Lightning types are far more dangerous than many anthro folks realize. Even your average, everyday zebstrika can shock you with their abilities in the wild...

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It was as warm as it was humid. The rolling rain clouds might have left the forest, but the heavy moist air refused to do the same. A well sharpened ax clean cut a trimmed log in two with heavy ‘CHCKK’ of a crackle, brought down by a sweating lucario girl as she crawled with sweat. The droplets of sweat ran down her shoulders, arms, and more as she took a deep inhale and calmed her heart rate for a small break. She closed her eyes and filled her lungs, causing her soaked tank top to stretch and further soak up the sweat rolling down her cleavage and causing her sternum to glisten. Her nipples were starting to feel heated, just a bit…a sign that she was close to her limits. The lucario girl’s athletic body and eye-catching musculature curved and bent as she placed the ax down and stretched. She did this every twenty logs or so, but she couldn’t help but feel like she had worked the knot of pressure out of her lower back yet. She was going to need some help from-

“HOTCAAAAKKKEEESS!!” called a lofty and singsong voice from the cabin window roughly fifty yards away. Victoria turned, the lucario girl’s ears picking up her voice immediately. She could almost see Harmony’s giant chest falling out of the porch window she was calling from, the serperior jugs bouncing about in her loose tank top.

“Put some damn clothes on girl, for the love of arceus!” she dabbed the sweat from her brow with a rag as she trotted off for breakfast with her friend.

. . .

Victoria sat back in her chair, pushing her plate away as her eyes rolled. She panted, having scarfed down two giant pancakes from the skillet Harmony was now cleaning.

“Pretty good, eh?” laughed the lengthy, stacked half anthro serperior. Her hips swayed as she scrubbed the dishes and frying pan lightly. She was naked from the waist down, shamelessly bottomless in front of her lucario trainee. The pair were especially fit, athletic, and in Harmony’s case: stacked. The serperior was a world class jiu jitsu practitioner, and the lucario a more amateur mixed martial artist trying to make her name in her adjacent sport. Both of them shared a mutually friendly relationship as trainer and trainee, which Victoria has specifically requested after seeing the massive serperior in action. Victoria just hadn’t expected such a fierce competitor and wrestler as Harmony to be so casual with her nudity at home! She had gotten used to it as the two of them took up residence in the remote cabin located off to the fringes of a mountain branching off from route 7 and Mistralton City. It was far more ‘cozy’ and remote than Victoria had expected, but it was also perfect for training when it came to cardio. A sprawling valley beneath a looming mountain, the pair had spent almost two weeks in rotation as they cut weight and prepared for fights in each of their specialties. Victoria asked Harmony for help on many occasions, and made sure to pay closer and closer attention as she grew stronger and stronger. Harmony’s advice worked! Victoria couldn’t help but burp, thumping her chest with a balled fist as she responded to the sexy serperior before her,

“BBRROOUUUGGH,....uhhm…yeeeaahhh,” she sighed, the taste of leppa berries thick on her palate. She caught herself staring at Harmony’s ass as it slithered to and fro in the kitchen. She rose and stretched some more as she got ready to head back out for more training. Harmony hummed and nodded in approval, turning and swaying with her titanic chest as all ten feet of her sprawling, snake body slithered around the modest kitchen table towards the pantry.

“Good! Let’s get a spar in with all that energy!” she said with a smile, happy her trainee enjoyed her pancake recipe so much.

. . .

Thunderous, loud claps and smacks of boxing pads sent many birds fluttering and air rippling as Harmony slowly swayed and danced before Victoria. The serperior’s movements were swift as she threw her shoulders side to side, expertly framing the mitts as Victoria wailed away. Harmony threw her hands in big hooking angles, trying to punch through her trainee’s head with real force. The lucario dodged every single one before ducking and punching upward with a twist of her hips and feet. Harmony counted a pace and reset every dozen punches as she took ‘SHWACK’ and ‘FWAP’ every other second, those boxing mitts making her hands buzz as she balanced on her tail below. Victoria made brief eye contact, and Harmony nodded in approval as she picked up the pace! The serperior’s cleavage was slick with sweat. Victoria’s shorts were much the same, digging into her butt as her soaked t-shirt did the same. The cool air and sparse cloud cover did little to calm the heat of the sparring session as Harmony barked orders at the lucario with a shrug of her shoulders and a brief break.

“C’mon, hit that followup harder! The ‘two’ of the ‘one-two’ is EVERYTHING!” she beckoned, swaying around Victoria and pulling those shoulders back as the lucario came at her once more. A frenetic back and forth dance of Victoria’s punches and Harmony’s expertly spaced sways and movement took place as the two slowly waltzed around their makeshift sparring ring, blow after blow smacking the boxing pads as Victoria punched this way and that! Faster and faster they went, until both were peaking their heart rates and timing their blows together. There was such an elegant, wonderful tempo to their movements, and Harmony grinned ear to ear in glee as her friend and trainee showed visible improvements from the week before.

