercing eyes stared back at the rabbit from his doggystyle position before turning around and lifting off of his hands to face him. Even on his knees, Noivern towered over the rabbit who stood tall on the bed. He looked Buneary up and down for a moment, lips curling upward into a smirk. Noivern’s cock throbbed in anticipation.\n\n“...It’s my turn.”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Summer BREAK Chapter 1


Noibat’s face was as red as a rose, a big, giddy smile on his face with one paw holding his phone and the other occupied beneath his bed sheets. He shuddered with pleasure, occupying himself with slow pumps of his length, attention fixated on his phone, reading through the text of a story he was deeply invested in. For the past few nights, he stayed up late into the night, reading a new piece of work one of his favorite writers recently uploaded in bulk, a ten chapter long story of a Dragonite and Flygon and their star-crossed love. They were members of different colleges, both living on campus and separated from by the colleges’ extremely competitive rivalries.

While the story itself was a well written joy for Noibat, what he really loved was the relatable dynamic of Dragonite and Flygon’s love life. Not only were they separated by rival schools, the two of them were gay lovers in schools populated with some very homophobic Pokemon. They’d escape from college and social life infrequently to not raise suspicions, sneaking away from their friends and after class curriculums to go to town with each other, both literally and figuratively. Noibat just finished a scene of the two on a cute date at a downtown bakery where they were almost found out by one of Flygon’s friends, the two fleeing to a secret base Dragonite set up some time ago that he uses to get away from all the rushes and stresses of college living. From there, the two dragon lovers could settle in comfortably and enjoy being together. They were high on the adrenaline rush of almost getting caught together and that rush stirred something in Flygon that made him finally take the initiative to push his and Dragonite’s relationship to the next level.

What started as a simple kiss turned into something intense, a long and passionate french kissing session with the two slowly pulling at each other’s clothes until they laid together in bed, naked and frotting with the intent of taking it all the way.

“They’re so cute together..~” Noibat whispered to himself, swooning over the dragon couple. His cock twitched happily in his paw, stroking slowly, massaging up and down his length. He wished he could find someone like that, someone to love him like Dragonite and Flygon. If only he weren’t such a nerdy introvert, maybe he’d have better chances at landing a boyfriend. But who wouldn’t love him? He’s so cute and geeky with his oversized circular glasses, his buck teeth and braces. He’s very smart and successful academically, plus don’t gay men love the shy, submissive types? Noibat sighed and returned to his read, fantasizing himself with some studly, kind male in Dragonite and Flygon’s shoes.

I wish my roommate were like these two… instead… Noibat looked up from his phone and over at the bed at the other end of their dorm room. Laying in it sound asleep was a Buneary, taller than most of his species and a bit of a brat. He was a spoiled, entitled jerk in every way, at least to Noibat he was. He paraded himself around their dorm like he owned the entire space, treating Noibat like less of a roommate and more of a temporary inconvenience. He’s a big jerk and a bully towards Noibat, which is fine by him for the most part–he’s gone his entire school life being picked on for various reasons. Nerd, geek, smartypants, Bidoof face, he’s heard it all to the point that he’s unfazed by the insults. But if there’s one thing that he’s never been made fun of for, it’s his sexuality.

Noibat was a closeted homosexual, he loved males through and through. While sexuality was an open topic that most Pokemon embraced proudly, Noibat grew up with religious and abusive parents who have expressed their homophobia many times before and have made it clear that they would never tolerate anyone outside of straight males and straight females. Growing up in a house like that made him naturally a recluse when it came to his own sexuality. As far as Noibat was aware, he was the only one who knew he was gay since he never shared that part of himself with anyone, the few friends he does have, that is. He never felt like his true self around others, not even with his closest friends, what few of them he even has. But the worst of them all had to be his roommate.

Noibat got a little too comfortable and engrossed in his reading that he forgot to do his frequent peeks over to his roommate’s bed to make sure he was still asleep. When he saw the lack of a Buneary in the other bed, Noibat’s heart skipped a beat and he felt a sense of dread overcome him. He wasn’t sure why his immediate response was one of so much panic, it’s not like Buneary knew what he was looking at on his phone. If anything, it’d just be an awkward moment of being caught jerking off.

