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Space.

An endless arena of stars and darkness.

Meteorites float about in this open cosmos, swerving towards one another—tiny pieces breaking off from a few collisions. Within this vast atmosphere lies a blue spaceship: Wide and large, consisting of lines forming themselves into squares. There's an opening at the end of the ship, allowing for smaller ones to enter anytime. It drifts about, brushing off meteorites hitting it occasionally.

Within the ship is a Buizel piloting ahead, wearing a blue shirt and black pants with a red bowtie on her ear. The name tag, Anthon, plasters on her shirt, the Buizel staring off with a smile. Her hands grips the wheel, her big butt jerks around the seat.

"That planet was wonderful!" she exclaims, her tails swishing. "The stardust we've collected, the colorful ice cream I've tasted, and that really, really cool creature with multiple legs kicking that tall building into outer space!" The Buizel snorts, covering her maw. "What a powerhouse!"

She turns the wheel slightly. "Justin was shocked by its power. And Izzy was noping himself out of there, hehe." The Buizel sighs softly. "I forgot what that creature's name was: Ravelock or something?" Shrugs. "Regardless, it was a successful exploration!" Squeals. "I couldn't been more happier about it, too. Oh just thinking about it again is making me giggle with joy, hehe!"

Dust sprinkles across the dark space as the ship commences. "Since the two wants me to watch over the ship, I hope they're safe partaking in their journey, especially Izzy." She snorts. "I know how skittish he can be sometimes. Justin too, for that matter."

THUD!

The Buizel flinches, turning slightly. "They're back already? Didn't know the exploration would be that short." Turning fully, she covers her muzzle. "Izzy! Justin! You there?"

No response.

"...Izzy? Justin?"

Silence.

"…" The woman glides her paw over a single button and presses it, the ship undergoing autopilot upon the 'SWOOSH' sound jetting out. "I'm going to check that out then." Getting up, she walks to a nearby cabinet and opens it: Snatching a lone flashlight. She leaves the pilot room.

Click!

The device's light dashes within the vast pure black, displaying a lone hallway ahead. Anthon enters the center of the ship: Couches forming in a circle, four hallways directing themselves to different locales, including the one she comes from. One path leads to rows of rooms, the second has only two rooms, third has one singular door, and the fourth one leads to the pilot room itself.

THUD!

She flashes at the first path with the rooms, squinting. The weasel travels there, bypassing the kitchen and play rooms filled with all sorts of gaming devices. One of them is a Playstation 5, and it has exactly zero ga—

Anthon looks at the play rooms: Nothing of note to be found here. "Hmm…" She then peeks in the kitchen, scanning at the silverware, utensils, and cabinets. "Hmmmmmm…." Squinting, she roams back into the hallway. "I wonder if I'm just hearing things." Her head tilts. "Like it could be a fluke or something."

BANG! THUD!

She flinches, quickly turning towards the bedroom beside her.

"Spoke too soon."

She cautiously moves forward, keeping her light flashed at the room. The Buizel frowns.

(I'm...not sure if I want to do this,) she thinks, her hand frozen mere inches from the handle. (But if I don't investigate the sound, then whatever this is...may cause us some trouble.) Sighs. (May as well take care of it before it's too late.)

Anthon lays her hand on the handle, twisting the knob.

Creeeaak…

The door opens, unveiling the room's insides. It's nothing spectacular: A singular bed to the left, a closet plus two dressers sitting ahead, and a circular blue carpet residing in the middle. Gray walls spread across the room, a small trash can laying by the bed.

Anthon blinks, moving her hand side to side—flashing at anything out of the ordinary.

Nothing.

"Huh…"

She double checks: No sounds spark at all here. She sighs in relief.

"Welp." Anthon rests her hands by her hips, smirking. "I guess I really was imagining things, after all!"

_Something nudges her back. Something… SLICK. _

"Huh?" She flinches, turning around before gasping. A rather extraordinary monster stands slightly taller than her: Big tits perking, its balls hanging while its cock is tall enough to reach the ceiling. This faceless, layers of mouths alien lets out a soft growl: Presumably providing the otter a rather seductive gaze.

"What the—"

. . .

