Bede's Penile Punishment
"HATTERENE! GET BACK UP NOW!" - yelled Bede, the platinum blonde trainer infuriated at yet another defeat at the hands of some wild Pokemon. Stomping and flinging his arms he gestures furiously at his slowly recovering Hatterene, the recently evolved Pokemon that had been lain out by the wild Togetic that Bede (unsuccessfully) ambushed in his attempt to build up a team worthy of his debut as a Gym Leader. Said Togetic in the meanwhile was happily celebrating it's victory, swaying back and forth as it slowly floated off from it's would-be captors. "If I had known you would've been this weak already to have lost to a Togetic of all things I never would have evolved you at all!"
The leaning form of Hatterene flinched, the harsh reprimend of it's trainer's voice, the heavy tone of disappointment and annoyance causing the empathic being to shake from the negativity. Hatterene pushed herself back up into her standing position, the false form of her pseudo-body straightening out to an upright position. With a stifled sigh of annoyance Bede tossed a Full Restore onto the damaged pokemon to bring her back to full health, her wounds recovering and her physical exhaustion disappearing in an instant as the restorative item took effect. 
"I'm getting sick of you constantly losing to these untrained strays! Ever since your evolution you've been nothing but useless" - As her trainer started another tiresome tirade about her lack of combat ability Hatterene zoned out and reminisced on the past few months, wondering how everything had turned out so bad in the end. Whilst her trainer hadn't exactly been the most affectionate of people even before his arrogance took full control of him he had still been a decent master, dishing out sparce bits of praise and love through various hardships and well-earned victories as they both traveled throughout the region. Yet ever since this whole Pokemon League business started he started to turn rather ugly, his earlier praise turning into criticism and insults as he continued to find faults with his partner's performance no matter how hard they tried. At this point Hatterene was starting to get fed up with her master, his increasingly negative attitude putting her off as her senses constantly warned her of potential danger from just being near him, his harsh words slowly losing the demeaning effect they had over time with every tirade she had been subjected to.
Shaking off her nostalgic thoughts Hatterene focused her attention back on her trainer only to realize he was entirely silent, his eyes slanted into a narrow glare at his partner. Nervously Hatterene looked closer at Bede, taking notice of his shaking form, his hands clenching and unclenching into tightened fists as his arms pointed straight to his sides. "PAY ATTENTION WHEN I'M TALKING TO" - Bede starts to shout, his ramrod form suddenly lurching forward as he swings his arm skyward. The sudden spike of anger sends its claws deep into Hatterene, the empathic pokemon's senses going haywire as the sensation of the negativty spikes into her core - and causing an instant reaction, one that had built inside of her over time as she was unjustly berated again and again. Her eyes narrow and fix themselves into an immediate glare, and her mouth grits into a silent snarl, her teeth visible to her approaching trainer. 
The sudden change in personality startles the incensed Bede and leaves him open to Hatterene's next move, his appearance that of a Deerling in headlights. With a toss of her head Hatterne's back claw comes rocketing from her right side, and with a crack of thunder her palm makes contact with Bede's cheek, instantly reddening his flesh. His head snaps to the side and his body spins from the force of her slap, causing him to spin in the opposite direction before falling forward, catching himself at the last moment on his knees and palms. After a moment of silence his confused mind catches up to what happened, his widened eyes filled with unshed tears from the pain of the blow inflicted upon him. His gaze quickly turns angered soon after, and with his own snarl he raises himself up onto his knees alone as he quickly turned himself back towards his soon-to-be-former-partner. 
In a mere moment that angered gaze immediately shifts into an apphrehended expression, the glint of his eyes turned from anger to fear and his grit mouth slackening open as he notices the enraged Hatterene's form. Hatterene was standing tall on her stalks of hair, the shape of her disguise entirely forgotten as her pseudo-body split open, transforming themselves into separate pillars from which she hung from. Without her disguise the fairy type's natural body was exposed, her thin and imp-esque form exposed to her former trainer in all it's glory - along with another, more intimidating sight. Hanging down from her crotch was a huge, ridicululously big cock, one that was practically comparable in height to her actual body, but easily twice as thick. This huge log of flesh sharded the same pale-white tone of her body, it's appearance immaculate save for the large veins that ran down it's sides, throbbing visibly to the invisible tune of Hatterene's blood pumping. Hanging behind and below this slowly rising pillar was a pair of massively engorged balls that pressed into the inner sides of Hatterene's legs, her limbs sinking slightly into their surface due to their sheer girth.
In mere moments her mammoth of a member had fully stiffened and jutted obsecenly forward from her body, the sheer weight of it keeping it from rising fully upward. With a small smirk Hatterene gazed at the kneeling form of her former trainer, his eyes staring uncomprehendingly at her cock. As he stared into the "eye" of the member he became aware of something else - the slit of her cock was actually widening, the fist-sized hole expanding with every second, transforming into an absolutely gaping pit of flesh from which he could see no end. 
