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Jack. If I may have a moment with you, please?” The electric pair were called to attention by Chatot who motioned them over after the morning briefing closed and everyone had dispersed.\n\n“Chatot? Whatcha need us for? Got a specific job for us?” Pecan asked, curious of what he could have for them. Silently, he motioned the two of them to follow him, leading them back into the dorms, specifically to their own bedroom. “Something private that you don’t want Jigglypuff to hear, I’m guessing?”\n\n“That exactly.” Chatot responded before clearing his voice, “Now, I do have a special job for you two, but first I need to talk to you about recent… findings.” He began to blush a little, looking away and starting to feel the nerves come up. Chatot was never all that big on the sexual nature of Pokemon; sure he’d dabble in sex every once in a while but he was a lot more reclusive and exclusive about it than most Pokemon. It was also just a very embarrassing topic for him that easily got the bird flustered. “Do you two remember your first job? The Treecko you went to rescue that resulted in bringing a… ahem… rather… [I]indecent[/I] Breloom back to the guild with him?”\n\n“Oh, I remember that. She was like, unable to be satisfied even though she had Treecko having sex with her for hours or days straight or something like that.” Jack responded, reminiscing the moments with a smirk. “The scent she let off was… well Pecan knows~”\n\n“Jack, I swear on Arceus’ name, you dork!” She gave her partner a playful shove, the two sharing a little laugh together. “Though… he’s right. Admittedly, the sight and smell of them having so much sex kinda got to us and we ended up at it pretty damn rough–”\n\n“YES YES, QUITE!” Chatot waved his wings frantically at the pair with cheeks flushed red and flustered squawks to get them to shut themselves up. “I get it, I get it! N-no need… no need to recall in such vivid detail! Ack!... The point I’m trying to make is about the Breloom. Was that the only time you encountered a Pokemon in heat to such a dire extent as that?”\n\n“As a matter of fact… now that you mention it, it [I]has[/I] occurred a few times now, hasn’t it, Jack?” Neither of the rodents had really quite pieced it together that this could be something out of the ordinary instead of Pokemon just having a huge sex drive spike. In a time like this where Pokemon all around of all types and kinds are having a lot more sex with each other and being much more explorative of one another’s bodies and identities, Pecan didn’t think [I]too[/I] much on it. Sure, the two of them thought something about it wasn’t the most normal behavior but they didn’t think it could be something [B]bad.[/B] “When we took on a job to rescue a Glameow, Purugly joined up with us to Mt. Horn and, umm… weeeelll…”\n\n“The Glameow was violent. [B]Very[/B] violent. She attacked Pecan unprovoked and not like the Tameless do, it wasn’t just some kind of ‘get outta my home’ attack. She pounced and clawed like she wanted Pecan [B]dead.[/B] Spouting something about her being greedy or taking me away or something, I don’t really remember what she said but it was like she was fighting for ownership over me ‘cus after she went swiping at Pecan a bit, she turned to me and just… [B][I]fucked me.[/I][/B] Like she demanded it, desired it, she acted like she literally wouldn’t survive unless I got her pregnant? Which is hot–like, that’s [I]really fucking hot[/I], but I mean… it was concerning because it was completely out of nowhere, unprompted, and not a single other Pokemon in the dungeon acted that way so I felt like it couldn’t be chalked up to heat season, though I’m a bit fuzzy on how breeding cycles work…” Jack picked up, explaining the situation to Chatot who listened intently to what they had to share, albeit certainly a blushing mess.\n\n“I-I see… It is very peculiar, perhaps the recent uprise of sexual exploration could be tampering with Pokemon’s more primal urges or their heat cycles, I’m not entirely sure. It wouldn’t be impossible for a worldwide phenomenon like this to cause so. But to make someone so sexually aggressive–so violent like that? It seems very unnatural.” Chatot pondered for a moment on the situation.\n\n“It was definitely unnatural.” Pecan started, taking a seat on her bed beside Chatot. “Purugly, she said that the Glameow was her sister–Mewmee was her name. She said that Mewmee had pretty much zero interest in sex and that her acting out so aggressively like that to fuck was nothing at all like her. I think she even said it wasn’t normal for her to act that way even when she [B]is[/B] in heat. Purugly doesn’t really have a reason to lie about her own sister so that’s what tipped me off that maybe these Pokemon experiencing these intense desires might not be a normal thing.”\n\n“And then there was yesterday.” Jack continued, settling himself into his own bed in front of Chatot and Pecan. “We went with Bibarel to Apple Woods for his Perfect Apple supply run–”\n\n“Ah yes, yes, Bibarel told me all about it in… unfortunately very exact detail. It’s one thing to encounter a single Pokemon in such a state but an entire orgy of that size and growing? It’s odd, peculiar… possibly dangerous, even. I don’t know what’s going on but I have a terrible feeling in my gut that this abnormal circumstance may be something more than just… a burning urge. A… burning urge–ah! A fine name for this strange phenomenon. The Burning Urge infection.”\n\n“Burning Urge?” Pecan repeated, head tilted with a raised brow. “Is that what you’re calling it, Chatot?”\n\n“A fitting name, don’t you think? With symptoms to identify the illness as well. The most notable being an endless insatiable desire to mate with a chance at an extremely aggressive sexual disposition, perhaps the breeding instinct running on overdrive with the demand to stake their claim on a mate and defend what they believe to be theirs at all costs for the right to breed or be bred.”\n\n“It does fit… but should we really glorify something like this? Is giving it a name a good idea?” Jack questioned with a touch of concern.\n\n“Nonsense, this isn’t glorifying, it’s merely discovering and creating a diagnosis for what is essentially a new illness or disease that appears to be… spreading among Pokemon. The only problem now is that while there have been encounters with this new illness, we have no idea what causes it, how it spreads, and if it’s contagious. But seeing as you two have been exposed and directly involved multiple times and appear to be not… w-well let’s just say it doesn’t appear to spread through contact with those infected!” Chatot cleared his voice again, taking the moment to recompose himself and wipe a bit of sweat away. “So!... With these recent findings and discoveries, I have a very important mission for the two of you. I want you two to go to Shaymin Village and tell the Shaymin there all about your discoveries and encounters with the Burning Urge.”\n\n“Shaymin Village? Yeah, I know where that is! But why there? What can Shaymin do about this problem?” Pecan looked at Chatot, a paw resting on her chin.\n\n“Shaymin are the Deities of Nature, their powers are the very embodiment of Pokemon nature and instinct, thus they are the most attuned to understanding the sexual urges and cycles of Pokemon as well. Our heat cycles exist today because of the Shaymin of old times in the earliest days of our history. If anyone would know what this possible outbreak is and how to cure it, it would be them. Since you two are the ones in the guild with the most experience with the Burning Urge, it would be most fitting for you two to go and explain the situation and your encounters to them.”\n\n“Alright then, Jack and I will head there right away. We should find some answers pretty quick so this shouldn’t take too long.” Pecan stood up, helping Jack up with her and starting their way out of their room. “We’ll be there and back in no time, Chatot. You can count on us!” The electric duo were out of the room and out of the guild in a heartbeat. Chatot sighed and got up, slowly walking back towards the Guildmaster’s room.\n\n“I sure hope so…”\n—\n“Shaymin Village is pretty far away from Treasure Town. It used to take me a few days of travel to get there but now we can be there in a matter of minutes.” Pecan rolled up their Wonder Map and stored it away in the bag Jack carried for them before pulling out her badge. “These things truly are a world of conveniences for traveling and exploration~”\n\n“Amazing technology, almost like magic if you ask me.” Jack never ceased to be amazed by all the wondrous feats these Pokemon could pull off that he couldn’t imagine humans having been able to do. Not that he could remember, it was more something he just kind of felt. The two were quickly teleported off, halfway across the continent and taken to the base of a large, lush mountain of grassy fields and flowers. Right ahead of them was a small establishment of gardens with a few booths set up and hay beds with crates overflowing with food supplies next to them.\n\n“Shaymin Village, here we are~” Pecan and Jack walked in, the Pikachu looking around in awe at the serene little spot at the foot of the mountain.\n\n“Woooow… this place just [I]feels[/I] good. But uhh… shouldn’t there be Shaymin here?” Jack looked around, taking note of the lack of Shaymin around the village. “Or anyone for that matter? Feels like there’d be some sorta welcome committee or… you know… residents.”\n\n“Huh. That is a little odd but not really unexpected, I guess.” Pecan replied, taking a look at one of the unoccupied booths. She ran a finger over the countertop and checked it with growing concern. “Dust… quite a bit of it too. I get the feeling the Shaymin–[I]nobody[/I] has been here for a long time now. Maybe they all went ahead to the summit or something, there are tons of Gracidea flowers up there that let Shaymin transform into their sky forme so they probably just forgot to come back down.”\n\n“I dunno… I don’t know anything about this place but if there are more than one Shaymin, I can’t imagine [B]none[/B] of them came back. I mean, this [I]is[/I] the village part of the mountain from what I’m gathering, this part is their home, why wouldn’t they come back home? I can’t think of anything so interesting that you just forget to go home for days on end unless they all left on some vacation or something.”\n\n“That could be it. I think Shaymin migrate from time to time between parts of the continent, but I don’t think it’s migrating season for them just yet. They should still be here… Though maybe they did just decide to take some sorta vacation, wouldn’t be too uncanny. There’s a lot of base camps that were set up here many years ago by Team Frontier. They were an exploration team that worked for Spinda’s Cafe before they retired a few years ago because of old age. A new Spinda runs the cafe now, he’s the grandson of the Spinda who founded that cafe. He’s really cute and I think you’d like him a lot~”\n\n“A cute Spinda, huh? I think I know that species… they are a pretty cute Pokemon.” Jack blushed a little, imagining what the bunny-like panda could look like.\n\n“I’d tried hitting on him a few times. He’s a massive flirt but I’m out of his league. And by that I mean he’s about as straight as a curly fry.”\n\n“So you’re saying heeeeee’s–”\n\n“The gayest motherfucker to ever gay in all the days of gays I’ve ever gayed… I mean seen.”\n\n“Gay… I’ve got a bit of a soft spot for gay boys..~” Jack started drooling a little, his interest in this Spinda growing by the second. “I’ve seen the entrance to his cafe before too! It’s right outside the guild at the crossroads, that hole in the ground with a ladder leading down into it? Man… I knew I should’ve gone in there sometime, if I knew someone like that was literally living just outside of home, I would’ve been all over that panda day one!”\n\n“Well there’s always time to check him out when we get a day off or a short mission. If we find those Shaymin we could be back at the guild with plenty of afternoon left to do whatever we want, so let’s start climbing this mountain!” Pecan grabbed the Pikachu’s paw and ran ahead, practically dragging the mouse along as he tried to keep up. The 1st Station Pass was easy work, being as short as it was, going through three floors of the mystery dungeon was nothing for them. Although it was a bit peculiar that they didn’t come across a single Pokemon the entire time. In fact, not only was there no Tameless around, there wasn’t even the usual ambient noise of Pokemon living and lurking about the dungeon, it was pure silence save for the occasional gust of wind ruffling the thick grass and bushy walls.\n\n“Jack?”\n\n“Yeah?”\n\n“Don’t you think this place is oddly quiet?”\n\n“Uhh I guess? It’s my first time here so I don’t really know.”\n\n“Think about it, we usually at least hear some sorta noise around us in a dungeon, something that basically says Pokemon live here. But this time it was nothing, zip, complete silence. Just you, me, and the wind.”\n\n“Now that you mention it… that is kinda odd. I mean, there’s Shaymin Village, sure. But the whole mountain itself is called Sky Peak based on the map. This mountain doesn’t just belong to Shaymin, right?”\n\n“Yeah, yeah. Last time I was here, this place was bustling with Tameless life. Now it’s just… empty. I’m starting to get concerned, what if the Shaymin didn’t just leave? What if something happened here? What if… what…” Pecan stopped in her tracks and shuddered. Her nose picked up a scent, a strange smell. “What is… that? What is that smell? Jack, do you smell that?”\n\n“Hmm?” Jack took a whiff of the air and tilted his head. It was faint, very faint but it was there. “Yeah… just barely but I can smell it too.”