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Warning: This story contains transformation, breast and ass expansion, lactation and cute little plant girls mobbing a hapless guy.

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Pecha Moons at Cottonsedge, by DragonMasterX.

The Galaxy Expedition Team was making strides in their goal of understanding and taming unbridled Hisui. Fraught with the peril of wild Pokémon throughout its five main biomes, the Survey Corps were constantly putting their lives on the line for the sake of their mission.

The biome located along the middle Eastern coast of the region was for the most part an inhospitable place for human beings. The Crimson Mirelands could be a harsh environment even to some of the Pokémon species that made them their home. With bogs full of Poison-Types and arid lands promising unfavorable conditions for exploration, one had to be crazy to take to the Mirelands without an abundance of curatives and supplies.

Yet one locale in the area stuck out from the dreadful ambience. It was a remote corner to the East of the Mirelands, walled off from the region's Eastern coast by steep cliffs, yet gently cradled by the stream coming from Lake Valor to the West. Cottonsedge Prairie was a true contrast even when encroached by a low crescent of rock formations, offering a semi-sheltered, gorgeous glade of rustling cotton plants.

A driven, lone member of the Survey Corps had decided to steal through the prairie at dusk. It was getting to be dim outside, with a gentle breeze stroking the sedge under clear skies. This was Rakki's very own, first solo excursion. He was finally ready to tackle danger on his own for the sake of his people.

As he snuck in the midst of the densely packed, rustling flowers, Rakki's mind flashed to the scolding the Commander had given him and his fellow teammates earlier in the day. Even though the quelling of frenzied Lord Kleavor at the Obsidian Fieldlands had gone off without a hitch thanks to the Galaxy Expedition Team, the truth of the matter was that it had been an outsider who had interfered and done the deed. This had put Commander Kamado in a foul mood that he had not bothered to hide from his subordinates.

Rakki was more pumped than ever. He mused about the big blank in Professor Laventon's notes when it came to the Mirelands. Much of the corps' understanding of the region came from the scholar's research, and with the Outsider working on the Pokédex so diligently, finding a way to add to his notes before the Outsider felt like the perfect approach in restoring the Team's honor.

"Outsider this. Outsider that. If that dimension-hopping kid thinks he can make a fool out of the Survey Corps, he's got another thing co- huh?" Rakki stopped in his mental rambling as he realized his eyes weren't squinting anymore, even with his long bangs in the way. One gaze skyward showed Rakki a gigantic full-moon with an unexpected characteristic.

"Whoa." He gasped. "That's the first time I've seen the moon with that color. It's almost like a Pecha Berry..." The sight was gorgeous, but the distraction didn't last. A loud clap alerted him into ducking, going prone against the grass by instinct. "A Pokémon...?!" he held his breath, eyes darting about nervously.

Rakki still had not learned how to catch and make Pokémon into his allies, so he was naturally on edge about encountering some in an area he was still unfamiliar with. Even with all of his efforts having earned him a few stars in recognition, it had taken some serious convincing for Captain Cylene to approve his trip in official capacity.

"Calm down, Rakki." He told himself. "You're fast, you can outrun most of the Team..." He still gulped. Many had lost their lives in the wild and it was his job to ensure things like that didn't happen by carefully investigating. Rakki couldn't afford to be careless.

Slowly, he peered over the sedge. He cast his gaze out at the shrubbery ahead of him where he could witness unnatural rustling. Something was emerging from the flowers, a bulbous shape. No, it was two bulbous shapes tightly pressed together. "This is it. This must be where the mysterious Pokémon Petilil makes its home..." Rakki hastily produced the mostly empty Pokédex page he had taken from the Professor's lab, and his pencil.

He knew that the Outsider had yet to finish his activities in the Fieldlands, so Rakki suddenly felt full of pep about being the first one to document the creatures. "I've heard they're little, with three leaves on top of their heads," Rakki mused about a fleeting conversation between two old ladies he had picked up back in Jubilife. "It's quiet tonight," he thought with a grin, ready to start writing down as the bulbs shook and struck each other with a meaty noise; perhaps a mating ritual? "Observing two at a time will be..." Rakki's train of thought was suddenly interrupted when an unexpected move occurred.

The alabaster spheres appeared to roll back for a moment, revealing a thin leafy veil gently draping over them, but only coming down halfway. A thin protrusion above the middle of the spheres was covered in the same leafy material, raising over those round things with two stubby little appendages coming out the sides. Another round shape was connected to the end of the torso-like protrusion, a head covered in a light green hood which was topped by three dark-green leaves.

"A Pokémon with three leaves on its head." Passed through Rakki's mind. His eyes widened behind his long bangs as he realized it wasn't two Pokémon he had been observing, but a single creature of unexpectedly buxom dimensions.

Decidedly female, the Petilil couldn't have been taller than knee-height for Rakki; and he was of average height for a human. Short and stubby limbs resembling fingerless arms made the leafy hooded-cloak-like garment covering her body flap as she patted her enormous hips, as if dusting herself off the cotton seeds stubbornly clinging to her notably thick thighs and buttocks. The peculiar Petilil's rump needed very little excuse to shake and wobble, its supple and shapely gluts smacking together with audible, fleshy smacks even with the lightest of motions.

Rakki felt himself warming up, and he knew he couldn't blame the Mirelands' exhausting humidity. "What is that Pokémon's deal?! Why is it... why is it so curvy?!" his brain was having trouble sorting his feelings about the wild creature's attractive features. All he had known about Pokémon so far was the fear of being maimed, shocked, burnt, frozen or absolutely torn apart by hungry beasts.

And here that little, leafy lady was, with the biggest ass he had ever seen, daintily walking about the Cottonsedge as if looking for something; unaware that her leafy veil was doing very little in the way of covering her oversized behind. Rakki could feel the heat in front of his face. There was something unnatural about what he was witnessing, yet he couldn't look away, or even think about leaving. The allure was too strong.

And then she turned around. Rakki's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

If the largest chest on a human girl the bewildered guy had seen comprised of a pair of ripe peaches, the Petilil's immense bust could only be compared to a pair of juicy melons. They heavily swung in one fluid motion, jostling from the whiplash when she finished turning. No less sonorous than her backside, the Pokémon's chest settled down with audible, meaty plaps, yet it continued to jiggle under the flimsy cover of her cloak. From the prone angle of her voyeur, the underside of that voluminous rack showed to cover the little plant woman's navel, barely exposing the tapering, feetless stubby legs.

"How is she moving with those things?! They're huger than her head...!" Rakki was feeling uncomfortable. His thighs were rubbing together and he could feel the pain of confinement at his groin; his pants were tenting. Why was he feeling so hot and bothered about a Pokémon of all things?! "No, I'm here to investigate. This has to be a rare occurrence. I must document..."

The bulbous specimen's beady eyes seemed to be slowly closing and reopening in what appeared to be a lazy, groggy blink. A wistful sigh left her miniature, almost invisible mouth. On her round, soft face her cheeks were looking rosy, flushed with deep pink color.

