There was a relaxing warmth that wrapped all around Sven’s body as he floated on the sea of comfort that was the sleeping world. His mind felt calm and relaxed, his body felt weightless and every worry that would have plagued his mind normally seemed to have been chased off into the edges of oblivion. No longer able to worry and bother him like the troublesome hyenas they were. A sweet, deep smell permeated his mind, it was like lavender and those warm sorts of earthy scents that the body produces. Like being in a field of flowers in the middle of summer, and inhaling the scents of soil and stone that mixed with the fresh scents of grass and pollen.

     “Hey~”

     What? What was that noise? He could have sworn he heard someone’s voice just then…

“Hey cutie~ rise and shine babes, you’ve been asleep for quite long enough~”

Asleep… yeah, that’s what was happening, he had been asleep. But he didn’t remember where and when he had laid down, and didn’t know who would be calling out to him now… He slowly opened his eyes to see, two purple and black orbs hovering over him. They were spread apart to reveal a dark purple ring that was flexing inches from his face, a lilac miasma was drifting lazily between both cheeks and seemed to be originating from the plum colored pucker that suddenly pressed into his face. “Mmmph!” He called out, struggling as his nose was pushed into a fleshy bundle of muscle that flexed around his nose and buried him between two warm, giggly orbs that swallowed his face with the sheer amount of flesh and muscle that was overwhelming him.

Sven struggled under the immense weight and strength of his attacker. Whoever this woman was, had her calves gripping around his torso and under his arms to trap him against her bountiful rump. The valley between her cheeks kept him pressed between her smothery ass cheeks. “Oooh~ energetic aren’t we?” She said, grinding down on his head and rocking her hips back and forth to rub some of the sweat from her anus all over his face, marking him with her pungent but pleasant scent. Though, after a while she finally relented and got off of him so that he could breathe. Gasping, and inhaling big lungfuls of lavender scented air. Leaving him slightly light headed and confused.

“There there~” A voice said somewhere above him. The woman that had just introduced him to her back door spun around and came face to face with him. She was a very tall poke woman and her face looked to be that of a dragon type of some sorts. Sven looked around and got a better grip on the situation, and took in more of the pokewoman’s looks. No, she wasn’t a dragon type. She was some sort of a hybrid pokemon. He noticed her ears and how they were big and wide like giant pointy radar dishes. Her tail and how its fiery pattern swept back so far he calculated that it must be longer than he was tall. Her thighs…

“You’re even cuter up close honey~” She said. Crawling over top of him and laying down right on top of him. Her breasts squished into his chest. Their soft warmth made him start to turn bright red, base, male need welling up inside of him. Though he was in such a state of post-waking delirium that he didn’t realize he was even naked until his member grew hard and started to graze against the soft swell of this woman’s stomach.

“O-oh goodness. Mew forgive me!” He muttered in a hurried apology. “I… I well… It’s just” His embarrassment caused her to smile.

“It’s okay little…” She paused for a bit, causing Sven to cock and eyebrow but then silently gasp when he realized she was waiting for his name.

“Sven,” He said simply.

“Sven, cute name for a cute man~ My name’s Skenna I’m the reason you’re in here warm and safe, and not out there frozen half to death.”

The sound of roaring wind came from what Sven could guess was the mouth of the cave located around some obscuring corner that led into a tunnel. A good place for a home as that bend in the cave kept the wind from sweeping in here at typhoon speeds and sucking all the warmth out of the interior. Though that didn’t stop the air from being at least a little more chilly than was comfortable. Skenna’s body, no matter how uncomfortable and embarrassed it made him to be pressed against the body of someone he barely knew, was *very* warm and thus Sven had no problem allowing himself to snuggle in against her for now.

Sven couldn’t remember much of anything from before he passed out though. It was like the moments leading up to and during whatever had caused him to end up in such a dire situation just weren’t there. Though as he slowly warmed up his thoughts were dislodged from the frozen portion of his mind that they were locked away in. He slowly remembered bit by bit that he had been about to set out on an expedition to the top of this mountain to catch rare, and high level pokemon. He heard from some old man at the bottom that there were pokemon up here that rivaled the power and intelligence of the legendaries themselves.

During his climb up to the summit, he began to realize that the cheap pokemart brand stuff he had bought, instead of buying from the town’s dedicated climbing shop, was starting to fail him. Just hours into the trek the jacket proved to be made of terrible synthetic fibers that didn’t hold the heat in very well, His ropes started to fray, and even the lantern that he was using to light his way stopped working as the low grade fuel congealed. Leaving him at the summit of the mountain without so much as a shoddy scrap of lantern wick to keep him from succumbing to hypothermia.

