The soft jingle of a silver bell rang under the patter of a torrential downpour ...For the last six years, Anton Heavenspeak had been a member of the Fluffeh Pals Rescue Team. He was a Charmander, normal in size and shape, wearing a black collar with a small silver bell and bright yellow backpack. His flesh was a normal deep orange, with a creamy tan-coated under belly. With bright blue eyes, and a somber flame at the tip of his tail, and a heart of gold, the Charmander had earned a reputation for being gentle in nature and skilled at most D to C class rescue missions. However, like most fire-types, the weather was something he needed to look out for. On days like today he couldn't do much that wouldn't also risk his very life. Anton sighed, looking out from his small house's window, he wasn't going to be able to get work done or complete any of his tasks. Even if he took a day off to relax, he'd wanted to at least keep in shape by strolling around town. The charmander turned away from the window and hopped down off a chair he had been sitting on. He landed on the ground with a soft grunt and headed over to his bedding. No fair...Why does it have to rain today? Anton thought as he curled up on the ground and closed his eyes. I wonder what Amare is up to...he's probably out with Kura...Still it wouuldn't hurt to have a little company in this rainstorm. The more he thought about the ghost-type duo, the more he felt a twinge of excitement slither down his spine, through his tail, and flicker out of the tip of his flame. "That Typhlosion sure was big...I wonder if he could fit the chu on his glow-stick...or if I could fit~" The charmander found a way to entertain himself, as he turned onto his back and closed his eyes. His right hand started to rub down his belly towards his lap, slowly grasping his growing red member. The almost fire-hot length was already dripping with pre-cum as he bit down on his lower lip, starting to use the fluids as lubricant to gently rub himself. "Aah...yeah...M...Maybe...Me and Amare could make out and...and he could take turns filling us with that light blue stuff~" Anton remembered a time when he caught Amare and Kura in a pond, in the Tiny Woods, just going at it. He wanted to just jump in and let his body be used by the two in whatever way they wanted. The only thing that stopped him was the fact the body of water would have killed him had he jumped in. A little twinge of curiosity spurned within him as his small frame shivered. He wandered if his own ghost would be railed by those two. The typhlosion was able to command spirits, perhaps he could be commanded to stay in the mortal world and be their personal plaything. Anton started to squeeze his member and stroke along the whole of his privates. He felt his climax approaching as his soft huffs and moans were drowned out by the storm. The charmander bucked up into his hand and pushed his feet against the stone ground. Desperation and pressure began to fill his soul as he cried out and... ...Nothing... Somehow his own arousal had stayed in this purpetual state of just about there, but never getting that sweet release. He tried again and again, bucking into his hands and resorting to using both as his arms were tired from the actions. "C...Come on....Please...I...I'm so close!" His eyes shut tighter as he imagind the Typhlosion holding his wider hips and slaming their glowing green cock directly into their rear-end. He could almost feel the tip push into his belly, his gut swelling with the cloudy cyan spunk. Anton stood on his tippy toe-claws and just about felt himself explode...but his finish was not present. Eventually his arms got tired, his fingers sliding off his member, as his cock constantly pulsed and leaked a hot mess of pre-cum. "W...why??" He said, panting as his energy was starting to dwindle. "Nooo...No no no! I was so close!" Kweh heeh hehe~ A soft, sinister, laughter filled the small home as Anton's eyes snapped open and he shuffled upward to look around. "W...Whose there!? I know Flamethrower!" He said threateningly, erm... "Threateningly"...as he was trying to recover from his sexual exploration earlier. Though despite the seriousness of an intrusion, his own arousal wouldn't disapait. The Charmander was still a horny, pulsing, mess. Aww. Little Mander knows how to use flamethrower~ I wonder if he can do other things with his mouth... Anton could hear these words, but they weren't being spoken to him. He looked around desperately and rolled onto his fours, moving to stand up straight. Erection or not he would confront these intruders and secure his dwelling. However before he could get to his feet, and upright, he felt