\n\n“Right? It’s like… just the slightest little tickle to my nose that…” The Emolga stopped again, another whiff and another shiver up her spine, this time with a tingling sensation that began to course through her entire body. She bit her lip, tensing a little when that peculiar feeling ran down between her legs and began to ignite a fire in her loins. “J-Jack… it smells… [B]good…[/B]”\n\n“Does it? Kinda stinks to me.” Jack covered his nose with a groan so he wouldn’t have to indulge in that scent anymore. It may have been weak but it was a nuisance to the Pikachu. As for the Emolga, it made her huff and pant, her body getting hotter by the second, a low groan rumbling in the back of her throat. Husky, heated, needy… the Emolga couldn’t stop sniffing up that aroma, so little of it yet the effect, the immediate response to her body was so strong, it made her want more, crave more, [B]need[/B] more… need more… need… [B]him…[/B]\n\n“Jack…” The Pikachu’s ear twitched from the rather husky, deep feminine voice whispering his name from behind. It almost sounded like a completely different person. His fur stood on end, he didn’t know what it was about that voice but it made him feel nervous and uneasy. He had a hunch, a terrible feeling in his gut that he hoped was wrong but he knew there was no other answer. “Jaaaack..~” That husky voice called out to him in that sultry sing-song tune. He gulped, feeling a swelling below. He needn’t look, but he really wanted to. He should just grab his badge and teleport them out but… what if his gut feeling was wrong? She could just be teasing him, right? “C’moooon Jaaaack…~” The Pikachu gulped, he had to turn around. She was calling to him, she wanted something, [B]needed[/B] something from him. Maybe she was trying to show him something?\n\nYeah… she was showing him something, alright. He should’ve just grabbed his badge like he thought at first. Jack turned around and his cock was at full mast in a matter of seconds. The Emolga was laid back, her legs raised and spread, a paw rubbing at her moist, engorged labia, spreading those plump white lips to present the glistening, sweet pink flesh within. Her eyes were glazed over, the usual shimmering sparkle of her bright lime green eyes now looking dull and empty as if she were hypnotized by lust, consumed by it even. Though he noticed that look in her eye was not like that of the Pokemon they encountered infected by the Burning Urge. Was it that faint smell in the air? It just smelled bad to him but did it do this to her? Why did it get Pecan all riled up but it just made Jack want to wretch? And yet… despite himself not feeling any different in his head, his body sure seemed to respond accordingly. His cock ached with desire, the arousal burning within him unlike any horniness he’s ever felt. He couldn’t take his eyes off that sultry slut even if he tried, Pecan looked more beautiful and breedable than she [I]ever[/I] has in this very moment! He couldn’t explain why, he just… [B]needed[/B] her more than anything. He couldn’t imagine life without this Emolga, more specifically life without drilling load after litter after load into this slut until her belly was as round with cubs as she’d soon be round with his cum.\n\n“C’mon…” She spoke again, her voice dripping with desire. She used her free paw to motion the chu over to her, the other keeping her cunt presented, spread and awaiting that large pole to plunge deep into her fire. “I’m a [B]wildfire[/B] and you’ve got the only [I]hose[/I] that can [B]put me out..~[/B]” Jack’s body responded in kind, the Pikachu panting with need. He may not have been forced into this arousal but he damn sure wasn’t about to deny it. He didn’t need any kind of aphrodisiacs or drugs or whatever the hell that smell did to them, he only needed a good bitch to present and tell him to fuck them and he’d be on them like pink on a Pecha. Jack stood between his partner’s legs, never looking away, their gazes locked with nothing but pure sexual hunger. The two craved to fuck, nothing more nothing less. Pecan’s body yearned for that thick pole, the mere sight of it making her body shiver hard and her cunt [B]throb[/B] with pleasure. He hadn’t even touched her yet and the slut felt as if she was getting fucked with sensation, that scent had driven her to the absolute highest possible amount of lust and sensitivity that just [I]feeling[/I] his presence was pleasuring. It was almost terrifying the effects of whatever that aroma was had on her and yet it felt too good to care. “Fucking [B]fuck me[/B], Jack..~” Pecan growled hungrily, her tail swiping across the Pikachu’s own. A finger stroked at her clit, keeping her body trembling and her cunt drooling thickly with nectar while she awaited her partner–her [B]man[/B]–to take her body as his personal property and make a rutting slave out of her. She couldn’t ask for it more, nothing would make her happier in this moment than to take the corrupted bitch and use her for as long as he desired, for as many loads as he could empty into her every hole.\n\n“Fucking slut…” Jack grunted, not even bothering to show concern for his friend. He knew she wasn’t being herself–even though herself wasn’t much different than this at all. She was being affected by that scent in the air, the smell that he hadn’t even noticed had become stronger, thicker around them to the point of faintly visible trails of pink aura that carried the scent on it. Soon, the two of them were surrounded by this arousing smell, a rich and heavily potent aphrodisiac that made the two of them beyond irresistible to each other. Their minds were immediately rewired into nothing but rutting machines made to fuck and do nothing else. A paw gripped at the midsection of Jack’s cock, holding that rock solid pole firm while guiding the tip to that juicy entrance, the mere touch of his cock to the female’s heated flesh met with faint squelches before he plunged instantly into her with all he had, the resounding [B]SCHLLOORP!! [/B]with an echoing [B]SCHPLAP!![/B] of hips to hips and their conjoined roars of pleasure echoing through the empty dungeon clearing.\n\nThe pleasure was as pure as it was instant. Pecan’s mind broke in a single thrust as did the dam, a heavy spray of juices painting their crotches as she squirted her fucking brains out. She shook and clung to the male, legs wrapped tight around Jack and arms pulling him down atop of her while he pistoned away through the girl’s climax, listening to her howls and cries with every pump of the hips. She wouldn’t let him stop no matter how overstimulating the sex immediately was, her body rocked by his force, her walls hugging him, refusing to let go even if she wanted him to stop–not like she ever would. Her orgasm only made her hornier, much hornier, she never knew it was possible to desire someone so desperately yet the fire in her loins simply ignited all the more because of that climax. It felt incredible, her sex beaten and battered by Jack’s vicious thrusts, sweat already forming on their bodies as the heat between them hit new highs. Every squelchy, squishy thrust and plap was music to their ears when they weren’t busy howling out for one another, masking the sounds of sex under their loud cries and moans for more of each other. Jack’s thrusts persisted, holding the Emolga down by those thick, juicy thighs of hers, pinning his partner in a mating press for his rutting pleasure. His cock sank so deep in the woman again and again, hitting depths she thought impossible for someone like him yet here he was, every hilt inside the bitch kissing tip to cervix and making her mind explode with ecstasy. Pecan’s paws covered her face, flustered beyond repair with that goofy smile of hers, a euphoric ahegao that had her quaking and writhing beneath the Pikachu’s rut, every thrust into her moderately paced yet the long push and pull of his hips, almost every inch of him leaving her feeling so empty and abandoned only to feel it all drive through her soft, melty insides to kiss that cervix and threaten to pour litters into her womb… ohh the pure bliss of it all~!\n\nJack’s humps persisted at that pace, the perfect rhythm and mixture of roughness and speed. He needn’t rut like a wild animal, he only needed his bitch well pleasured and fucked proper, something that a good stride could do much better than reckless fucking. Even in the midst of pure aphrodisiac driven desire, with the entire clearing slowly shrouding in a pink, horny haze, Jack’s mind still thought clearly enough to find the most effective method to maximize their pleasure. Maybe it was because that haze only seemed to affect his body and not the mind compared to poor Pecan who was really going through it in every way, unable to resist her instincts and pleading the Pikachu to breed her beyond repair. He could up the pace and make her squeal, but he loved the juicy squish of that plump pussy every time he sank it all in and let his hips rest against hers for just mere moments–the way those juicy, smooth thighs of hers and that plump labia squished up against his hips and crotch each time… God, what a fucking view that was. Everything about this Emolga just drove him mad with lust and he didn’t need the aphrodisiac to make him feel that way, he just fucking loved her on his own. She was really something amazing to him, the ideal partner for a sex loving pokephile like himself. This haze only amplified their natural attraction to each other–it wasn’t like they needed a reason to fuck, if they were horny, they’d just do it. But being egged on, forced even, by the pink haze, it made their sex all the more intense, every nerve on their body, every pleasure receptor turned up to 11 that had the both of them quaking so much, quivering with every movement, moaning out to each other with Pecan’s cries for more and Jack’s grunts of euphoria.\n\nPecan couldn’t get enough of Jack’s cock, she loved the way he pounded her so right. Though her body yearned for it to be wild and reckless, the way he paced his thrusts to work her over to the best of his abilities was so much better. His cock dug into her walls so right, making her quake and shiver hard while she clamped and milked him constantly, her poor pussy getting tenderized by that huge dick that gaped her just right. Her pussy was already so soft but the way Jack plowed through her like this every time they had sex, he was going to make her insides so mushy and squishy, so perfect for cock to pump and fuck! All she could do was mewl and beg while she came on his dick once again, another splash of juices squirting the male that fucked her through yet another climax, watching the girl writhe and quake while being mating pressed into the soft grass beneath them. Her legs remained wrapped around the chu, keeping that cock from ever pulling out fully, not like Jack ever would unless he’d intended on fucking some other hole. Her sex hugged him so tight while she came on him, tears racing down her sweaty cheeks with blissful cries of pure pleasure driven happiness. Every second was delightful, she couldn’t imagine living without this Pikachu inside of her like this on a daily basis, her poor body so ignited by the forced fire in her loins, her sex sopping wet like a runny faucet, leaving her insides as wet as they were warm and snug, really melting that big dick inside of her cozy furnace of a pussy. So soft and tight, Jack couldn’t stop thrusting no matter what!\n\n“C’mon, big boy… gimme a baby already..~!” Pecan grunted sharply, grinding herself into Jack’s hilt, feeling him rest against her with deep huffs. She felt his every pulse, every throb that coursed up that lengthy rod and shook her to the core with him grinding into her tenderized depths. Her cervix had long since parted for the male to take his big plunge and empty his messes inside of her inner most sacred canal. Though the scent made her as baby crazy as she was sex crazed, the aphrodisiac didn’t put her into a real heat–Jack could bust as many loads in the horny squirrel as he pleased and despite their compatible egg groups, there was no chance of actual impregnation. Not like that would stop either of them from living up the fantasy in the heat of the moment. “Put some fuckin’ mice in me, chu boy~! Put your fuckin’ [B]babies[/B] in me!” The lust crazed Emolga sounded less like pleading and more like threatening the Pikachu, not like Jack cared. Her demanding pleas only made him want to knock this bitch up all the more, the chu having let his Pokemon instincts take full charge long ago, riding the waves of bliss with every thrust into the juiciest, squelchiest pussy he’d ever claimed. He could never get tired of this, railing the Emolga whore into the ground with reckless abandon. They’d had sex numberous times now, usually having quickies before bed while everyone is still settling down and mingling about after dinner, using all the background noise to mask their wild fucking. It wasn’t too often they got to bang like this outside of the guild since they were often doing their job or having sex with someone else on the job so getting to be wild and reckless without an ounce of concern for anyone seeing or hearing them was a very welcome change of pace that they were going to milk every second out of. Much like the way Pecan’s sex clung to the Pikachu’s pistoning girth to milk every bit of pleasure out of him.