Plasma looked down at the Emolga with irritation as she scoffed at him. In his paws was a Perfect Apple, one of the tastiest, juiciest apples an explorer could find in only but so many treacherous and dangerous dungeons in the world and he’d come across this very one by a stroke of pure luck. And now here was this bratty flying squirrel, trying to con [I]his[/I] apple off of him and showing zero remorse for her entitled attitude. At the very least, she could offer a fair exchange, a bribe, something [I]worth[/I] his time and reward. He could put this thing up for auction and make bank off of this mere apple and she had the nerve… the [B]gall…[/B]

“Look, I’m just sayin’, us Emolga, we’re apple connoisseurs, we know the true value of an apple and that specimen you’ve got there is far beyond the worthiness of your grimy little… flipper things, whatever you wanna call those [I]paws[/I] you walking [I]lighthouses[/I] have.” She turned her head in a posh manner with another scoff, acting like some rich punk who thinks money can buy their way out of anything and everything. Plasma merely growled, the Ampharos not only disapproving of her tone but really getting ticked by her insult towards not just him but his entire race. Who the hell did this bitch think she was? Talking down on a species that could put her kind into the ground in a matter of seconds. A lowly bitch like her would fit better as a cock sleeve for an Ampharos…

With a raised brow, suddenly, a proposition came to Plasma mind, lips curling upward in a smirk. She wanted to act like a bitch? He’d happily treat her as so. And maybe, [B]maybe[/B] he’ll take her up on a deal of his own for his Perfect Apple. “Alright. You want this apple so bad?” The Emolga’s eyes lit up, assuming she’d just gotten her way. Was he really going to accept her offer? Her hypocritical bullshit of a mere 1000 Poké for a Perfect Apple? Sure, know the value of an apple then stiff someone short of a very delicious, nutritious, and highly coveted food such as this. [I]They’re sold on extremely rare cases at very few Kecleon shops for a mere 1000 so taking it off your… [/I][B][I]you[/I][/B][I] for that price seems only fair.[/I] Arceus, even replaying her words in his head, he could hear her obnoxiously snooty tone. Entitled bitch.

She didn’t deserve this apple. No. Fuck that idea. Brats like her need a life lesson in consequences. She may not have done anything physical to him, but all that mouth would get much worse in someone didn’t teach her sooner or later. Plus… that thought of making her a cock sleeve kept playing out in his head and maybe it was because of how long it’d been since he’d last been laid but this annoying bitch was starting to tick something else inside of him. A kink. A [I]preference[/I].

“If this apple is so valuable then you gotta give me something equal to its worth.” Plasma snickered, wanting to entertain the idea and see just how she’d react or if she’d even bother negotiating.

“Excuse me!?” The Emolga growled and swatted her paw at the air in front of him disapprovingly. “You’re asking a whole lot outta me. You want something of equal value? You got to talk to me, [B]boy~[/B]” She chortled, the only one who found her smug ass attitude amusing. Plasma merely shook his head. Yeah, teach this bitch a life changing lesson before someone else decides to teach her a life [I]ending[/I] one. But when he’s done with her, they might just be one and the same because he [I]really[/I] didn’t fucking care for her right now. And his cock was getting quite interested in his desire for punishment sex.

The consequences of [I]his[/I] actions can come later. But now it’s time for [I]hers.[/I]

“Alright, [B]bitch.[/B]” Plasma dropped the apple carelessly, getting a shocked yelp of dismay from the Emolga.

“What the [I]fuck[/I] are you doing?!” She screeched at him, about to lunge for the apple and take it a way before she was grabbed by him with a growl. “Uwaa?! Paws off, you disgusting swine! Have you any idea who you’re dealing with!?”

“Nope.” Plasma lifted the Emolga with ease, being twice as tall as her, he easily had the female shoved to the nearest tree and finally silenced her annoying voice with a forced kiss. Her eyes shot open and she struggled in his hold, disgusted cries muffled by the male’s long, thick tongue invading deep into her maw, sloppily swirling the Emolga’s own organ as she shook and slowly weakened as he pushed down her throat as if feeding on her very essence with that intense kiss. The cracked, emerald gem atop the Ampharos’ forehead began to glow with a dark energy of green and black aura, crackling electricity pulsing within the busted gem that radiated a very sinister energy, the matching cracked emerald at the tip of his tail following suit. While it gave off a very menacing and evil vibe to the Ampharos, as did his pure black eyes staring her down with impure desires, Plasma wasn’t exactly a bad guy or a villain. He was just able to look the part, a great intimidation factor when it came to battles. Though in this case, it helped in taking what he wanted from an undeserving bitch.

Although Plasma wasn’t a bad guy, many probably wouldn’t necessarily call him a good guy either. Considering… well, he’s about to rape a female. But she totally deserves it, right? That’s what he told himself at least. Not like he needed to excuse his behavior, this is the Pokemon world. You fend for yourself and those you care for or you succumb to the strong who take what is theirs. And right now, this brat was his and there was nothing she could do about it but succumb to his power and desire as the kiss broke and he had her pinned to the ground now.