a large pair of hands clasp around his orange cheeks and squeeze his rear-end like a plush slab of meat. The charmander let out a soft gasp as he turned to find the hands were attatched to arms that slowly began to materialize it's owner. His fear turned into shock, but suddenly into a twisted delight as he witnessed the ghost-type Typhlosion, Kura, appear behind him. "Hi Anton~" He said, with a grin on his face and joyful squint of his eyes. The third stage evolution Pokemon let go of the mander, only the right hand, and gave the rear-end a firm spank. "I couldn't help but hear both your words and thoughts as you caught us in that pond. A little naughty of you to be masturbating to us, without us having a little fun back." Us? Anton thought, as he felt a pair of smaller hands rest upon his jaw and turn his head forward. "Hi there Anton~ Remember me? I'm Amare! I helped you start out your rescue team carrier when you woke up in this world? It's been a while. I hope you can forgive me, but I sorta sealed your cock into a destiny bond with my own...you won't cum unless I do~" Amare was a Ghost-Type Pikachu with snow white fur and glowing green accents. His eyes were a mixture of deep blue and light green, with onyx black cheek markings and two lines near his eyes going up and down perpendicular to themselves. Amare also wore a dark grey collar, with spikey black arm bracelets and several piercings along their clearly erect and glowing green cock. The glowing green member was much like Anton's. The tip was blunt, but not flat like an equine's, with a sideways knot at the base. Both were about the same in size, fair for their build, yet Amare had more control over his body's functions than Anton ever could. "Don't you worry though, little mander, Amare cums a lot when he's being fucked. Trust me you'll be making a mess with us this stormy night!" "Sorry about Kura, he's a little bit blunt and forceful~" "Hey, are you gonna flap your mouth or you gonna get under him?" "Can I at least get a nice kiss first? Anton wanted that in his dream, remember?" Amare mentioned, tilting his head a little as he sized up the Charmander's ability to swab saliva. "Fine...One minute~" Kura said, wagging his right index finger. Anton opened his mouth and tried to interupt. "Wait, I-" But he felt the pikachu plant his lips against his own and push their glowing green tongue into his maw. It was rather cool, like a cup of water after a sprint, refreshing, and made the Mander's cheeks turn an unbelievably visable shade of red. Between their locked lips and tilted heads Amare could hear Anton's soft whimpering as his arousal was driving him to near breaking point. The charmander was simply inexperienced at this level, and having his cock practically caged was practical torture. However Amare could sense that the mander was going to make it through, and deftly lapped at the inside of the fire-type's mouth. The heat was intense, as the Charmander's pent-up feelings caused his fire to slicker into his maw. Anton felt as if he should pull back, to get away, but also wanted to just wrap his arms around the pokemon before him and damn near devour his entire face in these deep kisses. It didn't help him much as Kura was constantly grinding his larger cock up against his tail-hole, teasing it's entrance by prodding him, and sliding the oozing green monster's underbelly between his cheeks. Amare delighted in the Charmander's heat, and felt it bring his ghostly form some renewed vigor. He rewarded the Mander by pulling back off his lips and letting a line of saliva connect their bottom lips together. "Wanna stuff my butt?" Amare asked, as Anton quickly nodded in response. "Finally you two smallfry have finished your little kissy time? Arceus...I've wanted to destroy this Mander's ass for what seems like forever!" The ghostly Pikachu turned around and dropped to his fours, crawling back under the Charmander till the fire-type's cock-tip pushed right up against his own ass. He took a deep breath and, with Kura holding Anton steady, impaled himself onto Anton's length. He let out a soft grunt and relaxed as his body acclimated to the fire-type's beating, pulsing, burning member. He could tell that the pokemon was all charged up, primed, ready to release his load. However Amare wanted it to last! "Okay hun! Give him the good stuffing!" Kura pulled his hips back and diveted his cock-head down to the Charmander's asshole. He took a deep breath and clenched his teeth, pushing himself right into the smaller Pokemon's body. He listened as the small fire-type gasped and shuddered from the sudden invasion. Though he tried to stop the ghostly Typhlosion, by clenching