[center][B]Hive Mind
Chapter 1 – Cactus Juice[/B][/center]

Dewott groaned, his body hot and feeling dry. Why didn’t he heed the warnings on the morning forecast? Why didn’t he just stay home where it was cool and he had plenty of water to keep himself hydrated and in check? He could have postponed this trek for another day when it wouldn’t be nearly as hot, or at least towards the evening when it starts to get cold. His stubborn nature was going to be the death of him one of these days and it was beginning to look like today.

This Dewott was a bit of an oddity in his species. It wasn’t often one would find a water-type living in a desert town yet here he was. He quite favored the heat, in fact. Though the major problem was his incompatibility with excessive amounts of it. Like fire-types exposed to large pools of water for too long, Dewott’s inner water supply would begin to be consumed from the excessive amount of sweating the blistering desert heat caused. While he could withstand it for much longer than most other Pokemon due to his water-typing, he would still need to resupply himself sooner or later, his internal water was finite.

He didn’t think it would be [I]this[/I] hot, though. Sure, the weather called for dangerously high heat today, higher than normal in an already blazing desert, but he thought he’d be fine! Apparently, packing and carrying [B]three gallons[/B] worth of water for extra hydration [I]wasn’t[/I] enough. He’d gone and sweat it all back out faster than you could say Alola. On top of that, strong winds earlier had blown away his map so the poor guy was dehydrated [B]and[/B] lost!

Now here he was, at his wit’s end, ready to give up, cursing himself for not abiding by the weather advisory warnings. His vision was beginning to go blurry and his body felt like lead, getting heavier by the second. He wasn’t even able to sweat anymore, the Dewott truly on the verge of meeting an untimely end. He fell to his knees, unable to take another step forward, panting and gasping. Even breathing was starting to get tough on him; this was it for him, he wasn’t going to make it…

His ear twitched at the faint noise of what sounded like… maracas? Some sort of rattling and shaking noise. Looking up from the sea of sand, a mesh of greens danced towards him in the fading blue and yellows of his surroundings before the Dewott’s vision went black and he finally collapsed, passed out in the sand with the sound of rattling maracas being the last thing he heard.

…

Dewott groaned, slowly coming to after what was easily the worst rest he’d ever had. Firstly, he was surprised to see himself awakening to begin with; wasn’t he knocking on death’s door just earlier in the middle of the desert? Speaking of, as his vision came to, he noticed he was no longer outside. Instead, he was in some unfamiliar home, definitely not his own and neither was it the design and infrastructure his town’s buildings were known for. While his little desert city built their buildings and homes of hardened sand and sandstone, this building was built with brick and mossy stone. The interior was a bit dark from the lack of any artificial lighting, the curtain covered window to his right being the only light source in the room. He noticed there was still light peeking through the curtains so it was still daytime at least. However, he wasn’t sure if it was the same day, next day, days later, he had no clue how long he’d been out and no clock or calendar around to check.

Dewott shuddered lightly. His body felt weird and tingly and yet… oddly hydrated. Did somebody feed him water or some sort of injection in his unconscious state? He couldn’t say he felt [I]great[/I] but at least he didn’t feel like he was going to kill over at any moment. But why did his body feel this way? The tingling sensation was all over him, from his fingertips to his webbed toes. He placed a paw on his chubby tummy, feeling rumbling and grumbling yet not feeling hungry.

“Awake?” Dewott’s ear twitched and he looked up. His cheeks flushed seeing a Maractus in the doorway in front of the bed he was laying in. But what had him so flustered was seeing that she was completely naked, large breasts hanging freely on her chest, her pudgy tummy looking soft and squishy, wide hips that were made for laying clutches of eggs, and her pussy that looked engorged and damp like she had either been recently toying with herself or was in need of a mate. It quickly made Dewott self-conscious about himself and realize that not only was he also stark naked but he was not covered by any sheets or blankets.

His stiffening dick was completely on display for the Maractus to watch get hard.

