"I can't believe he bailed on me..." 

Amare looked down at his contract and sighed at it's current tier. The quest required an S-tier set-up, as the individual in need of rescuing was a high-level Grumpig who had gone and pushed away everyone around them. There was no stated reason, no explanation, only an expectation of professionalism. One that the ghostly chu did not feel Anton was giving. 

The two were partners in Fluffeh Palz Rescue Team, but after the last few weeks of shenanigans the Charmander had started to stick with lower level rescues to try and regain some semblance of personal power. Amare found it dull for the first few days, and lounged at home till this specific number came along.  

"S-Tier...I can do this, I'll calm that grumpy guy down and get the reward! Anton is gonna be so jealous that he missed out on seeing me at my best." Amare said as he headed into the wild-forest in search of the location in which the Grumpig was located. 

Strangely enough it was in Mt. Thunder. A wild place for a rescue of this caliber to be located. Most Pokemon here are at a level that wouldn't push the ranking past F or even E-tier. Though Amare found it suspicious he did accept that it would make for easier travel through the mountain, as most of the wild Pokemon would be much lower a level than he was. 

He arrived at the entrance of the mountain and looked upon the grand peak above. It had been where Zapdos first made their appearance during the calamities earlier. Though the Legendary bird had been subdued, and it's wrath avoided, there was still an atmosphere of power and authority here. That or Amare was simply feeling itchy from the static electricity that lingered about. "Okay..." The ghostly pikachu said, pulling out his rescue flier "...the rescue target is on the summit of Thunder Mountain. Well, should be easy enough to get up there." Amare entered the mountain's cavern, located at the base, and found himself surrounded by nothing.

Not a single wild Pokemon was around him. No electric types, no ground types, nothing that would be within the grounds under the protection of Zapdos. 

Up to the second floor he found much of the same. The floor wasn't even trapped and there weren't any items around. Amare soon began to suspect that someone else had already cleared the floor, secured all the items, and headed upwards towards the summit. Who else could be here? 

The ghostly-chu took it upon himself to haste, moving room by room and floor by floor, until he finally discovered signs of other creatures on that plane. Amare rushed over only to find several smaller Pokemon, Rattatas and even Voltorbs having been fainted and covered in what looked to be copious amounts of sticky white stuff. He took two steps towards the fallen wild Pokemon and...

Plap 

...he stepped in a rather large puddle of the warm sticky fluids. It matched his ghostly white fur, and he could almost see a reflection of his glowing bits within the various splotches around the floor.

Amare recognized the scent, consistency, and color of the fluid as cum. A harrowing thing to see so many having been assaulted in this manner. Who could have done this?! He thought as his movements became quicker and much more frantic. The sudden sound of cries and begging had thoroughly explained the situation to the chu, and he wasted no more time in getting to the top.

Wild thrashing and crashing filled the air as he found the ramp up to the summit. Still there were several rocky walls too thick to simply float through, as Zapdos's electric energy prevented any ghost type from sneaking in like that. Whether this was due to a previous incident or the legendary bird's paranoia was beyond Amare. However it was not a time to speculate on specifics, as a sudden shilling cry rocked the ghostly-chu to his core. 

"NO STOP! PLEASE DON'T!" 

"Hold still you...You little fuck!" 

"Leave her alone!" 

"GAH! Why you!" 

Amare heard more fighting, more curses being thrown, and screams of horror flooding the summit's peak. One voice was gravelly and deep sounding, while the other two were of a higher pitch and similar in sound. Zapdos was nowhere to be found at his peak, and the two pitched voices became even more distraught. 

The ghostly chu entered through passageway after passageway, following the trail of screams. It took him some time, about fifteen minutes, before the light of the tunnels breached his eyes and the most fowl of atrocities laid before him. 

He looked upon what appeared to be the biggest Grumpig he had ever seen, holding up a wild Plusle by her legs and her back against his rounded stomach. She was bruised, scratched, defeated, huffing and begging for the bigger Pokemon to stop. 

"N...no...s...stop" 

Amare looked to the ground and found the Plusle's other half, a Minun, beaten and bloodied by the Grumpig. The scent of sex was abundant in this place...but Amare could sense the cry and tears of those smaller than he. Those who have no chance to get stronger, who have to hang onto each other to survive...they were being taken advantage of by his rescue target. 

"Its...t...too big" The plusle sobbed, as she looked down to see the Grumpig's corkscrew-esq cock spiral up near past her belly and chest. She whimpered more as the Grumpig lifted her up and let her pussy slide over-top the tip of his member. She thrashed and tried to escape, but the grip on her was too strong. The muscle on the length had twisted and lurched, forcing itself past her already pitiful defense.

"Fuck, this little body of yours is extra tight. I bet that Minun can't give you a dick like this one." The Grumpig declared as he pulled her legs downward. 

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" 

The Minun, Plusle, and Grumpig looked towards Amare, who had charged their cheeks in preparation for the fight. 