"Lil..." the Pokémon spoke, a gentle thrill that seemed to indicate discomfort to Rakki's ears. Her stubby little legs carried her extremely hourglass figure along the sedge with pronounced swings of her exceedingly wide hips. The thickness of her thighs seemed to force her to walk with an inviting gait, with each 'footfall' landing on a straight line ahead of her and resulting in almost hypnotic pelvic upswing.

When Rakki managed to break visual contact with that short and stacked Petilil and brought his attention down to his Pokédex, he realized he had finished a full, rough sketch of his target. The young man had talent for art, but it was plain to see where his mind's eye had been while his right hand was going all out.

The extra thick Petilil had been rendered to paper in all of her curvaceous glory, further making the surveyor blush and tremble. "She's so big..." the breath was scarce in his mouth as he glanced over the thick lines he had put on the drawing of Petilil's breasts, which made them and their obscene cleavage stick out further to the viewer. "Goodness, how will I even begin to write this entry when all I can do is think about her big, round, juicy..."

"Lilil...?"

Far too late did the young man realize he had stopped keeping his thoughts to himself. Little changed for his eyes when he lowered his Pokédex to look up from his drawing of the busty Pokémon. The actual pair of tits was now hanging mere inches above his head. It took him an embarrassingly long time to stop staring, his eyes eventually jumping from the underside of Petilil's cleavage to meet the creature's beady ones. And then he looked back down, but he immediately forced himself to look back up.

The Petilil seemed to be curious about Rakki, eyeing him like someone meeting a new kind of animal for the first time. She leaned in to get a better look, inadvertently parking her enormous gazongas on the ground. Had she been a couple inches closer, Rakki's face would've been hopefully engulfed. "Liiiiil..." she stared down at him, still a little wary, yet definitely taken with what was likely the first human she had ever seen.

Rakki's brain struggled to separate the tits from the threat, so he let out a surprised yelp and, in an attempt to get some distance from the Petilil, he scrambled and did a fast turn, but slipped on the humid ground below him and ended stumbling down onto the shrubbery with a loud thud.

"Darnit!" Rakki hurriedly put away his Pokédex, not wanting to lose any progress on this strange investigation, and got back up to his feet. Attractive or not, the Pokémon had spotted him and he had to run now; he couldn't risk this being an elaborate ploy to ensnare him into a deadly trap! However, as his vision became less blurry, Rakki began to count many more heads than just one among the sedge.

One after another, more Petilil began to emerge out into the open. Like blossoming flowers, their short arms spread out, briefly fluttering those flimsy leaves covering their exceedingly curvaceous forms. Everywhere he turned, Rakki saw marshmallowy white orbs bouncing, jostling, clapping and jiggling. He was surrounded.

Over half a dozen of the bulbous Pokémon were present now. Some slightly taller and some slightly shorter, but all of them similarly endowed, with flushed cheeks and groggy beady eyes. It was like they had all bloomed awake by Rakki's presence.

"Li-lil!" the first Petilil Rakki had seen seemed to be over her own reservations. She began to skip bouncily towards Rakki, slowed down by the extra weight she certainly didn't seem accustomed to. Stopping mere inches away from the human, she had to lean back this time, needing to crane her neck thanks to their size difference.

"What?" Rakki managed to get out, his fingers still trembling. He tensed up, expecting an attack, but the Petilil that was so curiously staring at him suddenly jumped in the air and landed back with even more obscene wobbling. She turned and twirled in place, her cloak fluttering above her jiggling curves. "Wuh-what...?" the explorer gulped, flushing at the lewd display. He still couldn't get over how noisy her ass cheeks were when clapping together. "She's not attacking...?"

"Liiiii...!" she sang out at Rakki, tiny arms outstretched. She seemed impressed with the size difference between them, repeating the bouncy dance from earlier. Communication between human and Pokémon was difficult, but its vibrant gesturing seemed to display an exuberance Rakki had only seen in girls back at the village, particularly those wanting attention. Bit by bit, Rakki seemed to be understanding.

Nevertheless, what continued giving him pause were those flushed cheeks and the half-closed, beady eyes with pronounced eye lashes. The creature was still panting, convincing Rakki that it had not been easy to perform those moves with all the extra weight. And yet it seemed intent on getting his attention by waving her stubby arms. It clearly wanted something from Rakki, but he was still too dumbfounded by the spectacle. Without giving further time to think about it, she eventually got aggressive.

"Lili!" she jumped, only this time at Rakki. Their closeness made it impossible for the startled human to dodge out of the way in time. Her Tackle wasn't particularly powerful, but it was all she needed to knock Rakki off balance.

"Uwah!" The young explorer found himself on his butt, clutching his stomach where he had gotten hit. His arms were nuzzled out of the way by Petilil, who was already clambering over his right leg. "What the heck? Get off me! Shoo! Get off...!" At first he was desperate, ready to shove her off! But his hand was stayed by the weight on his lap. The way the short Pokémon had parked herself atop him put Rakki at a disadvantage. A soft, squishy disadvantage.

The heft of those giant round marshmallows was undeniable and softness inscrutable, flesh gradually spilling to the sides as they compressed against him. The soft weight was making Rakki's lips quiver and his fingers twitch. Part of him wondered if he was finished and she was just taking her sweet time toying with him. Another part of him, the part making his fingers twitch and his heart beat faster, was urging him to take those tits and give them a good squeeze. "What are you thinking, Rakki, this is a Pokémon! A wild beast!" his thoughts were trying to bring him back to the reality he knew and understood. "Just look at those eyes full of... full of..." It occurred to him that even though he was at the mercy of the Petilil, her eyes weren't set on his own; not because his bangs were on the way, but because she was leaned over her massive boobs and staring directly at the tent on his pants' crotch.

A shiver went up Rakki's spine all of a sudden. Petilil's face was so close to his groin there was no way for him to tick it off as a coincidence; she was going for his manhood. "Nonono, definitely not!" he yelled out. He wasn't going to get humiliated _or_hurt. The Pokémon was less than half his size; all he had to do was hit it and run away! His fearful instincts activated and drove his actions.

But before he managed to bring his right arm forth in retaliation, contact was made. Rakki was stopped mid swing, the skin of his legs crawling in response to Petilil's soft rounded face nuzzling his bulge.

She squished her breasts harder down on his lap, allowing Rakki to feel them smothering part of his undercarriage. The way Petilil was leaned over had her resting on her giant boobs, her head practically hidden in-between her own monstrous cleavage as she eagerly nuzzled away at the human's package.

"Lil-lil!" soon came her muffled cries, which worried Rakki when he saw her head pulling back. Her cheeks were ever more flushed, and yet what worried him the most were the slant on her beady eyes. She looked angry. Puffy. As if... annoyed.

Rakki gulped. The bravado he had felt earlier was all but gone. He was suddenly full of reservations about raising his hand to the little Pokémon again. Rigidity took over the nervous boy when he saw the short stack pull back up and crane her neck to the side. For the first time since seeing her, Rakki took note of the dark green bib hanging off Petilil's neck. He would've thought it to be a cute accessory to clinch her hood and cloak together, but the bib transformed before his eyes. One of the rounded leaves sticking out of the bib elongated, glowed brightly in all the colors of the rainbow and made a metallic sound which frightened Rakki.