“THAT’S IT!” Harmony positively reinforced Victoria as her right hand glowed. A thrumming, aqua aura enwrapped her sparring gloved hand, turning it into a striking comet of energy as she summoned her force palm technique! Victoria threw a skyward uppercut that made Harmony take notice, the ‘THWACK’ to the pad cutting a tear in the thing as the serperior’s arm flew up and back.

“Hooohhh-yeah, that’s the WAY!” Harmony tore the glove off her hand as it stung from the spar. Her cheery demeanor beguiled the pain she felt in her palm…Victoria was really improving, and the deadly sting of her force palm was evidence of it. The lucario closed her eyes with a cocksure nod to herself. She crossed her arms over her chest after removing her own gloves. “Ye-h-haff-haff yeah, I am quite awesome, aren’t I?” she said through her panting with a sniff and a smirk. Harmony waved her hand through the air in a sarcastic cooling-down motion as she blew on her nails.

“...and so humble, too!” rolled the eyes of the towering jiu jitsu naga. She turned and her breasts turned with her, only for the serperior to look down and notice she had forgotten a bra. Her nipples were openly inflamed, and she blushed as her coiled body twisted beneath her. Fully erect ‘high beam’ nipples pointed off in different directions, standing upon her colossal mammaries as they were trapped in her soaked tank top fabrics.

“Wh-WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY SOMETHING?!” asked the big babe, embarrassed as she grabbed her breasts to sooth them. Victoria flared her nostrils, grabbing a towel and wiping herself off without too much concern.

“Hey, you’re the one getting half naked in the cabin every day! I didn’t think it was that big a deal,” she smiled, shaking her head. Harmony was a brilliant coach and trainer, but she always had that bubbly and happy-go-lucky personality that made things more enjoyable between training sessions. Being overly comfortable around one another was a fine price to pay, even if Harmony’s buxom figure was…distracting. Most grapplers and jiu jitsu practitioners Victoria had come across had modest size and lean limbs packed with power. Harmony bucked the trend by being as long and thick in the hips and tail as she was busty and voluptuous up top!

Victoria threw her a spare towel as they started heading back.

“Mnff, don’t worry: I’m not looking too close at your tits, boss,” teased the lucario, hopping away with a light jog. Done with training and a nice big breakfast, she had one final thing to worry about before her workday was complete: a massage and a nap!

. . .

Harmony squirted a giant glob of moisturizing lotion into her palm as Victoria lay on their makeshift massage table to the side of the living room. The serperior hummed along to the lo-fi playlist on the speaker as she slid her way around the couch and to her trainee. Victoria was fully nude, and looking rather peaceful as she tapped away at her phone.

“Anything interesting? I meant to ask if Gina got back to you yet,” spoke the serperior, rubbing her hands to coat them in the lotion as she loomed over Victoria. She placed her hands on the small of the lucario’s back, tracing up and down her spine as the smaller woman hissed from the cooling, soothing moisturizer being massaged into her blue fur. Harmony’s hands were ironically very tender and calming for someone who made a living using them to grapple and wrestle others to the mat.

“Nahhhh….nothing yet…” spoke Victoria with a bend to her torso and a soft yawn.

“Mmnfff-lower?” she asked with a contented sigh.

“Only if you promise to stop falling asleep, Vicky,” said the busty serperior with a roll of her eyes.

“No promises,” shrugged the lucario, listening to the music and putting her phone down to enjoy Harmony’s massage properly. The serperior drew all the knotted energies out of her back with a good kneading press. Her palms dug in and twisted in tiny circles, punching at the lucario’s muscles and flexing over her to soak that lotion into her. Victoria’s mind dove into fantasy land almost instantly. Harmony’s touch and tender wrist motions not only calmed her, but built up a deeply comforting heat in her core. There had never been a flame of infatuation beyond their camaraderie before, but the lucario could definitely feel the spark of a flame in her heart whenever Harmony’s hands graced her body…both in the sparring ring, or during the massages she graciously offered to her trainee as a recovery technique. ‘Pliability’ and frequent stretching was a cornerstone of the serperior’s regiment, and Victoria was starting to come around to it. It gave her an excuse to be closer to the captivating curves and bubbly personality Harmony wielded, while also making her a stronger fighter at the same time. Victoria kept things professional, but she was getting closer and closer to revealing her budding love for her naga friend. She opened her eyes as she felt Harmony’s breasts rubbing over her back as she leaned over her.

“Onnneeee, sec…MMN, there!” said the serperior as those giant jugs flopped over Victoria’s back and shoulders. “I’m blind, didn't see where I left the remote!” said the serpent as she got back to the massage without a care. Victoria was fully blushing as she felt the weight and size of them. She chose to bury her muzzle in the pillow and breathe deeply, it wasn’t yet time to let Harmony know she was into her.

“Bad news for me though, girl,” said Harmony with a heavy sigh as she kept kneading Victoria’s back, and then down to her butt. The lucario winced as her hips were smushed in then pulled out by the tension.

“Wh-what’s that,” asked Victoria.

Harmony paused for dramatic effect. Her lip quivered as she shook her head. Victoria looked back in worry for her trainer, what could have happened?

“I’m….FAT!” she cried, tears forming in her eyes as she leaned back and pulled her hands off the lucario. Victoria rolled her eyes, putting her head back down. She had heard this before, many times.