“Awake!” She spoke again, a heavy accent in her tone. She must not have been from this region, Dewott initially thought. Said thought process was quickly disrupted when the chubby, busty Maractus suddenly pounced the bed and threw herself onto her fellow nude Pokemon. “Dew boy awake! Come, come! See Dew boy!” The Maractus proclaimed happily, her hefty, plump back end pressed right against Dewott’s erection. “Happy Dew is awake! Back to health!” She cooed happily, giving the flustered male head pats while swaying her body, effectively grinding her ass on his dick. While he shuddered and bit his lip from the stimulation of her soft ass teasing him, the cactus Pokemon seemed completely unaffected by the sensation, possibly even oblivious to the dick between her ass cheeks even!

“Dew is up?” Dewott’s face went white and his cock flexed as yet another naked Maractus gal came into the room. Not just that but two more followed up, four busty female Maractus and not a single piece of clothing to be found. The other three stood around the bed, looking down at the heavily flustered and aroused male, smiles aplenty from the bunch of them. He couldn’t help but notice his body seemed to react to the four females around him and not just with arousal. Whatever these girls used to hydrate him seemed to respond to their presence as his body grew hotter and his arousal seemed to spike even further. His cock swelled thicker and bigger against that fat cushion of an ass that kept his meat squished between those bountiful, bouncy cheeks. He groaned and huffed, even beginning to feel a little tipsy in a way.

“Wh-what’s happening to me..?” He finally spoke up, looking around at the girls’ smiles and their large breasts. “What...what did you feed…” He stopped in place when he further examined their chests. It began to make sense what it was he drank in his unconscious state and why his body was so… [I]especially happy[/I] to see these girls. Their perky nipples were all plump and swollen much like their vaginas except he also noticed they were dripping fluid. Fluid that he could tell was [I]not[/I] breast milk.

Dewott had been injected with a [B]lot[/B] of cactus water. It was a little known fact that female Maractus, like normal cacti, were capable of producing juices and fluids akin to that of cactus water. Except it would have a different effect on water-types compared to most other Pokemon. For those water-types that were not used to cactus water, it worked more as a drug of sorts—an aphrodisiac at times. The potency of the effect depended on how much the Pokemon consumed and how hydrated they were prior. A very hydrated water-type would be more likely to resist most of the effects or at least weaken its potency. But for someone like Dewott, previously dehydrated and on the verge of death, his entire water supply now consisted of Maractus water and, needless to say, he was now [I]extremely[/I] horny and incapable of any thought pass his burning lust for these four women.

“Save Dew boy from bad end! Help with juice from bosom~ Make Dew healthy!” One of the Maractus explained. It was a bit hard for Dewott to understand what they were saying with how thick their accents were and their broken speech in a language he could understand. But it didn’t really matter much as he barely processed what they were saying. He was too busy eyeing down their large breasts and wide hips swaying to and fro with their hypnotic movements. Being dancers, it was natural for Maractus to swing their bodies or their hips while idling around, these girls being no different. Except seeing their figures swish completely naked as they are, he was nothing short of under their control. He had no idea if these girls even wanted to fuck or if they were just nudists, they still seemed unbothered by his swollen, aphrodisiac induced erection. What would normally be 7 inches of Dewott cock was [B]very heavily[/B] affected by the juices in his body, more than doubling his length to a vein pulsing, precum spilling 16 inches of cervix punching masculinity that the chubby Maractus straddling his lips continued wiggling her fat ass against.

“No thanks needed~” Dewott tried to speak, he tried to say something, but he was in such a sexual trance, so horny, he was completely at the mercy of these busty cactus girls. He wanted nothing more than to give whatever amount of sex and cum to their bodies as they could want but he still had no idea what their intentions were. “Dew boy have reward for Maractus~ Maractus feel big [I]appreciation[/I] on butt~” ...Dewott now knew what their intentions were. Perhaps getting drugged into a sex hungry stupor was intentional—he could only assume they knew this would happen to him. But maybe it wasn’t the plan at first. He [I]was[/I] in the middle of a desert with no idea how far away their home was. He might not have survived if they brought him here first then gave him fresh water. For all he knew, they may have breast fed him on the spot as an emergency to ensure he didn’t pass away during the trek back.