\n\nIt would only be a matter of time before Jack would unload his mess into his partner but his thrusts persisted even as he could feel the slow build up in his loins. Climax was approaching for him and he wanted it, he craved that release. The thick stank of aphrodisiac in the air had become so thick that even he couldn’t think straight anymore. Pecan was long gone on the smell, her eyes glazed over and her constant, raunchy howls and orgasms telling all he needed to know. The Emolga’s thick thighs wrapped around the chu’s waist, helping pull him deeper into her slimy sea of silky flesh, pounded down into tenderized softness by the sheer amount of sex the two have been having since they’d met. She was the softest, warmest cunt for him, the perfect fit that he’d fucked into his shape, a tight fitting glove of marshmallowy warmth that hugged every inch of Jack’s length perfectly. Pecan was his ideal female. Jack was her ideal male. Their roars of climactic bliss synced and bodies shook with a pleasure neither could even fathom. “Cumming..! CUMMING… [B][I]CUMMIIIING![/I][/B]” Jack howled and sent himself plowing through every bit of hugging heat the Emolga clung onto him with, hips pressed to hips as flush as they could get, deep as he could send himself through the writhing electric squirrel and pouring an eruption into her. His balls, heavy and large as they were, pressed hard against the slut’s fat ass and she could [I]feel[/I] his sac [B]throb[/B] with release much the same as his dick did, every pulsation sending an intense geyser of rich, clingy white straight through the Emolga’s heat and to the back of her womb. Jack’s girth kissed hard against that loosened cervix, watching Pecan quake and break from the incredible pleasure they shared, Pikachu cock dumping rounds and rounds of virile semen straight into the girl’s unprotected womb as she hosed down every inch of cock with a thickly leaky orgasm and made a gushed mess of their crotches squirting violently all the same. Both electric-types were mind broken on each other and the thick pink haze that peaked their sex drives.\n\nTheir shared orgasms lasted nearly a minute straight of the rawest pleasure before either began to come down off of such a rush of sensation, their bodies feeling tingly and numb all over, a heavy afterglow washing through their bodies like the staticy feeling of a foot fallen asleep except every tingle felt like their hypersensitive bodies were being stimulated by pleasure shocks that made them both incredibly twitchy against each other. Even pulling out of the Emolga’s flooded pussy felt like bolts of orgasmic pleasure that had both of them moaning hard and trembling until that girthy dick pulled free of the squirrel’s now gaped and runny cunt, a healthy creampie of Pikachu cum thickly, slowly drooling from Pecan’s well abused snatch. The two’s gazes met, both of them in a full aphrodisiac infused daze by now, face flushed red with blush and fur matted by the sweat running excessively off of their bodies. Words were completely lost in the two, nothing more than huffing, gasping for air after so much exertion onto each other, the chubby Pikachu’s cock flexing furiously. His cock looked even [B]harder[/B] and [B]angrier[/B], bulging veins plastered all over that completely rigid breeding pole of his. Disgustingly thick and bumpy looking because of all the veins flexing and throbbing in his cock… it was so fucking delicous looking to the needy Emolga. She could pop that fat, cum slathered dick in her mouth and suck the stud off for hours… if she weren’t already getting herself up shakily onto all fours. Face down, ass up, her supple, heart-shaped ass raised on display for the chu. Her sex continued to drool Jack’s mess, seed running slowly down her inner thighs and short legs in streams and trails. She gave her voluptuously large ass a sway, a paw reached back to spank herself, leaving behind a faint red mark from the smack with a sultry huff of desire for more.\n\n“C’mon, stud…” Pecan began, glancing back at the chu with those same, tireless eyes full of need, “I know you ain’t tired after one load..~ Fuck my ass… [B]I know it’s your favorite~[/B]” She growled while giving herself another firm smack to the ass, same spot no less. That juicy butt wobbled from the impact, enticing amounts of jiggle that had Jack’s dick throbbing furiously to shut this bitch up and make her a mind broken, howling mess all over again. Sure enough, he was standing and behind the horny Emolga, hotdogging that mountain of ass, cock completely disappearing between those fat fucking ass cheeks of hers with a rough [B]SMACK[/B] to those meaty mounds. Nothing but slutty moans and cries from the needy Emolga, that booty rippling like waves in the ocean to every spank and slap Jack gave her. “Mmhaah! Yeah… [B][I]yeah![/I][/B] Th-that’s the good shit… fuckin’ [B]abuse[/B] it, you fuckin’ [I]asshole~![/I]” She shouted lustfully at her partner, throwing those cheeks back to smother that big fat cock of his even more. So much ass swallowing up his cock like this and he hasn’t even inserted himself yet, merely hotdogging this bottom heavy bitch of a slut. Fuck… she really was made for sex with all this ass, he couldn’t stop complimenting it in his mind as he thrust and spank and manhandled all that booty meat. Words simply couldn’t get across just how divine this slut’s butt was, truly unable to take his eyes off of it almost as if Pecan’s rump was as hypnotic as the smell that drove them to fuck like animals. But soon enough, merely hotdogging this perfect ass wasn’t enough, the furious male needing to ravage his bitch, claim his [B]property.[/B] He dug his digits deep into all that pliable ass meat to spread the Emolga and reveal the sweat drenched dick between those mounds, the leftover remnants of his nut and her nectar from his cock making a slimy, lubed up mess of fluids between those sweaty ass cheeks, strings and strands of all the mixed bodily fluids clinging to the slut’s ass crack and his cock.\n\n“Dirty bitch… you’re [B]NEVER[/B] fucking SATISFIED~!” Jack’s hips drew back, the thick head of his rigid organ kissing and pushing against that tight rim. There was barely any resistance, his slimy cock pushing right through by simply prodding her. Once the head sank in, he emphasized his shout with a rough plunge forward that buried every bit of Pikachu dick into the tightest fire that wrapped even more snug around him. If her pussy was already tightly perfected to be his personal cock warmer to sheath himself into, then her ass was a hand crafted sanctuary that could drive him feral all on its own. They had occasional vaginal sure, Jack thoroughly plowing this slut’s every hole into his personal cum dump, but the amount of anal they had together couldn’t compare. Pecan truly was an anal whore through and through, her most preferred and his as well. She didn’t just have the ass of a goddess, she had the love of anal fit for a booty so fat and tight. His cock was drenched by the sheer amount of sweat in the Emolga’s extra hot tailhole, the blissful burn of that furnace of flesh and warmth sealed around every inch of chu dick that was kept balls deep while his thick thighs and chubby belly squish up against that massive butt of hers. Both of them were a mess of moans, grinding into one another as if it were a competition to outlast their partner, constant clenches perfectly convulsing on the Pikachu’s cock and milking those sensitive nerves with expertise and fine precision. Pecan’s fat butt truly was unrivaled, the two could simply press up against each other like this, grinding and stirring and it would feel better than any other sex with the squirrel’s incredible anal muscle control. The way her walls practically wrapped around that dick and jerked him off in a sense, those convulsing squeezes mixed with their grinding into one another made for the best silky blanket of tenderized flesh that wrung Jack’s cock out all while Pecan herself was deeply pleasured all the same.\n\nOf course, in a lustful craze like this spurred on by the thick haze in the air, Jack refused to remain hilted in an ass as big as this and went for the rut, immediate screams of approval from Pecan with every plap that echoed through the whole clearing. Her booty wobbled like mad while Jack held tight to that fat ass, occasionally smacking those cheeks to get more rippling waves out of his bitch while he fucked her. Oh did he fuck her, that big dick of his tugging to the head then plunging to the base, again and again giving his bitch full thrusts that had her entire body rocking against the soft grassy floor beneath them and all she could do was drool, scream, and cum her fucking brains out from the excessively intense anal sex. “Gggh!! Mmgfffuuughhh… g-ggiiive… giiiive… mmmeeeoollg… e-emmoooolll..~!” Pecan’s sanity broke, the sex was too good, too fucking good. She lost her ability to think, the civility being fucked out of her by Jack’s Arceus blessed cock fit for a Rapidash. The slut couldn’t believe it, she didn’t think sex like this could exist, a pleasure so out of this world, so body numbing, mind shattering. The slutty Emolga had been fucked feral by her best friend. “Mooolg…ggaaaah~!”\n\n“Atta girl… don’t even fucking think… just [B]moan~[/B]” Jack encouraged his partner to let the pleasure ruin her, break her through and through. HE wouldn’t stop no matter how much she shook, writhed, and thrashed beneath him in ecstasy. No amount of her orgasms would make the Pikachu ease up on this massive ass of hers, the bitch could take it, she’s endured his wild anal rutting so many times, what was any different about this? Just because some thick sex stank made the Pikachu practically a nearly mindless raping animal didn’t mean he fucked her any differently from what they usually did. It was just… a lot more recklessly violent, that’s all. Though the haze did seem to make their bodies a lot more sensitive and susceptible to pleasure than usual too, which would probably explain why Jack himself could barely keep in touch with his human side at this point, the feral Pikachu in him slowly creeping out with each pump. “Fffuucking… fuuck, y-you can… handle dick.. l-like… thhiiiiik-kaaaaa… chhaaaaa..~” There he went, Jack’s sanity lost all the same. The two electric-types were completely feral, mating, rutting, plowing, not a thought in those emptied minds other than have sex, have sex, [B]have sex.[/B] Pecan dug her fingers into the soft dirt and soil, trying anything to sturdy and steady herself against the Pikachu’s violent humps that started rocking her along the floor. Jack plowed that ass with all the desire to fill her up as if trying to impregnate her all the same, try as much as he liked. The Pikachu’s feral brain couldn’t discern anal from vaginal, it all felt like the same earth shattering ecstasy and sweaty, silky soft milking tightness to him by now. Pummeling the horny squirrel through the clearing, he simply took his steps to keep the bitch between his legs, the sex so rough he was now dragging his partner all over the clearing with his violent thrusts against that butt.\n\nHe’d soon get her against the wall and lift the bitch, pinned and grabbing her by the wrists, pulling them behind her like a leash attached to a collar and keeping her steady while he drilled his partner’s ass. It was nothing but the gushing, loud whap and slap of sex with the feral cries of “Pikaaaaa! Chuuu piii pikaaaa~!” and the howling screams of “Moooolll~! E-emol emmmooool mmooool~!”, the two long lost to pleasure with no other desire than to cum and relieve themselves. Pecan had long since lost track of how many orgasms she’d had, puddles and trails of her juices all over the clearing floor from their sex getting them around. Jack wasn’t far off, gritting his teeth, his cock’s throbs becoming more intense, more frequent. He lost the rhythm, the desperation for climax overtaking him and sending his hips crashing against the bitch’s large ass with whatever amount of force and violence he could muster to rail this screaming bitch into permanent submission. A few more vicious hammering humps into that butt and Jack was balls deep all over again, his fat sac now squished up against the slutty Emolga’s soaked and engorged vaginal lips while he poured another vicious round of white deep, deep inside of his onahole. Both of them were numb, silent orgasms that took their breath away, bodies perfectly still as the strongest crash of pleasure was sent through the both of them that made the entire world around them melt into empty white noise and voids of nothingness. In that very moment, as endless ribbons of Pikachu cream fed into that huge ass, the two of them were the entire world, the shattered electric-types unable to see nor hear nothing but each other’s pulses, their heartbeats, the gurgles of cum pumping so loudly and audibly into that fat fucking ass. Time felt like a slow crawl to the both of them, explosive orgasms that rattled their senses and left the two collapsed into the puddles of pussy juice and sweat they’d left behind.\n\nHeaving and gasping, the two felt like they were going to die from the incredible overexertion, the nonstop pleasure beating at their bodies draining them of their very life energy. At least that’s how it felt to them, truly [B]the[/B] nirvana horny breeders like themselves always sought after. Even as the two were barely clinging to consciousness, focused solely on keeping themselves breathing, Jack was still painting that ass with cum, pumping and throbbing for oh so long before the two finally came down again and that fat dick slipped out with a final burst of nut pumped hard from his cock all over that juicy Emolga ass. The two were drenched in sweat and cum, laying in heaps near one another and having lost all motor function with the heavy tingles of afterglow racing through their entire bodies again. All they could do was pant and groan, their sex having ended but the pleasure far from gone, the lingering sensations feeling as if they were still fucking each other. With all of his strength, Jack managed to shift his gaze over at their Rescue Pouch that was laying on the ground nearby. With the two of them fucked out of it, the Pikachu had managed to recollect some level of sanity in himself, through the thick pink fog still made it very hard to think of anything other than fucking Pecan again and again and again. He had to get them out of there, flee this euphoric nightmare of never ending arousal. His cock was so stiff, almost painfully so, that thick stink keeping his sex drive desperate for more but his body was in agony, begging for it to end.