"Oh no." The explorer's heart sunk as Petilil brandished her Magical Leaf. "Wait no...!" He hurried to cover his groin, but she was quicker than he.

"Liiiiiii...!"

Rakki saw a thin upwards slice with the multi-colored leaf detaching from Petilil's bib and flying off into the distance. He thought he would faint, frozen by shock. He felt no pain, but carefully looking down, his face was suddenly redder than a Tamato berry. His pants, sash and all, had been split apart, as had his underwear. The sharp leafy slash had been clean as it had been measured, exposing his turgid member to the chilly night air.

On the opposite side of the reaction spectrum, Petilil seemed totally ecstatic. She bounced atop Rakki like a cheering child, her fat ass bouncing on his legs and her breasts on his lap. "Lilili! Liiii...!" she was full of delight, as if she had completed an important goal.

Rakki, however, could not match her enthusiasm. His eyes bounced with Petilil's curves, and his rock-hard member felt like it would explode from the pent-up horniness. The spectacle however wasn't enough to keep him rooted anymore; he feared for his life, and now also his penis. "What kind of perverse monster have I encountered? I've never heard of any Pokémon doing something like this before...! I have to get out of here...!" he thought; this time resolving to use both arms to push Petilil off and make a break for it. "Now's my chance. While she's distracted buh-bouncing..."

"Lil?"

"What now?" Rakki turned his head, bothered by the interruption of a third voice, but his heart immediately sank when he realized what that meant for him.

"Lilil. Li!"

"Liiiii...!"

Their thick legs made soft boop-boop noises on the ground as they emerged from the sedge surrounding Rakki. More stacked Petilil, the Petilil that Rakki had forgotten about. The equally flustered-looking, deviously curious, incredibly curvaceous Petilil which now had him surrounded from all sides.

Boop-boop. Clap-clap. Their march was a contrast of endearment and obscenity. Little ladies cute as a button with sloshing, oversized mammaries and fat asses barely covered by their leafy cloaks. All hope of escape died for Rakki when the thick plants began to gather around him. Rakki grew desperate. "Leave me alone!" he cried in distress, swinging sluggishly.

One of the approaching Petilils hopped onto his arm, hiding his entire forearm in her monstrous cleavage. "Lil!" she sang, weighing him down.

"Ahh! Suh-so soft..." Rakki shook his head, weakly attempting to flail his arm in an effort to shake the clingy, busty Grass-type off himself. "No! Get off!" he was sweating already, but failed to bring his other arm around when he noted a third Petilil had taken to hug it as well.

One by one, more and more cuddly short stacks started to jump atop Rakki, dogpiling on his middle. Before Rakki knew it, he was forced on his back; the increasing amount of weight making him give with huge ass and tits flattening him against the grass. He felt the weight concentrating at his waist and hips.

He could barely hold back his moans when the clumsy buxom Pokémon began to rub their wide endowments around his exposed erection. The Petilils were desperate, pushing and shoving each other, fighting each other for room. Even with their short height their curves spilled over one another, making it impossible to maintain piled up for long. Especially with the very first Petilil who seemed to be jealously guarding Rakki's cock, pushing her tits down on it while at the same time fighting the other incoming boobs.

Realization dawned upon the explorer, finally, when his vision was taken over by one of those tremendous rumps landing on his face. For the briefest of moments, Rakki saw the slit between the sitter's wide thighs; an exposed, swollen vulva. The scent wafting from its plump lips was overpoweringly sweet and indicative. "They're all horny," Rakki despaired. "They're all after my dick...!"

"Liliiiil..." Rakki could barely hear one of the Petilils loudly sighing, expressing what he construed as amazement. He was able to tell it was the first Petilil, the one standing, or rather, sitting her ground on his lap and protectively wrapping his dick around her tremendous jugs. Now that she had secured her target from the others, she was starting to make Rakki moan by squeezing him hard and desperately nuzzling his member.

"Ahh...!" the young man moaned into the face-sitting Petilil's ass, making the cheeks vibrate. "Her face... is that her face or her breasts?" he wondered aloud, trembling as pleasure shot up his spine. When the stimulation coaxed pre-seminal fluid out in spurts, hitting the first Petilil in her smooth face, excitement grew even more. The other Petilils stacked on his middle seemed to be outraged by the seemingly smug expression of the tit-fucking one. Rakki became aware of the unrest as they resumed their squirming and squishy play-wrestling.

Back up at his face, Rakki's gasps were making his hot breath inadvertently caress the sitter's nether region. This took her attention away from the loss of dick, making her look back and down. Her eyes slanted into a devious expression. Slowly she lifted her fat rump as she properly took to straddling Rakki's face, giving him a brief opportunity to catch fresh air. And then she brought her hefty backside down again, thrilling with delight once his face got properly wedged into her crack. "Gah, damnit!" Rakki whimpered, feeling his face get drenched with pussy juice as she squirted all over him. "What's this sticky stuff? It's sickly sweet, kind of spicy too...!"

"Liiiiii...!" the face-sitter moaned out in delight, starting to grind herself on Rakki's face, ass cheeks loudly clapping together every time she completed a humping motion. Little arms pushed her tits out together as she bounced herself on Rakki, ignoring his protests in favor of ever loudening cries of pleasure.

Rakki wanted to shove the horny Pokémon off himself, but each of his arms were still getting weighed down by the other Petilil who still hadn't managed to find footing atop his torso with the other trio still fussing at the first short stack claiming his cock.

Every time Rakki's face was smothered by the face-sitter's thighs, her position continued to shift ever so slightly until the source of humidity started slapping his face. "Is this her... honeypot?!" the human gasped amidst his own reluctant moans of pleasure. The scent was impossible to ignore now. Soon enough, the Petilil's arousal was not only covering his face. By this point it was her moist womanhood wetly smacking his cheeks and mouth.

During a particularly deep gasp for air, Rakki's exposed tongue touched that sensitive entrance, sending a jolt up the Pokémon's spine. She jerked and cried out longingly: "Liiiiiiiii...!" and stopped bouncing. Sitting down hard, she took to wiggling and shifting her enormous hips until a the puffed out lips met the human's.

"It tastes so good," the young man realized in shock, compelled to get a proper taste. His tongue flicked and Petilil squirmed, rolling her thick thighs over his face. With his nose pressed against the plant girl's taint, he was able to breathe properly now that she had stopped bouncing. "Like savory fruit..." his taste buds were singing to him, begging him to continue.

He collected more of that heavily scented dew, the strokes of his oral muscle eliciting ever sharper cries from the busty girl keeping his head hostage inside of her ass. The scent and the taste relaxed him, and his struggle against the small and short horde seemed to all but cease in the instant he started suckling and gulping nectar.

Rakki's body, however, jerked when the first Petilil finally made her move. With his dick fully hard and ready to do its job, the Petilil seemed to be done stalling and had already gone around his erection, taking a seat against the pecker.

In fact, bidding her time was the last thing the first Petilil had on her mind. With so many thirsty competitors, she had been busy both preparing the source of nutritious male fluids and protecting it from the others. It was like calling and securing the first shot at that meat pole, which seemed to be keeping every Petilil except the one getting eaten out on edge.