"Mmf! Mmmf! MMF!"

Anthon bops her head on the creature's dick: Her clothes lying on the side while she's on her knees, her big tits jiggling along the way. The demogorgon's orbs slap her chin each time, the monster groaning deeply, her own tits swaying at each movement.

The Buizel moans, her saliva raining over the shaft, her twin-tails swinging. "Mmf!" (Oh fuck! God, it's so very _ BIG! _)

The alien speeds up, stroking her tits as she shudders. It growls softly, saliva oozing out while staring down the otter comically slurping over the massive rod. Anthon shivers, her tongue nudging—grinding against the meatstick.

(Good grief, to think I'd end up in this position again!) Blushing, Anthon shivers during the forceful deepthroats, leaking pre-juices. (The tentaclions were spicy enough at riling me up on the moon planet! This monster here is giving me that vibe, mmm!) The otter shudders, her tongue sliding. (Minus the many tentacles, hehe~!)

Once the pre-seeds drop, the demogorgon stops for a bit: Stroking the otter's head. She then rams and slams quickly, hammering away at the Buizel's maw. She growls, practically rag-dolling the water Pokémon back and forth.

(Ngh! So rough and aggressive!) Anthon mewls, gazing upon that savory monster-cock she's sucking. She ogles at that maw-shattering wood, having hearts for eyes. The otter rolls her eyes up, blushing beyond belief. "MMFF!"

The futa snarls, groping her own tits—plapping more and more and more. Anthon's saliva paints over the dick, sacks assaulting her chin each time. Her tails swing rapidly, her toes scrunching—her hands clenching her knees.

(OH FUCK, AH!)

The Buizel whines, her juices spraying and sprinkling all over the ground below. The monster shoves her cock forward: Dumping a massive amount of cum while growling, gripping the otter's head.

Anthon's belly expands instantly, the Buizel's eyes widening. "MMPH!?" Her stomach looks as bloated as a balloon, shuddering the water girl. Anthon tries swallowing it all before a couple spills out, showering over her tits and inflated belly—some even sprinkling across the floor, too!

The monster sticks the otter in place, opening her petal-like maw to release a soft growl. She gazes down, her head tilting at the Buizel nearly gagging on the big slop-pole. After what feels like hours, the dark creature jiggles herself and pulls her dick out, blasting a few more cum across the otter's tits.

Anthon instantly coughs out rivers of cum, her stomach shrinking back to normal. "Ngh...Ah…" She can barely get a word out, her tongue hanging, her vision blurring: Thoughts circulating in awe at the blowjob madness the monster provided. Anthon stares ahead at the seductive growl of the monster-alien, shivering.

"M-Mmm..."

The demogorgon's dick throbs, her abs perking in full display alongside her big melons. She wavers, her huge orbs and rod shifting side to side: Capturing the Buizel in a trance. The Pokémon wags her tails once more, gasping softly when the monster's dick taps her snout.

"M-Mm...Oh..."

Anthon drools.

. . .

The bed creaks and shrieks: The monster lifting the Buizel forcefully on her dick, stomach bulging nonstop. Anthon wails during the ride, her pussy gripping the huge shaft, squirting its fluids all over. The weasel huffs, her ass wobbling at each bounces.

"Ngh! Ah!" Anthon mewls, her tits jiggling and quaking—fumbling under the rough thrusts the alien monster provides. The demogorgon growls, rubbing the woman's ass and occasionally smacking it.

"OH!" The Buizel yaps, her hands latching onto the monster's tits: Groping in delight. The creature growls once more, clenching her feet—shivering joys exude. Anthon gazes upon the massive dick stretching her belly, panting heavily. "Ah! Holy shit, your dick is so big!" Moans. "It's soooo destroying my insides—my internal parts, oho~!"

The monster simply roars and fucks, keeping a firm grip on Anthon's booty. She smacks those fat buns once again, Anthon gasping and shuddering while her booty wobbles. Pre-seeds jet into her, the gruesome thrusts pacing itself further. The creature's balls slap against the woman's booty, ushering a mewl out of her.

"Ah! AH!" Anthon gnashes her teeth. "OH FUCK, NGGH!"