\n\n“Gotta… get away…” Jack had to muster all of his strength and willpower to move in his drained state, every bit of movement either sending those intensely pleasuring tingles through him or pins and needles of pain from the mix of overstimulation and overexertion. Yep, this was probably the only bad part about sex as incredible as this, the afterglow hits way too hard. Under normal circumstances, they could just lay there for a while and all the leftover pleasure would slowly whittle away. But with the continuous haze in the air that kept them peaked with arousal, it just wouldn’t stop, almost as if the haze itself was starting to stimulate their bodies. It was beginning to become a terrifying feeling as the entire clearing soon became completely shrouded in a thick pink fog that made it near impossible to see more than a meter or so in front of them. At that point, it even began to feel as if something… not someone… was feeling up his body, a ghostly touch that began to coil around his aching erection. Jack groaned out, already feeling an amazing pleasure just from that mysterious touch but it was too much, his cock so sensitive from the smells and sex, he couldn’t take it. It made him shudder, it felt so good but the pleasure burned, he needed to get away. It was as if something was wrapping around him, a blanket of sex that slowly trailed its ghostly fingers down his back while more wrapped around him, the hazy fog visibly coiling around Jack’s cock and convulsing around it in a stroking motion that he could [I]feel.[/I] It was as if the haze was being controlled, some otherworldly power that was jerking him off through it, aching bliss violating the Pikachu as the tears began to run down his cheeks from the pain. It was too much pleasure, the male’s body feeling even more restrained by the haze wrapping around his arms and trying to pull him away from the Rescue Pouch.\n\n“N-no…” Jack cried, slowly losing his resolve, his body far too weak to fight back against the pull of the haze. “Why… nnggh… what is this..?” He moaned weakly, his cock pulsing hard in the warmth of the fog that encased his every inch now. It felt as if a dozen tiny tongues were repeatedly flicking up and down his dick without any rhyme or rhythm, just a constant barrage of pleasure that made him feel miserably euphoric. It was the worst best feeling he could ever imagine and his body cried for release from this hell while his mind cried for release of another load. He looked over at Pecan, hoping she fared any better from this strange assault. Unfortunately, she was in just as a bad a state, the tears running from her cheeks, mouth bound by the thick haze with her neck repeatedly bulging as if something thick were fucking her maw. Her arms were bound to her sides by the pink haze with it forming a cock tipped tentacle-like shape that plowed repeatedly into her pussy and ass. They were being used by the aphrodisiac fog as if the fog itself were a living creature, some tentacled beast that had grown thick enough to come to life and attack their bodies. How were they supposed to fight something like this? It already made them horny beyond words and drained them of their strength by making them fuck each other like Lopunny and now the haze itself was fucking them? None of it made sense to them, not like they were able to think or care much about it. It felt so good, it hurt so much, they wanted more but their bodies kept screaming at them to fight back and run away. But they couldn’t, their wills were gone, whatever this vile fog was, it had won. Pecan and Jack were completely at its mercy with pained cries of unbearable ecstasy from the Pikachu sending a third, hard orgasm pumping against the haze that shrouded his dick, spurting straight through it and high into the air before showering down over his own body with audible splats. The Pikachu’s hips bucked and thrust, desperately fucking the fog that now wrapped firmly around his cock like a toy, its soft warmth milking him and giving him an almost fleshy feeling sleeve to rut that orgasm out. Jack’s eyes were completely blank now, tears running pointlessly, drool trailing down his cheeks and chin, fucked into a complete stupor and unable to feel his own body anymore. It was almost like he was watching himself from the sidelines, an out of body experience that the poor chu could do nothing to stop.\n\nPecan didn’t fare any better, her back arched far off the ground, held in place by the haze wrapped around her torso while her sex and ass were pumped by the fog’s cock-shaped girths. It felt so real, as if there were an actual creature touching on her body like this, a Tentacruel or something. The thickness inside of her kept expanding and shrinking, gaping then loosening up on her to keep the Emolga screaming and shaking hard from being violated so ruthlessly by the ferocity of the tentacled fog plowing at all three of her holes with intensity. Her sex sprayed hard, squirting from the abuse that pleasured her against her will so intensely, the Emolga in the same teary eyed, drooling mess as her partner was. Even as she came hard and her poor pussy burned from the constant stimulation, the haze didn’t let up, rapid thrusts hitting so deep inside the Emolga, each hilt bulging her belly in the shape of that lengthy tentacle. She felt like she was actually going to die now, her body completely empty of any energy, incapable of even the slightest thought of resisting, and the tentacles kept going, pumping into her, tickling her g-spot, swiping over her clit, choking her throat, gaping her ass. Pecan had gone completely limp, the light in her eyes fading into dullness, her vision slowly beginning to wan. She managed one last look over at Jack, their once lively gazes now empty of life and hope.\n\n“Signature Kill! [B]HYPER SPOUT HAZE![/B]” The two hear a voice through the white noise, muffled but barely able to make out the words. A loud gushing soon followed and the thick fog began to clear out as massive water spouts shot through the air to dissipate all of the lustful haze. The two electric-types were suddenly freed from the onslaught of tentacles and fell to the ground, barely conscious, maybe even barely alive. The water was refreshing, pouring over their bodies in sprinkles that seeped into fur and skin, extracting any lingering haze that may have gotten into their systems. Pecan and Jack were slowly coming to, soon realizing just how dehydrated the overexertion had made them, the two of them managing to sit up albeit very weakly. “Easy! Don’t move!” The voice called out to them again, vision clearing out to reveal their saviors.\n\n“D-Dwebble..? Staryu..?” Jack spoke weakly, the star Pokemon standing before him with two berries.\n\n“Don’t talk, use your energy to eat these instead.” They placed the berries in Jack’s paws, one Sitrus and one Lum. “The Sitrus Berry will give you a big boost of energy and the Lum will make sure any lingering effects are outta your system.” Jack nodded weakly, starting with the Sitrus. He could still barely move his body, paw struggling to raise itself close enough for him to take a bite out of it. Its juiciness and flavor covered the chu’s tongue but more importantly, Staryu was right about the energy boost. Immediately, he felt strength returning to his body and he practically devoured the berry, feeling revitalized in mere moments. The Lum berry came next, tearing into the berry’s flesh bite after bite until it too was all gone. Not only did the two berries serve their purpose well in purifying the raging arousal fogging his mind and bringing the life back to his eyes but the plumpness of the two berries were very filling and satisfying to eat.\n\n“Haa! That’s the good stuff~” Pecan let out a relieved sigh, able to stand up with ease and stretch her aching muscles… only to immediately collapse back onto her rump as her legs gave out and her poor ass and pussy throbbed with soreness. “Oww! Okay… too much at once, got it, understood. Ow…”\n\n“Staryu, Dwebble, what are you two… how did you–I mean what are you doing here? How’d you know where we were?” Jack questioned their guildmates. The ruby gem in Staryu’s center shimmered as if showing off their confidence before the Star Shaped Pokemon jumped back and struck a pose with Dwebble scuttling over and following suit.\n\n“Wherever danger lurks and duty calls, Team Sea Shanty is always there to answer and serve justice with a side order of style~!” Staryu spoke proudly with a boisterous voice. Dwebble stood at their side, looking a lot less confident compared to the faceless star, smiling nervously at the electric rodents. “Also Chatot told us. You two have been gone all day and he grew increasingly worried about you two especially after you missed dinner.”\n\n“We missed dinner!? What time–i-is it [B]that[/B] late!?” Jack and Pecan looked at each other in disbelief. “How long have we been… Wh-where did the time go?? It didn’t feel like we’d been–were we really… all day??”\n\n“S-seems like it…” Dwebble was blushing deeply, looking at the two cum painted Pokemon. “Umm… Shooting Star, sh-should we… I mean before we take them home… c-clean them up..?”\n\n“Hm? OH.” Staryu looked at their partners again… however that works, Staryu don’t exactly have eyes. “Uh. Yeah, no–yeah, we should do that. A light Water Gun should do it!” Charging themselves up, Staryu’s gem began to glow before exerting a gentle stream onto Jack’s body, helping hose down the chu’s sweat drenched, cum painted fur. Once he was cleaned off, Staru redirected the stream onto Pecan, making extra thorough work of her body to ensure no leftover seed blends in with the white fur on her underside. “There we go, good and clean~ Now we can getcha back home without making any embarrassing fuss. Let’s get outta here before that weird haze comes back. Claws?” Dwebble meeped and nodded, reaching into their bag to pull out their team badge, coming together with Pecan and Jack to teleport back to the guild.\n\n…\n\n“SQUAAAWK!! Where have you two been?! Are you OK!? Are you hurt?! What happened to you two!?” Jack and Pecan watched nervously as Chatot fluttered all over them, examining every bit of their bodies head to tail. Well, almost every bit. “You were just supposed to ask Shaymin about the Burning Urge, why were you gone [B]all day!?[/B] Did something happen? ANSWER!! I was worried sick about you two!”\n\n“S-sorry, Chatot..!” Pecan began, the bird throwing himself onto her and clinging to her as if she were a prized possession someone was trying to take away from him. “We uh… we didn’t find any Shaymin in their village and were going to travel up the mountain to the summit to see if they may have been there but…”\n\n“But??”\n\n“Buuuut… something really… odd happened at the first clearing.” She looked over at Jack with a concerned expression. “There was this strange smell in the air that umm… made me feel uncontrollably horny all of a sudden and then we just kinda ended up succumbing and we uhh… well you know. But that’s not what we’re concerned about.”\n\n“Yes, yes, go on to the important part! I-I don’t want to hear about your… ahem… e-exploits…” Chatot flushed red, still clinging onto the Emolga who was idly patting his head.\n\n“Well… the thing is, that strange smell started getting stronger and stronger and then it started filling the entire clearing in a deep pink fog. I think it was some kind of aphrodisiac? It would explain why it made us feel super horny and uhhh… commit the deed for… [I]hours.[/I] But what’s also concerning is that I don’t think that was the Burning Urge. I was horny sure, but I wasn’t aggressive, I didn’t attack Jack or anything like that. And on top of all that, after we did… [I]do it[/I], we [B]were[/B] satisfied and ready to stop. Our bodies were exhausted but the haze kept our minds desperate and horny.”\n\n“Not just that, there was something else I noticed.” Jack continued, Chatot and Pecan looking over at him. “When we went to rescue that Glameow and went to Apple Woods with Bibarel, I noticed that the Burning Urge also causes Pokemon to have this specific glazed look in their eyes. It’s almost like they’ve been hypnotized in those cartoony fashions with the colored swirls in their eyes. Pecan didn’t have that look in her eye, she just looked horny. I think whatever that haze was is something completely different.”\n\n“Oh! And it also seemed to like, come to life or something when it completely shrouded the entire room!” Pecan brought up, probably the most important information for Chatot. “It was so weird, it felt so real as if someone was actually touching on my body or controlling the fog or something. Aphrodisiac doesn’t just… start grabbing on you and gangraping you with tentacles after all.”\n\n“UWAA!? A haze capable of physical touch?? That’s absurd! But… I have heard of such a thing being capable but…” Chatot started, looking away for a moment. “...That couldn’t be. They don’t usually live in this region…”\n\n“They? Chatot, do you know something about that weird horny fog?” Jack asked, curious to know more.\n\n“Not much but perhaps… I’ve heard of something capable of producing such incredibly powerful pheromones and even being able to control them in thicker quantities like that if things happened the way you said they do. But I know very little on the subject, I’m sorry I can’t provide any more insight…” Chatot stopped, looking down at the ground before turning his gaze back up at the electric-types.\n\n“It’s OK, that’s a good start if anything. We at least know something or some[I]one[/I] both controlled and created that haze.” Pecan gave the bird a reassuring pat on the head.\n\n“But that just makes me more concerned now…” Jack piped up, resting a paw on his chin in thought. “This didn’t happen in some random Mystery Dungeon and we never came across anything like that haze before. It only happened in Shaymin Village, coincidentally the one place where the most likely knowledgeable Pokemon for our Burning Urge problem lives. And if that haze did [I]that[/I] to me and Pecan…” All three of them began to grimace with a dreadful realization. Chatot’s heart sank and a deep fear began to well up inside of him.\n\n“The Shaymin could be in danger…”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Chapter 7: Shaymin Village