tight and shutting down, it only served to milk and pleasure him further. "Aaah...Now that inferno is something to behold!" "N...No kidding! I bet his cumshot will be like a volcano erupting!" Amare added, giving his partner the thumbs up to continue. Anton looked up, then down, finding his dream having come true. He was being used by both ghost types in a hot threesome. The storm outside was raging on, rain forbidden his escape. The only option he had, was to enjoy his fantasy made reality. The charmander wrapped his hands around the Pikachu, and rested his belly in the arch of the ghost-electric type's back. "Oh my! He's ready, He's ready!" Amare said, happy to see his friend embracing the night's activities. Kura began to roll his hips in a strong but slow pace. His entrance was as certain as the sun's rising and would be as long as a hot afternoon. The ghostly typhlosion let out a soft exhale as he pushed himself deeper and deeper. "This charmander's guts are gonna be so fucked up, I bet he faints after this!" He said as his hands squeezed the fire-type's waistline and pulled him down onto his thick knot. The big green member easily pushed into the charmander's stomach, and left it's ghostly pre-cum there to glow. It was a powerful light that could be seen through his belly's flesh, and it wasn't unnoticed be the pikachu either. "Ehehe! I feel it sloshing in his tummy! Push him into me please!" The typhlosion put his full weight down on the Charmander, sandwiching him firmly as he used Anton's body like a breeding mount. His hips began to rock, back and forth, quick as the droplets of rain on the ground. Each buck of Kura's hips drove Anton's erection right into his Pika friend's butt. Amare let himself drool as he got the full heat of that lap-gun pushing into his gut. Again and again the three were poised further into their arousal. Lightning began to strike closer as they shared in this moment of orgasmic fury. Anton, Amare, Kura, all panting together as their cock's practically screamed for release. "F...Fuck! Let...Let us go Amare!!!" Kura shouted, as he pushed the Charmander into the Pikachu with enough force to get the small fire-type's knot to tie him together, to which the Typhlosion stuffed his larger bulb of flesh into Anton as well. The three let out a syncronized cry of pleasure as Amare felt his cock spray it's light blue spunk all over the stone floor below, Kura pumped his glowing cyan seed into the Charmander's belly, and Anton...finally...felt his release as his body spastically drained every resource to blast the Pikachu's gut with his burning lava-like cum. Amare looked down to find his stomach swell a bit to a white-hot mess within. It's warmth gave him a sensation of fullness and almost like he was a regular, living, Pikachu. "D...Don't stop Anton, keep going...Fill me...-HIP-...Up~" The pikachu was beginning to hiccup as a nice flow of hot fire-type seed pushed into his maw...however he swallowed it back down and held his distended belly tight. Anton's body quaked with strain and fatigue. He had let out so much more cum than he had ever thought possible before. The two had squeezed every last drop of his seed out, from now till the next month, as his entire form failed and he just laid over the Pikachu limp. He could simply fall asleep like this, tied to his friend and the big hunk of a Typhlosion behind him. Instead he felt Kura pulling back against him... Oh no.. Anton thought, he knew what the pokemon was trying to do, and he had no way to stop it. Kura pulled and pulled with the charmander having no more energy to even hold him down. Eventually the Typhlosion withdrew his cock with an almighty POP as a nice waterfall of cum drained from the mander till his hole squeezed back down to his normal size. Kura walked over to the two smaller Pokemon and hefted them up into his arms, like they were nothing to him, and walked over to a more clean area and rested his head against the back of a wall. He slid down onto his butt and hugged his friends tightly. "Was that everything you ever dreamed of, Anton?" Kura asked, looking down to find that the Charmander was completely unconscious, lost in a pleasure he never knew was possible. "Ehehe...I really didn't think you'd faint on us...but seems like you loved it~" "Of course he did you big silly goober! His soul is practically showering us in love and thankfulness...as his body fills me with his warm and squishy spunk!" The pikachu added, nestling into the fur of his beloved Kura, before closing his eyes. "...Hey Kura...think we should do this again next week?" "You mean tomorrow?" "...Yeah~" He said before falling asleep with his buddy Mander.