“I got on the scale this morning and it said ‘one at a time, please’!” cried the serperior, mocking herself with a jovial tone as she grabbed a towel and wiped down her hands.

“I am going right back to two-a-day cardio sessions! I’ll rendezvous with you in between them tomorrow morning, first thing!” she bounced around, swaying this way and that to neatly pack and put away the assorted toiletries around the massage table. Victoria just hummed in approval. Harmony was always aware of her weight and took pride in maintaining it. The last two weeks of treading water with cardio had left her feeling lackadaisical, and she sought out to fix it immediately.

“One other thing; your force palms are really shining lately. I think we should put some more effort into those, and really lean on them once we get to fight week… What do you think?” asked Harmony, now humming again after delivering her bad news report.

“Zzzz….Zzz,” responded Victoria, sawing logs as she fell asleep from the massage and music. Harmony stood for a moment, softly shaking her head. Victoria always fell asleep during her massages.

“Yeah yeah, get your rest now…you’re in for it tomorrow!” she slapped Victoria across the ass, a sharp SHWAP filling the air as the lucario yipped!

“HEY!” she blushed once more.

. . .

The next morning held a hazy, dew-coated humidity in the spring air. There wasn’t much of a chill, but there was an abundance of fog that slowly rolled through the valley containing the pair’s remote cabin. Harmony was up, dressed, and stretching at six o’clock sharp (well before her trainee’s eight o’clock wakeup time). She donned a light, water resistant windbreaker with a deep sanguine color. It went well with her green and gold striped lower half as it slithered beneath her. She grabbed her hefty ‘running’ weights, picking one up in each hand as she threw some music on her headphones and made for the forest at the far edge of their cabin’s clearing. She loved these early morning trips, and was humming and sliding along the ground with a sway and bend as she used that long lower half to propel herself with speed towards the pathway that bent through the tree line. Harmony looked about, making note of how dripping wet everything was from a light evening rain. It was all quite scenic and picturesque as she felt the dawn’s sunshine poking through the foggy cloud cover. She was a half mile from the cabin in a matter of two minutes, putting her hips and snake half to work as she made her way further towards the base of the mountains before her.

Roughly two miles north west of the voluptuous martial artist naga, a hefty and wide pair of equine legs worked their way through exceptionally tall grass and some muddy puddles to arrive at a clearing. A zebstrika of immense width and height stepped out of the tall grass, rolling his shoulders and welcoming the morning sun with a deep breath. His chest rose and fell, and he stood taller as he leaned down to get a nibble of some grass to start his morning. The lightning equine of a pokemon was streaked with dew and moisture, and beads of the moisture rolled down his sides and flanks as he stepped further and further into the open. He stared at the far end of his clearing where a small alcove of trees made way to a long enclosed trail. He absent mindedly grazed as he narrowed his ears in that direction. A tiny buzz of a lightning jolt crawled down his spine as he saw a few avians rise and fly from the trees. He hadn’t seen the serperior for at least a week, but perhaps today was the day she would come around once more. The big stud of an equine snorted as he blinked and trotted towards a more concealed portion of the clearing. His huge, swaying sack swung left to right, smacking the insides of his thighs with their girthy width. His demeanor, for those who could look beyond his stature, was that of a largely docile specimen in a secluded location. Zebstrika were surprisingly low key for a lightning empowered species, and this intelligent thunder summoner was no different. He had a knack for loosening his gait and walking with a sway that almost soothed those who came close. His ears rarely, if ever, went back to show hostility, and he had large open eyes that gave exceptional and deep layers of perception. He was no feral beast, he was much more.

That ‘more’ was cultivated from an especially large appetite. One that now reverberated in his middle, and more loudly in his giant black orbs. The leathered sack swaying and bouncing between his legs was especially caked in sweat after a long evening sleeping in the forests. The zebstrika wasn’t grimy at all, thanks to the copious amounts of rivers and fresh flowing mountain streams of the local geography. He was, however, properly musky due to the summer sizzle of humidity and moisture that pervaded from the rains. As abruptly as he appeared from the treeline, he disappeared right off to the side of that path as his ears flicked about. The zebstrika’s mane tingled as he grazed. He had a good feeling about today.

. . .

Harmony slithered with a big whip of energy from her torso, to her hips, then to her lower half and tail by way of that thick trunk of muscle beneath the shelf of her butt. She was glad she had worn a sweatband today. Her tank top and tight middle ‘pants’ (as most nagas called the big skirts they wore to cover up their genitals and buttocks) were as equally soaked as the red fabric clung to her body. It was high fidelity gear, and soaked up her sweat as she cooked under the windbreaker. Even in the early morning chill, she was steaming up quickly! The snake was in a proper cardio flow state, and worked her entire body consciously as she burned calories and filled her lungs with that fresh mountain oxygen.

That was, until she passed by a particularly hazy cloud. Harmony’s nostrils singed as she came to an abrupt stop. Her eyes twitched and she all but froze in place, looking around for the source of the scent before she could even get a full whiff of it. She tensed up and felt a deep chill run down her neck. She could smell the salted flavors of the burning, hot, pheromone laced variety. Wet grass and morning dew mixed with a giant flavor punch of stud musk slammed into her scent receptors as she squatted in place. She looked around and at the ground, unable to see or hear the source. She immediately arched her back as she dropped her stance and whined.