Except Buneary was a very nosy guy. When he got curious about something, he was going to find out what it was even if it meant forcing himself into someone else’s business. And when Noibat looked back from Buneary’s bed, his heart jumped into his throat at the lack of a phone in his paws. It all happened so fast, his heartbeat rising, a chilling sweat trickling down his cheek as slow as time felt in the moment. The darkness surrounding him deepened into a pitch black void that all centered in on the last thing he ever wanted to see: his roommate, his bully, holding his phone, staring at the gay love story he was reading–jerking off to. All Noibat could see was Buneary’s face, faintly lit up by the phone’s glow. His expression was smug, then turned neutral, then an amused smirk that became almost psychotic and malicious. He dropped the phone carelessly on the floor and the last thing Noibat saw before being consumed in darkness with his bully was that murderous smirk on his face, a look more befitting of a cruel Diggersby than a little Buneary.

In his moment of panic, both Noibat’s night vision and echolocation failed him. He was too distraught with fear to tap into either so when Buneary grabbed him by the shoulders and shoved him down on the bed, he nearly screamed in fear.

“Don’t you dare…” Buneary’s voice dripped with venom. Noibat immediately silenced any attempt at shouting for help or running away, frozen in fear by Buneary’s deep tone. Noibat was much too weak to try and fight back, being one to indulge more in the academic side of growth while Buneary dabbled in a mix of academics and battle training. If there’s one thing Noibat knew about his roommate is that Buneary really wanted to evolve into a Lopunny but he would never be satisfied with himself enough to do so until he became stronger and stronger. He talked about it so often that it felt like evolving was Buneary’s entire personality after a while. At least that’s how it felt to Noibat. If he wasn’t being a dick to Noibat and bullying him, he was busy training and studying so he could finally become a Lopunny. He wanted to prove to the world that not all Lopunny are wide hipped, girly sluts. A prestigious stud like himself can be a muscular and chiseled Lopunny unlike his whorish peers in their slender waists and thick thighs and plump asses selling their bodies off to anyone who’d look at them just to make bank, that’s how Buneary felt. It was a bit amusing to Noibat at times, how often he’d go into his stupid little rambles about how he hates the Lopunny stereotype and how he refuses to fall into it.

He seems to hate Lopunny sex workers as much as he hates gay Pokemon. And now he knows Noibat is gay. Or at least enjoys gay porn which, for some meathead like Buneary, he’s sure to associate indulging in gay porn as that mon being gay.

“Heh. So you’re into that prissy fairy shit, are ya?” Buneary finally spoke up, his voice cutting through the air like a Kartana’s slash. Noibat remained silent, his quivering eyes locked on Buneary’s own fierce gaze. He snickered and shook his head. “Knew somethin’ was wrong withcha. Ain’t no man gonna be some scrawny boy in cute shorts and a crop top lookin’ like one of them ‘femboy hooters’ faggots, even in the middle of a blazing summer.” Noibat gulped. He should have thought about his clothing choices more today. It was the hottest day of the year earlier, the sun beaming down as if it wanted to set the world ablaze. Everyone was dressed in as little as possible without being completely naked save for any Pokemon with enough fur or body covering that they could get away with doing so. Noibat decided today was a good day to wear red booty shorts and a white crop top in the heat, the hug and cling of his clothing from sweating making him look especially attractive and feminine. It wasn’t even his intention, he just put the clothes on subconsciously without a second thought. Nobody complained or said anything, though he did notice a few guys around campus gave him a few more second looks than usual but paid it no mind. Was it not normal to dress like this during a heat wave? Was he supposed to wear pants and long sleeves and melt himself in the heat or something? Or was it because of his lithe, curvy physique that made him look so ‘girly’, as Buneary put it?

Whatever the problem was, Buneary found him out and Noibat was terrified of what he planned to do with his newfound knowledge of Noibat’s sexuality. The second-to-last mon he ever wanted to find out about him being gay–the first is his parents–was now pinning him down on his bed and both of them were getting sweaty. Their AC unit was doing its best to cool off the room but, even in the middle of the night, the smoldering heat wave of 39 celsius–102.2 fahrenheit–proved an impossible challenge for the air conditioning to chill the room properly. It was tolerable enough, not being uncomfortably hot, but it was warm enough that the two males being pressed together like this slowly made things steamy in a way Noibat would have loved if it weren’t Buneary on top of him.