To the short stacks, Rakki's human penis was of relatively huge size. At a solid seven inches, it both awed and gave pause to the horny Pokémon. They were all clamoring it because of its musky scent, but the first among the Petilil to find the human penis was the one most attracted to it; perhaps due to her prolonged proximity to it.

Thanks to how hard it was to balance themselves and their immense curves atop Rakki, the first Petilil had no issue shoving them off one by one until she was properly seated on her prize. "Liii..." she gasped. Even through her sexual thirst, the Petilil still seemed hesitant about the size. But, it seemed, her primal urges won out.

"Liliiiiiiiiil!" the Petilil's immense behind crashed down on Rakki's lap, pussy splitting open as her juicy lips hungrily gobbled up human cock. Her beady eyes seemed to go out of orbit for a moment, stubby little arms flailing and her entire curvy body jiggling as she struggled to settle the first half of that shaft within her snug confines.

Rakki moaned into the sitter's cunny, his tongue accidentally shoving itself into the vaginal opening and causing the Petilil on his face to scream out in delight. "She's shoved it in...!" his brain could hardly comprehend the series of events leading up to his situation, but his senses allowed him to keep stock well enough. He could feel especially moist warmth wrapping around his hard dick, stopping its once incessant throbbing and making it die down to a pleasant although harsh twitch within the Petilil's cunt.

"I'm fucking a Pokémon," his mind was sinking into ecstatic frenzy. The delicious juice he was ingesting was doing something to him. He thought he should be struggling with all of his might, fighting for his freedom, but instead his muscles were relaxed; all of them except for his penis. "A Pokémon is fucking me. A strangely sexy, big breasted, huge assed Pokémon is having her way with me!" his brain kept yelling at him for giving up, but he couldn't stop smiling. His testicles were churning and he could feel the pre staining his rider's insides, further facilitating penetration. Rakki's instincts were prompting him to move and shift his hips, which he did, working with the fat-assed plant to finish getting her impaled on his meat.

But it was a difficult, paused procedure, mostly aggravated in its challenge due to the ever present size difference between the two partners. Rakki couldn't see it, but past the fifth inch his cock was beginning to bump the Petilil's stout middle. Inevitably, the deed was done and he could finally feel those heavy rump cheeks properly taking over his lap. "Nnghhaaaa...!" the explorer's moans grew in volume against the snatch he was eating. "Her pussy is so warm- so so juicy, so tight...! She's... so small!"

The Petilil riding Rakki's dick was moaning the loudest, trilling in delight with spasms that sent her bodacious curves into a violent jiggle. Insertion had been successful and brutal, that dick not only surpassing the natural limits of a tunnel so snug, but reaching such depths that the cervical wall was soon being relentlessly pounded. Natural lubrication squirted through the tiny spaces between the shaft and her vaginal folds. Rotund breasts rolled and jostled above the bump created by the dick stretching Petilil's stomach out.

She was already overwhelmed, yet her purpose was clear: to obtain the human's seed. In pursuit of her goal, she began to lift herself up, but the combination of sweat and sexual fluids staining her sexual partner's lap made her legs slip, causing her to suddenly sit back down. Her cervix was popped open by the crown of the comparatively oversized penis, jolting her with orgasmic bliss. "Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiil...!" she screamed, tensing and tightening around that twitching rod.

As Rakki struggled to keep himself from moaning too much, to keep himself from losing it and choking in pussy juice, he began to realize the pressure on his limbs and center was freeing up. "Did they calm down...? Ah!" his hopes died when he felt slickness around his hands; more precisely, on his fingers. The Petilils that had seen his dick claimed certainly had not given up about obtaining their fair share of carnal bliss. Much like the little one grinding her juicy cunny on his face, the ones which had been rubbing their breasts and butts on his forearms had come up with an idea of their own.

Without the advantage of lengthy limbs and fingers, manipulating Rakki's arms had become a daunting task. However, when his muscles began to relax they had no trouble relocating, pinning his hands down and using his digits and knuckles to stimulate their needy nethers. Before Rakki knew it, he had two more Petilils using his hands to get themselves off.

A fifth plant girl who had dropped off his thrashing legs had ended under the ass of the cock-wrangler. Her huffiness didn't last long, as even though her head was little more than a rest for the more privileged Petilil's behind, her face was the closest to Rakki's balls. She was serendipitous with the lack of competition, the musky sweat rolling down that sack proving to be ambrosia for the thirsty Grass-type.

Overstimulated, Rakki couldn't stop his hips from humping now. "I'm... I'm the one fucking her now! I can't stop. This is too much!" he whimpered to himself. He was so close already, feeling like that tight Petilil pussy was going to milk him for all he had. He had never had sex this mind blowing! This new wild experience was jolting him so badly his motions were now being led by knee-jerk reactions.

Two of his fingers on each hand hooked into the Petilils at his upper limbs, making them collapse over his forearms. The desperate Grass-types were compelled to start fucking his knuckles deeper inside, using their breasts to hug around and keep themselves hanging tightly on the young man's forearms.

When the Petilil whose nether lips he had been making out with went rigid and stopped grinding, Rakki was positively doused in nectar. Even muffled by her very own ass cheeks, the sound of her sexual trill reached the explorer's ears. Her eyes seemed to spiral out of orbit, yet her expression was clearly showing bliss when she started toppling forth, finally releasing Rakki's head from the grip of those extra thick rump cheeks. She was panting, covered in glistening sweat that made her cloak darken and her alabaster smooth skin reflect the moonlight.

Rakki thanked the stars for the fresh air, but he couldn't relax yet. Even through his long bangs and the Petilil gluts in front of his eyes, he could see to the sides the horny short girls his fingers were fucking. "They were so focused on my dick until I started fucking that one. Nngh!" his train of thought was interrupted, as a simple decay in performance was instantly corrected by the girl riding his dick starting to bounce her fat ass aggressively on his crotch. He responded in kind, grinding with great pelvic strength.

"They don't just want my dick..." he gasped as he finally took notice of the Petilil on his right arm desperately nuzzling down between her tits and onto his sweaty forearm while still fucking herself on his fingers. The motions of her face reminded him of a person slurping a treat, like a piece of candy. "They're sucking the sweat off my body, too! But how? They don't have mouths do they?" he asked himself. Without visible mouths or tongues, Rakki was quickly made to realize the Petilil were absorbing the excess moisture off his skin through physical contact.

The brief thought that they had taken to rub themselves and their immensely wide bodies all over his body because his dick was inaccessible was promptly obfuscated by a wave of pleasure. Rakki couldn't hold himself back anymore when the Petilil at his dick finally hit her orgasm. "Lil...! Lilil... liiiiiii!" she cried out with delight, squirting all over his groin. The resulting increased tightness led to Rakki's cock getting hugged so hard the tip went from a steady stream of pre to violent discharges of hot seed.

He couldn't hold himself back any longer. "Guh-Gods...!" the explorer screamed out loud, drowning out the moans from the Petilils he had been finger fucking when he plunged his digits in even harder by reflex. More squirting followed. His hips pushed up as his back arched, teeth clenching and muffling his howls of bliss. Spunk started squirting out, mixed with the female's juice. The Petilil's dick-bulged form seemed to pulse with every gasp, her comparatively tiny womb distending with each salvo of cum Rakki fired inside of her.