All he could remember was laying down, trying desperately to spark the cheap flint and steel he had bought against his sopping wet socks in an attempt to get some sort of fire going, then passing out. It must have been at that point that Skenna found him and brought him to this cave. The whole time he was deep in thought. She had been idly grinding her sopping wet womanhood against his throbbing member. A realization that made Sven practically jump out of his skin with how forward she was being. He rolled suddenly causing her to flump to the side and pout as he had managed to overpower her sheer weight through adrenaline alone.

“L-look ma’am, all this is just so very overwhelming for me. I’m thankful that you saved me and all, but really I have to be going you know.” He slowly backed towards his abandoned gear. He didn’t know how much further into the mountains he had managed to make it. Or how much of his gear was still intact after being exposed to the snow. But he knew that the trek down would be much easier to do. He reached his bag and like a flash she tore across the cave towards him. He rolled out of the way and snatched up his bag. A look of surprise and confusion on his face.

Her teeth flashed at him in the dark. “If you think I’m going to let you go after rescuing you and carrying you all the way back to my cave, you have another thing coming. You’re mine. I found you. You belong to me. I don’t care who you belonged to in your past life, but forget about them. I’m keeping you with me, here, in my cave.” She advanced on him, slowly and smiling wildly; her eyes as wide as two distant moons.

In a frantic panic he began to rustle through his bag and located something smooth, hard, and round! He pulled it out and pointed it at the Noilazzle before shouting “Charizard! Come on out!” Throwing the pokeball into the air, her expected to hear a pop and the strange electronic noise of his pokemon materializing, but the pokeball simply clanked to the ground and fell open, empty and void of any mon. “Weird… that must’ve been one of my spares.” He thought to himself, quickly reaching for a second one and presenting it to the slowly encroaching menace. “Froslass I-” This time he couldn’t even get the call to battle out before he realized the ball itself was also empty.

“Oh? Were those weaklings your party?” She said, hefting her stomach and tits. “They jumped out of their balls a couple of days ago in an attempt to fight me off. When I beat them back I decided if they weren’t strong enough to save you, that I’d help myself to their “assets” as compensation for making me deal with them~” She hissed with satisfaction, smiling and groping her massive breasts as if to tease Sven with the idea that his pokemon were now nothing but tit fat.

He could now see why she was alone all the way up here. This lady was insane! He stumbled back as she came closer, and closer. His heart pounded in his ears and begged him to do something, anything! He couldn’t even try to stall her by throwing an empty ball at her. If she was strong enough to beat a perfect EV level 70 charizard, she must’ve been stronger than he thought. Anything short of a master ball would bounce right off… That’s it! He threw his backpack at her and ran back towards his pile of clothes. Rifling through it as fast as he could manage with fear stricken hands he found his pants and pulled the small lump out of his pocket. Pressing the middle button it inflated back to softball size. Its sleek purple body with pink lobes indicated the rarity of apricorn used in its construction. The sheen of the silver inlaid “M ” shone brightly despite the low light levels in the cave. Almost as if it gave off its own light.

He lobbed it in her direction with all his might. He knew this would catch her, it had to, it was impossible for even the strongest of pokemon to break the grip this thing would have on them. It arched towards her and in one fluid motion she sidestepped, caught the ball between her teeth, and threw her head back like a bird might do when eating a mouse. Before swallowing, she reached him and pulled him close against her body. Positioning him so that he could stare into her mouth as she worked the ball further and further back against the back of her throat. She then opened her gullet up and swallowed it whole. The pink muscled rippled around the orb with ease. His face got crammed against her neck to watch as his one and only trump card was currently traveling down her purple, fuzzy neck. Soon it sunk behind her ribs, the swell of her breasts and rigidity of her ribcage hiding its form as it sunk down into her body, right into her stomach.

“You really tried to catch me with that relic? You know, to make use of something that strong, you have to have a good throw!” She flapped her wings and dragged him back towards her nest, slamming him against the pillows, and thrusting needily against his squirming body. “All mine now baby~ all mine~” As she spoke, puffs of strong, floral miasma drifted from her mouth and all around Sven’s face. Breathing it in, Sven felt an unnatural sense of peace and unease drift over him. In some back corner of his mind he heard his brain pleading with him. “Just give in, it wouldn’t be so bad to submit to someone like her after all…” He felt himself slipping into a momentary compliance as those heady fumes made him lose all sense of time. “NO!” Some deep section of himself shouted with fury and adrenaline. “Don’t just roll over like this. FIGHT!”