“H-hhhoohh…what is that…?” she whispered to herself, closing her nose and opening her mouth a bit. Harmony’s eyes began to water. She coughed lightly and pulled back upwards with her hips. She shook her head and blinked. Something was off. Her pussy quivered as the heavy fog of stud musk finally reached it. Her slit buzzed back at her, sparked immediately to a frightening degree. Harmony heard a rustling not ten yards away, and turned to see him; a statuesque stallion of a zebstrika up close and personal!

“Yy-you…?” she asked, letting her hands go from her nose as he calmly approached. He nodded ever so slightly, his eyes locking with hers once more. She had seen some zebstrika in passing before, but Harmony had never been close enough to them to appreciate just how huge they were… or was it just how huge HE was? He was just another wild fauna she caught a glimpse of in the tall grass of the rainy fields and pathways. Today, however, she was getting an all out assault on her senses as she looked below him to see the source of the scent.

His cock was enormous, hard, and throbbing to life as it hung from his sheath. It was far from fully erect, but even now at a flopping half mast it was at least two-plus-feet of heavy pinkish male meat. She was staring immediately, and still stunned in place by the scent as she looked on in mild exasperation.

“That’s-” she opened her mouth to speak and began to slither away, only to freeze up as her nostrils inhaled a second and third time. The zebstrika was very casual with his steps, and his body language was that of an inquisitive beast rather than some charging, horny bull. It was a bit mesmerizing. Just as he had planned. With her heart racing from the hour worth of cardio, his pheromones were that much more effective and quick to take effect.

“Th…mmmnn…?!”


Harmony’s words caught in her throat as his musk penetrated her senses. The buzz and heat of his flavor turned into something more tangible. He throbbed again, his cock oozing that scented aroma of hot, heavy, mare-breeding manhood.

Harmony, as bad luck would have it, was in the midst of a six month dry spell when it came to intimacy of any kind. A shame, considering she had a figure fit for a sex idol. Vivacious viibes that she had been hammering into submission with her rigorous physical activity came roaring back. She had been in a lull with her training until today, and that lull of rest had made her more receptive than usual to the scent of a man. A giant zebstrika that was hung like a monster was the last thing she would have normally considered, but as she finally tore her eyes away from his cock to make contact with his own pair, the twinkle in his fully captivated her. Her right hand dove into her pants. A single tear rolled down her muzzle as she removed her sweatband. She was burning with desire before she even knew what was happening. Instinct overrode every ounce of decency or dignity she had ever had.

“Wha-. I-is…am I…?,” she stammered, her eyes going wide as soon as she traced her fingers over her outer slit walls. She shivered as the zebstrika walked closer. Now less than five yards away, he bowed down a bit before her.

“Mmm, a bit of an ‘eerie impulse’, yes?” he spoke. Harmony’s eyes went wide open as his deep rumbling voice came out. He had spoken, clear as day.

“Learned it last year, it’s quite handy for introductions,” he spoke with a casual aloofness as his giant cock rose higher and grew thicker with a big pulse. Harmony could audibly hear his arousal as she quivered in place.

“Nice to finally meet you, beautiful,” he winked. “Name’s Nittoh, and you are…?”

. . .

Victoria itched her naked butt as she stepped into the kitchen. Her sight was hazy, but she still found her way to the refrigerator with a slow ambling walk. She grabbed a bottle of water and gulped it down with ripples on her neck. She glanced at the time on the microwave as she chucked the empty water bottle into the recycling. It was only 6:30. She should still be in bed. The blue canine stretched a bit as she felt the cold water soothing her thirst and bringing life to her body.

She was half asleep as she mutely put on some light clothes and walked out onto the porch of the cabin. She breathed in the moist, hazy air. The cool moisture of it pleased her. She almost never went out this early, but something about that fog and atmosphere was utterly gratifying.

Victoria grabbed a pair of jogging shorts and a light sweater as she leaned to and fro. She was still half asleep, even now, going through her pre-running stretch. Her ass bent and twisted with her hips as she lifted and bent them at the ankles. She squatted and gyrated her hips to get the kinks out. She sighed to herself, still in dreamland as her subconscious took over. She hummed, not even bothering to grab her earbuds or a drink as she left the cabin for a nice long walk. It was so pleasant out, why not get in some mild cardio before breakfast? Harmony would be happy she was being proactive about it, Victoria was certain.

. . .

Harmony was certainly happy. She was almost hysterical, in fact. Her breasts rose and fell, totally naked as she took her place beneath the giant equine. Her tail and body was curled around his legs as she stared, hypnotized and coerced to submission by the zebstrika’s musk alone. Her mind screamed as it was cooked from all sides by all of her senses. Nittoh’s presence was different from your average hung equine lazily stomping about. It pulled inwards on himself, and Harmony was caught in that hung striped male’s orbit with no way to break free of his spell.