"Liiiiiiiiiil...!" she finally couldn't hang on anymore. The pressure and Rakki's resumed pumping, and her own exhaustion confabulated to see her getting knocked off. Falling back, the excess mixture of sexual fluids rained down on the fellow Petilil that had been nuzzling and rubbing Rakki's balls.

The testicle worshipper seemed to be ecstatic about that development. She jumped in place, putting her arms down on the young man's nuts while sticking her head up as much as she could in order to get positively showered in what little seed had escaped. As the liquid was absorbed, her beady eyes finally caught sight of it. And so did the other Petilil that had been so patiently waiting for the seed dispenser to become available once again.

But something was wrong.

"Lil?"

"Lilil?"

The flustered grass-types that had yet to find any semblance of sexual closure were now confused about Rakki's dick. It wasn't as magnificently turgid as it had once been. In fact, its erect posture seemed to be sagging now, as if devoid of energy.

Rakki himself was spent. He had never fucked so thoroughly, with so many women at the same time. His heart was still racing and he was panting. "What's going on?" he mumbled to himself, "They stopped moving." Surprised when the excitement seemed to die down all at once, Rakki tried looking past the enormous ass in front of him, but found it was hard to get up with the Petilil that had sat on his face earlier still weighing him down.

"She's unconscious. Maybe I can shove her off..." Rakki tried bringing his hands up to push the sleeping plant girl, but found his hands pinned down still. It felt embarrassing, but with all the commotion he had almost forgotten about the two Petilil sandwiching his arms between their massive tits, his fingers up to the knuckles inside of them. He could feel the moist warmth of their vulvas, but was pretty sure they had fucked themselves to exhaustion as well. Carefully, he shifted his wrist and extracted his fingers, freeing his hands so that he could follow up by sliding his arms free of their voluminous racks.

With the ability to use his arms properly, Rakki didn't even waste time rubbing the juice off his digits and went straight to pushing the Petilil on his chest off. However, the smoothness of those ass cheeks combined with the moistness of his hands made him apply more force than he had intended and instead of pushing her off he made her turn around. "Wuh- damnit!"

His face disappeared in boob, this time. "Crud, they're so heavy, too!" Rakki grumbled, but he had to admit to himself unlike that perky fat ass, the chest marshmallows were even softer and made them feel like pillows on his cheeks. With a mixture of annoyance and curiosity, he finally grabbed them from the sides and started squeezing.

"Liiii..." the half-conscious Petilil sighed as she was groped. Rakki seemed to be taking his time, giving those full breasts fondles as he gradually pushed her away, sliding her backwards. She began to shudder all over when his digits passed over her wide areolae, each capped with a fleshy pink nipple that was even more sensitive than the tit-flesh Rakki was easily stimulating.

"Why do they feel so good to fondle?" He lamented in shame while biting his lips. "I can't believe these Pokémon feel so good to touch! I..." Rakki was interrupted when he felt a little splash on his tongue. He regretted having been holding his mouth open for this long, but he had to gulp the air in order to recuperate. A bitter taste spread through the inside of his mouth, punching his taste buds and making him retch a little.

"Bwah! What's this bitter rain...?!" he grunted, his disgust making him squeeze Petilil's breasts even harder before pushing her off finally. And then he saw it: Dew flying right off the three dark green leaves at the top of the Pokémon's head. "Her leaves sweat?!" he was bewildered, sticking his tongue out to rub the bitter taste off. The flavor was so strong he found himself hoping that sweet, peachy flavor of their juices had remained on his fingers. "Ugh... this is more bitter than the tea my neighbor makes!"

Rakki decided he had had enough with that night. But he couldn't say the same for the remaining Petilil. As he took stock of the situation and counted four unconscious Petilil he saw at least four more active ones.

Those that hadn't received what they wanted seemed to have left his torso in favor of surrounding his groin, as if eagerly waiting for his little friend to be open for business again; each of the four looking determined to be the next one to get impaled by the breeding tool. They all seemed to be whimpering sadly though, with a tone resembling disappointment and desperation. They were, after all, still horny.

Between their bulbous heads and titanic breasts, Rakki couldn't see anything of his lower body. He was nerve-wracked when he finally took note of his heavily damaged garb, sliced open during the earlier commotion. That's when he realized the ones that couldn't get his dick, face or fingers had been desperate to get the lesser fluids from wherever else they could on his body. Now that his dick was free that was the only thing they seemed to be gunning for.

"Sorry, ladies," Rakki murmured, "It takes a while to fire again." He half-chuckled, trying to make light of the otherwise terrifying situation. What were they going to do to him if they found out they couldn't get fucked? He was the only male in the prairie! That thought made him think just how much he disliked the place. It was so humid, hot and it kept making him sweat. In fact, he couldn't remember sweating as much as he had while getting mobbed moments ago, when he was getting fucked so hard. His cheeks began to flush with color at the thought.

"Lil!" one of the Petilil celebrated, bouncing in place and smacking her tits into the others', engaging a wobbly wave.

"Wait what?" the young man's eyes widened behind his bangs. His fingers curled and dug into the earth. Rakki couldn't believe what he was seeing, but indeed, his meat was starting to rise again. "Why... why am I feeling so hot? So... horny..."

Now Rakki was the one growing desperate. His dick was red, throbbing, spewing pre which the four remaining Petilil were already visibly disputing. "Why am I so horny?!" he grunted, angered about his lack of control over his own rising arousal. It was almost like horniness itself had taken hold of him and not the short and stacked quartet fighting over who would take his dick this time.

He knew he had to leave. He had made the _decision_to make his getaway. But things had changed. He couldn't deal with that raging boner. His balls were already feeling heftier, swollen and in need of release. Fleeing was no longer an option.

Rakki had to fuck.

The four-way confrontation was underway. At first, the gleeful stares of those thirsty short stacks lowered into viciously competitive glares directed at one another. Closer they pushed against the male's center; four pairs of huge boobs clashing for the right to milk that prodigious shlong. Tension in the air was at an all-time high, putting the turgid prize the horny Pokémon to shame. Alas, the battle-royale was decided all at once when Rakki's hands darted forth and captured the first and closest Petilil ahead of him.

"Liliiil...?" the sudden winner was just as shocked at the trio of losers watching her elevating into the air. Rakki had taken them by surprise, knocking the remaining Petilil off when he shifted to his knees.

"They look way heavier than they really are..." Rakki murmured as he took a second to pat the comparatively diminutive waist on the little one he was holding. Her breasts and butt weren't any smaller than the rest, so although he was confidently holding her up his arms were starting to shake and protest. He bit his lips. "They're not gonna leave me alone unless I do this." He assured himself as he leaned down to set the Petilil on her knees, although her monstrously big chest hit the grass first.

"Liiii!" excitement grabbed the chosen one. The position was so instinctual and raw that she broke through her initial shock and began swishing her immense hips in an enticing way. The lower side of her skirt billowed in the late night breeze, exposing her titanic behind, giving Rakki a show of those thick ass cheeks rocking and clapping together just as noisily as the others'. "Liii! Liii...!" she cried back at the human as he tightly grabbed his meat and beat it to ensure maximum hardness. She seemed to be begging for Rakki's dick.