“I… I’m gonna… I wanna f-fight…” He slurred, his mind still overcome with the strange scent of that smoke that seemed to be spilling from her very body. She giggled and scoffed a bit at the very thought of him still having any fight left in him.

“Oh? You wanna challenge me?” She wiggled her rump, his cock caught between her cheeks already felt like it was going to explode. “Okay then…” She sat up and applied pressure to his manhood, all of her weight pinning his penis between his body and hers. The immense softness removed even his ability to twitch from the stimulation. “...How about this. I’m going to fuck you, hard if you can make me cum I’ll let you walk right out of that cave entrance, free to go.” She squeezed his face against her tits with a tight hug. “But if you cum before me, then not only will I keep you. But I’ll be turning you into my personal breeding toy. A cum doner fit for an alpha like me~” She let him go so he could gasp for breath and think about his situation.

Sven wasn’t sure if he could trust her, but something about her tone indicated that if he somehow managed to beat the odds, that she’d be 100% true to her words and let him go. Either way it was the only chance that he had. “Okay…” he said simply, unable to say much more than that without slurring his words or stuttering.

She got off of him, laid back on a bundle of nearby pillows and beckoned to him. “Alright then killer, go ahead and put the moves on me. Lemme see what you human guys got.” She spread her legs, letting out a puff of that lavender smoke that was omnipresent in every single hole on her body. It lingered like a cloud in the sky around her cunt. Almost as if the thick smoke that was coming out from between her legs was somehow thicker than the smoke that poured out of her mouth.

Sven didn’t waste any time getting into position. He spread her legs apart and shivered at the lavender scent that met his nose. The stuff down here was different from what leaked from her mouth. This stuff was more potent, concentrated, and carried with it a more bodily musk. The scent of heat and gentle body odor that tingled his senses and sent his natural instincts a light with need and want.

He grabbed his manhood and guided it into her. The tight velvety folds of her honey pot gripping around him, holding his throbbing cock in a warm and loving embrace. Sven shivered and let out a pretty embarrassing noise when she clenched around him. His face grew red both from exertion and embarrassment at his inability to hold it together. To make matters worse she was hot, not just warm hot . The inside of her was like an oven. If he was made of ice he would have melted the instant he brought any part of himself within an inch of her. She must’ve seen him struggling to keep it together because she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him closer.

“Do you feel that hun ? My heat ? Wouldn’t it be so nice to just sink into that? To just give yourself up to me and stop fighting?” She reached around his upper body and pulled him close. Her soft chest pressing against his, breathing more of that relaxing miasma into his face. Each little puff of it that he took in made his body flush with need and lust. It was like he was inhaling the very vapors of need and desire themselves. It was like his very being was being shaken to the core, and his desire to escape the cave was slowly dwindling. His thrusting was becoming slower, weaker as he tried to fight the need to cum.

Sensing his attempts to slow down and conserve energy, Skenna rolled over; leaving herself on top of him. She bore down on him and squeezed her legs around his midsection so that all he could do was weakly twitch and buck in attempted retaliation at her sudden taking over of the pace. Her internal muscles began to squeeze down on him, wrenching on his cock with such force that he called out in a combination of surprise and pleasure. Leaning down, she sealed her lips around his. Taking advantage of that open mouth to kiss him deep and invade his throat with her tongue. The long, saliva slickened appendage slipped its way past his lips, curled around his own tongue, and began to press further into the back of his throat. The feeling was strange and alien to him, causing him to gag and try to force it out of his throat at first, but the same smoke he had been breathing in for the past hour or so seemed to have a slight numbing effect, causing his throat to relax and take close to 3 inches of her tongue’s length.