The demogorgon growls, shuddering once more at the Buizel fondling her melons. Soon she opens her petal-like mouth: Her tongue slings, latching around Anthon. The woman gasps, her head launching forward.

"EEK!" Anthon's face plunges into the monster's maw. Despite the rows of teeth lining across, the maw never seems to hurt the otter. She calms herself before the creature slides its tongue into her mouth, the otter moaning and shuddering. "Mmf!" The forceful tongue circulates throughout, leading her to spray juices over the entity's cock due to the immense tongue kissing.

The demogorgon wiggles her tongue, Anthon shivering further. The Buizel purrs. (Oh my goodness: This monster knows how to kiss, too!) Her eyes close. (And so much saliva are slathering me right now, aaah~~)

Anthon huffs and grunts, her feet scrunching—the monster pulverizing her insides without a rest in the world. It deepens the pounds, ushering levels of penetration akin to a hurricane. Anthon mewls, her pussy teetering with more fluids as the creature's climax nears.

"Mmf! MMF!" Anthon strokes the back of the creature's head, eyes rolling up in pure bliss. "MMMMMFFFFGH!"

Eventually the demogorgon unloads her massive loads throughout Anthon, her rigorous thrusts piling further and further. She pulls back from the kiss, roaring loudly as saliva trails between her and Anthon's tongue.

"AAH!" Anthon moans loudly, batters spiraling out of her cooch—coating the futa's balls along with the bedsheets. The bed squeaks and squeaks, the otter spiraling into greatness at the monster-alien continual powerdrives: Indulging growls rushing out of it, arching its head back.

Anthon embraces the second round of her pussy-being-destroyed-fest, shoving her feet beneath the futa's fat nuts, fondling in eagerness. She moans nonstop, her booty jiggling and clapping. "Ngh, ah~!" (So girthy and huge, mmm!) She eyes behind her, geysers levels of jizz flooding after each thrusts. (So much cum is even leaking out, too! Ngh~!)

The otter's feet scrunches at those batters splashing over it, the monster hammering the Buizel like a speeding car. It growls and groans, deepening the thrusts while Anthon mewls beyond belief: Her tails swinging, her toes wiggling.

(Good. Grief!) Anthon clings to the demogorgon. (Her stamina must be insane! Like she just, OH, immediately go right back to fucking me like it's our first round!) The woman whines, her buttcheeks wobbling with tremors.

SCLORP! SWOUSH!

Previous jizz dance with its noises, each penetration shooting out of the Buizel. Anthon bites her lower lip, shuddering.

"AH~!"

Anthon's pussy grips the shaft, the woman's eyes closing. "Ngh, fuck!" Mewls. (Oh fuck fuck FUCK, this is so great!) Her head arches back. (Oh I hope this hunky lady keeps pulverizing me. Keep flowing so much batter within me, nggghf~!) The demogorgon suddenly latches onto the Buizel's left tit, gasps rushing out.

"Ah!"

The creature sucks on it, bopping its head while railing the otter: Speeding up. Her tongue slathers and swirls around the areola, her dick hamming it up the otter's pussy. Anthon huffs and mewls, her tits rumbling like an earthquake.

"Ngh! Aaaaah!" She shivers. " AAAAAH!" Her juices shatter over the demogorgon's dick like a heavy rain, lactating into the creature's maw. "Just cum more into me, PLEASE!"

The monster groans: Her thrusts roughening, her climax marching nearer and nearer until she slams, pouring more passionate jizz throughout the Buizel. Anthon releases a loud moan, milk spraying all over the creature from her right tit—the demogorgon is uncaring about it, pounding away like no tomorrow.

"Ah! Oh! Mmmf!"

Anthon's booty bounces: Caking itself in the monster's cream as those said creams shoot across the ground along with the bedsheets. The monster smacks the woman's ass, wobbling some of the batters away. The creature swirls its tongue around the woman's tit, growling enough to vibrate it. Anthon exudes further subby moans.

"Ah! NYAH!" She arches her back, screaming into neverending joys. "So damn GOOD, ARGH!"