"She wants it so bad..." the young man gulped. He couldn't remember one time he had felt this aroused, this eager to put his cock to work; and he had just had his first disturbing relations with a female Pokémon to boot! He should have been disgusted at himself, disapproving of every lewd thought passing by his sexually supercharged brain. But he couldn't forget that tightness. The juicy warmth. Petilil pussy had been made for beastly insertion. An insertion that was going to make him feel so good.

"I want it so bad."

Ignoring the protesting whimpers of the Petilil scrambling back to their feet, Rakki took his position behind the hip-swaying Grass-type and made her tense up when he put his hands on her colossal bubble. Rakki's eyes traveled up from the feetless stubs of her thick legs, noting how the short limbs flared out almost instantly, culminating in wide and plump thighs that were instantly buried in overinflated, meaty buttocks. He thumbed over the leafy cloak, folding it over her back to fully expose that ass.

Rakki bit his lip in anticipation. He was starting to quickly realize what his favorite body type for female was. "I can't even see her pussy." He mused, holding back a groan as his twitching dick reminded him of the present urgency. "But I can smell it," he reflexively licked the drool off his lips as that peachy, slightly spicy flavor returned to his memory.

Rakki sank all ten fingers into the vast expanse of that booty, making Petilil cry out. She leaned down, further spreading her fat mammaries over the ground, her moans quickly fading as she squished her face down onto her own bust. This motion ended with her rear pushing out even more prominently, which coupled with Rakki's tight grip combined to expose the underside of those swollen lower lips. The chosen Petilil's vulva was just as drenched in juice, just as puffy, just as ravenous as the first one he had seen.

He didn't waste another precious second.

"LIIIL...!" the chosen Petilil arched her back, boobs rippling from the violent jerking motion. She screamed out into the night as she was taken from behind, satisfying her craving for that fleshy, virile fount of man-seed. Her vaginal tunnel squeezed down valiantly, but the invader was tenacious as it was desperate, pushing every last inch inside with vigor.

Tightness that he had been yearning for took him over instantly. "Nnghhaaa...! Fuck!" Rakki wasn't holding himself back any longer. He was a man possessed by lust and arousal, and in the heat of the moment forgot any consideration he might have had for the smaller female. But she seemed ecstatic, bewildered, but certainly taken with bliss over the brutal penetration. Her weak moans were highlighted by eager trills, as if begging Rakki to continue, to fuck her, to brutalize her insides. His dick was going to push and pound that cervical wall until he was fucking her little womb the same as he had fucked the previous one.

But before Rakki could bear his weight down and get into a more comfortable position, he was surprised to find a second Petilil climbing his chosen one. She looked huffy as she walked over his lay's head, crossed her back and finally stopped at her peer's spherical behind, using it as a step to be able to face Rakki.

"Lil!" she puffed her cheeks out, with Rakki recognizing the slanted beady eyes as anger. She was resting her tiny arms on her massive hips, repeating: "Lil! Lil! Lil!" over and over while bouncing up and down, as if demanding his attention.

"They really are short..." Rakki thought, going back to his earlier fear. The only reason this one was eye-to-bangs level was due to the fact he was both kneeling down and she was using the other Petilil as a stepping stool. "What is she doing though? She's so jiggly..." he gulped thirstily, his vision ignoring that Petilil's huffy tantrum in favor of her wobbling assets.

The angry Petilil was steaming! She had been patiently waiting for her turn with the breeding tool, rubbing her face all over her potential mate's seed sacs to stimulate him and enduring the lucky first one's fat ass bouncing on her head; only for her mate to choose another! She had to let him have it. Couldn't he see how horny; how needy she was? She had the mind to hump that peculiar human head off!

"I want those."

"Lil?" anger was briefly supplanted with wonder when Petilil saw Rakki's hands lift off her stool's buttocks before placing themselves on her own prodigious bust. She flinched when all of a sudden the human's head dunked forth, sinking into her cleavage. She gasped and had little time to process what was going on before the horny young man's fingers were already dancing upon her areolae, making her squirm in delight. "Liiiiiiil..." she trilled forgivingly.

Rakki still couldn't admit to himself that he was in love with Petilil's breasts. They were incredibly soft, like cotton filled pillows. The white marshmallows were completely malleable and he couldn't get enough of squeezing and fondling. He could be as harsh or as gentle as he wanted with them and they'd go back to their original shape. But something beyond the sense of touch was calling him now. Those nipples were so invitingly thick he was sure he would be lucky to fit the nub and the areola in its entirety inside of his mouth; but he still tried. He popped the left one inside, starting to moan into Petilil's boob.

The taste was incredible. He had been half-expecting bitter taste thanks to the earlier experience, but instead he was treated to a mellow flavor. A taste no fruit or vegetable he had ever tried could compare to. It was thankfully not as repulsive as the leaf dew; and although it wasn't as sweet as the vaginal excretions, he could still appreciate the chewy texture which he softly grazed with his teeth as he suckled.

As Rakki put his hips back to work to the urgency manifested by his impatient lover down below, he began to realize the disgruntled remaining duo by him had taken to rubbing themselves on his legs, rooting him down with the weight of their massive curves. Much like the Petilil whose tits he was nursing from before them, they each were now taking to nuzzle his aching nuts, giving them encouraging cheek rubs.

He found himself comfortable with this arrangement. Rakki could finally devote himself in full to fuck his second Petilil to take care of his raging boner. And he went all out, making cry out into her heaving bosom with every pelvic thrust. Meanwhile, his hands manhandled the giant melons in front of him without any regard as he alternated sucking from each nipple.

The eroticism of the situation was the conduit for Rakki's eagerness, even though he should have been exhausted after the rough first gangbang he had been part of. The intensity, the sheer carnality of it all; it was making him steam as he made love to that bent plant.

And then he came. He came even harder than the first time, dousing his lover's insides with his virility. Petilil went rigid for a moment, feeling her skin stretch as the huge cock in her little body pulsed and swelled with the traveling load. "Liiiiiil!" she sang out in delight as she creamed herself all over her mate's cock.

"Nngh... uuwaaaa...!" the survey team member moaned out loud as he slipped off the Petilil he had been nursing. His eyes locked onto her curvaceous figure and, on impulse, he gripped tightly and began to milk those massive boobs. The stiffened, shiny nipples began to bead at the tip, ready to discharge sweet-scented, syrupy goodness which Rakki was more than eager to consume. Mouth wide open, he bore his weight down on the Petilil he had ejaculated into and prepared to lean in for a sample of the lime-green sap.

But, again, bitterness hit his tongue instead. It came from above, again. The blissed, lactating Petilil was none the wiser, but all the climbing action and the attention to her bust had made her work up quite the sweat. When she began to lactate, she lost control of her twitching body. One of those errant twitches made the leaves at her head bounce, sprinkling dew everywhere.

"Augh...! The fuck?! Again!" Rakki grunted. Even the errant little droplet was enough to fill his taste buds with rejection. The leaf dew was too much for him. But the issue was minor in comparison to what was soon going on down below. The Petilil he had chosen to fuck felt extremely tight around his rock-hard dick again. "Nngh... Can't be right." He desperately pulled back, widening his eyes beneath his bangs when he saw, indeed, his erection, plain as day, throbbing with need. The two Petilil that had been nuzzling his readily swollen nuts screamed with joy and began to climb him already.