Her tongue pinned his, dominating it with its dexterity and strength. It wiggled around in his mouth, his throat, and his cheeks in an attempt to not only taste every little bit of his mouth in the most intrusive way possible. But she had also been coating his own mouth with her saliva which was laced with the same anesthetic aphrodisiac that seemed to be laced into that purple vapor that she expelled like an aura around her very form. After he felt his lungs lock up and start to burn, realizing he had been breathing nothing but that tantalizing vapors from deep within her lungs he began to squirm. He didn’t have much strength left to fight her as he had been on the verge of cumming for some time now, but he tried his best to get even a scrap of oxygen into his lungs. She held him here like this for what seemed like a moment longer than was comfortable. Right down to the very moment he could feel the aura of bright light creep into his vision, warning him that he was about to black out from the lack of oxygen. It was only then that she pulled away from him. Her tongue leaving his throat with a slick pop as the thicker part of its length freed itself from his esophagus.

“You’re so cute when you turn red like that~” She purred, licking him up the side of his face as if she hadn’t almost suffocated him with her tongue. Sven would have probably spoken up and called her insane or dangerous. But he was so focused on not shooting his load early that he couldn’t even feel scared that he almost blacked out again. All he cared about was making her cum. But with her now using her internal muscles to knead and squeeze him without mercy. Her cunt treated his manhood as if it was a stress toy. The only thing he could manage in response was a gasping, sputtering whimper of desperation. She must’ve found this noise arousing because he felt her nethers begin to pulse as if her heartbeat was now focused deep inside of her womanhood. A consistent, powerful, throbbing to indicate her own desire growing.

“Fuck babe~ You’re adorable. And you’re holding on so long for me~ Such a good, strong boy~” Her words seemed to echo through his skull like they were becoming his own thoughts. Like the closer to cumming he got, the more their minds seemed to link. Which wasn’t far from the truth. Skenna could feel his last remaining mental willpower slowly draining down to his balls. Accumulating more and more in his groin, the more he concentrated on not having an orgasm. The very thought of lasting longer than her, was what was sealing his fate to become hers. The longer he fucked her, the more he found it hard to remember why he even wanted to get away from her in the first place.

Why did he want to fight so hard to leave? I mean, didn’t this feel good? All this resistance was just so hard. He should just give in and stop trying so hard to fight her and leave. I mean, what did he have outside to worry about anyway?

Sven thought and concentrated as hard as he could on trying to remember the faces and names of the people that were waiting outside for him. His girlfriend, his parents, his professor, his best friend. He could remember that people like that existed, but he couldn’t seem to concentrate hard enough on bringing their faces up in his mind. They all seemed so blurry, distant, and unimportant…

“I’m surprised~” Skenna’s voice shattered his thoughts like a brittle vase on tile floor. “You’re lasting a loooong time. I can feel you want to cum though~” She rolled her inside like waves crashing against his ship; stranded on her ocean of lust and heat. “I can feel you twitching, I can hear your gasping whimpers. Like an injured dog caught in a trap~” Her voice swirled around his head. It was like she was in there kneading his very brain with her tongue and pussy. Every time she spoke it was like her voice was the only thing in the world that he could hear and think about. It ruined his concentration and he could feel the sweat beading on his face as pressure began to build within his prostate as it got ready to squeeze and force his orgasm deep within her. He called out in desperation, began to violently wiggle and shake as best he could to try and get free, but it was no use. He was too weak, she was too heavy, and alongside his orgasm, all of his free will and memory was sucked from his cock. All desire to fight suddenly leaves his body. He arched his back and she purred feeling his hot seed enter her. “Mine~” She said simply as her own dripping wet muff quivered from the exertion.

Sven went limp, and felt himself drift into the warm darkness of unconsciousness. There he heard her voice ring true. “When you awaken, you will be mine. You will do everything I say. Tending to my every need will bring you pleasure immeasurable. When you open your eyes again, you will have forgotten your old life. Everything about the world that came before my cave will leave your mind and you will only think about and remember me. Every woman in your life before meeting me will now be replaced with me. Your first love; me. Your mother; me. Your girlfriend; me. Your celebrity crush; me. Anyone and everyone that you ever cared about will be replaced with me. I’ll be in every single one of your memories, and you will live only and forever for me. Your mind will now reject every memory of lovemaking you ever had. Every time we make love, it will feel as if it were the first time for you. A passionate night with me will bring you a volcano of pleasure, but the moment your afterglow fades it will be as if you’re a virgin again. Every Time will feel fresh and alien for you… Now AWAKEN” This last word cracked through the darkness like a gunshot in an enclosed space. It was quick, crisp, and borderline deafening. His eyes shot open from the force of it causing him to look straight into her deep, dark purple eyes. “Good morning baby~” She cooed happily. A smile drifted onto Sven’s face as he looked into the gaze of his loving wife.