The creature pulls back from her tit, fondling the otter's buns: Roaring with satisfying dominance. The fucks persist, the creams leak, and her balls slap—a nonstop full throttle ensues. Soon, the monster's thrusts slow: Succumbing to a brief halt.

"M-Mm?"

Before the Buizel can get a word out, she gets flipped over. "NYAH!?" Her back clings to the bed, eyeing up at the thirst hungry alien keeping her dick within. The monster rams her into a mating pressed mess: The Buizel's legs flailing back and forth, screams rushing out of her. " YEESSSSS!"

The woman clenches her feet, the bed squeaking and shrieking—Anthon huffing with her tongue hanging, her tits shifting back and forth. The demogorgon snarls, her tits jiggling with each movements. Many seeds splash out after those powerdriving pounds, the weasel shivering beyond belief.

"AHHHHH!" Anthon rolls her eyes up. "KEEP AT IT, PLEASE! PULVERIZE ME! OBLITERATE ME! _ GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER BABIES~! _"

The demogorgon simply growls, her cock showing zero signs of stopping any time soon.

The Buizel strokes the bedsheets, mewling as her toes clench. "I LOOOOOVE ALIEN AND MONSTER DIIIIICKS!" she proudly yells, drooling.

Several precum leaks into the Buizel, gazing upon the menacing nature of the demogorgon's thrusts: Ogling with joy, feeling as though she's having a bigger hearts for eyes!

"AAAH~!"

The alien's balls churn, shivering at its inevitable release. Anthon lactates like crazy, her girlcum drenching the creature's dick once more. The demogorgon groans, exuding further cum throughout her. The excessive batch spill over the sheets while the monster keeps at it, gripping Anthon's tits—roaring with enthusiasm.

"EEK!" Anthon mewls, her toes shuddering, her hands trembling. She gripes the sheets, her eyes rolling up in bliss. (God I...ngh, lost count on those babymakers pumping within me!) She then coughs up a bit more cum, her belly expanding ever so slightly. "Arrghf!"

The demogorgon picks up the pace, her dick entering in and out—sauce-pumpers splashing over her balls, the sheets, and crafting a trail leading to the ground. The next round has already commenced, the futa's own ass clapping and quaking while she fucks this poor Buizel's pussy into a cummified tsunami.

Anthon's tongue hangs loose, her gaze fixating onto the monster, her blush sparkling across. The monster's tits swing and swing, her movements descending into full on rampage. Anthon shivers, drooling in delight.

"Pl-Please don't ever stop, you hunk!" Her stomach bulging, her tails quivering. "Fuck my brains out than it already is!" The Buizel moans and moans like a broken record player, her tits moving back and forth in glee. After the monster rams and slams, the thrust suddenly subsides: The Buizel blinking.

"Hmm?" She then gasps, her tits rubbing the creature's: The two's face to face. "Oh?" The monster thrusts into her with more vigorous, quicken pace: The bed squeaking louder than ever!

"AAAAAAAAAH!" Anthon wraps her arms and legs around the monster, screaming happily. "FUUUUUCK!"

The creature grips the sheets: Her balls slapping the Buizel's caked-up buns, her dick abusing the womb without a trace of stopping. The monster slams constantly, growling while oozing pre-seeds. Her cock twitches, her climax nears—her tits smooching the otter's in a back and forth manner.

Anthon grips the monster's head, gazing up at the ceiling in pure bliss. Her folds stroke the shaft like its life depends on it, squeezing eagerly. "So. Very. Rough." Quivers. "Please. Moooore~!"

Soon, the demogorgon moves her hips back and slams deeply: Dousing gallons of insane cum throughout Anthon, those batters splashing out in a flash.

" OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!"

Anthon moans happily, arching her head back. The creature moves her hips and slams once more, growling deeply—guzzling several sauces forward. Those cum excessively spill over the Buizel's ass and the monster's balls, crashing across the sheets. Its balls swell, its butt clenching.

"Soooo muuuuuuuch...~~" Anthon leaves her tongue hanging, drooling. She shivers, caressing the creature's head while purring. "Such...raw sexual energy…" The Buizel purrs.