“Pecan. Jack. If I may have a moment with you, please?” The electric pair were called to attention by Chatot who motioned them over after the morning briefing closed and everyone had dispersed.

“Chatot? Whatcha need us for? Got a specific job for us?” Pecan asked, curious of what he could have for them. Silently, he motioned the two of them to follow him, leading them back into the dorms, specifically to their own bedroom. “Something private that you don’t want Jigglypuff to hear, I’m guessing?”

“That exactly.” Chatot responded before clearing his voice, “Now, I do have a special job for you two, but first I need to talk to you about recent… findings.” He began to blush a little, looking away and starting to feel the nerves come up. Chatot was never all that big on the sexual nature of Pokemon; sure he’d dabble in sex every once in a while but he was a lot more reclusive and exclusive about it than most Pokemon. It was also just a very embarrassing topic for him that easily got the bird flustered. “Do you two remember your first job? The Treecko you went to rescue that resulted in bringing a… ahem… rather… indecent Breloom back to the guild with him?”

“Oh, I remember that. She was like, unable to be satisfied even though she had Treecko having sex with her for hours or days straight or something like that.” Jack responded, reminiscing the moments with a smirk. “The scent she let off was… well Pecan knows~”

“Jack, I swear on Arceus’ name, you dork!” She gave her partner a playful shove, the two sharing a little laugh together. “Though… he’s right. Admittedly, the sight and smell of them having so much sex kinda got to us and we ended up at it pretty damn rough–”

“YES YES, QUITE!” Chatot waved his wings frantically at the pair with cheeks flushed red and flustered squawks to get them to shut themselves up. “I get it, I get it! N-no need… no need to recall in such vivid detail! Ack!... The point I’m trying to make is about the Breloom. Was that the only time you encountered a Pokemon in heat to such a dire extent as that?”

“As a matter of fact… now that you mention it, it has occurred a few times now, hasn’t it, Jack?” Neither of the rodents had really quite pieced it together that this could be something out of the ordinary instead of Pokemon just having a huge sex drive spike. In a time like this where Pokemon all around of all types and kinds are having a lot more sex with each other and being much more explorative of one another’s bodies and identities, Pecan didn’t think too much on it. Sure, the two of them thought something about it wasn’t the most normal behavior but they didn’t think it could be something bad. “When we took on a job to rescue a Glameow, Purugly joined up with us to Mt. Horn and, umm… weeeelll…”

“The Glameow was violent. Very violent. She attacked Pecan unprovoked and not like the Tameless do, it wasn’t just some kind of ‘get outta my home’ attack. She pounced and clawed like she wanted Pecan dead. Spouting something about her being greedy or taking me away or something, I don’t really remember what she said but it was like she was fighting for ownership over me ‘cus after she went swiping at Pecan a bit, she turned to me and just… fucked me. Like she demanded it, desired it, she acted like she literally wouldn’t survive unless I got her pregnant? Which is hot–like, that’s really fucking hot, but I mean… it was concerning because it was completely out of nowhere, unprompted, and not a single other Pokemon in the dungeon acted that way so I felt like it couldn’t be chalked up to heat season, though I’m a bit fuzzy on how breeding cycles work…” Jack picked up, explaining the situation to Chatot who listened intently to what they had to share, albeit certainly a blushing mess.

“I-I see… It is very peculiar, perhaps the recent uprise of sexual exploration could be tampering with Pokemon’s more primal urges or their heat cycles, I’m not entirely sure. It wouldn’t be impossible for a worldwide phenomenon like this to cause so. But to make someone so sexually aggressive–so violent like that? It seems very unnatural.” Chatot pondered for a moment on the situation.

“It was definitely unnatural.” Pecan started, taking a seat on her bed beside Chatot. “Purugly, she said that the Glameow was her sister–Mewmee was her name. She said that Mewmee had pretty much zero interest in sex and that her acting out so aggressively like that to fuck was nothing at all like her. I think she even said it wasn’t normal for her to act that way even when she is in heat. Purugly doesn’t really have a reason to lie about her own sister so that’s what tipped me off that maybe these Pokemon experiencing these intense desires might not be a normal thing.”

“And then there was yesterday.” Jack continued, settling himself into his own bed in front of Chatot and Pecan. “We went with Bibarel to Apple Woods for his Perfect Apple supply run–”

“Ah yes, yes, Bibarel told me all about it in… unfortunately very exact detail. It’s one thing to encounter a single Pokemon in such a state but an entire orgy of that size and growing? It’s odd, peculiar… possibly dangerous, even. I don’t know what’s going on but I have a terrible feeling in my gut that this abnormal circumstance may be something more than just… a burning urge. A… burning urge–ah! A fine name for this strange phenomenon. The Burning Urge infection.”

“Burning Urge?” Pecan repeated, head tilted with a raised brow. “Is that what you’re calling it, Chatot?”

“A fitting name, don’t you think? With symptoms to identify the illness as well. The most notable being an endless insatiable desire to mate with a chance at an extremely aggressive sexual disposition, perhaps the breeding instinct running on overdrive with the demand to stake their claim on a mate and defend what they believe to be theirs at all costs for the right to breed or be bred.”

“It does fit… but should we really glorify something like this? Is giving it a name a good idea?” Jack questioned with a touch of concern.

“Nonsense, this isn’t glorifying, it’s merely discovering and creating a diagnosis for what is essentially a new illness or disease that appears to be… spreading among Pokemon. The only problem now is that while there have been encounters with this new illness, we have no idea what causes it, how it spreads, and if it’s contagious. But seeing as you two have been exposed and directly involved multiple times and appear to be not… w-well let’s just say it doesn’t appear to spread through contact with those infected!” Chatot cleared his voice again, taking the moment to recompose himself and wipe a bit of sweat away. “So!... With these recent findings and discoveries, I have a very important mission for the two of you. I want you two to go to Shaymin Village and tell the Shaymin there all about your discoveries and encounters with the Burning Urge.”

“Shaymin Village? Yeah, I know where that is! But why there? What can Shaymin do about this problem?” Pecan looked at Chatot, a paw resting on her chin.

“Shaymin are the Deities of Nature, their powers are the very embodiment of Pokemon nature and instinct, thus they are the most attuned to understanding the sexual urges and cycles of Pokemon as well. Our heat cycles exist today because of the Shaymin of old times in the earliest days of our history. If anyone would know what this possible outbreak is and how to cure it, it would be them. Since you two are the ones in the guild with the most experience with the Burning Urge, it would be most fitting for you two to go and explain the situation and your encounters to them.”

“Alright then, Jack and I will head there right away. We should find some answers pretty quick so this shouldn’t take too long.” Pecan stood up, helping Jack up with her and starting their way out of their room. “We’ll be there and back in no time, Chatot. You can count on us!” The electric duo were out of the room and out of the guild in a heartbeat. Chatot sighed and got up, slowly walking back towards the Guildmaster’s room.

“I sure hope so…”
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“Shaymin Village is pretty far away from Treasure Town. It used to take me a few days of travel to get there but now we can be there in a matter of minutes.” Pecan rolled up their Wonder Map and stored it away in the bag Jack carried for them before pulling out her badge. “These things truly are a world of conveniences for traveling and exploration~”

“Amazing technology, almost like magic if you ask me.” Jack never ceased to be amazed by all the wondrous feats these Pokemon could pull off that he couldn’t imagine humans having been able to do. Not that he could remember, it was more something he just kind of felt. The two were quickly teleported off, halfway across the continent and taken to the base of a large, lush mountain of grassy fields and flowers. Right ahead of them was a small establishment of gardens with a few booths set up and hay beds with crates overflowing with food supplies next to them.

“Shaymin Village, here we are~” Pecan and Jack walked in, the Pikachu looking around in awe at the serene little spot at the foot of the mountain.

“Woooow… this place just feels good. But uhh… shouldn’t there be Shaymin here?” Jack looked around, taking note of the lack of Shaymin around the village. “Or anyone for that matter? Feels like there’d be some sorta welcome committee or… you know… residents.”

“Huh. That is a little odd but not really unexpected, I guess.” Pecan replied, taking a look at one of the unoccupied booths. She ran a finger over the countertop and checked it with growing concern. “Dust… quite a bit of it too. I get the feeling the Shaymin–nobody has been here for a long time now. Maybe they all went ahead to the summit or something, there are tons of Gracidea flowers up there that let Shaymin transform into their sky forme so they probably just forgot to come back down.”

“I dunno… I don’t know anything about this place but if there are more than one Shaymin, I can’t imagine none of them came back. I mean, this is the village part of the mountain from what I’m gathering, this part is their home, why wouldn’t they come back home? I can’t think of anything so interesting that you just forget to go home for days on end unless they all left on some vacation or something.”

“That could be it. I think Shaymin migrate from time to time between parts of the continent, but I don’t think it’s migrating season for them just yet. They should still be here… Though maybe they did just decide to take some sorta vacation, wouldn’t be too uncanny. There’s a lot of base camps that were set up here many years ago by Team Frontier. They were an exploration team that worked for Spinda’s Cafe before they retired a few years ago because of old age. A new Spinda runs the cafe now, he’s the grandson of the Spinda who founded that cafe. He’s really cute and I think you’d like him a lot~”

“A cute Spinda, huh? I think I know that species… they are a pretty cute Pokemon.” Jack blushed a little, imagining what the bunny-like panda could look like.

“I’d tried hitting on him a few times. He’s a massive flirt but I’m out of his league. And by that I mean he’s about as straight as a curly fry.”

“So you’re saying heeeeee’s–”

“The gayest motherfucker to ever gay in all the days of gays I’ve ever gayed… I mean seen.”

“Gay… I’ve got a bit of a soft spot for gay boys..~” Jack started drooling a little, his interest in this Spinda growing by the second. “I’ve seen the entrance to his cafe before too! It’s right outside the guild at the crossroads, that hole in the ground with a ladder leading down into it? Man… I knew I should’ve gone in there sometime, if I knew someone like that was literally living just outside of home, I would’ve been all over that panda day one!”

“Well there’s always time to check him out when we get a day off or a short mission. If we find those Shaymin we could be back at the guild with plenty of afternoon left to do whatever we want, so let’s start climbing this mountain!” Pecan grabbed the Pikachu’s paw and ran ahead, practically dragging the mouse along as he tried to keep up. The 1st Station Pass was easy work, being as short as it was, going through three floors of the mystery dungeon was nothing for them. Although it was a bit peculiar that they didn’t come across a single Pokemon the entire time. In fact, not only was there no Tameless around, there wasn’t even the usual ambient noise of Pokemon living and lurking about the dungeon, it was pure silence save for the occasional gust of wind ruffling the thick grass and bushy walls.

“Jack?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t you think this place is oddly quiet?”

“Uhh I guess? It’s my first time here so I don’t really know.”

“Think about it, we usually at least hear some sorta noise around us in a dungeon, something that basically says Pokemon live here. But this time it was nothing, zip, complete silence. Just you, me, and the wind.”

“Now that you mention it… that is kinda odd. I mean, there’s Shaymin Village, sure. But the whole mountain itself is called Sky Peak based on the map. This mountain doesn’t just belong to Shaymin, right?”