"Why am I still hard?! Gah... They won't let up, either!" Rakki lamented as he suddenly found himself on his ass again, assaulted by the pair that were so desperate they knocked the Petilil he had been nursing off. With less giant tits between them, the two went directly to trap his twitching member between their mounds of flesh, nuzzling what remained in an effort to absorb the creamy tip's moisture. Both sighed in delight, but were soon competing over who would get that dick first.

And, of course, the lactating Petilil was beyond upset when she realized she was going to have to wait, again, for her turn. Soon, she was clambering over the horny Rakki as well. They were suddenly growling at each other, impatient and zealous. The lactating Petilil's bib sharpened threateningly, to which the other two responded by preparing their own attacks.

"Wuh-wait!" Rakki panicked amidst his returning arousal, "Don't fight with my dick between you! Gah! Fuck it!" he exclaimed, taking the most impatient looking of the trio before pulling her up and using her as a big-breasted battering ram to knock down the other two, taking them by surprise. And then, he rammed her down on his pride, penetrating her in one swift motion.

The triple-heightened arousal made it all blur together at that point. Rakki was a fucking machine, aiming to make Petilil pussy squirt out of desperation; not only to blow his own load but also to survive. He bounced the first Petilil on his cock until she came so hard she expressed the sweet-scented, syrupy sap out of her nipples. Before the other two Petilil had a chance to fight for his dick, he picked one at random and threw himself at her, pressing himself down on her until he was bouncing his mid-section on her fat chest as he ravaged her needy pussy.

"They're so cute," he thought now that he could see the expression of pure bliss and satisfaction on the Petilil he was mate-pressing. Then he remembered how he had almost lost his member to what basically had almost turned into a short stack knife fight. "And frightening!" Rakki corrected himself, fucking even harder with every intention to take care of his problems by fucking them unconscious.

He was holding himself back, not wanting to bust a nut until he was done. He seriously didn't want another taste of that bitter leaf dew; he didn't want to be horny anymore, even if these juicy cunts were the best thing he had ever felt in his life. His body, although energized, was already having accumulated and ignored sexual exhaustion take its toll. "It's gonna fall off at this rate," he worriedly thought, half-laughing, half-whimpering.

And he did not relent, not even with the third and final Petilil, who in-between the humping of the second-to-last one he grabbed, lifted and put hugged his face with her fat thighs. He began jabbing her desperate pussy with his tongue. Her eager wailing told him he had gotten her sufficiently lubricated for penetration, and soon enough he stood up, leaving the second Petilil thoroughly fucked before slamming the final one down on his dick. He held that one aloft, legs spread and hugging his sides. He pulled all the stops with the final fuck, but her weight was too much for Rakki.

Even with the adrenaline pumping through him, the young scout soon found himself on his knees again, utilizing what little physical strength remained to finish pumping the screaming Petilil up and down on his shaft. He went all out, but before he came inside of her, he shoved her off with the other three, crying out in beastly orgasm. "NNGHAAAAAAA...!"

The tip exploded with a messy blast of cum, raining hefty globs of white man-cream over the exhausted Petilil who gladly showered in the stuff.

"Lil..."

"Lilil..."

"Liiiiiiiiii...!"

The trio all sighed in bliss. Whereas they had been momentarily disappointed they hadn't received the cream-pie they had been hoping for, they had been too stunned by the brutal fucking to get off the ground. As a result, they simply, for once, enjoyed sharing the bounty of seed they had been blessed with.

And suddenly, there was silence. "Finally..." Rakki thought, falling back on his ass. He was mangled. Every muscle in his body was sore, his dick finally allowed to curve down as the meat relaxed. It was still pulsing though, owed to the unnatural, back-to-back trio of incredible ejaculations he had made it go through. Except for his socks, sandals and the lower legs of his pants, his outfit was all but destroyed.

"Where are my things...?" he looked around, sighing in relief when he found his satchel a few paces away nearby. The straps had broken off and it had been torn during all the earlier action, with some of its contents spilling out. "At least my stuff is okay... Don't want to lose all those rare stones I found earlier." Then a realization hit him and he widened his eyes, lifting the bangs off his face to look around. The eight Petilils were still unconscious, tatters of his clothes were strewn about; but he couldn't find the most important item he had brought with him earlier.

"My Pokédex?" Rakki put both hands on the floor and shakily tried to stand up, but his exhausted told him otherwise. He started crawling along the sedge in search of his document; there was so much to add to it about Petilil's entry! "...although perhaps I'll have to save some details to myself." He reconsidered with a blush.

"Ugh. Where is it?" He complained after crawling about for five minutes, "I can't find it anywhere. I wanna get out of here already." The young man sighed, "At least now it's peaceful and..." he almost bit his tongue at the last word when he heard loud rustling.

" Liiiiiiiiiil..."

A voice huskier and deeper than what Rakki had been hearing all night cut through the prairie and sent shivers down his spine. His heart sank to the pit of his stomach when he turned around in the direction of a small ledge overlooking the site where he had banged eight Pokémon at once. From the trees at the top of the short elevation, he could see a ninth Petilil emerging from her slumber.

"No. You have to be kidding me!" Rakki's voice thinned out, "There's more? Wait a minute..." he leaned up to get a good look; something was different with that Petilil, and it wasn't merely her deeper voice.

Flashes of red at her slanted eyes made her paused stride forwards menacing. She looked just as flustered as her eight sisters, if not more, but she definitely didn't seem to appreciate having been woken up with all the racket. Dropping down the ledge, her landing sent her bloated curves a-wobbling, her tits and ass commanding even more attention than the others', but as she got ever closer to him, the tired explorer was able to tell the key difference between this and the other Petilil.

Rakki couldn't believe his eyes. She was massive! Whereas the other short stacks would've struggled to touch their cheeks with his kneecaps with him standing, this one was big enough to be level with his waist, perhaps even his navel! She was still short, yet the Alpha Petilil looked like she would be able to roll him over by bulk alone.

And she was horny, as well. Rakki could see the cum dripping down her thick thighs, moistening her cloak and dripping over her stubby legs. "Hold on..." he pleaded, starting to scoot backwards, holding a hand out. "I can't do it anymore. Please spare me!"

" Liiiil..." she sighed, taking pointed, hefty stomps forwards which seemed to make the ground vibrate. The Alpha wanted him and she had tunnel vision for that penis.

"Look at those hips! She'll crush mine if I let her jump me." Rakki cowered, thinking how impossible it would be for him to manhandle this one like the others; it already had taken all of his strength just to move her around for a short time! But he was out of options! "No energy. Can't get back up... wait, did she stop?" Rakki squinted his eyes, pulling his bangs up in disbelief as he noted how distressed the Alpha suddenly looked. She was glancing down below, and Rakki's gaze followed under her colossal bust over her short legs and landed at where her feet were supposed to be.