She was okay with that, and her face was blushing as she opened her mouth wide and slowly inched closer to the zebstrika’s drooling dick tip. The thing was a fitting organ for such a big horse. The stuff of pornographic lore, it dripped with a long trail of honey from the flare to the grass below. Harmony’s breasts were so massive that they were the first to become glazed by his leaking precum trail, followed quickly by her tongue. She crawled under that flared cock and let the stud’s leaking cock slit coat her lengthy tongue.

Nittoh, simply standing and throbbing, smiled as he felt her shiver.

“Enjoy, darling,” he said with a deep voice in his chest. “It’s yours, after all,” he said with a matter-of-fact tone. Harmony’s eyes practically rolled back into her head as her mouth opened wider. She was about to pass out, but the pounding of her heart calmed as she heard his words. A talking, seemingly fully sentient zebstrika would be more cause for concern if his musk hadn’t completely submerged Harmony’s mind in thoughts of breeding and wrapping herself around his cock and balls. Nothing else mattered as the big magnetically charged steed felt the serperior beauty open wide and push up and over his tip. Harmony’s eyes watered. Her tongue lit up with sensational flavors of fat, hung, tasty zebstrika cock as her nostrils flared at the onslaught of musk still flooding her nasal passage. Her heart pounded faster as she loudly shoved her head forward.

“GNGN–GG…GGGWUNK-'' she closed her eyes and pushed with a desperate swallow. Rational thoughts were far in the rearview mirror as carnal urges took over. Harmony couldn’t remember her own name, let alone how taboo this was. Her body didn’t care. All that mattered was getting that monster’s dick inside of her. She was a perfectly suited species for such a task, and her coils twisted around the stud’s legs and inner thighs as she coiled him. Her breasts bounced as she rocked forward, a giant bulge of his piston diving down her throat as soon as she wriggled close enough. Nittoh sighed as the hypnotic properties of his musk kicked in. He breathed deep, and Harmony felt his rising and sagging belly as his lungs filled with oxygen. He slowly helped her, leaning forward and stepping into the motion as he-

‘GGGH..NNK…GGLKK-SSHHLLORP-SHHHLOORRRP’ Nittoh slowly pumped his massive horsecock down Harmony’s throat. Her breasts heaved and swayed in all their splendor, two massive jugs shaking in unison as his cock pushed down her neck and peeked into her stomach. The zebstrika snorted. He flared his lips and licked them. He was quite enjoying the yield of her body as it was wrapped around his girth.

“OHHHhhhhnnn…Thirsty giiiiiirl-hnrf!”

He closed his eyes and worked his hips four times as hard, pulling that cock back and dunking it inside again as soon as he felt Harmony’s mouth and esophagus struggling to take it. He pumped that piston inside her again as soon as she gave a throaty ‘GGGNNH-F’GUUNK’ of a swallow. He had never had such a perfectly proportioned cocksucker clinging to him like a condom, and he was going to enjoy it! Harmony’s eyes all but glittered with a twinkle of enthralled bliss. She worked her neck and torso, breasts shaking and swaying beneath her torso as his bulging was repeatedly stuffed inside.

Nittoh’s demeanor was quick to change once he felt the excited, submissive motions of his new serperior friend. He let his greed take over as he went more stoic. He sounded far more like a beast in his breathing and huffing as he stuffed all of himself into her. Her body yielded, rippling and hugging him tight as every inch finally slammed into her muzzle, his balls swinging before her face as he stopped in place!

“NRRREEEEIIIIIGH-GNN-!!’ he neighed, punctuating the moment with one giant flex of his nuts. The zebstrika’s balls crawled with three pulses of lightning, all of which wrapped around that leatherbound sack to crawl along his veins right next to the torrent of equine seed! It let loose inside of her, bulge after bulge of cum crawling along that underbelly to mix with the lightning and zap Harmony. She trembled in awe as her eyes rolled. Her coils clung to the big lightning striped beast, and she gulped for dear life as every ounce of his climax bloated her stomach. Her sternum took each bulge of zebstrika cum, diving between those breasts to turn her flat and toned stomach to a rounded pot belly in less than ten seconds. Gulp after gulp, bulge after bulge, Harmony’s mind was emptied of all thought besides the most lustful, carnal twinges. She was lost to the moment, and lost to that giant equine as he let his tongue out and shuffled backwards.

“Hmn-hnnf-MMN!” he hummed to himself, his voice booming in that chest as he waddled backwards to pull his powerful prick out of her. The thing was still drooling cum from the flared tip as he abruptly ‘PPPWOP’d it out of her jaws, her mouth left open and panting as it dripped and gushed with his seed. Nittoh let the moment hang in the air. He let Harmony breathe, as best she could at least, and he nodded with approval as he felt her coils finally relax and fall about his hooves and legs. He hadn’t ever had the pleasure of deep throating a serperior before, but he was delighted that it was everything he imagined and more!

That destructive cock of his drooled cum as Harmony fell to the ground in a heap. It drooled on her hair and face, glazing her further as she desperately gasped for air, gagging and gurgling quite a bit as his cum bubbled up from her stomach to her throat. She covered her mouth, closing her eyes and curling up into a semi fetal position. Nittoh just loomed, his cock growing half limp as he chuckled in the afterglow.