“Yeah, yeah. Last time I was here, this place was bustling with Tameless life. Now it’s just… empty. I’m starting to get concerned, what if the Shaymin didn’t just leave? What if something happened here? What if… what…” Pecan stopped in her tracks and shuddered. Her nose picked up a scent, a strange smell. “What is… that? What is that smell? Jack, do you smell that?”

“Hmm?” Jack took a whiff of the air and tilted his head. It was faint, very faint but it was there. “Yeah… just barely but I can smell it too.”

“Right? It’s like… just the slightest little tickle to my nose that…” The Emolga stopped again, another whiff and another shiver up her spine, this time with a tingling sensation that began to course through her entire body. She bit her lip, tensing a little when that peculiar feeling ran down between her legs and began to ignite a fire in her loins. “J-Jack… it smells… good…”

“Does it? Kinda stinks to me.” Jack covered his nose with a groan so he wouldn’t have to indulge in that scent anymore. It may have been weak but it was a nuisance to the Pikachu. As for the Emolga, it made her huff and pant, her body getting hotter by the second, a low groan rumbling in the back of her throat. Husky, heated, needy… the Emolga couldn’t stop sniffing up that aroma, so little of it yet the effect, the immediate response to her body was so strong, it made her want more, crave more, need more… need more… need… him…

“Jack…” The Pikachu’s ear twitched from the rather husky, deep feminine voice whispering his name from behind. It almost sounded like a completely different person. His fur stood on end, he didn’t know what it was about that voice but it made him feel nervous and uneasy. He had a hunch, a terrible feeling in his gut that he hoped was wrong but he knew there was no other answer. “Jaaaack..~” That husky voice called out to him in that sultry sing-song tune. He gulped, feeling a swelling below. He needn’t look, but he really wanted to. He should just grab his badge and teleport them out but… what if his gut feeling was wrong? She could just be teasing him, right? “C’moooon Jaaaack…~” The Pikachu gulped, he had to turn around. She was calling to him, she wanted something, needed something from him. Maybe she was trying to show him something?

Yeah… she was showing him something, alright. He should’ve just grabbed his badge like he thought at first. Jack turned around and his cock was at full mast in a matter of seconds. The Emolga was laid back, her legs raised and spread, a paw rubbing at her moist, engorged labia, spreading those plump white lips to present the glistening, sweet pink flesh within. Her eyes were glazed over, the usual shimmering sparkle of her bright lime green eyes now looking dull and empty as if she were hypnotized by lust, consumed by it even. Though he noticed that look in her eye was not like that of the Pokemon they encountered infected by the Burning Urge. Was it that faint smell in the air? It just smelled bad to him but did it do this to her? Why did it get Pecan all riled up but it just made Jack want to wretch? And yet… despite himself not feeling any different in his head, his body sure seemed to respond accordingly. His cock ached with desire, the arousal burning within him unlike any horniness he’s ever felt. He couldn’t take his eyes off that sultry slut even if he tried, Pecan looked more beautiful and breedable than she ever has in this very moment! He couldn’t explain why, he just… needed her more than anything. He couldn’t imagine life without this Emolga, more specifically life without drilling load after litter after load into this slut until her belly was as round with cubs as she’d soon be round with his cum.

“C’mon…” She spoke again, her voice dripping with desire. She used her free paw to motion the chu over to her, the other keeping her cunt presented, spread and awaiting that large pole to plunge deep into her fire. “I’m a wildfire and you’ve got the only hose that can put me out..~” Jack’s body responded in kind, the Pikachu panting with need. He may not have been forced into this arousal but he damn sure wasn’t about to deny it. He didn’t need any kind of aphrodisiacs or drugs or whatever the hell that smell did to them, he only needed a good bitch to present and tell him to fuck them and he’d be on them like pink on a Pecha. Jack stood between his partner’s legs, never looking away, their gazes locked with nothing but pure sexual hunger. The two craved to fuck, nothing more nothing less. Pecan’s body yearned for that thick pole, the mere sight of it making her body shiver hard and her cunt throb with pleasure. He hadn’t even touched her yet and the slut felt as if she was getting fucked with sensation, that scent had driven her to the absolute highest possible amount of lust and sensitivity that just feeling his presence was pleasuring. It was almost terrifying the effects of whatever that aroma was had on her and yet it felt too good to care. “Fucking fuck me, Jack..~” Pecan growled hungrily, her tail swiping across the Pikachu’s own. A finger stroked at her clit, keeping her body trembling and her cunt drooling thickly with nectar while she awaited her partner–her man–to take her body as his personal property and make a rutting slave out of her. She couldn’t ask for it more, nothing would make her happier in this moment than to take the corrupted bitch and use her for as long as he desired, for as many loads as he could empty into her every hole.

“Fucking slut…” Jack grunted, not even bothering to show concern for his friend. He knew she wasn’t being herself–even though herself wasn’t much different than this at all. She was being affected by that scent in the air, the smell that he hadn’t even noticed had become stronger, thicker around them to the point of faintly visible trails of pink aura that carried the scent on it. Soon, the two of them were surrounded by this arousing smell, a rich and heavily potent aphrodisiac that made the two of them beyond irresistible to each other. Their minds were immediately rewired into nothing but rutting machines made to fuck and do nothing else. A paw gripped at the midsection of Jack’s cock, holding that rock solid pole firm while guiding the tip to that juicy entrance, the mere touch of his cock to the female’s heated flesh met with faint squelches before he plunged instantly into her with all he had, the resounding SCHLLOORP!! with an echoing SCHPLAP!! of hips to hips and their conjoined roars of pleasure echoing through the empty dungeon clearing.

The pleasure was as pure as it was instant. Pecan’s mind broke in a single thrust as did the dam, a heavy spray of juices painting their crotches as she squirted her fucking brains out. She shook and clung to the male, legs wrapped tight around Jack and arms pulling him down atop of her while he pistoned away through the girl’s climax, listening to her howls and cries with every pump of the hips. She wouldn’t let him stop no matter how overstimulating the sex immediately was, her body rocked by his force, her walls hugging him, refusing to let go even if she wanted him to stop–not like she ever would. Her orgasm only made her hornier, much hornier, she never knew it was possible to desire someone so desperately yet the fire in her loins simply ignited all the more because of that climax. It felt incredible, her sex beaten and battered by Jack’s vicious thrusts, sweat already forming on their bodies as the heat between them hit new highs. Every squelchy, squishy thrust and plap was music to their ears when they weren’t busy howling out for one another, masking the sounds of sex under their loud cries and moans for more of each other. Jack’s thrusts persisted, holding the Emolga down by those thick, juicy thighs of hers, pinning his partner in a mating press for his rutting pleasure. His cock sank so deep in the woman again and again, hitting depths she thought impossible for someone like him yet here he was, every hilt inside the bitch kissing tip to cervix and making her mind explode with ecstasy. Pecan’s paws covered her face, flustered beyond repair with that goofy smile of hers, a euphoric ahegao that had her quaking and writhing beneath the Pikachu’s rut, every thrust into her moderately paced yet the long push and pull of his hips, almost every inch of him leaving her feeling so empty and abandoned only to feel it all drive through her soft, melty insides to kiss that cervix and threaten to pour litters into her womb… ohh the pure bliss of it all~!

Jack’s humps persisted at that pace, the perfect rhythm and mixture of roughness and speed. He needn’t rut like a wild animal, he only needed his bitch well pleasured and fucked proper, something that a good stride could do much better than reckless fucking. Even in the midst of pure aphrodisiac driven desire, with the entire clearing slowly shrouding in a pink, horny haze, Jack’s mind still thought clearly enough to find the most effective method to maximize their pleasure. Maybe it was because that haze only seemed to affect his body and not the mind compared to poor Pecan who was really going through it in every way, unable to resist her instincts and pleading the Pikachu to breed her beyond repair. He could up the pace and make her squeal, but he loved the juicy squish of that plump pussy every time he sank it all in and let his hips rest against hers for just mere moments–the way those juicy, smooth thighs of hers and that plump labia squished up against his hips and crotch each time… God, what a fucking view that was. Everything about this Emolga just drove him mad with lust and he didn’t need the aphrodisiac to make him feel that way, he just fucking loved her on his own. She was really something amazing to him, the ideal partner for a sex loving pokephile like himself. This haze only amplified their natural attraction to each other–it wasn’t like they needed a reason to fuck, if they were horny, they’d just do it. But being egged on, forced even, by the pink haze, it made their sex all the more intense, every nerve on their body, every pleasure receptor turned up to 11 that had the both of them quaking so much, quivering with every movement, moaning out to each other with Pecan’s cries for more and Jack’s grunts of euphoria.

Pecan couldn’t get enough of Jack’s cock, she loved the way he pounded her so right. Though her body yearned for it to be wild and reckless, the way he paced his thrusts to work her over to the best of his abilities was so much better. His cock dug into her walls so right, making her quake and shiver hard while she clamped and milked him constantly, her poor pussy getting tenderized by that huge dick that gaped her just right. Her pussy was already so soft but the way Jack plowed through her like this every time they had sex, he was going to make her insides so mushy and squishy, so perfect for cock to pump and fuck! All she could do was mewl and beg while she came on his dick once again, another splash of juices squirting the male that fucked her through yet another climax, watching the girl writhe and quake while being mating pressed into the soft grass beneath them. Her legs remained wrapped around the chu, keeping that cock from ever pulling out fully, not like Jack ever would unless he’d intended on fucking some other hole. Her sex hugged him so tight while she came on him, tears racing down her sweaty cheeks with blissful cries of pure pleasure driven happiness. Every second was delightful, she couldn’t imagine living without this Pikachu inside of her like this on a daily basis, her poor body so ignited by the forced fire in her loins, her sex sopping wet like a runny faucet, leaving her insides as wet as they were warm and snug, really melting that big dick inside of her cozy furnace of a pussy. So soft and tight, Jack couldn’t stop thrusting no matter what!

“C’mon, big boy… gimme a baby already..~!” Pecan grunted sharply, grinding herself into Jack’s hilt, feeling him rest against her with deep huffs. She felt his every pulse, every throb that coursed up that lengthy rod and shook her to the core with him grinding into her tenderized depths. Her cervix had long since parted for the male to take his big plunge and empty his messes inside of her inner most sacred canal. Though the scent made her as baby crazy as she was sex crazed, the aphrodisiac didn’t put her into a real heat–Jack could bust as many loads in the horny squirrel as he pleased and despite their compatible egg groups, there was no chance of actual impregnation. Not like that would stop either of them from living up the fantasy in the heat of the moment. “Put some fuckin’ mice in me, chu boy~! Put your fuckin’ babies in me!” The lust crazed Emolga sounded less like pleading and more like threatening the Pikachu, not like Jack cared. Her demanding pleas only made him want to knock this bitch up all the more, the chu having let his Pokemon instincts take full charge long ago, riding the waves of bliss with every thrust into the juiciest, squelchiest pussy he’d ever claimed. He could never get tired of this, railing the Emolga whore into the ground with reckless abandon. They’d had sex numberous times now, usually having quickies before bed while everyone is still settling down and mingling about after dinner, using all the background noise to mask their wild fucking. It wasn’t too often they got to bang like this outside of the guild since they were often doing their job or having sex with someone else on the job so getting to be wild and reckless without an ounce of concern for anyone seeing or hearing them was a very welcome change of pace that they were going to milk every second out of. Much like the way Pecan’s sex clung to the Pikachu’s pistoning girth to milk every bit of pleasure out of him.

