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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con,
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Pocket_Monsters_|_Pokemon_-_All_Media_Types, Pocket_Monsters_|_Pokemon_
      (Main_Video_Game_Series), Pocket_Monsters:_Ruby_&_Sapphire_&_Emerald_|
      Pokemon_Ruby_Sapphire_Emerald_Versions
  Character:
      Original_Female_Character(s), Original_Child_Character(s)
  Additional Tags:
      Extremely_Underage, Snuff, Anal_Sex, Mind_Control, Explicit_Sexual
      Content, Urination
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      Published: 2016-12-06 Words: 2557
****** Tyranny of Fire ******
by Shadowstrider
Summary
     Groudon's awakening leads to an horrific end for a family as the
     Legendary Pokemon bends other Pokemon to its will.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
The family hid in the shade cast by the clump of trees on the side of Hoenn’s
Route 114. They had been on route to the Meteor Falls in order to search for
fossils when the sunlight had suddenly started to increase in intensity,
basking the route in light and heat. Immediately noticing that something was
horribly wrong, they had started to run in order to reach their destination as
quickly as possible, but had been forced to seek shelter here first as the
unrelenting sun had caused their bodies to become drenched in sweat, weighing
down their clothes and draining them of their energy.
The trio of blue-eyed redheads leaned against the central tree of the clump,
drinking hurriedly from the water bottles that had been stored in the red
backpack they had brought with them on the trip. Mary sighed as she finished
her bottle, looking down at her children. Seeing how drenched they were, and
feeling that the dry wind would help to cool them down if it made contact with
their skin, she started to remove her clothes. Noticing the actions of their
mother, Kaya and Derek joined in.
Hoenn was located close to the equator, resulting in a warm climate that had
produced a vibrant society in which people would strip down if the weather
encouraged it, especially children. Kaya and Derek had seen each other and
their mother naked every now and then during these brutal summers. These
skinny-dipping sessions had given them all almost an even tan over what had
been pale bodies.
Soon the family stood nude, apart from their shoes, their bodies glistering
with sweat as the droplets raced down due to gravity’s pull. Mary took another
bottle, opened it and poured the contents out over her thin 6 year old
daughter. The wave of water raced down her body, darkening her shoulder-length
hair, causing her freckled face to frown, hardening the small pink nipples
adorning her flat chest, washing over her flat soft abdomen and the slit
bisecting her smooth hairless groin.
Taking another bottle, Mary did the same to her 8 year old son, causing much
the same reaction as with his sister. He was taller with shorter hair and had
more muscle definition than Kaya, but the most obvious difference was the small
testicles nestled in his hairless smooth sack and the small soft penis
resembling the trunk of a Phanpy.
Finally she also baptised her athletic body with a bottle, sighing as the
liquid rushed down from her head. Her long hair darkened as the water cascaded
down her freckled shoulders, the stream continuing on down the edges of her
full perky breasts, her darker pink nipples puckering. Her flat abdomen’s
muscles were outlined as the water continued downwards, causing the nest of red
pubic hair obscuring her slit to darken.
Enjoying the refreshing sensation as the wind blew over them, the family
continued to slacken their thirst. Mary was becoming concerned at the amount
that they were consuming, as it was important to conserve water. Stopping her
children from consuming anymore, she put the bottles back into the backpack.
Securing it onto her back, she looked out from the shade. The route was
shimmering with a haze from the heat and it didn’t seem to be getting any
cooler. It was important to reach the shelter of the cave containing that
falls, so she steeled herself to continue the journey.
*
They had made it to the foot of the mountain containing the cave, but the
journey had taken its toll. The backpack with water had been discarded as the
material had become so hot that it was difficult to touch. If they had had any
Pokemon, they may have been able to salvage something, but the children were
too young to have any and Mary had long ago released hers, finding that a quiet
life of berry picking with her family made her content.
Taking shelter in the shade below a big boulder, the family lay panting. Their
thirst was incredible, the sun’s assault unrelenting. It was not very far to
the cave, but they wouldn’t make it without something to relieve even a bit of
the thirst. They only had one source of liquid left, but Mary had never thought
she would ever need to do something so drastic. That being said, many
travellers through Hoenn’s desert had done it to survive after they got lost.