Either way, he was horny as fuck now, full on Maractus juice, and there was nothing he could do about it except submit. Fortunately, they decided to take advantage of the new situation they put him in, he could [I]smell[/I] how much they needed it. From how thick the rich aroma of feminine desire filled the bedroom, he could tell they hadn’t laid with a male in a long time. It almost smelled like they were…

“Dew boy debts life to Maractus~ We take reward… help Maractus with [B]desire~[/B]” Yep, they were in heat. That just turned him on all the more. His cock flexed and pulsed angrily with a newfound hunger to breed these girls, the Maractus atop of him now intentionally grinding and bouncing her ass against the fat dick between her doughy buns. “Maractus...want relief from heat~ Body hot...fiery need for Dew boy~” His gaze turned south and bit his lip watching the plump cactus gal’s fat cunt kiss and drool on the tip of his fat cock, grazing and grinding, teasing herself on the Dewott’s shaft before she dropped like a weight and smothered every inch of the male into her heat. Both shook and moaned aloud, slick warmth wrapping snugly around Dewott’s cock while the chubby female shook and groped herself, feeling up her own large tits while stirring and grinding her hips down onto the male’s lap.

“Mmmhh! M-mons, big size! B-big heat...s-strong male~!” She cooed huskily, her walls spasming around the water-type’s fat dick throbbing within her convulsing confines. Dewott moaned and grunted aloud, already lost in bliss to the female on top of him. Not wanting to be left out, one of the other Maractus came up onto the bed and knelt over the male’s head, her juicy pussy dripping sweet cactus juice into Dewott’s open maw. Tasting the female now above him, Dewott’s paws grabbed at the more slender Maractus’s thighs and pulled her down, digging his tongue into her slick depths, wriggling his way inside her clenching cunt and listening to the new set of moans. His shaft pulsed angrily, the pudgy female on his lap bouncing strong on his dick, lifting swiftly then letting gravity slam her fat ass onto his lap time and again. The poor male’s crotch was going to be in shambles after this if he were safe to assume all four of these Maractus would want a turn at his dick inside them.

Not like he was complaining.

His hips began bucking in time with the cactus Pokemon’s bounces, the resounding squelch, smack, and slap of rough sex playing out in tandem with the shared moans of horny Pokemon. The two Maractus leaned into each other, lips locking in a sloppy kiss while they fucked themselves on the horny Dewott beneath them, tongue fucking one wet cunt and hips pounding another. The constant clamping and milking at his shaft kept Dewott at the peak of pleasure, eyes shut tight and body quivering as the harem of horny gals only picked up with the two remaining Maractus taking to either side of him. Instinct drove his actions, the water-type knowing exactly what the two wanted, paws pulling off the Maractus’s thighs to tend to the other two grass-types, digits digging into the slick tunnels of the final two needy cactus gals and basking in the moans and groans of all four horny females. Eventually, he’d have a creampied cactus and they would surely swap places with one of the other girls, either continuing to pleasure that creamed pussy with his mouth or fingers or they would sit aside full and satisfied one by one until he’d have all four of them fucked senseless and knocked up.

Either way, he was in heaven, his body controlled by the girls’ demands and his own desires, pumping and rutting the chubby cactus gal and listening to her whine sharply and slam him balls deep. She quivered heavily on his lap, feeling her walls ripple and spasm around his dick intensely, massaging every inch of his malehood while her sweet honey showered his cock and hosed down his crotch in a wild splash of climactic nectar, her back arched and moaning loudly, drooling on herself from her gaped open maw and losing her mind to the throes of euphoria. She definitely longed for this sensation the way she lost herself in that orgasm, something he knew only a good dick could provide for her. And as she came hard for him, her sloppy convulsions and incessant clamping and milking at his flexing, throbbing pole would send Dewott over the edge with a howl into the cunt sat on his muzzle, bucking against the pudgy female with each rope of rich, virile white that fed into her fertile tunnel, his tip plunging through her loosened cervix to more than guarantee her pregnancy with a very plentiful, runny load.