Suddenly he felt something latch onto his head with an iron grip, and turned his eyes from the impossible sight in front of him to see something more immediately concerning. Looking to his side he sees a pale blue tendril, and tracking it back to it's origin sees him gazing back up into Hatterene's smirking face, her eyes glinting with cruel anger. As he gazes despairingly at his former partner she bestows upon him a slow wink, and with a widening smile uses her arm to shove him face first towards her cock. 
With an immediately silenced shout Bede's head make's contact with the entrance of Hatterne's cock, and with a wet slurp is suddenly engulfed into darkness, his head nothing more than bulge jutting out from the underside of Hatterne's cock. Hatterene mewls from the sheer pleasure of it all and with her claw grips onto the back of Bede's jacket, his struggling and flailing form no match for her strength. Hatterene thrusts her hips forward as her claw shoves her captive towards her, the pulling and pushing maneuvers allowing her to swallow down to his neck, the bulge of his head moving further down her underside. As she thrusts forward Hatterene can feel her urethra gap wider and wider as it stretches to engulf it's prey, it's width just barely brushing past Bede's shoulders before continuing to swallow him down with ease.
His shoulders pinned Bede is left helpless as more of his body is pulled inwards, his shaking arms unable to move away as they're forced flush against his body. As his torso becomes engulfed the bulge on her cock swells outward, and with the weight of her prey added in to her own hefty size her cock starts to droop downward with gravity taking full effect. This downward position offered no relief for Bede though as it's grip on him was more than secure, the new position proving to be no disadvantage whatsoever. All that was visible of Bede right now was his lower body, but that too was steadily being sucked up. His boyish figure did nothing to slow his capture down, and with a quick slurp his ass was pulled upward as his body started to forcibly curve, beginning his descent into her testicles by having his head splash face-first into the bottom of her spheres, the pool of cum coating her floors now covering his face.
As if prompted by it's owner Hatterene's cock flows into overdrive and quickly swallows the rest of Bede's flailing legs with ease, progressing with rapid suctions that cause more of Bede's body to tumble into his fleshy prison. With a final slurp and gulp Bede's lower legs are deposited into her balls, and Bede is left lying on the cum-pooled bottom, his backside parallel to the ground and his limbs bent towards his body in the cramped space. Bede's vacant and shocked gaze faces forward, seeing into nothing as his predicament leaves him incoherent. As he shifts slightly he hears a squelch and feels his hand sink into liquid, and with comprehension dawning on his face he looks down to see semen start to rise from beneath him, the pool slowly growing wider and wider as it starts to fill the enclosed space. Bede's body starts to shake through no action of his own, and with a start he realizes his prison is rumbling and vibrating, already preparing to bring him to his end. With a shout and a lurch Bede starts to struggle as much he can, pushing and pawing at the surrounding walls as the process continues, his terror slowly rising as more and more cum fills the chamber below him.
Outside Hatterene is experiencing only pure pleasure as the struggles of her prey stimulate her, every punch and kick causing an impact to appear on the outside of her balls in addition to the vibration they feel as they start to digest her master turned cock snack. Hatteren is trembling in the air as her testicles continue to pulse and bounce below her, and with jittery steps on her hair-stalks she walks forward to sit atop a nearby boulder to take her weight off her hair-stalks. As she basks on her perch she gets an idea, and manipulating her stalks she forms them into one giant pseudo-arm, and with her clawed arm pierces into the back of her boulder, securing her in place. With her cock jutting outward Hatterne directs her newly formed limb to grasp her leaking cock and start to pump it back and forth.
Her ministrations prompt her balls to speed up the process, and as she begins to stroke her cock they begin to rumble even harder, with the struggles of the trainer trapped inside them increasing in tempo with more bulges appearing and dissappearing as he beats their insides. Up and down, back and forth her hand continues to move aided by her earlier precum acting as lube, the slick motions combined with the warm grasp bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. As her climax approaches the struggles of her prey begin to lessen in turn, the impacts slowing down and becoming more bumps than bulges before stopping entirely. Their job done her testicles ceased their quaking, and Hatterene reaches her climax.
With a silent scream Hatterene starts to wildly shake as she is captured in total pleasure, and from her cock spews forth a geyser of cum that rockets downward. As her stream of cum impacts the ground it explodes and expands in all directions, flowing outwards to form a small oasis of semen onto the ground in front of her, every spurt and rope adding onto it. Before long her perch is more an island surrounded by a shallow pool of cum, her orgasm starting to die off soon after. As she starts to lay back onto her back her cock releases a final dollop of cum down onto the ground like a raindrop, and as it splashes into the pool below her it makes a far larger impact than she expected, startling her from impending daze, With a glance downwards Hatterene looks to see what caused the ruckus, and spots the cause as it rises from the bottom of the pool to float atop it's surface - the cause was Bede's jacket, the only thing left of the former would-be champion, now floating across the pool of jizz that he'd been turned into, with naught but Hatterene knowing his true fate.