Deciding that her daughter was suffering the most, she leaned down. “Princess,
keep your eyes closed and your mouth open. I’ll give you a special drink.” At
her daughter’s drowsy nod, Mary manoeuvred herself till she was on her knees
over her daughter’s head. Spreading her labia open, she relaxed her bladder,
causing its contents to flow into Kaya’s mouth. The little girl wanted to
recoil at the bitter taste, but she was very thirsty and as instructed by her
mother, she kept her mouth open, swallowing as best as she could. Soon no more
liquid was coming so she opened her eyes, just in time to see her mother
standing up.
Derek had watched with wide eyes as he laid next to his sister, his own thirst
still strong. Taking hold of her daughter by her hips, Mary got her into the
same position over her brother face. Derek opened his mouth, but his open eyes
watched his mother spread open the lips guarding his sister’s womanhood, not
recognising the structures that had been revealed. His mother spoke to Kaya,
who had again tightly closed her eyes and soon he saw as a golden stream
erupteing from her pink flower, flowing into his mouth. The taste was horrible,
but he was glad for any liquid and drank greedily. All too soon it was
finished, his mother letting Kaya lay down next to him.
“Pumpkin, can you help me out?” asked his mother. As he nodded, he stood up.
His mother got down to her knees, moving her head close to his penis. Softly
grasping it, she closed her mouth around the purple head. The sensation of
being in his mother’s mouth gave him a thrill down his spine, Mary soon gulping
down the acrid urine as it streamed into her mouth.
Releasing his penis after his stream had ended, she stood up. The bitter taste
had managed to wake all of them from the heat’s stupor, so she decided that
they had to immediately reach the cave with its abundant water. Gathering her
angels in a hug, she promised them that everything would soon be fine. She
didn’t know how true her words would be, but the cave was the only hope she had
left.
*
The harsh sunlight cast a heat haze that made everything around them shift as
they trudged towards the cave. Kaya was barely reacting, being pulled along by
her brother. Walking behind them, Mary was horrified as she saw how red their
bodies were becoming. The heat must be getting to her, as she could have sworn
she could hear the pairs of tight buttocks swaying in front of her sizzling.
She knew that they would all need medical care if they managed to survive
whatever the hell was happening.
Finally she could see the entrance to the cave ahead. Gathering what little
energy she had left, she grasped her angels’ hands and pulled them into the
cave. Hearing the thunder of the falls, she was overcome with joy. At first she
was pulling the children towards the water, but soon she was trailing behind
them as they raced to the lake.
Soon the whole family was in the water, the blessed cool liquid cooling their
parched throats, sunburnt skin softly soothed by the icy lake. Hugging her
family close, Mary was glad that they had seemingly escaped from the sun,
hoping that the situation would soon return to normal.
*
The thunder of the falls was so loud that the family never heard the approach
of the Pokemon. Derek and Kaya were splashing each other, with Mary resting
against the lake’s bank when all three were suddenly disorientated by a psychic
attack. Spinning around, they saw that a group of Fire-type Pokemon had
assembled on near the lake. But their eyes were locked onto the gaze of the
Ninetales that was leading the group, as its Hypnosis attack caused its red
eyes to flash a brilliant pink.
The attack emptied their minds of concerns and worries, their thoughts losing
any emotional attachment. They could think, but had no drive to act on these
thoughts unless they were commanded to do so.
Their minds enchanted, Mary helped her children to exit the lake, the family
coming to stand together at the edge of the lake. Hypnosis was a rare skill for
a Ninetales to have, requiring very selective breeding, so Mary would have been
surprised if she could have formed the emotion. She would have been even more
surprised that the skill was strong enough to enchant three humans at the same
time, being unaware that recent events in Hoenn had resulting in Fire-types
gaining immense power, even with non Fire-type skills.
*
The Ancient One had been awoken and it was on a rampage through Hoenn in order
to fulfil its ancient mission. Its immense power was channelled into the
sunlight, to burn this world clean of aquatic and plant invaders. The oceans
boiled under its assault and magma flowed to form new land.
Fire-, Rock- and Ground-types found that their power had increased
dramatically, but at the cost of the sanity as the desires of the Ancient One
overwhelmed them. Their mission was to breed with every living thing they could
find, so that they and their offspring could rule this new dry world. If they
could not breed with it, they were to kill it.
The desire was so powerful and encompassing that the Ninetales simply saw three
potential breeders in front of it, not being able to process that fact that one
was clearly male and the other probably too young for breeding. This was
besides the point that humans and Pokemon could not breed with each other in
any case, despite more than a few attempts from both sides, due to differences
in chemical composition and anatomical adaptability.