Thank Arceus for those water-types and their excessive bodily fluid release during sex, huh?

“Mmhh m-mons! Much cum...p-plenty cum!! D-Dew boy breed...f-fill Maractus..g-give Maractus egg...all Maractus have egg!” She cried out to the male in her broken speech, continuing to grind her fat ass on his lap and clamp down on him to take as much of that excessive cumshot as possible. Even with her rounded, soft tummy, the chubby cactus girl’s gut swelled oh so slightly with the sheer volume of semen provided from the pent up Dewott balls deep in her core.

Reluctantly, she’d lift off of the male, her gaped cunt spilling a moderate amount of Dewott cum as she fell aside satisfied and without a care in the world. As quickly as his still erect cock was exposed to the heated bedroom air, one of the two Maractus riding his fingers took their friend’s place and Dewott moaned out as another soaked, tight cunt engulfed him. This Maractus was quite skinny, [I]very[/I] skinny in fact. From head to toe, she was quite on the thin side to the point that Dewott almost believed that his engorged, thick cock could possibly, quite literally split this girl in half.

And that made him throb so fucking hard.

“Mmhh oohh! Size...l-large! So big...f-fits Maractus… s-stretch Maractus!” The girl cried as her cunt spread wide around the male’s huge pole. Sure enough, fitting of the gal’s body stature, her cunt was [I]very[/I] tight, plenty tighter than the previous Maractus. That chubby gal was already the perfect fit for his dick so this...his poor cock was suffocating under the vice grip this needy slut had on him. That didn’t stop him from pistoning his hips and fucking her into a screaming mess, though. He wasn’t going to show mercy on this one, he was heavily turned on by the sight of his large dick visibly plunging in and out of her gut, the thick bulge forming and disappearing in her abdomen clear proof of how big he was. Or rather how big they made him.

Fingers pumped into the needy female that was still riding his paw, thick digits grinding into slick, quivering walls while his tongue continued to feed and feast on that drug inducing cactus juice that dribbled from the Maractus riding his face. She cooed and whined, Dewott’s fingers occasionally pushing and digging into her g-spot to further stimulate the needy cactus girl. His hips slammed upwards into the other female riding his dick, putting his all into pleasuring these sluts and giving them all that they needed and deserved. He had a debt to pay and never had it felt so good to pay someone he owed.

“M-mooore! More! C-cummiiiiinng!” The Maractus cried as her walls clamped down tight on Dewott’s cock, her body writhing and quaking heavily as her juices spilled heavily around the male’s dick. He growled sharply, his free paw wrapping around her waist and holding her tight as he’d begin pistoning into her, getting the gal screaming out as she was fucked senseless through her climax, overstimulating the poor cactus Pokemon’s cunt and making her a screaming mess. “Mmaah! G-good! Good good D-Dew boy is gooood~!” She was a mess of moans and barely able to make words through the pleasure, her body twisting and shaking while she kept cumming, egged on by the Dewott continuing to rut and drill her slick tunnel with his fat dick. He growled sharply, putting most of his focus into fucking the lithe Maractus into total submission as she squealed and convulsed, rippling heavily around the male’s dick, her walls constantly clamping and milking away desperately for mercy.

Finally, he’d growl sharply, tongue vibrating in the female’s pussy on his face as he shot his next eruption into the slut grinding hard on his cock. She shook hard, eyes rolling up and smiling sloppily while she was knocked up to the brim, her slender belly swelling up with the excessive amount of cum pouring into her vagina. She’d eventually lift off of him, her mind numb and falling over without a care in the world, gaped, abused cunt oozing with Dewott nut. And again, as quickly as his cock was freed of wet pussy, the next would attack with the female sitting on his face taking her turn now. She’d lift off and crawl forward, making sure to wiggle her voluptuous ass in Dewott’s face while she engulfed his dick into her maw, slurping the nut and nectar off of him while he moaned out loud and grabbed her thick butt, tugging her down in a 69 and returning his tongue back into that deliciously sweet tunnel. The cactus shook and moaned on the dick in her maw as she had her pussy sucked on, her body tensing and ass pressing down back onto his face. She swirled the mass of fat, vein-kissed flesh in her maw, bobbing up and down his size swiftly with a sultry purr, the rich, thick stink of musk heavy in the air wafting off of that big dick and those large cum tanks that looked like they’d gotten [B]bigger[/B] after blowing two loads. She cupped those fat orbs, rolling them between her digits, stroking and fondling the male while she deep throated him, guzzling away hungrily at that entire cock then pulling up with a loud, sloppy slurp around the head.