"Ngh...Ah…" Anthon pants, gazing at the ceiling: Sweats trailing down the duo. The two remain still for a moment, the sounds of seeds-spill emanates the air. Anthon then looks at the demogorgon, giggling. "I suppose you're done cumming into me now~?"

The creature keeps still for a few more moments before moving her hips back.

"Hmm?"

It thrusts into Anthon, quickly pounding away as the waterfall of previous batters gush out.

"NGH! OH SHOOT!"

The demogorgon is, in fact, not done. Which is a good thing, Anthon realizes: Clinging happily to the creature while moaning loudly.

. . .

Somewhere in the ship lies another door, opening itself to reveal two individuals in red space gears: A Sprigatito and a Riolu, both lacking a helmet that shields their face. The former has yellow earrings as the latter has blue bangs covering his right eye, matching with the rest of his fur as a katana sticks to his side.

The green feline turns on the ship's light via a switch. "Anthon! We're back!" the Sprigatito shouts.

"Hooboy, that planet was pretty fun to explore, Izzy!" the Riolu exclaims, elbowing the feline as the two walk forward. "I've gotten so many pics of them wavy walls and distorted grasses." The jackal pulls out his camera, scrolling through the images he snaps. "Some cool, wacky shit right here, for real."

"Yeah. And there were some friendly aliens, too: Speaking our language and all." Izzy blushes. "One of them even tried to hit on me."

Justin snorts. "You still have their number, right?"

"Y-Yeah. May as well test out that teleportation device you've installed awhile ago. Could give them a visit every now and then, haha." The Sprigatito stares, rubbing his nose as the duo reaches the center's couch.

Justin folds his arms, smirking. "Look at you, Izzy: Having crushes and getting bitches."

The Sprigatito chuckles. "Oh hush, Justin~" He sighs. "But yeah, we've done a decent job uncovering what that planet is about."

The Riolu nods. "Yeppers! I even ate those alien's delicious food." He caresses his belly, drooling. "Sparkling fries and burgers had no right to taste that good, mmm."

Izzy tilts his head. "Huh…"

Justin sits on the couch. "What? Didn't you say you liked them, too?"

"No no, it's not that. It's just…" His brow quirks. "Anthon hasn't answered back yet." He caresses his chin. "Hmm…" Izzy covers his maw.

"Anthon! We're here!"

No response.

"...Anthon?"

Still null and void.

"Oh don't worry about it." Justin waves his paw up and down. "She's probably asleep right now."

" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!"

The two flinch, eyeing at the hallway beside them. Izzy grits their teeth. "That...sounds like her."

Justin unsheathes his katana, nodding. "Let's go to the bedroom, quick!"

They waste little time rushing down the hall, passing by the game rooms and kitchen. The duo reaches the bedroom, Izzy clenching their hand around the handle. "Anthon! Don't worry, we're here to save—" pushing it open, they're greeted with a rather provocative sight. "...You."

Cum litters everywhere in this room: From the bed to the walls, to the dressers to the floor. Lying in the middle of it all is the demogorgon drilling into Anthon's ass, full nelsoning her as its balls slap the Buizel's ass each time. The otter gushes mountains of cum from her pussy, mewling happily.

"Ngh! AH!"

She's too occupied to notice her teammates having their maws drop at the sight.

"What the—"

The two can't even finish their sentence as the monster growls, slamming while pumping the otter with her delicious white sauce. Anthon continues her slutty, depraving moans—yelping when the creature pulls out and jabs its dick directly into her pussy, more cum drizzling down like a shower. The alien pounds her endlessly, the otter's tits jiggling as she rolls her eyes up, throwing up a peace sign.

"Wooooorth iiiiiiiiitttt~~!" Is all she can ever say, juices dancing over the pussy-destroying cock.

As further semen fountain splashes down, the Sprigatito slowly closes the door, nodding his head. He blinks, taking his gaze at the Riolu who's whistling off to the side.

"Sooo…" Justin scratches his snout. "Since she manages to occupy herself with another alien life…"

"Yeah…?"

He points at the Sprigatito. "How many babies do you think she'll pop out?"

"Uh, there was a lot of cum in there so." Izzy stares down for a moment, snorting. "Probably a LOT."