“Got nothin’ to say?” Noibat remained silent, not because he had nothing to say but because he didn’t know what to say. Rather, there was nothing he could say that wouldn’t make the situation worse. There was no winning here, he was caught red-handed, reading a gay romance fan fiction and masturbating to a rather romantic and spicy sex scene. How was he supposed to explain that off? He’s getting off to gay porn and even in the midst of being pinned and interrogated by his bully, the one Pokemon he disliked most of all at college, his cock stayed erect. Noibat couldn’t help himself, he may have been terrified for his life and having his sexuality exposed to a homophobic bully, but Buneary was still a decently buff and admittedly attractive male pinning the girly bat down in bed in a very vulnerable position. He hated it, he was mortified… but his body was really turned on by the situation. It was like one of those other gay fan fictions he read before, the bully who catches his geeky victim in a vulnerable position then ends up having steamy, passionate sex with him. Granted, it was a rape story, but that Obstagoon bully really made love to the geeky Smeragle.

Unfortunately for Noibat, this wasn’t one of those saucy gay fan fictions of his. This was real life. A real bully with no care, no remorse for him. Buneary wasn’t going to start having sweet sex with Noibat, this wasn’t the bittersweet turnaround for the bad guy changing his ways. Buneary snickered when he felt a thwap against his stomach, looking down to see Noibat’s erection twitching and leaking with precum. “Of course you’d be turned on by this. Bet being pinned under men like me gets your rocks off, don’t it?” Of course, Buneary immediately went for tormenting Noibat’s homosexuality. Noibat almost wanted to say yes because, well it does. If it were someone else on top of him like this–his smoking hot Exploration Archeology professor, Fraxure especially–Noibat would be singing a different story, pleading and blushing and begging to be taken. But this was the worst case scenario for him… and he was still aroused. What the fuck?

Buneary shook his head with a chortle then grabbed Noibat’s cock roughly. The bat tensed up with a cute yelp from the pleasurable but uncomfortable squeeze at his sensitive rod. “Are all you sissy boys like this? You get turned on when a man gets on top of you? You fags love pretending to be girls, huh? Wearing dresses and skirts, putting on skimpy clothes to look like free sluts for the taking.” Buneary scoffed at the bat dragon beneath him, idly squeezing along his rigid cock. “Pssh, calling someone like you a girl is an insult to actual women. But hey… If you wanna dress like one, you should be treated like one too~” Buneary smirked, letting go of Noibat’s cock and grabbing him by the legs. The girly bat gulped and whimpered, his body refusing to respond. He felt like a Deerling in headlights, every muscle in his body locked up and staring at his inevitable fate as he was lifted up into a mating press by his bully. Wait… mating press? What was Buneary about to do? What did he mean by treating Noibat like a woman? He wasn’t going to…

“A-ah!?” Noibat yelped sharply then quickly covered his mouth, eyes bugging out of their sockets in shock. He felt it, a poke, a prod. It was thick and moist right against his rim. He knew that feeling, it was familiar but different… different in a way he liked. But he hated who it came from. Like the press of one of his dildos to his entrance, the teasing brush and prod of its tip, Buneary’s cock swelled quickly with excitement to use Noibat’s body for selfish gain–suspicious how fast he roused up with lust for someone meant to be homophobic but what can you do? And Noibat thought he was a closet case.

“Ain’t this what sluts like you enjoy~?” Buneary sounded excited. Like he wanted to fuck Noibat instead of punish him. His tone sounded eager but his words and actions weren’t. He was being cruel, a violent smack on Noibat’s ass with some claws to leave his mark, swiping the bat’s wonderfully plush ass with three claw marks through his fur. While Buneary didn’t swipe deep enough to draw blood, the scratch still stung on top of the spank, causing Noibat to squirm and shake with a pained cry. And his pain only made Buneary do it again, then again, and again. Smack after smack, claws swiping and tendering the skin beneath his fur. And he kept striking the same cheek, the same spot, deepening the red on his butt and accentuating the slash marks. Noibat hissed and cried in pain, squirming beneath him and now struggling to get away but he was pinned good under the stronger male. Plus, being pressed against the wall gave him little wiggle room. He was at Buneary’s mercy and the cruel rabbit showed none.