“Mmah~ Dewott is hung...sexy and strong male~ Make Maractus cum lots~” She growled and licked her lips, crawling further forward until her hefty ass hovered above the male’s cock. She reached down with a hand to spread her plump pussy lips, pink flesh dripping honey onto that male’s wet dick as she lowered herself, that fat cock head spreading open her entrance and entering her canal. Inch by inch spread her and left the female quivering heavily while Dewott groaned out long and loud entering his third female. With his face no longer occupied and the fourth Maractus occupying herself now, the horny male would finally take the initiative to take charge of their rut. Hands on the horny girl’s wide hips, he’d push forward and throw her down onto her front, ass raised high and mounting the slut, going right into a deep rut.

“Nyaah~!! B-bad...bad bad Dewott! O-oohh, v-very naughty~!” She moaned out loud, her world being rocked by the intense slams into her plump cunt from behind. She threw her hips back into the Dewott pummeling her canal, eyes rolled up and already reaching orgasm, her pussy rippling, squirting on the male’s big dick drilling her without mercy. She screamed loudly from the intense stimulation, her body writhing, gripping tightly at the edge of the bed while she was fucked senseless by their horny captive. He growled aloud, loving how her walls milked and hugged his cock, the delightful pleasure of her spasming, squirting pussy making the male hornier and hornier to fuck her brains out. And fuck her he did, only going rougher at the bitch who bounced her ass into his pumping and humping, clearly aching to take more of his dick despite the overstimulation from her climax.

Dewott growled sharply, leaning over the slut and biting down on her shoulder, earning a shrill, pleasured cry out of her and feeling her pussy clamp down on him again, her body spasming much like her pussy did from being fucked so deep and rough by the wild and horny male intent on putting his legacy inside her much like the previous two girls. He nibble and bit into her shoulder, wanting to leave his mark on the female and let the world know she was his property now, she belonged to him. Any male that would try to make advances on her would see his mark and know that she was a taken bitch and he would fuck her any time he pleased, any time she begged, ensuring she was a happily used and impregnated breeding slave.

The Maractus was all too happy to submit to such a life. Though neither of them said anything, she could tell by the way he fucked her that he was gonna lay claim to her body as his and his alone. And with how good he hit her spots and made her cum, she couldn’t imagine anyone better to make her a sex slave. Not to mention, him being a water-type meant that they could very easily get him into a rutting frenzy like this any time they want. All it took was a bit of breastfeeding the Dewott their cactus water and he’d be rock stiff, dick swollen, mind blank feral for as long as he could fuck.

“Fffuuck!” Dewott growled loudly, letting the Maractus free of his jaw grip and slamming as deep as he could in her pussy, his balls churning and feeding his next mess of baby batter into the third of his four horny girls. Maractus shook and her eyes rolled up, mouth agape and moaning out loud, grinding her bubble butt onto the male balls deep in her fertile cunt.

“Oohhh hh-hhoooot! Gooood~!” She could feel every throb and pulse coursing through that veiny fuck log dug deep into her body, clamping strong to milk as much as she can out of him, desperate to be knocked up much like her sisters prior. And just like them, as the male came down from his orgasmic high, tugging out and popping the last few ropes of stringy nut across her ass and back, she collapsed on the spot, laying on her front sprawled out and cum oozing from her abused, satisfied cunt.