"Well now, a little chu cock-sleeve comes to me for fun. I didn't think anyone would be stupid enough to accept an S-Tier rescue, even from a low level area such as this." 

A trap? Amare thought, he pondered the rescue flier and found that such a thing wasn't out of the realm of impossibility. 

"Just wait your turn, let me breed this stupid cunt and I'll fill your hole just like hers." 

"I don't think so! You'll let her go right now or I'll drag your soul into the underworld!" Amare proclaimed. 

The Grumpig, taken aback by the small chu's threats, let go of the Plusle and let her jump off his member and run to Minun. 

"Lets go, come on Minun!" 

"Uu....nnn" 

Amare could tell both were beyond exhausted, but they managed to help each other up and limp towards the exit. The ghostly chu stood before the way out, acting as it's guardian. 

"You know, you've got spunk for such a runt. I'm going to enjoy breaking you down and twisting up your insides~" The Grumpig's erect spiral of a shaft didn't seem to diminish from the threat, in fact it looked to harden even more. Amare tried to keep their eyes on the opponent, but couldn't help noticing two orbs of cum-producing magic just swaying under the Pokemon's length. The ghostly-chu suddenly found himself thinking of how good it would feel having those wrecking balls slapping against his backside...

NO! He forced the thoughts from his mind and prepared himself for battle. He was sure that the Grumpig was a brutish fighting type, no match for the realm of spirits! The ghostly-chu readied himself for battle and prepared to hit the cocky Pokemon with the meanest Psycho Cut he had ever produced. Cackling green electricity formed within his black circle cheeks as he sent a wave of mental energy, formed in a slashing approach, right towards the greedy Grumpig! 

"Oh..." The Pokemon thought as he watched the powerful blow collide with his body and bring him crashing into the back of the wall. It was something he hadn't truly expected, a powerful attack from such a small chu was unprecedented. 

Amare looked upon the destruction and found no trace of the Grumpig remaining. He put his hands on his waist, nodded firmly, and affirmed his victory with a grunt. "Stupid brute" He said allowed as he turned towards the entrance and began to walk through. Just then...

...In a flash...

...one could blink and miss it....

......Amare could see....The Grumpig...still...breathing down his neck! 

The Ghostly Chu turned around and didn't see anyone, only hearing the howling laughter of the one he swore he fainted earlier. 

"AH HA HA HA HA! That was quite an attack little chu-bitch....but you seem to have misunderstood something" Crawling out of the rubble, without a single scratch upon their body, was the Grumpig. The being hadn't even lost the arousal that strengthened his cock. In fact it looked to be as strong and...

...as tasty as ever 

"No! What...Stop it!" Amare kept hearing this voice as if it were coxing him to submit, to surrender, but he had to keep fighting the desire to just let that big sexy bully ravage his body. Would he even retain his physical form after all that cock is pushed through him? He wondered... NO STOP IT! STOP IT! 

Just as Amare struggled with these thoughts the Grumpig had managed to close the distance. He had begun to twiddle the tip of his spiraled shaft in delight, watching the ghostly-chu struggle. "Mmmffff, thought I was just some normal type huh? You silly, silly little cock-sleeve. Just some regular? Didn't think a Psychic-Type would look like me, did you?" 

"Psy....chic....."

"Thats right, but you don't need to worry about my type. Even if you were at that advantage, I'm much too strong for you. Watch~" The Grumpig reached down and pushed the Pikachu's head into the dirt, then raised his right leg and pressed it against the chu's back. 

Amare let out a primal cry, high in pitch, as they were dragged through the ground and various remnants of seed that the psychic-type left behind. The swine smirked and watched as the chu tried to flick their tail back at him. 

"Whoa, look out there, someone's trying to learn iron tail! But you don't appear to have steel type in your bones. That's okay, you're still papa's little bitch~ Now quit your wiggling." The Grumpig leaned down and pressed his hands against Amare's shoulder-blades, forcing their chest into the ground. He adjusted himself so that his legs could push his hips upward, and aim his twisted cock-tip right at the ghostly-chu's tail-hole. "Hope you've said your prayers little fuck-toy" 

"STOP STOP STOP!" Amare shouted, trying their best to wriggle free from their grasp. However the combined psychological and physical attacks were too much for him to handle. He cried and screamed and begged for the Pokemon to stop. "KUUURRAAAAAA! AAAANTOOOON!! PLEASE HEEEELP!!!" 

"Nothing is getting off this mountain, well I will." He said, as he opened his mouth and bit down on the chu's right ear and relaxed his leg muscles. Gravity then helped push his hips down and spear-head the coiled cock into his backside. "Aaah, Arceus what a tight ghost! Fff...Fuck you're gonna look so good on my cock!" 

Amare's will to fight gave out, but he still cried out for something to help him...he even wished the two Pokemon he helped earlier would return...even if just to aid in his escape....

...but no one was there. 

The Grumpig slid down further and further. Inch after Inch of member grinding into the Chu's asshole and spreading his body past it's limits. 