It would only be a matter of time before Jack would unload his mess into his partner but his thrusts persisted even as he could feel the slow build up in his loins. Climax was approaching for him and he wanted it, he craved that release. The thick stank of aphrodisiac in the air had become so thick that even he couldn’t think straight anymore. Pecan was long gone on the smell, her eyes glazed over and her constant, raunchy howls and orgasms telling all he needed to know. The Emolga’s thick thighs wrapped around the chu’s waist, helping pull him deeper into her slimy sea of silky flesh, pounded down into tenderized softness by the sheer amount of sex the two have been having since they’d met. She was the softest, warmest cunt for him, the perfect fit that he’d fucked into his shape, a tight fitting glove of marshmallowy warmth that hugged every inch of Jack’s length perfectly. Pecan was his ideal female. Jack was her ideal male. Their roars of climactic bliss synced and bodies shook with a pleasure neither could even fathom. “Cumming..! CUMMING… CUMMIIIING!” Jack howled and sent himself plowing through every bit of hugging heat the Emolga clung onto him with, hips pressed to hips as flush as they could get, deep as he could send himself through the writhing electric squirrel and pouring an eruption into her. His balls, heavy and large as they were, pressed hard against the slut’s fat ass and she could feel his sac throb with release much the same as his dick did, every pulsation sending an intense geyser of rich, clingy white straight through the Emolga’s heat and to the back of her womb. Jack’s girth kissed hard against that loosened cervix, watching Pecan quake and break from the incredible pleasure they shared, Pikachu cock dumping rounds and rounds of virile semen straight into the girl’s unprotected womb as she hosed down every inch of cock with a thickly leaky orgasm and made a gushed mess of their crotches squirting violently all the same. Both electric-types were mind broken on each other and the thick pink haze that peaked their sex drives.

Their shared orgasms lasted nearly a minute straight of the rawest pleasure before either began to come down off of such a rush of sensation, their bodies feeling tingly and numb all over, a heavy afterglow washing through their bodies like the staticy feeling of a foot fallen asleep except every tingle felt like their hypersensitive bodies were being stimulated by pleasure shocks that made them both incredibly twitchy against each other. Even pulling out of the Emolga’s flooded pussy felt like bolts of orgasmic pleasure that had both of them moaning hard and trembling until that girthy dick pulled free of the squirrel’s now gaped and runny cunt, a healthy creampie of Pikachu cum thickly, slowly drooling from Pecan’s well abused snatch. The two’s gazes met, both of them in a full aphrodisiac infused daze by now, face flushed red with blush and fur matted by the sweat running excessively off of their bodies. Words were completely lost in the two, nothing more than huffing, gasping for air after so much exertion onto each other, the chubby Pikachu’s cock flexing furiously. His cock looked even harder and angrier, bulging veins plastered all over that completely rigid breeding pole of his. Disgustingly thick and bumpy looking because of all the veins flexing and throbbing in his cock… it was so fucking delicous looking to the needy Emolga. She could pop that fat, cum slathered dick in her mouth and suck the stud off for hours… if she weren’t already getting herself up shakily onto all fours. Face down, ass up, her supple, heart-shaped ass raised on display for the chu. Her sex continued to drool Jack’s mess, seed running slowly down her inner thighs and short legs in streams and trails. She gave her voluptuously large ass a sway, a paw reached back to spank herself, leaving behind a faint red mark from the smack with a sultry huff of desire for more.

“C’mon, stud…” Pecan began, glancing back at the chu with those same, tireless eyes full of need, “I know you ain’t tired after one load..~ Fuck my ass… I know it’s your favorite~” She growled while giving herself another firm smack to the ass, same spot no less. That juicy butt wobbled from the impact, enticing amounts of jiggle that had Jack’s dick throbbing furiously to shut this bitch up and make her a mind broken, howling mess all over again. Sure enough, he was standing and behind the horny Emolga, hotdogging that mountain of ass, cock completely disappearing between those fat fucking ass cheeks of hers with a rough SMACK to those meaty mounds. Nothing but slutty moans and cries from the needy Emolga, that booty rippling like waves in the ocean to every spank and slap Jack gave her. “Mmhaah! Yeah… yeah! Th-that’s the good shit… fuckin’ abuse it, you fuckin’ asshole~!” She shouted lustfully at her partner, throwing those cheeks back to smother that big fat cock of his even more. So much ass swallowing up his cock like this and he hasn’t even inserted himself yet, merely hotdogging this bottom heavy bitch of a slut. Fuck… she really was made for sex with all this ass, he couldn’t stop complimenting it in his mind as he thrust and spank and manhandled all that booty meat. Words simply couldn’t get across just how divine this slut’s butt was, truly unable to take his eyes off of it almost as if Pecan’s rump was as hypnotic as the smell that drove them to fuck like animals. But soon enough, merely hotdogging this perfect ass wasn’t enough, the furious male needing to ravage his bitch, claim his property. He dug his digits deep into all that pliable ass meat to spread the Emolga and reveal the sweat drenched dick between those mounds, the leftover remnants of his nut and her nectar from his cock making a slimy, lubed up mess of fluids between those sweaty ass cheeks, strings and strands of all the mixed bodily fluids clinging to the slut’s ass crack and his cock.

“Dirty bitch… you’re NEVER fucking SATISFIED~!” Jack’s hips drew back, the thick head of his rigid organ kissing and pushing against that tight rim. There was barely any resistance, his slimy cock pushing right through by simply prodding her. Once the head sank in, he emphasized his shout with a rough plunge forward that buried every bit of Pikachu dick into the tightest fire that wrapped even more snug around him. If her pussy was already tightly perfected to be his personal cock warmer to sheath himself into, then her ass was a hand crafted sanctuary that could drive him feral all on its own. They had occasional vaginal sure, Jack thoroughly plowing this slut’s every hole into his personal cum dump, but the amount of anal they had together couldn’t compare. Pecan truly was an anal whore through and through, her most preferred and his as well. She didn’t just have the ass of a goddess, she had the love of anal fit for a booty so fat and tight. His cock was drenched by the sheer amount of sweat in the Emolga’s extra hot tailhole, the blissful burn of that furnace of flesh and warmth sealed around every inch of chu dick that was kept balls deep while his thick thighs and chubby belly squish up against that massive butt of hers. Both of them were a mess of moans, grinding into one another as if it were a competition to outlast their partner, constant clenches perfectly convulsing on the Pikachu’s cock and milking those sensitive nerves with expertise and fine precision. Pecan’s fat butt truly was unrivaled, the two could simply press up against each other like this, grinding and stirring and it would feel better than any other sex with the squirrel’s incredible anal muscle control. The way her walls practically wrapped around that dick and jerked him off in a sense, those convulsing squeezes mixed with their grinding into one another made for the best silky blanket of tenderized flesh that wrung Jack’s cock out all while Pecan herself was deeply pleasured all the same.

Of course, in a lustful craze like this spurred on by the thick haze in the air, Jack refused to remain hilted in an ass as big as this and went for the rut, immediate screams of approval from Pecan with every plap that echoed through the whole clearing. Her booty wobbled like mad while Jack held tight to that fat ass, occasionally smacking those cheeks to get more rippling waves out of his bitch while he fucked her. Oh did he fuck her, that big dick of his tugging to the head then plunging to the base, again and again giving his bitch full thrusts that had her entire body rocking against the soft grassy floor beneath them and all she could do was drool, scream, and cum her fucking brains out from the excessively intense anal sex. “Gggh!! Mmgfffuuughhh… g-ggiiive… giiiive… mmmeeeoollg… e-emmoooolll..~!” Pecan’s sanity broke, the sex was too good, too fucking good. She lost her ability to think, the civility being fucked out of her by Jack’s Arceus blessed cock fit for a Rapidash. The slut couldn’t believe it, she didn’t think sex like this could exist, a pleasure so out of this world, so body numbing, mind shattering. The slutty Emolga had been fucked feral by her best friend. “Mooolg…ggaaaah~!”

“Atta girl… don’t even fucking think… just moan~” Jack encouraged his partner to let the pleasure ruin her, break her through and through. HE wouldn’t stop no matter how much she shook, writhed, and thrashed beneath him in ecstasy. No amount of her orgasms would make the Pikachu ease up on this massive ass of hers, the bitch could take it, she’s endured his wild anal rutting so many times, what was any different about this? Just because some thick sex stank made the Pikachu practically a nearly mindless raping animal didn’t mean he fucked her any differently from what they usually did. It was just… a lot more recklessly violent, that’s all. Though the haze did seem to make their bodies a lot more sensitive and susceptible to pleasure than usual too, which would probably explain why Jack himself could barely keep in touch with his human side at this point, the feral Pikachu in him slowly creeping out with each pump. “Fffuucking… fuuck, y-you can… handle dick.. l-like… thhiiiiik-kaaaaa… chhaaaaa..~” There he went, Jack’s sanity lost all the same. The two electric-types were completely feral, mating, rutting, plowing, not a thought in those emptied minds other than have sex, have sex, have sex. Pecan dug her fingers into the soft dirt and soil, trying anything to sturdy and steady herself against the Pikachu’s violent humps that started rocking her along the floor. Jack plowed that ass with all the desire to fill her up as if trying to impregnate her all the same, try as much as he liked. The Pikachu’s feral brain couldn’t discern anal from vaginal, it all felt like the same earth shattering ecstasy and sweaty, silky soft milking tightness to him by now. Pummeling the horny squirrel through the clearing, he simply took his steps to keep the bitch between his legs, the sex so rough he was now dragging his partner all over the clearing with his violent thrusts against that butt.

He’d soon get her against the wall and lift the bitch, pinned and grabbing her by the wrists, pulling them behind her like a leash attached to a collar and keeping her steady while he drilled his partner’s ass. It was nothing but the gushing, loud whap and slap of sex with the feral cries of “Pikaaaaa! Chuuu piii pikaaaa~!” and the howling screams of “Moooolll~! E-emol emmmooool mmooool~!”, the two long lost to pleasure with no other desire than to cum and relieve themselves. Pecan had long since lost track of how many orgasms she’d had, puddles and trails of her juices all over the clearing floor from their sex getting them around. Jack wasn’t far off, gritting his teeth, his cock’s throbs becoming more intense, more frequent. He lost the rhythm, the desperation for climax overtaking him and sending his hips crashing against the bitch’s large ass with whatever amount of force and violence he could muster to rail this screaming bitch into permanent submission. A few more vicious hammering humps into that butt and Jack was balls deep all over again, his fat sac now squished up against the slutty Emolga’s soaked and engorged vaginal lips while he poured another vicious round of white deep, deep inside of his onahole. Both of them were numb, silent orgasms that took their breath away, bodies perfectly still as the strongest crash of pleasure was sent through the both of them that made the entire world around them melt into empty white noise and voids of nothingness. In that very moment, as endless ribbons of Pikachu cream fed into that huge ass, the two of them were the entire world, the shattered electric-types unable to see nor hear nothing but each other’s pulses, their heartbeats, the gurgles of cum pumping so loudly and audibly into that fat fucking ass. Time felt like a slow crawl to the both of them, explosive orgasms that rattled their senses and left the two collapsed into the puddles of pussy juice and sweat they’d left behind.

Heaving and gasping, the two felt like they were going to die from the incredible overexertion, the nonstop pleasure beating at their bodies draining them of their very life energy. At least that’s how it felt to them, truly the nirvana horny breeders like themselves always sought after. Even as the two were barely clinging to consciousness, focused solely on keeping themselves breathing, Jack was still painting that ass with cum, pumping and throbbing for oh so long before the two finally came down again and that fat dick slipped out with a final burst of nut pumped hard from his cock all over that juicy Emolga ass. The two were drenched in sweat and cum, laying in heaps near one another and having lost all motor function with the heavy tingles of afterglow racing through their entire bodies again. All they could do was pant and groan, their sex having ended but the pleasure far from gone, the lingering sensations feeling as if they were still fucking each other. With all of his strength, Jack managed to shift his gaze over at their Rescue Pouch that was laying on the ground nearby. With the two of them fucked out of it, the Pikachu had managed to recollect some level of sanity in himself, through the thick pink fog still made it very hard to think of anything other than fucking Pecan again and again and again. He had to get them out of there, flee this euphoric nightmare of never ending arousal. His cock was so stiff, almost painfully so, that thick stink keeping his sex drive desperate for more but his body was in agony, begging for it to end.