With only one gal left, the frisky water-type turned his attention to the final Maractus who was distracted with her own fingering, unaware of the approaching male until her wrist was grabbed, digits tugged out of her pussy and replaced with his cock in a vicious, unceremonious manner. “MMH!! AAAH!” She screamed as the male pinned both of her wrists above her bed and pressed her back against the wall, going straight into a rut, fucking the slut without a care in the world. She screamed and howled, her body being rocked by his sheer force, fucked senseless and squirting already all over his dick. The previous stimulations of him fingering her into her own masturbation had left the gal edging herself and awaiting that dick so she could cum all over it. “Yes YEESS!! Breed! F-fill! Fuck Maractus~!” She cried out loudly for the male to give her more, her walls hugging on the male happily while he fucked and slammed her.

“Rrrhh!! Shut up and be mines!” Dewott barked at her before silencing her slutty cries with a rough kiss. Their tongues attacked each other, swirling and swapping saliva sloppily, mixed drool racing down their chins in their rough, messy french kissing session. All the while, he kept his final bitch pinned to the wall, railing her while her legs wrapped around his waist, helping tug the male deeper and deeper into her body, her cervix already loosened and hungering for his load. She was honored to be the grand finale of their wild rut but it was also torture to be so horny and have to watch all three of her sisters get fucked silly and love every second of their ruts until she could finally have hers. But Arceus, was the wait so fucking worth it. The way he hammered her was like he only [B]gained[/B] stamina the longer he pounded their slutty holes. He railed her depths as if she were his first session of the day, not a sign of fatigue in the horny male. She sure wasn’t going to complain, though. This felt way too fucking good to do anything but moan like a whore and beg him to put his cubs in her.

He was all too happy to oblige, though he wished he could last much, much longer with these girls. Though his lust remained high and his stamina was unrivaled, the stimulation and sensitivity building in his dick from multiple orgasms made the sex feel absolutely out of this world. In return, however, it also meant he wouldn’t last nearly as long anymore. Maybe that was a good thing as he could probably take all of these girls through a round two since he was still feeling high and horny. That is, if [B]they[/B] could keep up with [B]him[/B] now.

“Breed! Breed! BREED! FILL!!” Maractus screamed as she came a second time on the male drilling through her vagina like an Excadrill through earth. He pushed his body roughly against hers while she came on him, Dewott groaning sharply and kissing the needy Maractus once more while she squirted around his cock and convulsed like crazy. He shuddered in bliss with her, unable to hold back any longer and letting out a howl as he went off for the last time in their group session, quaking and feeding one final bust of liquid love into his last partner, the two moaning out and wrestling their tongues, feeding on each other’s saliva in their deep and sloppy kiss.

Seconds passed like minutes as they rode out an extended orgasm together, eyes closed and bodies quivering, Dewott drenched in sweat and the Maractus cooing and moaning while she grind her body against his own to get as much of his cum as she possibly could until he’d finally run dry for that load. Slowly, Dewott pulled out of the well fucked cactus cunt, his cock twitching and throbbing, the horny male moaning and pressing his forehead to his partner’s, clearly still drunk with lust and needy for more. It made sense that he would still be as horny as he was, after all, Dewott was completely hydrated on cactus water and it was absolutely fucking him up with its aphrodisiac properties on water-types.

Looking over the four sluts he’d just impregnated, they were panting and still a bit shaky from so much sex but they were bunched back together on the bed, all sat back with spread legs and groping themselves and each other, cum leaking cunts begging for his round two’s. He licked his lips and growled sultrily, moving up to the girls with his dick happily twitching with anticipation. Lined up with the chubbiest girl of the four, he’d grind on her teasingly and share a kiss with one of the other girls while burying back into that sweet, slimy tunnel. As long as he was being hydrated on Maractus juice, Dewott’s lust would never deteriorate, effectively making his maximized arousal and sex drive a permanent state of being. He was but an obedient slave to a bunch of his own sex slaves, all communicating their desires under the same needy, slutty mindsets.

They were all well aware of this. And it was exactly what they wanted.