“What’s the matter, bitch boy? Can’t handle a bit of spanking?” Buneary guffawed at Noibat’s expense. The femboy bat couldn’t respond through the pain, only able to yelp and shriek from how tenderized his ass became with all the spanking. Is this what BDSM is like? That’s what Noibat wondered at the moment. But BDSM partners don’t make their lovers hurt like this, do they? Unless that’s what they’re into. From a few fan fictions he read with BDSM scenes, some of the subs are a bit masochistic and enjoy the pain, going even as far as reaching orgasms through the raw sting of being repeatedly whipped or paddled. But the process was usually paced, the sub’s dominant partner tended to talk to them through it, whether it was dirty talking or occasional check ups on them. Things like asking how they’re feeling, if they’re enjoying it, calling them cute pet names or lewd, humiliating insults. They shared a safe word before they started and the dom takes care of the sub after they finish up. That sounded fun even if it meant enduring pain.

Buneary was nothing like that. He struck and blew time and again. His pacing was sporadic, swiping his claws whenever he felt like it. When he wasn’t spanking Noibat, he fondled his plump ass, rough and careless in his actions. The poor bat’s cheek finally found reprieve at the expense of his other plump mound taking the next round of brutal assault. Buneary’s claws struck all the same with the intent of leaving both of Noibat’s fat cheeks red, sore, and very tender. From how stiff Buneary’s cock remained the entire time, he knew his bully’s plan was to make this as painful as possible for him, starting with making his butt so sore that just touching those cheeks would hurt. So how badly would it feel to have his ass raped?

Why did his cock throb so hard? Why was Noibat even still erect? This wasn’t fun or pleasurable at all for him but his body just wouldn’t give up its arousal! Why?! It didn’t make sense to him, it frustrated him. He’s being assaulted by his bully, he hates this guy! So why is he still so horny and turned on by him? Noibat was in turmoil with himself, his own frustrations making the experience that much worse for him, unbeknownst to Buneary–he’d be giddy like a schoolgirl if he knew, though. Anything to cause harm to Noibat seemed to get this guy’s rocks off.

By the time Buneary was done tormenting Noibat’s ass, both cheeks were as red as roses, sore and burning hot from all the slashing and spanking. The claw marks on both ass cheeks shone a noticeably deeper hue of red than the spank marks, an expertly crafted torture from Buneary that tenderized the skin incredibly but never once punctured or damaged enough to draw blood. Noibat sniveled and trembled, in too much pain to even realize how peculiar it was that Buneary had that kind of experience with spanking. Granted, he could just have a female partner into BDSM or extreme spanking or something like that so maybe it wasn’t so suspicious. Either way, the thought barely crossed his mind when all he felt at the moment was a constant, ringing sting of fiery pain in both of his ass cheeks and an unwelcome rigidity in his cock. Arceus, he felt like he was going to cum.

Why was he about to cum!?

Noibat was learning a lot about himself right now. Was he into spanking? Maybe he had a thing for BDSM he didn’t realize until now? That didn’t make sense though, this wasn’t a kink, this was abuse! He was being abused, he’s being assaulted, he’s going to be raped! And his cock throbbed at the thought!? What the fuck is happening to him? None of this felt good to him but his body insisted on remaining ready as if wanting for more. Buneary noticed too, the slickness of Noibat’s cock from leaking with precum, the way it flexed and throbbed, the bulging veins trailing his girth. Buneary’s sadistic smile terrified the girly bat. His eyes seemed to shimmer with hatred. His body acted with hypocrisy. Buneary’s cock pressed against Noibat’s own, thicker, longer, warmer. A homophobe frotting a homosexual. Buneary throbbed.

“You’re such a fuckin’ freak.” His voice dripped with venomous hatred and a hint of unresolved desire. Buneary wanted him. No, that’s not right. He wanted to hurt Noibat, right? Why would he ever want another male? He’s a fucking homophobe, he hates gay Pokemon! Yet his cock touched Noibat’s and it felt so warm, even stiffer than his own. It leaked pre like his, it flexed like his, it ached for release like his. What a fucking hypocrite. He wants Noibat. But he refused to admit it. If it’s abuse, it’s not gay, right? If it’s ‘punishment’, it’s not gay. He’s teaching fags a lesson! He doesn’t like this, he doesn’t want this. It’s just what needs to be done to teach these… these… diseased males a lesson!