“Gotta… get away…” Jack had to muster all of his strength and willpower to move in his drained state, every bit of movement either sending those intensely pleasuring tingles through him or pins and needles of pain from the mix of overstimulation and overexertion. Yep, this was probably the only bad part about sex as incredible as this, the afterglow hits way too hard. Under normal circumstances, they could just lay there for a while and all the leftover pleasure would slowly whittle away. But with the continuous haze in the air that kept them peaked with arousal, it just wouldn’t stop, almost as if the haze itself was starting to stimulate their bodies. It was beginning to become a terrifying feeling as the entire clearing soon became completely shrouded in a thick pink fog that made it near impossible to see more than a meter or so in front of them. At that point, it even began to feel as if something… not someone… was feeling up his body, a ghostly touch that began to coil around his aching erection. Jack groaned out, already feeling an amazing pleasure just from that mysterious touch but it was too much, his cock so sensitive from the smells and sex, he couldn’t take it. It made him shudder, it felt so good but the pleasure burned, he needed to get away. It was as if something was wrapping around him, a blanket of sex that slowly trailed its ghostly fingers down his back while more wrapped around him, the hazy fog visibly coiling around Jack’s cock and convulsing around it in a stroking motion that he could feel. It was as if the haze was being controlled, some otherworldly power that was jerking him off through it, aching bliss violating the Pikachu as the tears began to run down his cheeks from the pain. It was too much pleasure, the male’s body feeling even more restrained by the haze wrapping around his arms and trying to pull him away from the Rescue Pouch.

“N-no…” Jack cried, slowly losing his resolve, his body far too weak to fight back against the pull of the haze. “Why… nnggh… what is this..?” He moaned weakly, his cock pulsing hard in the warmth of the fog that encased his every inch now. It felt as if a dozen tiny tongues were repeatedly flicking up and down his dick without any rhyme or rhythm, just a constant barrage of pleasure that made him feel miserably euphoric. It was the worst best feeling he could ever imagine and his body cried for release from this hell while his mind cried for release of another load. He looked over at Pecan, hoping she fared any better from this strange assault. Unfortunately, she was in just as a bad a state, the tears running from her cheeks, mouth bound by the thick haze with her neck repeatedly bulging as if something thick were fucking her maw. Her arms were bound to her sides by the pink haze with it forming a cock tipped tentacle-like shape that plowed repeatedly into her pussy and ass. They were being used by the aphrodisiac fog as if the fog itself were a living creature, some tentacled beast that had grown thick enough to come to life and attack their bodies. How were they supposed to fight something like this? It already made them horny beyond words and drained them of their strength by making them fuck each other like Lopunny and now the haze itself was fucking them? None of it made sense to them, not like they were able to think or care much about it. It felt so good, it hurt so much, they wanted more but their bodies kept screaming at them to fight back and run away. But they couldn’t, their wills were gone, whatever this vile fog was, it had won. Pecan and Jack were completely at its mercy with pained cries of unbearable ecstasy from the Pikachu sending a third, hard orgasm pumping against the haze that shrouded his dick, spurting straight through it and high into the air before showering down over his own body with audible splats. The Pikachu’s hips bucked and thrust, desperately fucking the fog that now wrapped firmly around his cock like a toy, its soft warmth milking him and giving him an almost fleshy feeling sleeve to rut that orgasm out. Jack’s eyes were completely blank now, tears running pointlessly, drool trailing down his cheeks and chin, fucked into a complete stupor and unable to feel his own body anymore. It was almost like he was watching himself from the sidelines, an out of body experience that the poor chu could do nothing to stop.

Pecan didn’t fare any better, her back arched far off the ground, held in place by the haze wrapped around her torso while her sex and ass were pumped by the fog’s cock-shaped girths. It felt so real, as if there were an actual creature touching on her body like this, a Tentacruel or something. The thickness inside of her kept expanding and shrinking, gaping then loosening up on her to keep the Emolga screaming and shaking hard from being violated so ruthlessly by the ferocity of the tentacled fog plowing at all three of her holes with intensity. Her sex sprayed hard, squirting from the abuse that pleasured her against her will so intensely, the Emolga in the same teary eyed, drooling mess as her partner was. Even as she came hard and her poor pussy burned from the constant stimulation, the haze didn’t let up, rapid thrusts hitting so deep inside the Emolga, each hilt bulging her belly in the shape of that lengthy tentacle. She felt like she was actually going to die now, her body completely empty of any energy, incapable of even the slightest thought of resisting, and the tentacles kept going, pumping into her, tickling her g-spot, swiping over her clit, choking her throat, gaping her ass. Pecan had gone completely limp, the light in her eyes fading into dullness, her vision slowly beginning to wan. She managed one last look over at Jack, their once lively gazes now empty of life and hope.

“Signature Kill! HYPER SPOUT HAZE!” The two hear a voice through the white noise, muffled but barely able to make out the words. A loud gushing soon followed and the thick fog began to clear out as massive water spouts shot through the air to dissipate all of the lustful haze. The two electric-types were suddenly freed from the onslaught of tentacles and fell to the ground, barely conscious, maybe even barely alive. The water was refreshing, pouring over their bodies in sprinkles that seeped into fur and skin, extracting any lingering haze that may have gotten into their systems. Pecan and Jack were slowly coming to, soon realizing just how dehydrated the overexertion had made them, the two of them managing to sit up albeit very weakly. “Easy! Don’t move!” The voice called out to them again, vision clearing out to reveal their saviors.

“D-Dwebble..? Staryu..?” Jack spoke weakly, the star Pokemon standing before him with two berries.

“Don’t talk, use your energy to eat these instead.” They placed the berries in Jack’s paws, one Sitrus and one Lum. “The Sitrus Berry will give you a big boost of energy and the Lum will make sure any lingering effects are outta your system.” Jack nodded weakly, starting with the Sitrus. He could still barely move his body, paw struggling to raise itself close enough for him to take a bite out of it. Its juiciness and flavor covered the chu’s tongue but more importantly, Staryu was right about the energy boost. Immediately, he felt strength returning to his body and he practically devoured the berry, feeling revitalized in mere moments. The Lum berry came next, tearing into the berry’s flesh bite after bite until it too was all gone. Not only did the two berries serve their purpose well in purifying the raging arousal fogging his mind and bringing the life back to his eyes but the plumpness of the two berries were very filling and satisfying to eat.

“Haa! That’s the good stuff~” Pecan let out a relieved sigh, able to stand up with ease and stretch her aching muscles… only to immediately collapse back onto her rump as her legs gave out and her poor ass and pussy throbbed with soreness. “Oww! Okay… too much at once, got it, understood. Ow…”

“Staryu, Dwebble, what are you two… how did you–I mean what are you doing here? How’d you know where we were?” Jack questioned their guildmates. The ruby gem in Staryu’s center shimmered as if showing off their confidence before the Star Shaped Pokemon jumped back and struck a pose with Dwebble scuttling over and following suit.

“Wherever danger lurks and duty calls, Team Sea Shanty is always there to answer and serve justice with a side order of style~!” Staryu spoke proudly with a boisterous voice. Dwebble stood at their side, looking a lot less confident compared to the faceless star, smiling nervously at the electric rodents. “Also Chatot told us. You two have been gone all day and he grew increasingly worried about you two especially after you missed dinner.”

“We missed dinner!? What time–i-is it that late!?” Jack and Pecan looked at each other in disbelief. “How long have we been… Wh-where did the time go?? It didn’t feel like we’d been–were we really… all day??”

“S-seems like it…” Dwebble was blushing deeply, looking at the two cum painted Pokemon. “Umm… Shooting Star, sh-should we… I mean before we take them home… c-clean them up..?”

“Hm? OH.” Staryu looked at their partners again… however that works, Staryu don’t exactly have eyes. “Uh. Yeah, no–yeah, we should do that. A light Water Gun should do it!” Charging themselves up, Staryu’s gem began to glow before exerting a gentle stream onto Jack’s body, helping hose down the chu’s sweat drenched, cum painted fur. Once he was cleaned off, Staru redirected the stream onto Pecan, making extra thorough work of her body to ensure no leftover seed blends in with the white fur on her underside. “There we go, good and clean~ Now we can getcha back home without making any embarrassing fuss. Let’s get outta here before that weird haze comes back. Claws?” Dwebble meeped and nodded, reaching into their bag to pull out their team badge, coming together with Pecan and Jack to teleport back to the guild.

…

“SQUAAAWK!! Where have you two been?! Are you OK!? Are you hurt?! What happened to you two!?” Jack and Pecan watched nervously as Chatot fluttered all over them, examining every bit of their bodies head to tail. Well, almost every bit. “You were just supposed to ask Shaymin about the Burning Urge, why were you gone all day!? Did something happen? ANSWER!! I was worried sick about you two!”

“S-sorry, Chatot..!” Pecan began, the bird throwing himself onto her and clinging to her as if she were a prized possession someone was trying to take away from him. “We uh… we didn’t find any Shaymin in their village and were going to travel up the mountain to the summit to see if they may have been there but…”

“But??”

“Buuuut… something really… odd happened at the first clearing.” She looked over at Jack with a concerned expression. “There was this strange smell in the air that umm… made me feel uncontrollably horny all of a sudden and then we just kinda ended up succumbing and we uhh… well you know. But that’s not what we’re concerned about.”

“Yes, yes, go on to the important part! I-I don’t want to hear about your… ahem… e-exploits…” Chatot flushed red, still clinging onto the Emolga who was idly patting his head.

“Well… the thing is, that strange smell started getting stronger and stronger and then it started filling the entire clearing in a deep pink fog. I think it was some kind of aphrodisiac? It would explain why it made us feel super horny and uhhh… commit the deed for… hours. But what’s also concerning is that I don’t think that was the Burning Urge. I was horny sure, but I wasn’t aggressive, I didn’t attack Jack or anything like that. And on top of all that, after we did… do it, we were satisfied and ready to stop. Our bodies were exhausted but the haze kept our minds desperate and horny.”

“Not just that, there was something else I noticed.” Jack continued, Chatot and Pecan looking over at him. “When we went to rescue that Glameow and went to Apple Woods with Bibarel, I noticed that the Burning Urge also causes Pokemon to have this specific glazed look in their eyes. It’s almost like they’ve been hypnotized in those cartoony fashions with the colored swirls in their eyes. Pecan didn’t have that look in her eye, she just looked horny. I think whatever that haze was is something completely different.”

“Oh! And it also seemed to like, come to life or something when it completely shrouded the entire room!” Pecan brought up, probably the most important information for Chatot. “It was so weird, it felt so real as if someone was actually touching on my body or controlling the fog or something. Aphrodisiac doesn’t just… start grabbing on you and gangraping you with tentacles after all.”

“UWAA!? A haze capable of physical touch?? That’s absurd! But… I have heard of such a thing being capable but…” Chatot started, looking away for a moment. “...That couldn’t be. They don’t usually live in this region…”

“They? Chatot, do you know something about that weird horny fog?” Jack asked, curious to know more.

“Not much but perhaps… I’ve heard of something capable of producing such incredibly powerful pheromones and even being able to control them in thicker quantities like that if things happened the way you said they do. But I know very little on the subject, I’m sorry I can’t provide any more insight…” Chatot stopped, looking down at the ground before turning his gaze back up at the electric-types.

“It’s OK, that’s a good start if anything. We at least know something or someone both controlled and created that haze.” Pecan gave the bird a reassuring pat on the head.

“But that just makes me more concerned now…” Jack piped up, resting a paw on his chin in thought. “This didn’t happen in some random Mystery Dungeon and we never came across anything like that haze before. It only happened in Shaymin Village, coincidentally the one place where the most likely knowledgeable Pokemon for our Burning Urge problem lives. And if that haze did that to me and Pecan…” All three of them began to grimace with a dreadful realization. Chatot’s heart sank and a deep fear began to well up inside of him.

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