Using the psychic link it had forced on the new breeders, the Ninetales ordered
them to assume the breeding position. Within seconds they were on all fours,
their genitalia exposed to the Fire-types. Moving forwards, the Ninetales
headed to his selected partner, joined by a Numel and a Torkoal. All of them
were bursting with desire, mating now being their primary goal.
The Ninetales rested his upper body on the back of the largest breeder, his
sharp claws sinking into her flesh as he unceremoniously sank his erect penis
into her vagina, beginning a powerful thrusting motion. With each thrust his
claws sliced a little more, her back soon being covered in blood. Ninetales as
a species were patient, even in terms of breeding, especially compared to his
fellow Fire-types.
As with her mother, the smallest breeder soon found a heavy body of top of her
back. The Torkoal didn’t waste any time and proceeded to rip her virginity to
shreds as its penis entered her immature vagina. The Pokemon’s thrusting soon
had her vagina being torn, copious blood covereing the invader and dripping
down her legs. The hypnosis was still in effect, the girl not being able to do
anything about her perdicament.
The Numel had had a problem with his selected breeder. This particular breeder,
positioned between the smaller and larger ones, was a special kind that did not
seem a clearly defined vagina. Numels were not known for their great
intelligence and with the desire to breed overwhelming it, it decided that the
small crinkled hole it had seen earlier was suitable. Rearing up to settle its
hooves on the breeder’s back, it ripped through the muscle of the sphincter,
tearing it to shreds and causing profuse bleeding.
*
The moans of the Pokemon filled the air as they pummelled into their partners,
seeking the desired release of their seed. Due to their smaller size and their
Pokemon partners not having a secure hold on them, Mary’s angels had been
pummelled closer to the lake, leaving her able to view as they were savagely
raped. Of course, there was no emotion tied to this observation, no revulsion
or anguish.
Surprisingly, the slow Numel was the first to achieve release. Super hot semen
flooded Derek’s bowels, instantly burning through the walls to start consuming
his abdominal organs. As the Numel slipped out and moved backwards, the semen
spilling from the boy’s torn anus started cooking his perineum, castrating him
as it consumed his testicles and turning his penis into a parody of a candle.
The semen cooled before it could consume his vital organs, but with his groin
and abdomen burnt away, he was not far from death.
The Torkoal had managed to penetrate the girl’s cervix, cooking her uterus
instantly as the white hot semen filled it. As the Torkoal reared back, the
fiery fluid turned her deflowered sex into burnt meat. Cooking through the
walls of her womb, the semen also burnt her abdomen away. Like her borther, she
was left barely alive as the semen cooled down, but her intestines had been
spared to some degree, causing faecal matter to seep out from a multitude of
holes.
All of this Mary took in with no reaction. Her angels were destroyed in front
of her eyes and she did nothing about it. Ever aware of the fleshy invader
trying to penetrate her cervix, she knew that she would suffer the same fate.
The Ninetales stopped its thrusting, let out a sharp howl and then resumed as
if it had never stopped. A group of Magcargo were approaching the two soon to
be corpses. The Ancient One’s desires had been clear. The Magcargo sailed onto
the children, cooking and destroying their flesh as they moved. Mary watched
detachedly as her angels first lost their limbs, screaming in anguish as the
Ninetales removed his hypnotic effect. What was left of their abdomens
followed, as the heat from the Pokemon caused their hair to catch fire and burn
to ashes. Ribcages and skulls melted away, leaving hearts to boil, lungs to
explode and brains to liquefy.
Mary knew that it was only a matter of time before she too would become liquid
fire. Frustrated at not achieving release, the Ninetales was even less careful
with its claws than it had been. Mary coughed blood as serrated claws tore
through ribs into her lungs. Losing its grip, the Ninetales’s claws ripped
through her diaphragm on both sides. With the Ninetales disorientated due to
slipping, the hypnosis was lifted.
Mary was in a sea of agony. Drowning in her own blood, unable to breathe as her
lungs and mind burned, her thoughts consumed with horror at her own impending
death and the vicious destruction of her angels. As darkness set in, she felt
the invader again battering against her cervix. Her last few moments, stretched
out over an eternity of air-starved agony, were spent in orgasm as her body
tried to deal with its death and the horrors that had happened...
END
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