Buneary snickered. He loved looking at the fear and hurt in Noibat’s face. It turned him on–no, that’s not the right term. Turned him on? Eww! It made him feel satisfaction, that’s what he meant. Knowing that he was putting another gay mon in his place. They wanna act like women, he’ll treat them like women. In Buneary’s demented mind, the femboy beneath him was no boy. Only fem, female. That isn’t a cock rubbing against his, just an engorged clit. He has the body of a woman, he may as well be a woman! And to him, women are meant to serve their dominants, their superiors. He is the superior. Noibat, he… she is his prize. His girl. He’ll show her…

“You’re a really pretty girl, Noibat..~” Buneary’s voice sounded deranged. He licked his lips, growled huskily, leaned down towards the frightened bat. “Why won’t you accept my love~? I show it all the time, y’know~” What the hell is he going on about? Noibat isn’t a woman! And what love? Does Buneary have feelings for him? Is he crazy!? Actually, he didn’t need an answer to that–Buneary’s gone off the deep end, this bastard’s bat shit insane!

“B-Buneary, you’re scaring me…” Like that was going to change anything. Buneary shook his head, gazing into Noibat’s eyes and growling lowly. He thrust against him and Noibat gasped sharply, a hot moan escaping him. He didn’t expect that, the sudden stimulation, the pleasure of their frottage. It took his mind off of the lingering burn in his ass cheeks, even if only a little.

“Scaring you?” Buneary repeated, now face to face with Noibat. Their noses touched. Noibat didn’t like that. “Quit acting like that, baby girl~”

“I-I’m not a girl, Buneary! I’m a male–a man! Just like you!” Buneary’s face contorted with disgust for a brief moment before smiling sickly sweet again. Without a second thought, he drove his knee into Noibat’s crotch. It was only a little force, not enough to cause any damage but surely enough to shut the bat up, making him double over beneath Buneary with a pained cry.

“Shhh shhh, stop talking like that… You gotta be a girl, cus I don’t do that faggot shit… a man would never look so soft, slender, and… womanly like you. You’re just in denial~” The deflecting was insane. Then again, so was Buneary so what else is new? Noibat wasn’t sure what to think at this point. He knew what was coming, there was no changing that, but he wondered what the hell pushed Buneary to believe that denying his roommate’s identity as a gay male just to not be considered gay made more sense than just raping him? Or having gay sex, rather… Both?

“I’m not–” Before Noibat could finish, Buneary covered his mouth with a growl. Noibat’s eyes shot open in shock, not because he was silenced by his bully but from how he was silenced. The contact was firm and sloppy but with an odd sense of intimacy? His gaze was fierce, eyes full of anger staring the girly bat down before they closed, Buneary’s face still scrunched with hatred despite the firm lock of their lips. Noibat’s heart pounded in his chest, he really didn’t know what to make of this situation outside of the obvious assault he was enduring. Did Buneary have feelings for him? Was he having some sort of psychotic break because he’s attracted to another male despite being homophobic? Was he just playing games to terrify Noibat? Was he trying to justify his abuse and rape? Why the hell was he being kissed by Buneary? Why did this all have to happen to him?

Why did his lips feel so good? Noibat couldn’t help himself, he ended up moaning. Hard. His body shook, his cock twitched–he was already so sensitive from masturbating earlier and all the torment from Buneary kept him on the peak of some deranged pleasure that he refused to accept. Buneary’s kiss sealed the deal and Noibat’s hips bucked in desperation with fresh rounds of cum spraying from the quivering femboy bat. His eyes rolled up, all pain washed away for just a moment as an overwhelming sense of euphoric relief consumed him from head to toe. Buneary’s tongue forced itself past Noibat’s lips and he shook in surprise from their kiss deepening. He wasn’t sure why he did it–perhaps it was him riding the high of his orgasm–but he welcomed his bully, his tongue pressed back against Buneary’s and they wrestled with desire. It was just a moment of primal urges between the two of them, Buneary thrusting against Noibat, Noibat humping against Buneary. Their cocks brushed and frotted with Buneary’s precum mixing into the runny mess of Noibat’s semen that coated their dicks and the shivering bat’s belly and chest. He whined blissfully. It felt so good. Just for a moment… just that moment… they felt like lovers. Sick, twisted, fucked up lovers.