“Gaah!… You… you vile [I]ruffian![/I] Officer Magnezone will have you behind bars for life for this!” She growled, trying to catch her breath after such a deep and forceful french kissing had stolen the air from her lungs. Plasma merely scoffed at her, his rigid, emerald green flesh standing tall between his stubby legs, the male growling at her with his girth coated in veins, showing off the pent up nature of the horny Ampharos. Emolga’s face went red at the sight of his lengthy spire and she gulped. That thing was [I]huge[/I] for her species! “Wh-what—wa-w-wait a second, you… you!… There’s no way you’re gonna put [I]that[/I] inside me, you… it reaches my chest, you [B]animal![/B] Use your damn common sennNnaNAaAH!” Emolga shrieked and her blush darkened. She certainly wasn’t expecting this but Arceus be damned it was so [B]disgusting![/B] Held down by this bastard Ampharos while he shoved all that tongue into her cunt, slithering deep into her pure and sanctified cavern so recklessly while his lips pressed upon hers, now french kissing her vagina like a food deprived homeless ‘mon. His growls vibrated the thick tongue within her and she shook like mad as forced pleasure assaulted her down to the core, biting her lip hard to suppress any sign of enjoyment or pleasure. She wouldn’t give it to him, he didn’t deserve it and she wouldn’t ever degrade and defile her pride by allowing herself to enjoy being forced upon like this.

But Arceus, that fucking tongue was violating her so [B]good.[/B]

“T-take it out! You [B]pig[/B]! Has anyone ever taught you how to treat a woman!? Ghh!” Emolga tried to struggle, to push away, use her electricity, do anything to make him stop. But it was all a fruitless effort, the pleasure that his thick, vibrating tongue provided sapping her clean of energy while her electric charge only pleasured the male and made him growl louder which, in turn, pleasured [I]her[/I] harder. Soon, he’d tug his tongue out halfway, twisting and spinning it with a loud rumbling in the back of his throat, really assaulting this bitch and finally forcing her dignity into the dirt with a screeching cry of undeniable pleasure from the Emolga. A paw darted straight down to her clit without a second thought as pure instinct conquered her body with a spray of nectar squirting violently from her vagina and all over Plasma’s face while his tongue continued its deep raping licks and twists within the now cumming flying squirrel.

“KYAAAA~!! You… M-MMNNHH MMMOOONSTER!!” She moaned out loudly, trying to sound disapproving but only further embarrassing herself from the unwanted pleasure that electrified her entire body. Heavy huffs and panting followed with Plasma finally slithering out of her scrumptiously sweet cunt, dropping the bitch onto the ground with that evil smirk of his again and his cock looking even more swollen with arousal after such a delicious feast. Without giving her time to recover, he had her pinned again, his dick aimed for that sopping wet and engorged labia now, pushing the tapered tip of his angry emerald upon her unwanting snatch and getting a pleasured gasp from the currently hypersensitive female.

“W-w-wait! No… n-no don’t! It’s too big! You… [B]p-please!![/B] I-I-I’m… [I]sorry![/I]” Huh, sounds like a first to him. Someone like her apologizing? That’s about as rare as being born with the valuable Pokérus infection. But her baseless apologies to escape an unwanted situation wouldn’t deter the now borderline feral male who craved nothing more than relief. By now, he’d completely forgotten [I]why[/I] he was doing this, only caring about the [I]what[/I]. And [I]what[/I] he wanted was a good, snug hole to bury all this pent up frustration in.

“E-EMOOOL!!” A shrill cry was choked out of Emolga while a pleasured roar escaped Plasma. Pure heat enveloped every inch of him from tapered tip to thick base that stretched the female around his size. While raw ecstasy rattled the Ampharos from head to toe, the stinging mixture of burning pain and explosive pleasure broke through the Emolga’s small frame, the male’s size feeling like it was tearing through her while the stimulation to her still hypersensitive vagina made her feel the wildest pleasure fresh after a heavy orgasm. And she hated every bit of it. She didn’t know if she’d rather be in agony or forced to feel good, but regardless of which happened, the blow to her pride and ego was immense.

Carelessly, Plasma began a swift fuck pummeling into the slick depths of this sassy bitch, listening to her screeches and cries that were most definitely not only from pain. He snickered, watching her writhe and uselessly push her tiny paws against his soft belly while he pumped her, deep, strong thrusts rocking her entire world and violating her with a visible bulge in her gut each time he buried his bone. “Mmhfffuuck! That’s a good cunt you got on you~ Bratty bitches like you must be the [B]best[/B] lays!” Plasma moaned aloud, careless of who saw or heard. Sure, she could report him to Officer Magnezone and he’d probably get a bounty on his head for being a rapist but the likelihood of his criminal act reaching that level of severity was quite low.

