Art is from the CVD Vol 3: Boté Balls

Phew-- okay wasn't expecting a sudden writer's spark but uh -- ya down bellow you'll find a vignette for the above image~
(I'm no word smith-- so expect errors and sloppy grammar-- but hope you enjoy~!)

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A ragtag group of naughty criminal pokemon bois were on their way to pulling off the biggest heist of their regional cell! Nearly an entire Pokecenter's store of healing pokemon! No one in their criminal organization would even consider robbing one of the largest pokecenter's in the area-- just not worth it. Sure, having all those healing pokemon would make Team rocket even more capable! But, security was too high for the type of volume you'd need to snatch. That didn't stop the group from hatching a brilliant scheme. See-- one of the hardest things to get around is the constant scanners for pokemon related technology. You bring any sort of fancy device or tools -- they'll get caught instantly. So you could only do it the old fashion way. But, those same security scanners would catch you running out with pokeballs as well.

Nickit mentioned seeing a commotion a while back-- where an Ekans goes and swallows some pokeball that fell on the ground. Probably just thought it was a tasty egg. Was walking out with it and to the Nickit's surprise, the sensors didn't go off! Snake only got caught cus he bumped the curb and let open a massive Garchomp.

Thankfully, they were no strangers to snacking on prey with their own girthy "snakes". With that revelation the hatched a heist -- and performed it flawlessly!

Well... they would have... if it wasn't for that damn Torracat milling about on security!
They knew about him. They were well prepared for all personal on site.
But something must have tipped him off. Maybe the cat was used to burying his muzzle into the crotches of a lot of guys on his off hours. Picked up even on the faintest of phallic pheromones. Even got right up to poor Zangoose's raging boner and gave the tip a lick-- causing him to let loose a slight moan. Not being an illusionist himself-- and unable to control himself after having inserted hundreds of pokeballs down that very gland, allowed the Torracat to see (and well, hear) right through the illusion -- revealing the trespassers!

The fire feline smirked, gave one teasing smooch and lick of the pre licking out, before jumping back -- fire bristling from its mouth as it let loose its screech! Alarms blared, lights spun, and shutters were closing quickly!
Thankfully-- Zororark managed to grab the shiny zangoose out of his stooper and on cue, the other two hopped on top of their buddy. In an instant the group was gone-- leaving in their wake boxes and clutter as Zoroarc blitzed through and past the closing shutter of a window with Extreme Speed.

They made it out of being definitively caught-- but now tensions were high and the fuzz were gonna be chasing their butts and on the back of their balls!

Not to mention that damn Torracat managed to track them down on its own! Probably didn't help he had a direct sample of the scent (and taste) for Zangoose. Or maybe he's just that much of a dick slut he could pick up on the smallest trace of pre dripping from their shafts.

They had to shake him -- those sirens were only getting closer. So Zoroark and his lil budy Zorua spun a clever illusion, while Zangoose tried his best to seductively entice and leave an opening for Nicket to exploit.
Turns out the Torracat was indeed quite the gay slut. Maybe it was the immense sexual energy in the air too -- and probably Zoroark and Zorua's illusion helping to subtly "set the mood" and really make Zangoose look and sound attractive to him.
But the black and orange security feline believed the red-clawed thief -- when he said he gives up. That he's done with crime. That he didn't want to do this heist anyways. He'd rather just stay there with Torracat -- willingly get caught-- tell them everything he knows. If it means-- at least-- he'd get to have some personal time with that warm mouth of his~.


He took the bait. raging hard and tackling the theif-- Torracat gladly took to having his way with that massive blue girth while he idly played with the clacking balls hidden away just bellow. He knew the others were probably long gone by now anyhow. Better to just... "detain" this one -- get all the information they can from him -- after a little playtime of course~.

And what a playtime it was-- for he was well practiced with "servicing" larger pokemon. Easily taking in half of that fleshy spire in one gulp-- before burying his muzzle down to the base in a second!