The sensation fell to pieces as quickly as Noibat’s climax subsided, as expected. But the kiss didn’t stop. Buneary kept exploring the femboy’s mouth, rolling his tongue over Noibat’s own, trying to wrestle him into submission but Noibat fought back. He wasn’t sure why he did, all that did was make their kiss sloppier, coiling and twirling tongues with each other as if both of them craved this. He tried to blame it on his body’s desire betraying his mind’s desperation, he told himself his body was trying to submit while his instincts told him to resist. Maybe that was true. Or maybe Noibat’s desire to be dominated by another male started winning over.

He couldn’t believe it. This wasn’t what he wanted at all. Noibat wanted a strapping, studly male to whisk him away into a whole new world of love and ecstasy. He wanted to be taken by a passionate male who wouldn’t stop making love to him until the sun peeked over the horizon. He wanted a partner who was tender and gentle with him, someone to take it slow with and work their way up to something more intense. So why did it feel so good to be Buneary’s bitch? Why was he enjoying this abuse? Why did he want Buneary inside him?

Noibat was never going to admit it. Not to himself and damn sure not to Buneary. The damn rabbit refused to even acknowledge him as a male anymore! So why was he still frotting with him then? There was no way to get an angle on him anymore, Buneary was long gone. He just had to wait until the sex finally began–the rape, it’s rape. It’s rape, he’s being raped. He shouldn’t call it sex, this isn’t sex. He didn’t consent to this, he doesn’t want this–Arceus, it feels so damn good, though. Fuck… was he really that desperate to have sex with someone? Was he really trying to make excuses for Buneary just to finally lose his virginity?

At this point… yes. He was.

The frottage stopped. Buneary was panting. He looked down at the ropes of cum covering Noibat’s front, sticky, clingy, white. Women don’t cum like that, do they? The question played on repeat in the rabbit’s head. That’s male cum. That’s semen. Sperm. That doesn’t come from women. That goes in women. But Buneary didn’t remember cumming yet. No overwhelming pleasure, no wild tingles, no hard throbs, none of that. Was that Noibat’s cum? It couldn’t be! Noibat’s a girl, isn’t he–she? It had to be Buneary’s cum… yeah… yeah, he came! He just… he didn’t feel it happen, that’s all! It just crept up on him!

“I’m not gay…” Buneary’s voice was nearly a whisper. If he weren’t pressed nose to nose with Noibat, the girly bat wouldn’t have heard him. “I… I didn’t think I’d cum from just grinding on your clit..~” He growled, frustrated. That was supposed to fill Noibat’s pussy. He’s supposed to get her pregnant. But… he doesn’t feel satisfied. He feels like he can keep going, like he can still cum more. He won’t waste this one. “I’ll show you… I’ll show you, baby girl~ You’re a good girl, I’ll make sure you remember that~” Pulling away from his roommate, Buneary grabbed Noibat’s thighs and dig into them, kneading at his soft, squishy thighs and watching the cute boy squirm with loud moans and gasps. His inner thighs were very sensitive after cumming and Buneary’s rubbing, squishing, and kneading drove him crazy.

“H-haah!! B-Bunearyyyy!” Noibat’s voice, it’s so cute and feminine. Buneary snickered, laughed at him. Men don’t sound like that… men don’t sound so cute…

“You’re so cute, Noibat…” Buneary licked his lips, gaze locked on his own erection. He flipped Noibat around onto his belly, growling lowly and eyeballing that fat, soft ass of his. It looked so hungry for cock, just begging to be filled and creampied. He looked at the redness, the abuse he left on Noibat’s body. He was gonna make this bitch scream. “Ass up… now.”