In her power strut, the Alpha had unwittingly ignored and stepped on Rakki's belongings. She had stopped when she heard a crack under her weight. The truth was she wasn't concerned with Rakki's things, but one thing in particular gave her pause. An orange stone shaped like the sun lie shattered underfoot, its vibrant glow dispersing into the air.

"What's going on?" Rakki's curiosity was killing him. His fists tightened when he realized the Alpha Pokémon had stepped on the pretty rock he had found earlier. "Damnit," he muttered under his breath, "I was going to sell that to the Ginkgo merchant in town..."

When Rakki realized the last of his problems was going to be damaged goods, it was far too late.

" Lil!" The Alpha cried out in delight, surprising Rakki with an upsurge of energy that began to engulf her all at once. The energy crackled like lightning, sparks flying about as an updraft of air gathered and broke into a dark whirlwind.

Rakki gulped and tensed up, watching in disbelief as the Alpha's blackening silhouette became obfuscated by the small, localized storm. "Is this...?" the disturbed young man stammered, "Is this the evolution phenomenon I've heard of...?!"

Indeed, the Alpha Petilil's form was rapidly changing and expanding within that storm. Her lower limbs began to push her to greater and greater heights as they enlarged. Pointy feet finally gave the creature the ability to plant herself on the ground with easier purchase. Her middle elongated into a slim, long torso finishing an exceedingly wide hourglass-shape, a slender neck separating body and head.

The hood of her cloak had broken off from the rest of the body, leaving the new Pokémon with a side swept bang 'hairstyle' opposite-topped by a blooming flower. The gorgeous bloom had replaced the three dark green leaves from its time as a Petilil, using them as a base to grow out of.

Her stubby little arms seemed to melt into her body as her leafy cloak wrapped up her midsection and hugged her growing curves like a leotard. Thanks to the obscene amount of ass meat in the way, the leotard's bottom ended up riding up her ass crack, while the top hardly managed to contain her overflowing head-dwarfing bust. What had attempted to emulate a ballerina's one piece had been bastardized by her swollen curves into a saucy one-piece swimsuit which was hardly doing much to hide skin.

As her bib grew paler, two of its leaves began to project out in an abnormal growth spurt, leaving the evolving Pokémon with a couple of oblong-shaped leaf-arms; sharper than any blade. With the swell of energy dying down, the Alpha Lilligant's eyes began to glow an eerie yellow.

Rakki could see those menacing beacons of raw power staring down his way. He had been shivering ever since he saw them raising higher and higher and higher, forcing him to crane his neck back until he understood he wasn't dealing with a supersized short stack any longer. Her outrageously well-endowed, long-legged form was positively looming over him, even if he couldn't see it thanks to the fading whirlwind. Words failed him. "Ahh... guh..." he was both scared and aroused at once, but his dick refused to stand up. He was spent.

With the evolutionary process complete, Lilligant let out an overpowering, earth-shaking cry and dispersed the dark winds all at once. The yellow glow of her naturally pink eyes turned to a bright red once more. She was no smaller than 9ft. tall. Rakki didn't have to measure her to understand at that instant that each of those monstrous mounds at her chest were three times the size of his head, each, with hips to match the flawless hourglass figure.

Her long, muscular legs started at sharp, ankle-high golden shoes matching the color of her faded bib, which hadn't grown and now looked small when compared to the rest of her. Her purple forelegs fading into alabaster reminded him of the stalks of medicinal leeks, except they truly, inexorably flared out into meaty, plump thighs he knew would be able to split his head like a watermelon between them.

The Alpha Lilligant was a monstrously big amazon. She seemed serendipitous with the change, taking a moment to admire her size and figure. She had, after all, just tripled in size. She seemed to be relishing her newfound power, but she also seemed to be sold on Rakki's reaction. But she was no less thirsty than the Petilil he had been banging until now and she was convinced he was going to be the one responsible for her first orgasm as a Lilligant.

" Lililili li..." even her gentle, haughty laughter rolled over Rakki's ears like divine wind. She was a plant goddess, and he was but a mere mortal cowering both in awe and fear of her. As the Alpha knelt down, Rakki could truly gauge the depth of those humongous watermelons swinging by his face. Their nipples were so big the top of her leafy leotard seemed like it was going to get torn open.

Shaking, Rakki saw the Alpha put one of her leaf arms around him, pushing him by his back to smother him in her magnificent bust. Her other arm began to pull her top down, allowing her titanic jugs to spill forth and smother him with an areola the size of his face. "Wait mmpph...!"

" Lililili li." The Lilligant pointedly chuckled with a nearly sadistic smirk. It was almost like she was urging; no, she was bossing Rakki into nursing off her fat teats. With little choice in the matter, the young man began to suckle from those deep pink nubs, wresting a few deep, feminine moans from that Grass-type amazon, who almost immediately began to lactate.

Finally, Rakki got a good sample of that syrupy sap. He was impressed with the rich flavor invading his mouth. It was more of that mellow flavor he had noted off Petilil's breast earlier, but magnified with the jelly-like texture. He felt invigorated at once, the soreness in his muscles gradually being soothed until it was gone by the first minute of gulping. She gave him a break and he took the chance to breathe. "You... made me feel better?" Rakki gasped, tensing various parts of his body to test responsiveness. He felt like he could've broken into a dash anytime now; but he doubted he'd get very far now that the evolved Alpha Lilligant had those long legs to run with.

"Ah!" Rakki exclaimed as he felt Lilligant gliding that precariously thin leaf arm over his spent meat. Even though the bruises and swellings on his genitals had vanished, it still wouldn't stand up. The sexual frenzy was over. He tensed up even harder when he took stock of just how sharp that arm looked like.

But the tension wasn't enough for the Alpha. She had no use for a flaccid cock that wasn't producing the seed her womb was so ravenous for on that night. Lilligant let out a sigh of disappointment, giving Rakki's now tiny looking dick a little, harmless slap.

"Guh- suh-sorry..." the explorer tried, unsure if any of his words were getting through to her. "I'm spent. I can't... no more. Please let me go..." he insisted, babbling. But the Alpha merely chuckled, again. That irritatingly arrogant tone in her deep, husky voice reminded him of a princess with a queen-complex. It was almost like she was telling him:

" You are going nowhere, little man."

Rakki could only offer a shy smile in return. He could feel the dominating aura practically gushing out of her. And that sweet scent and spicy scent... "Hold on. It's not coming from below..." Rakki could feel dryness at his throat all of a sudden, even though he had just been drinking the rejuvenating sap moments ago. The scent was everywhere. It was above them, like a sparkling cloud of pink pollen dressing Cottonsedge Prairie with the Alpha's pheromones. All of it coming from the bloom on her head.

And then Rakki saw them. All of the Petilil who until now had been deeply, cozily asleep, fucked so hard into contentment they looked like they'd sleep until morning, rising back up. Beady eyes wide open, cheeks flushed. The eight Rakki had survived were now back on their stubby little feet, and they were all looking at his rising penis, again.

Rakki was aroused once again. The Petilils were aroused once more. And the Alpha Lilligant was going to make them all watch as he took her new mate.

The Alpha gave her little sisters a gaze of contempt. " Lililili lili. Li li!"

If he survived the lust on that night of the Pecha moon, they could have a go with her boy toy.

The End.