All that slurping, all that slopping sucking-- all that moaning-- all that powerful musk -- it's no wonder the cat couldn't hear the already impossibly silent approach of the foxy thief. Almost menacingly his tail loomed over the pair-- bottom opening wide--wider--wider still! A fleshy tunnel oozing with saliva inching over the security cat's head. As soon as he came up for air after plunging down to the base multiple times-- the tail struck. Slooped right over the black cat's face and torso. No time to react -- he was caught-- the fleshy tail constricting tightly around half his body.

Nicket couldn't help but moan and slobber all over the ground. His tail maw's inner flesh was lined with taste receptors and boy did he want to just suck on this cat for a looooong time~ maybe even send it down to be fox pudge.
But-- alas-- doing that would make escape-- which they were still on the run-- impossible for the small lad. Already the large sac slows him down. But a belly full of struggling prey 2 or 3 times his own size? Ain't gonna happen.

With a heft and grunt Nickit lifted his would be tail meal up and over the zangoose-- who had the teasing pleasure of the cat's back paws rubbing and grasping at his phallus as they passed-- desperately trying to free himself.

Zoroarc and Zorua re-appeared, happy to see improptu trap worked. Seeing Nickit's side eye to his tail prey Zoroarc wordless nodded-- knowing their was only one option. So, with the help of Zangoose controlling those flailing legs, bending them back, infact, so the cat's but was to press on the Zoroarc's glands-- Torracat was released from the fox's flesh tailmaw, only to be inserted into a whole new fleshy tube, this time phanny first.

Zangoose kept their prey as silent and passive as he good-- even gave the cute kitty a smooch for their fun time together. The panic in the cat's eyes did nothing to hide his aroused blushing as he was pushed inside -- to make the would be hero join the rest of the "loot". But that would have to be taken care of on the move-- they stayed too long in one place.


They haven't escaped the sirens and search parties yet.

Then it happened -- at the perfectly wrong time. Finding themselves snooping behind some buildings in a dark allyway, police cars zooming on the streets beyond-- Zoroarc fumbled. That energy spent on illusions and speedy maneuvers, the sneaky vulpine couldn't help but slip up. Normally he was the most careful and focused of the group, but he was exhausted. The wrong movement or two made his dick slip out of Zangoose's hands-- the cat managed to pull himself just slightly free, enough to let loose a screech. They needed to flee.

But the sudden jerking and surprise scream only caused him to back peddle in just the wrong way-- *bzztping* in a muffled ping and dimmed light radiating from his balls-- a few of the pokeballs opened -- Zoroarc gasped. In a split second he was ready for the worstcase scenario-- tensing up-- constricting Torracat so hard it might as well have choked him back down his cock -- he waited--- one second-- two... an eary silence over the sirens in the background. He looked down and sighed relief -- only a few smaller sized pokemon were released. Nothing he couldn't handle-- but now the sirens grew louder and louder -- and his prey were about to struggle and scream.


Thinking quickly -- Zangoose, Nickit, and Zorua dived to the closest moving bulge they could and did their best to restrain and muffle the shouts coming from within. Stuck and frozen in fear of being caught -- sexual tensions high -- Zoroarc did his best to calm himself and the others. With knowing nods and silent affirmations they stood stone still.


The police cars were parking. Voices were shouting. The search parties were looking.

If they were lucky, they'd be passed by. It was a pretty nondescript and small space. Only the Torracat had saw them. Perhaps they wouldn't bother thinking to search such nondescript out of the way spots -- thinking such a huge heist couldn't have been pulled off by a few pokemon.

Unlikely, but they hoped.

If he had to, maybe Zoroarc could spin just one more illusion. Eek out one more trick-- just enough to give them a head-start or even better, avoid detection all together.

With his sac struggling,
His dick squirming,
And his friends all groping him,
muffling the pokemon inside his exhausted body...

Boy did he not want to test that theory.

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