Out of fear, Noibat obeyed. He shouldn’t have. He should’ve tried to crawl away or something but he was still right up against the wall. If he tried doing anything, Buneary would probably just slam him face first against the wall and punish him even harder. At this point, escape was a long gone option. His only choice–at least that’s what he thought–was to endure this psychotic break until Buneary finished off in his ass and fell asleep or something. Just obey, submit, and try to feel good… Wait, his virginity–

“Umm…” Noibat started, afraid to even speak unless spoken to by the vicious bunny. Bunaery’s ear twitched, he looked down at Noibat with a deranged look of fucked up passion. If this is a nightmare, he sure was ready to wake up any time now. “I-I’m umm… please be gentle, Buneary… I-I’m a virgin…” Noibat’s voice trailed off to a near inaudible squeak. Maybe if he played up this whole ‘you’re a girl’ role Buneary pushed on him, the rabbit might start showing a little sympathy. That’ll make this torture a little easier to endure, especially with him being reminded of the dull sting of his ass cheeks he forgot all about after a rub over his right mound into a firm squeeze at the sensitive flesh.

“I know, Noibat~” Buneary cooed, his voice almost sounding genuinely caring for once. And then he smacked the fuck out of Noibat’s ass and got a pained screech out of the poor femboy. Welp, there goes that hope. “But I don’t do gentle~” Buneary’s prodded Noibat, a husky snarl in the back of his throat. His ass looked irresistible, desirable. Buneary bit his lip and pushed, precum and sweat serving as a fine lube for his deep plunge. Noibat’s moan was loud, he thanked Arceus for all the times he used a dildo for masturbating. His tunnel was soft and warm, silky around Buneary’s cock. He prepped for a moment like this but never imagined it would be shared with Buneary–this wasn’t a shared moment, it was robbed from him. And it felt so good. Even the ripe sting of his sensitive ass being pressed onto by the bunny’s thrust felt sadistically delicious to Noibat. The pleasure and pain mixed beautifully into a blend of masochistic ecstasy that made the horny bat cry with bliss to his assailant.

“Fffuuck…” Buneary hissed, the tight grasp of Noibat’s taut ass wrapped snugly around his girth. Noibat was a very tight fit, not a surprise with him being a virgin and all, but the pleasure was incredible. This was far from Buneary’s first anal rodeo but no other woman’s ass hugged him like Noibat’s. It was a mind blowing sensation for the both of them, a brand new experience of gay sex. “Your pussy’s so damn tight, Noibat…” Noibat didn’t bother correcting the rabbit. In fact, this time it was a turn on to the femboy to have his ass called a pussy. He’s read many gay fan fiction of partners having rough sessions full of raunchy dirty talk. Things like ‘faggot’, ‘cock sleeve’, and ‘boypussy’ were words that got thrown around frequently in the heat of the moment. He developed a fast love for raunchy sex and dirty talk from reading those fan fictions–some of his hardest orgasms came from those stories. Maybe the accumulation of his personal favorites in writing is why him being raped was as arousing to him as it was?

…Did he just try to justify being raped? Never mind Buneary, there’s no saving himself anymore, is there? Whatever… At this point, Buneary doing this to him was better than any of his other bullying. Somehow, being raped was way more enjoyable than all the other physical and mental altercations he was put through by this bastard rabbit. Every plap against his sore ass was like an electric bolt of pleasure that struck his sensitive nerves and dug into him like needles full of dopamine. It hurt like a bitch but it felt so fucking good, he couldn’t get enough of the pain.

Noibat drooled on the bed, his eyes rolling up and cock aching with life. He shook and bounced into Buneary’s humps, taking him almost gleefully at this point. Every hilt spread him so wide and hit deeper than any of his toys, scratching an itch in his slick canal that made his entire body feel like lightning. He was ecstatic, moaning his brains out, almost forgetting that he was supposed to be getting raped, Noibat didn’t care anymore, he wanted more, he needed more. Buneary was happy to provide.

“You take my cock so well, baby girl~” Buneary growled huskily, his breathing raspy and breath visible in the murky heat of their bedroom. Their sex made the already hot room feel boiling like they were fucking in a sauna. Sweat drenched their bodies and ruined Noibat’s bed sheets, the ripe stank of gay sex etching itself not just into the bed sheets but through the fabric and into the cushioning of his bed. Their debaucherous stink would be hard to get out, but seeing how fucked stupid Noibat looked, washing his bed didn’t seem like any concern of his.