“Everything okay hun?” she asked, his mind still felt like mud, but he eventually managed to gasp out a response.

“Yes mama… I just had a really bad nightmare… I can’t remember what it was about but I'm sweating so it must’ve been bad.” He shivered as the breeze from outside. It was her turn to smile and she got up, spinning around to point her rump at him. “You look cold babe. How about you lube Mommy up so she can “tuck you away” in your favorite little spot hmm?” He would suddenly feel a memory of being sealed away in his “Mama’s” asshole. The comfort and warmth that awaited him inside was too good to pass up. On top of that, he didn’t dare disobey Skenna, knowing full well how creative and intense her chosen punishments were. She plopped her rump down right on top of him and began to gently rock her hips against his lips to coax both his mouth and her asshole open.

From the moment his tongue slipped in, he could taste the wonderfully natural saltiness of her sweat mixed with a pleasant floral flavor that reminded him of chewing on some exotic plant. Her asshole flexed open and a large wave of that purple, heavenly musk flowed forth overwhelming his senses with its body relaxing properties. His tongue worked so hard to slather her hole in spit that he could barely tell how wide it had opened around his head, her soft flesh sucking at his face threatening to pull him inside that very second. After a while though she stood up off of him leaving thick strings of slightly periwinkle tinted anal slime strands connecting his face to her asshole.

“Hold still babe, this next part is going to be a little different for both of us~” She said, before grabbing both of his feet, raising them up, and sitting down right on top of them! Her anus was so well lubricated and stretched open that she slammed down right on top of his pelvis in one fluid motion. His feet turning the corner in her colon, and already feeling her insides start to work on him. It felt like he was trying to squeeze into a living fleshlight. Her insides were so soft and pliable that every little movement and twitch seemed to help suck him just that much deeper.

Slowly, more and more of his body had been sucked inside of her. That velvety tube pulling him in like he was some sort of expensive length of anal beads, whose only purpose was to be sucked inside and used for the pleasure of the wearer. He felt himself get sucked inside up to his stomach before suddenly she had clenched around him and halted his descent into her.

“Hold on for just a moment darling. Mama wants to get a better look at the situation…” She rummaged around in her pile of pillows, pulling a number of strange artifacts and pieces of clothing out from between them as she went. Finally, she found what looked like a small mirror with two handles and a slight sheen to it, like it had been treated with an oil slick. “There it is~ A Gengar gave me this a long time ago, it was meant to be a peace offering, but if her brain was as big as her tits. She would have known that I wasn’t after her stuff, and was after her. Well you know~” She gave her immense breasts a heft.

Speaking an incantation , the mirror floated down to Sven who was dangling out from between her legs at this point and seemed to project in two places at once. A copy of itself floating in front of Skenna’s face, showing Sven dangling out from between her cheeks. And another copy hovering in front of Sven showing Skenna’s pleasure stricken face. “There we go, now I get to see your face as mama locks you deep inside of her guts~” Suddenly, the fleshy conveyor belt that was her insides started to contract and pull again. Sucking more and more of him right into that hungry donut between her soft, plump cheeks.

Once his face was pushed in between them his own cheeks became smushed together and he could feel the heat from her womanhood radiating up between them. Creating the perfect funnel for a mixture of her vaginal and anal miasmas. Each cloud seemed to have its own special qualities that made them discernable from one another, but they both had the effect of leaving Sven a drooling mess as he was slowly devoured by his “wife's” hungry asshole. Soon, her tight ring closed around his face and she rolled over onto her side, a content sigh escaping her lips as she felt that wriggling mass that was her new mate sinking deeper and deeper into her ass.

“Oh Sven, you’re such a well behaved boy~” She said, rubbing her stomach as his outline tracked his journey deeper into her intestines. “You and I are going to have so much fun from now on honey~” Her words earned a content moan from her midsection. She gave her Sven-bump a kiss before she rolled over and felt exhaustion making her limbs heavy as lead. “You put up a good fight today dude…” her voice was sleepy as slowly she drifted into a comforting, deep rest. Dreams of how she was going to spend her new life with her boytoy graced both of their minds as they let themselves drift, gentle snoring filling the cave…

***

Somewhere, someplace, far away at the base of the hill was a frustrated man and his very worried Charizard. He tapped his feet in frustration as his friend was meant to meet him here hours ago. Little did he know, Sven wouldn’t be meeting him here for cocoa like they had planned, or anywhere ever again…