This was the Pokemon world after all. While civilization among Pokemon has grown drastically to that somewhat similar of humans in other worlds, Pokemon were still Pokemon. Wild, powerful animal-like creatures with instincts, cravings, and desires that should be sated. Sex was much more prominent in this world of explorers and adventurers and rescue teams and whatnot. If someone saw you as a good fuck, you either submit or fight back and you’d better win or that’s just nature’s way of saying this is what you deserve.

Rape happened often in the world because of that. While the majority of cases were completely consensual from all parties involved, it was inevitable that there’d sometimes be a denying party and instead of searching for a new partner for a quick lay, some would insist on wanting them in particular then take what they feel is owed to them. Such is the way Plasma treated this Emolga and he snickered between pleasured growls as he could feel her cunt grow more wet than it was when he’d started. And that was a lot more than just his dribbles of precum.

“You’re fucking [B]wet![/B]” He taunted the female who’s face was as red as roses. She looked away and shouted something at him that he didn’t bother listening to, shame overtaking her as she couldn’t deny that, against her will, the pain had subsided and her body adjusted to the large, green cock abusing her. Now was only the constant burning tingle of pleasure with his every thrust and her struggles to hold back failed as moans began to slip through despite her continued protests or pointless struggles against the rutting electric-type. “Feels good… tastes good… [B]smells[/B] good… grrrhh… you’re not just getting off on this, bitch…” The realization was starting to come through to Plasma. Oh yeah… it all made sense to him now. Maybe she was just an annoying brat through and through but regardless of if this was who she was or not, her attitude, the wetness, her body’s quick submission to pleasure despite being raped…

“You’re in [B]heat[/B], ain’tcha~!” He finally spoke it and it was like a dagger twisted into Emolga’s pride. But then, with him calling her out, she suddenly realized what that meant. She’d been so caught up in the moment, being violated, forced upon, and given feelings she didn’t want out of this brute that she had completely forgotten that being in heat and taken like this meant… “Ohh yeah, I’ll give you a lesson that’ll [B]live[/B] with ya for a loooong time~” The pulses in his cock, the recklessness of his fucking, he was losing that beating rhythm that pounded against her time and again like drums. Fuck…he was about to cum! And as she cried out to him in denial, her body saw it fit to start clamping and milking, instinct craving his load, her heated and loosened cervix aching for him to pierce through and feed into her fertile canal.

“N-no! NO!! Don’t you dare—p-pull it out, you [I]bitch![/I] I will noo-o—aaahhnn~!! I will n-not accept this!! S-SSTOOOP—AAAH M-MOOOL [B]EMOOOL~![/B]” In her failed attempts at pleading and demanding the Ampharos not cum inside, she ended up cumming again herself, another heavy squirting all over his belly while he fucked her and listened to the sloshing of her thickly drooling vagina, writhing beneath him in overstimulated euphoria as nothing but pure ecstasy sounded in her tone with each moan or cry.

“Ffuuuck, that’s it, bitch!~ Let it out! [B]Let it OUT~![/B]” A heavy roar and one last slam forward sent Plasma home inside the Emolga as he shook and let himself go, a thick pool of spilling, spurting seed making a mess of Emolga’s fertile and unprotected pussy, his tip easily pierced through her deepest sanctuary to empty out his balls right into her egg chamber, filling her womb up with globs of all that creamy, virile breeding fluid until the trembling Emolga’s eyes rolled up and her belly had a slight bump from the excessive load of semen inside of her, soon to be replaced with the bump of an egg growing within her.

He tugged out, finishing himself off over the sassy bitch’s body, plastering the remaining ropes of nut over her belly, chest, and face before letting out a relieved sigh with the last bit of nut oozing onto her spend, creampied vagina. “Ohooohh yeah… let that be a lesson, bitch… to learn how to talk to a ‘mon or [I]this’ll[/I] happen again.” He pressed down carelessly on Emolga’s gut, making her yelp out as Plasma’s cum began to expel out of her like a running faucet. She groaned from how pleasurable and relieving it felt for him to do that and looked away, as red in the face as ever with shame. The Ampharos snickered, walking over to pick up his Perfect Apple. He thought of taking it with him and leaving her with nothing still, but after finding out the girl was in season and most certainly soon to be carrying, he figured she’d need the extremely nutritional value of the giant apple to give her all the health and energy to bare a strong child.

“Raise that egg well. Maybe being a parent will teach you some manners. Hope that Perfect Apple was worth it~” Plasma snickered and walked off, the Emolga and his child soon to be just another passing encounter. As the Ampharos left the raped and impregnated Emolga behind, she reached a shaky paw down to rub her belly gently, blushing mad and slowly sitting herself up. She looked over at the apple he’d left her with and suddenly cared less about its monetary value and a lot more about its nutritional value. Without a second thought, she sunk her teeth right into it and immediately felt a fresh wave of satisfying pleasure take her over in the first of many more bites to come.

She looked towards the distance where the Ampharos was but a mere yellow speck almost out of sight and she licked her lips, Plasma’s signature smirk now adorning her face.

“...Worth every thrust~” She’d make certain he would see her again.