"TOO MUCH, TOO MUCH!" Amare cried, as a distinctive bulge in his stomach pushed upward toward his chest. He felt the Grumpig's shaft slither through his ectoplasmic insides and push all the way through his mouth!  

"G...Ggggaaahhh....Goodness! There we go, my new cock-sleve is allready to go~" The Grumpig leaned back and flexed his massive cock to cause the thing to twitch and push upward. Amare couldn't move or dismount, only forced to be a shiskibab meat on a spindle for the pig to enjoy. "Honestly I kinda wish I were a bit smaller, so I could thoroughly enjoy grasping these cheeks." He said, reaching down and groping the ghostly-pikachu's rear-end. "This meat here is juicy and prime for skewering. I think I should just keep you on me forever and ever, just so I can play with your ass-cheeks!" The greedy pig proclaimed, reaching around the distended belly to find that the chu was harder than stone. "You're aroused by all this?! You are just a freak as I am! But I think we've had enough foreplay. I'm gonna break you Pikachu!" 

Amare felt the Grumpig kneel down and press his back down so his stomach and chest touched the ground again. The greedy Pokemon pulled their hips back, far, far enough so just the twist of his cock was at the entrance to his backside and then....

WHAP!! 

...The Grumpig slammed his hips forward and re-impaled the chu with enough force to crack the stone ground. Amare felt the massive orbs that dangled below the swine's shaft crash into his backside, dwarfing his own nuts with their size and girth. He could almost feel the cum starting to be produced within those absurd things. "Uuggkk...Glllcckkk.....uuuggg...aawkkkk..." Amare couldn't talk or scream or cry, only gag as the cock completely blew through his body and out his mouth. Even without it there he was being constantly filled with the swine's pre-cum . 

"Gaah, Yesss! Thats it you pathetic whelp! Take it all!" 

Amare felt his body start to seize up and melt, just turning to jello for the dominate and sadistic Grumpig to abuse. The pig took full pleasure in simply watching the Pikachu's will and struggle dissolve into resignation. He hilted himself back into the small ghostly chu and whispered into their ears. 

"Yes, that is what you are, my plaything! A stupid, brainless, cock-sleeve who is only good for fucking and throwing away. If anyone wants you after this it's only because they pity cum-collectors like you" He said, wrapping his hands around the Chu's ears and pulling them back enough to free Amare's maw of his cock and pre-cum. "SAY IT, SAY YOU'RE A SLUTTY COCK-SLEEVE!" 

"I'm...a....s....slut.....cock-sleeve" 

He heard his plaything's voice just barely follow his command, as he started to buck and thrust himself in faster and harder. "I...I CAN'T HEAR YOU FUCKER...TELL ME I'M HARDER THAN DIAMONDS! YOU WANT MY EGGS!" 

"H...hard....er.........aaawwwggg..." 

The Grumpig let out a final harsh cry as he drove himself deep into the ghostly pikachu, grinding his very hilt into their cheeks as his cock started to flex and pump his load of hot creamy spunk all over. Amare felt the two giant balls against his own clench and pump and He quickly filled up the Pikachu's belly, and a nice glob of collected sperm flowed up their throat and burst from their weakened maw. If the ghost-type pikachu wasn't white before, they sure would be now. 

"NNNGGG, YESSS, FFUUUCK!" He said, digging his digits into Amare's butt cheeks and furiously ramming himself into the chu to get every drop of his orgasm out into the open. The Grumpig wanted the world of Pokemon to know of his claim to the Pikachu's ass. His new breeding toy, a piece of fuck-meat. "Nnnnaaaaaaa.......Mmmmfff....NNngggg...." 

Wait....why isn't it stopping?! Amare thought, having his belly constantly stretch and retract with all the cum that is blasted into him and out of his maw, his nose, his ears even. Anywhere it could escape to it did. He couldn't tell where his own mess was, as he felt the swine slosh all the cum in creation into his ass. 

"G...Get comf...O.....rt....able....It's g...gonna be A WHILE" The Grumpig said, between moans, as he humped and bucked in small bursts to expel all the cum from his nuts. This process continued, more and more, for the most painful thirty minutes Amare could ever endure. 

The ghostly chu nearly felt his life-force leave the physical shell he had inhabited, as cum drizzled over his head and over his eyes. He was broken and battered in the seed of his enemy, and forced to endure the most painful humiliation he had ever thought possible. 

Finally...Finally....after so long, the Grumpig finally pulled his cock free from the Pikachu's rear-end and the pop of release left a gape that would be fatal to any other of his ilk. He held the chu up by the tail, smirked, and dropped them into the pool of cum below. 

Splash 

In the warm murky fluid he shivered and twitched, unable to get his rescue badge out. It would be the only way for him to get to freedom, away from here. 

"Hope you learned your lesson, little slut, and come back for more when you heal up. Daddy will be waiting to fill you with his hot spunk again!" 

The Grumpig laughed and headed out of the dungeon, walking past the mess of a chu and into the various cave systems below the summit. 

"K....ur.......a....." Amare muttered, closing their eyes and fainting from exhaustion.

