The Blaziken kneels down and straddles your chest, hovering his firm shaft above your face. "How would you like to be a cock snack, little miss?" He asks teasingly. You don't really have an answer to that, but the blush on your face tells him all he needs to know. "Ah, good... but first, how about you give me a few licks?" He lets his weight down onto your breasts, bringing his shaft close enough to reach. To your own shame, you find your maw opening and your tongue lolling out to lap at the bird's length. You're rewarded with an arousing taste of that heavy bird musk and a loud moan the Blaziken. "Ahh, yeah... good girl..." You massage him vigorously, but soon the bird backs away to stand over you once again. "Well, now that you two are acquainted, I think it's time for a longer-term commitment."
This is it. You're going to slide down that sexy bird cock and get stuffed into those heated balls. You search through your mind to find some scrap of defiance, of self-preservation, but whatever there was had been overcome by curiosity to participate in this lewd undertaking. The Blaziken grabs the back of your head and hauls you up to a sitting position, his crotch right in front of your face, giving you a good look at your final destination. He presses you against it, compressing his cock between your face and his body. Squeezed up against him like this, the musk is overpowering. You can feel the warmth drifting off of his body, as well as the excited pulses of his member against your cheek. Your tongue rolls out to drag along that spicy cock, getting a good, long taste of his strong male flavor. Your distant, lust-clouded gaze meets his dominant smirk, and the crowd roars as he pulls you back to begin in earnest.
The tip of your snout slips in rather easily, with only gentle pushing from the Blaziken. He's likely gotten a lot of use out of this muscle, competitors like you, all meeting the same fate in the pit of his balls. His shaft slides over your eyes, resigning you to a hot, slimy darkness. Another shove and the rest of your head is pushed inside, moving you into a kneeling position. The Blaziken takes a grip on your body and yanks mightily to force your wide shoulders inside. As he drags your heavy form upwards, your face emerges into his sack. The soft chamber stretches around you, creating a bulge shaped distinctly like your head, hanging between the Blaziken's legs.
Suddenly, he lifts you up off of the ground, and holds your body vertically in front of him, wobbling a bit as your weight shifts onto his hips. The new position causes even your bulky frame to slip in quickly, first your breasts, creating some sexy bulges in the shaft, then your plump belly slowly slides down. The space in the Blaziken's balls begins to fill up as more of you is crammed inside. The delicious bird musk assaults your senses, and you can't resist licking the warm, squishy walls, getting a taste of the seed that has begun to flow around you. The flavor is intoxicating, and you begin to slurp down as much as you can, making the most out of your new fate. You wonder idly if, by ingesting the cum seeping into the chamber, you might be able to forestall your own digestion?
Shrugging to yourself, you roll out your tongue and slide it along the slimy flesh wrapped around you, collecting another glob of bird cum, which you gulp down approvingly. That flavor, that smell, the feeling... you need more of it. You assault the inside of the sac with your tongue, getting twitches and massages of approval from the outside. Your feet are slipping into the Blaziken's cock now, and your bulky frame is starting to stretch the musky chamber considerably, although it's not that tight, and seems like it could easily expand more. This big boy's probably handled larger things than you before... you murr as you imagine that big, squirming sac getting slowly digested to spunk. That's where you're going now, and you're beyond the point of trying to resist.
As your legs slip down the shaft, the final bulge of your being, and land in the Blaziken's huge, wriggling balls, he extends his arms in a victory pose to the crowd, which goes wild with cheering. Unceremoniously, he falls back onto his rump, with his balls sitting between his splayed legs. He leans back, propping himself up with one arm, while the other goes to work on his twitching shaft. Slow, casual pumping as he enjoys your squirming and licking within- just enough to get the cum flowing, speed up the process. But the white goop seeping into the chamber is having a tough time given you're swallowing almost all of it as it comes. Your belly is bulging with all the cum now, but still you roll your tongue out to collect more, a euphoric smile plastered on your face. You may have lost, but that doesn't mean you can't make this guy squirm.
And squirm he does, to the odd feeling of your rough tongue licking the inside of his sac. Realizing you're not softening like you should be, he starts to grope inward with his knees and hands to get the digestion going, but finds he's only pressing against your usual chubby form. Confused, he starts to roll his sac back and forth, pressing in harder with his taloned hands, making you moan at the massage. You're stuffed full of cum now and you're not sure how much more you can swallow. As that thought passes through your mind, you notice a strange numbness in your stomach region.
Carefully, you move a hand to feel your rounded belly, finding that it is oddly malleable, your hand sinking inward easily. Suddenly, the pressure causes the softened barrier to break, and the seed which had been gurgling in your guts spills outward to wash over your arm. You open your mouth wide to gasp, but are unable to, given that your lungs had just melted away with the rest of your chest cavity. The sensation is incredibly strange, being unable to feel anything inside you, but still you perceive no pain. Only a numb pleasure exists where the edges of your body contact the dissolving spunk. The flood of cum from your stomach gushes back into your open mouth, and you surrender completely to the Blaziken's powerful balls, basking in the glorious flavor and the warm tingling all over your body as a haze slowly creeps over your consciousness.
As your form rapidly melts away, the Blaziken groans loudly at all the sudden shifting and churning in his balls. The firm lump that existed before is quickly reduced to a gooey pulp, his balls shrinking into a smooth, rounded form, resting neatly on the floor of the arena. The Blaziken cringes as he is barely able to hold in an orgasm, but then exhales softly as the pressure drops away. *Pant...* "You put up a good fight there, huh girl?" he addresses his swollen sac. Slowly he stands up, massive balls swaying between his legs, only a foot off of the ground. He resumes pumping his cock in front of the entranced audience, many of which were doing the same by now.
The Blaziken's grunts gradually grow louder until he slows his pounding to a tender massage, delicately easing himself toward his peak. His sack sways gently, sloshing about your remains inside. The fire bird turns to the audience and raises a fist. "Who wants to see a cum-melted Nidoqueen?!" he yells, receiving a roar of applause in response. The cheers grow even louder as he struts towards the stands, squeezing his cock with one clawed hand. The Blaziken begins to stroke himself once more as the crowd's screams become frantic, desperate for release. He stops suddenly, and cries out in a voice of sexual bliss, "Here she comes!" A moment later, the first thick rope of cum spurts from his dick, launching several rows into the audience. The gathered Pokemon scramble over each other to be splattered by the famous bird's seed, many with their mouths hanging open. The blasts of heavy cum continue, draping over the overjoyed audience members to a symphony of euphoric cries and moaning.
Slowly the Blaziken's fountain loses its power, and he steps back as the pulses continue, letting the bounty of Nidoqueen-rich cum pool at his feet. "Mmmh..." he sighs, groping his nearly-drained sack to feel the last of you being pumped out. The thick, gooey puddle he left contains a few bluish lumps where your armor plates hadn't fully melted away. The Blaziken smiles down at the wonderful splat you made as a few lustful furs from the audience climb out of the stands, eager to collect their share of the champion's seed. The avian steps back as the crowd becomes a mob, and a few guards arrive to break up the scene. "I'm Scorch, the hottest cock around!" the Blaziken announces to the frenzied mass of fans, "And I'll see you next time!" With that he turnes to jog back to his side of the arena, giving a wink over his shoulder to a female who was crying out for him. Another day of fine work, and oh what a satisfying victim they had given him this time. All that bulk made such a nice, weighty load of spunk. Whoever wasn't already a fan of his in that crowd surely was now- at this rate Scorch might become a name that went down in history. And for the self-infatuated Blaziken, that was the greatest thing he could ever imagine.