His cock crackled with more jolts. Small streaks of lightning currents and a couple of tiny sparks crawled from that cock’s tip to the base of his shaft. The stud’s eyes shimmered a bit with an aquamarine tint. He wanted more.

. . .

Victoria had a foreboding, heavy feeling deep in her chest the moment she reached a bend of the mountain trail. Harmony’s tracks were visible in the trail for at least a mile, but now they stopped and banked into a dip to the side, behind a rather sizable rock face and array of boulders. Victoria didn’t like it one bit, and cleared her head as she slowed down to look around.

“H-..hhuh-...h--mmm…where did you get off to?” she looked about, sniffing at the air and smelling a slightly sour odor among the humidity…One akin to sex, with a faint big of Harmony’s scent mixed in. Victoria didn’t like the uncertainty. She closed her eyes and focused her aura, her hair strands glowing faintly as she put out a wave of perception to locate her friend and mentor.

The aura was returned in an instant, sending a massive tidal wave of frisson down Victoria’s body. From her head to her calves it rocketed through her, causing her to wince and drop to her knees in a heap. “WH-NN…WWHA?!” Victoria’s heart rate rose. The feedback that aura search had given her had shared the emotional state of Harmony, and it wasn’t what she expected. She felt hot flashes all over, and her nethers quickly burned with a warmth that made her blush red.

“Th-fnng-FUCK is this?!” Victoria staggered to her feet, grimacing harshly as she felt more sweat break out. She tried her best to let go of those feelings, but lucario were notoriously sensitive to those auras when they let down their guard enough to let it out and perceive their surroundings. The feisty girl felt her nipples buzzing, and her heart pounding faster. She dared not admit the sensations she was feeling. Could Harmony have met someone out here and snuck off to romp a bit? No, there wasn’t a single hint of such a thing going on during their training, and those sensations she got were far from pleasant. There was a layer of fear, hidden beneath a wrapping graft of raw and massive lust. And then, a much scarier looming presence right behind it.

Victoria calmed her aura and breathed deep to regain her composure as she jogged down the path. She didn’t know what was wrong, but she knew Harmony was in danger. That much was certain.

She followed the trail around the boulders and through a few trees, hearing a rustling and a loud stomping of something…possibly hooves? She dared not send her aura out to search, and instead used her nose to seek out the sour scent and waft of musk and heat. She didn’t even realize that the musk itself was the cause of her sudden bout of heated struggle…

That was, until she came upon the hidden alcove where Nittoh had absconded with her mentor. Victoria froze in place, ducking down and pulling a branch just low enough to see them clearly. Not twenty yards away, she watched with a focused gaze as a nude(!) Harmony slithered beneath a massive, wide bodied zebstrika. It was as big as a mudsdale, and perhaps even more hung as she saw Harmony’s hips and breasts swaying to slither beneath him. Was this some caught pokemon she had hidden away in a pokeball somewhere? Victoria shook her head and raised an eyebrow, almost chuckling in her incredulity.


“No. Freakin’. Way.” she looked on, Harmony opening her mouth and hungrily latching onto the stud’s shaft with her tongue and jaw. She stuffed two fingers into her pussy slit, slowly slobbering and salivating over his cock as she worked it up and down. Victoria was horrified, yet couldn’t look away. The feeling of taboo hung heavy on her psyche. She had known Harmony for years, and this was nothing like her!

“Gn-” Victoria winced with a cringe, eyes closed as she shook her head. She wasn’t perturbed by the sight, she was disgusted at how it made her feel to see. The gash between her legs instantly began to drool, and one mighty quiver in those nethers made Victoria’s heart sink. She opened her eyes back up, taking one long and deep breath as she slowly placed one hand down her shorts.

“You think you know someone, Arceus…” she thought to herself, watching as her mentor, friend, and trainer licked and slobbered over a zebstrika cock as if it was an oversized lollipop. She kissed and pursed her lips, she coiled her tongue around it, she opened her jaw wide to get as much of the thing as she could to rest in her gulping grip, and she even brought the tip of her tail to bear against his flare as it pulsed…

Victoria stuck a prodding finger into her slit and worked it back, spreading the gash just so. She pushed a bit of her middle finger in, rubbing back and forth as she bit her lip. This was hot to see. Not just that, but it felt so damn WRONG to watch unfold! Victoria surmised that this was why Harmony was so eager to do her morning slither across the forest. She was hiding her own personal fuck toy of a beast. And why shouldn’t she? Victoria closed her eyes and felt more bouts of frisson down her spine. She was shocked at how the sight, sound, and scent of what was happening sent her pussy into a frenzied heat spell. She grabbed her left breast with her free hand, palming it slowly and kneading it to try and calm down a bit. She adjusted in place, sitting on her own calves and leaning forward from her hidden place in a thick bush to watch from afar. She didn’t even try to turn away any more. Now she stared, barely managing to close her eyes every five seconds to shake her head and stop overthinking it.