“Your pussy’s so fucking loud… shhiiiit~” Sure enough, all the sweat, precum, and anal juices from Noibat’s ass made his butt as squelchy as a vagina. Riding dildos as often as he did made his butt nice and tender, a slick and snug tunnel adapted to being used for sex. He cooed sloppily between whorish moans, unable to speak through the pleasure. All Noibat could do was get rocked back and forth, bounce his ass back against Buneary, and get fucked silly doggystyle while he shot messy rounds of cum across the bed sheets in a hands free eruption. Fuck, maybe this was some sort of fucked up fan fiction of his, things worked out better than he ever imagined. At least that’s what Noibat told himself, a delusional, homophobic rabbit raping a gay bat while both of them have their own psychotic breaks amidst some of the best sex either of them has ever had–for Noibat, it was the only sex he’s ever had.

Buneary leaned over Noibat, growling into his ear and giving it a firm bite. “I’m gonna cum…” He slammed balls deep into Noibat’s plump butt, groaning hard. His walls massaged the bunny, they milked and convulsed. The mere thought of being filled with cum made his body so excited, his eagerness unable to be contained in the form of a loud moan of approval.

“YES!”

“I’m gonna fill you with every drop..~” Buneary ground into the bat’s plump butt, stirring deep into his ass. Noibat shook hard. He felt like cumming again.

“Y-YES~!”

“I’m gonna make you my bitch..~” Buneary bit down on Noibat’s shoulder, grinding harder, pushing firmly against his squishy ass. Noibat’s cock throbbed wildly. His tip began to drip with semen.

“YESS!”

“I’m gonna get you pregnant..~” Buneary bit down harder, gave a few hard slams, then bottomed out again and groaned hard. Noibat’s walls tensed then clamped and hugged powerfully. Wild convulsions wrung Buneary out. It was a messy finish, strong shots adding to the puddle of cum on the bed beneath him. He felt his stomach getting hot, Buneary was cumming hard, cumming a lot. His insides felt stirred up by the sex, slimy, gloopy cum pooling in his depths with more and more spraying inside his fat ass. Noibat’s eyes rolled up, his body shook violently. His personal hell became heaven.

Noibat’s cry was uncontained. He shouted his pleasure to the ceiling and let it all go. He came so hard, everything felt like it went numb. All the feeling in his body dissipated into nothingness. And then the entire dorm room lit up.

Buneary watched in awe, covering his eyes from the blinding white light that consumed Noibat’s body. He shone brilliantly like an overclocked light bulb. It was as if it were the middle of the day rather than 2 in the morning. Buneary slipped out of Noibat’s taut ass when his body began to shift and change, growing in height and transforming–evolving–into something new, something big. Something beautiful.

It lasted only moments but felt like minutes before their bodies disappeared into darkness again. For just a brief moment, as the glow faded, Buneary saw Noibat’s new body, his new form. Taller, elegant, beautiful. His waist slim into wide hips that could lay clutches with ease. Thighs with plushness and softness that betrayed the potent muscle hidden beneath thigh fat. Slim legs with powerful calves that looked as if they’d launch the bat at least 50 feet high with a single jump. As if he were already girly enough, he was the spitting image of a shapely woman to Buneary… except the one part of him that had his blood running ice cold.

Noibat… Noivern… was hung. His cock towered with thickness, draconic in colors with a radioactive green hue at the base into a poison-purple tint towards his tapered tip. Five thick, barb-like ridges trailed down the underside of his dick, pointed but soft, made for hooking into the walls of his partner to maximize their pleasure. A meaty vein traveled the left side of his enraged girth, demanding attention. He came twice now, untouched by the bunny, but his body yearned for the soft clamp of moist flesh. The once cute little bat femboy went and evolved, and with his stronger attunement with his draconic side came the frenzied sex drive of a dragon. Submissive or not, he wanted–needed to fuck. The adorable bat that Buneary used to bully day after day and his shy, weak gaze looked powerful and angry. Piercing eyes stared back at the rabbit from his doggystyle position before turning around and lifting off of his hands to face him. Even on his knees, Noivern towered over the rabbit who stood tall on the bed. He looked Buneary up and down for a moment, lips curling upward into a smirk. Noivern’s cock throbbed in anticipation.

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