Nittoh’s cock buzzed. His balls rose with tension filled flexes. His body stood still and stoic, less of that body language he had exuded before. Now with a big proud stance, his chest stuck out and his head up high. The equine’s tail flicked over his butt with his sparkly white fur. All of him seemed to quake with a pulse of his lightning, and his cock did the same as Harmony swung around him. She was performative with her motions as she tucked herself against that cock with her upper body, grabbing her breasts and sandwiching it between them as she jutted her head for the tip. Nittoh stood tall, statuesque as his dick radiated energy and heat. The musk crept out from the pair of them, pouring off of Nittoh’s pulsating balls, butt, and shaft as his salted equine fragrance crept that much closer to Victoria.

The lucario put another finger at the outer walls of her slit, massaging more vigorously and briefly spreading herself to let it tense more properly. She held back her breath as she felt a pit in her stomach. A sense of dread overwhelmed her as her eyes opened. Victoria froze as she watched the zebstrika’s dick flex while Harmony licked and nuzzled the flared tip of the thing. As if possessed; the equine’s cock head suddenly surged forward and gaped open, snatching Harmony’s muzzle and face in one heavy gulp!

‘SSSHW-UMPH’ his cock sucked her in, pushing Harmony’s ears and hair back as her body suddenly hugged his shaft and legs tight once more! Her coils pulled around his shaft, trying to pry herself off of it, only for Nittoh’s flare to erupt with heavy pulses around her head! It tugged so hard and so fast that-

‘GGGLMP-’ Victoria’s eyes went wide as Harmony dove into that zebstrika dick, her entire head consumed as his flare pushed down over her shoulders! The serperior’s body wriggled and cringed around his shaft until the zebtrika’s balls sent another jolt, fighting back with an electric pulse to numb and weaken her struggles! Victoria watched in an absolute trance, her head shaking as she felt her heart skip a beat. What was happening?! She was aghast, removing the hand from her breast and covering her mouth as she-

‘Sshlccrk’ her hand was slicked with her juices, doused in a massive gush of female cum as her body betrayed her. She stifled another worried gasp as her eyes watered. The spectacle of Harmony, a powerful serperior of voluptuous proportions, being swallowed head first by the cock of a hung equine beast was so outrageous that her body had no recourse but to quiver in awe. Her mind raced. This was some strange, perverse nightmare. She had to be having the weirdest, sexiest, most odd dream of her life. It was the only thing that made sense.

That was the only explanation for the way Harmony’s tits shook about, jerked up and down rapidly as her shoulders braced against that hungry cock’s flared head. Her arms were pulled back, shoulders and breasts assaulted by it. The muscled mass of his equine missile pulsed with a charged jolt. It expanded, loudly swallowing her left breast first! ‘SSHHHMMP-’ it struggled to consume that huge mammary before making an even louder followup gulp as it devoured the right, ‘GGGG-WWUMP-’ those tits wobbled, bulging and bloating the underbelly of the zebstrika’s shaft as she filled it! Harmony’s arms pulled to her side as her coils desperately clung to his shaft. She might have been enthralled by his musk, but her survival instincts wouldn’t simply let her surrender to the naga-slurping piston between his legs! Nittoh’s balls jumped up and down, their discharge crawling down that shaft and relaxing Harmony’s coils with pulse after pulse of energy, until they finally relaxed enough to-

‘SSHMMp…ghlmm-GHHLM-GLLHHMM-GHHHLMMP-PWUMP-PWUMP-PWUMP-PLUUUMMMMP’

Harmony’s entire upper body corked the cock of that stud’s dick widened to swallow her whole! His cock groaned with a flex and a stretch as it crawled down to her hips and tugged her inside with a fierce gripping suction! Her face and breasts were the most visible bulges to crawl up that shaft, her coils framing them before they fell away from the bloated lightning rod’s tunnel of flexing thickness. Harmony gave a heavy, muffled groan of a yell as that dick head opened and yawned over her bloated belly, ‘GGGLOMPH-’ it joined the rest of her, swimming up that shaft as her hips corked the flare!

Nittoh’s front hoof kicked at the dirt. He bared his teeth and shuddered with a quick neigh. He rolled his shoulders and closed his eyes. Victoria could not break herself of the spell, watching and stuffing her hand between her legs to more harshly dig into her gash. She held her breath, trying to remain hidden despite her pounding heartbeat and fearful tingles now running up and down her body. Dream, nightmare, all she knew was she had to see it through to the end.

Then it came; the rippling tugs. The big equine’s cock lengthened and crawled around the fringes of her butt. Victoria watched as it caressed and squirmed up and around those hips and her ass, lifting and pulling with the dense musculature of his prick. The equine himself was in his own trance now, and it was glaringly obvious that he was savoring her in a slower fashion. Victoria’s heart sank as Harmony’s coiled tail finally relaxed, the lack of oxygen inside of that cock draining her strength. Nittoh dug his back hooves in and put a sashay into his hips. The big horse was shockingly dextrous as he got his hips going with a left to right sway, swinging about as Harmony’s tail fell from his shaft and legs! Without the anchoring of her tail end, that fat horsecock flare finally-

‘SSSHHHGGG-GGWOM-’ it loudly cupped and descended down upon Harmony’s butt cheeks and wide naga hips with a momentous, three second gulp! The stud’s eyes closed as he stopped his hips shaking to neigh and shiver with lightning all over! Harmony’s tail flailed in a corkscrew, whipping spiral as the zebstrika’s huge girthy rod slurped her like a noodle!

“NREEEIIIIIIGHHH-” he neighed with a voice break as Victoria watched, finally wincing and closing her eyes as she felt climax take her. She shuddered, stumbled, and tripped backwards onto her butt, rustling loudly as she turned and crawled, still spasming from the orgasm she never wanted to pop off. The sight, the sound, the scent, and especially the aura pouring off that equine and her friend was too much. One eye crept open, refusing to miss the final swallow.

Nittoh thought nothing of the rustling, far too busy with the whipping tail of that big curvy snake trying its best to grab onto something and escape. He clenched and clenched, cock pulling and pulling and pulling some more as it loudly stuffed her into the final abode: those black, leathery zebstrika orbs.

The clenching pair of testes stopped jumping and pumping lightning in order to properly receive their bounty. Harmony’s shivering, gasping face and lidded eyes popped in first, her features visible against the scrotal flesh as she fell forwards…followed by her shoulders and breasts. Nittoh’s sheath flexed to welcome her every curve, her hourglass of a figure a wonderful contrast to that lengthy tail of a lower half. Nittoh was in bliss. A heavy, difficult, satisfying bliss that was only attainable through such methods. He felt her voice. Her groans. Her pretty face. Her wide, thick butt. Her powerful wiggle. Her hefty jiggle. The milky contents of her enormous boobs. The sensations rolling through his cock were vivid and explosive, pleasure unknown to any creature but he. His flare slurped her tail entirely. Feet upon feet of it, the long muscled serperior growing less and less visible before it finally-

‘SSSHHHRRPL-PLLRRT-VVVMPH!’ she was locked inside, that flare sending her up the shaft and beyond with a hungry ‘SSHHHHHHLLLLOORRRRRPPP-’ of a final gulp! A ripple of weight carried the rest of her up the shaft, beyond the medial ring, into that sheath, and finally into his rapidly expanding set of cum tankers!

Harmony pushed and pulled as she arrived. She screamed. She was muffled immediately, the hot sauna of a chamber pushing back with gusto. As she forced his balls to grow and expand with her size, they forced her to curl up and contort against her own body. She was an athlete, and Nittoh found it almost too easy to force her into a ball…HIS balls, right in the center with that tail forced between her breasts. She was lifted and hugged by his nuts, the weight and width of her breasts suffocating her as her arms were lost to her sides. She could not push, pull, nor ‘swim’ about as that sack rose and tightened around her.

Nittoh breathed deeply, grunting now and panting as he felt her stretching and bloating his balls. The flesh was surprisingly malleable and proved effective at wrangling their prey with every wayward squeeze and clench from the stud himself. His prostate was lightning empowered, and he had learned a rather effective way to turn those prodigious balls into a power-battery of sorts.

Harmony’s features became more and more visible as those black leather cum tankers swelled with her presence. They dropped lower, drooping and rising with loud lifting clenches.

“Hnrf-Hnnr…HNNF-” he huffed and puffed, stoic in his demeanor now as his body got to work. The stud could cum right here and now, but it was much more important to save his seed for a few beats longer.

Harmony opened her mouth for another scream only to finally be dunked in the batter around her. The zebstrika’s stretched nuts grew rounder, fuller, and even bigger as the giant naga within was enveloped in the building reservoir of cum all about. Fresh from the source, her eyes watered as she instinctively gulped for air. She was lost to the building and growing gallons upon gallons of striped equine stud butter, and as soon as her world went dark, those cum churning bollocks bounced in unison around her! Nittoh’s lightning returned, the stud’s powers and flesh taking turns hugging the naga with weighty squeeze after weighty squeeze! Harmony gulped cum thrice more, gargling and sputtering a cough and a moan as she flopped from side to side.

“MMNFRO-NNFG-HGNH-GGWROGH-CCHRGH-Gchfh-GGHMNMH-MMNOFFF!!” She still managed to vocalize herself, but all vibration and voice was simply lost to the zebstrika’s sack. He had her, and she felt it as a giant squeeze and an even bigger jolt of lightning went up that sack and-ZZZRRRT-

Harmony gasped, the cum pheromones and the lightning force feeding her pleasure despite her horrified state of panic. Her eyes crossed. Her ass lifted. Her coiled body hugged herself, forced to by the stud’s ballsack. It pushed her into herself. It pumped cum into her mouth, then finally her lower entryways. Fully loaded and bathed in that churning stud butter, Harmony’s nipples grew hard enough to be visible upon those two hefty orbs. She struggled, throwing her shoulders about in defiance. Nittoh filled his sack with his special lightning, summoning a proper ion deluge to do what he always set out to: absorb her into himself entirely.

The pumping muscles of his nethers all flexed in unison, and a hydraulic press worth of pressure enraptured Harmony. The lightning came in from the outer leathers of the equine’s globes, and every curve of that serperior was saturated with his energies as-

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