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Voremon	By : newenglandee Category: Pokemon > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2675 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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VOREMON

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The journey continues! In our last episode, Umbreon discovered she was moments away from becoming a crispy critter. Saved by the Legendary Pokémon Mew, she was told of the terrible plight the Pokémon world was in…a being known as the “Vore Lord” saught to gain the power to completely rule the world by devouring thousands of innocent Pokémon. To gain the power needed to beat it, Mew unlocked an art known as “Vore” within Umbreon, and told her to go out and find the “Tower Leaders”, the top generals of the Vore Lord…and to devour them, taking their power. In time, she should be powerful enough to stop the Vore Lord!

But…naturally…this raises some problems…

“Okay, lemme see if I’ve got this right.” Eevee asked Umbreon as he, Umbreon and Rosalia walked along with her, the Vulplix and Piplup from earlier before joining them. “Mew…wants you to go and defeat the Tower Leaders by…voring them.”
“Yes.” Umbreon remarked.

“Uh…by…giving you the very power that’s bringing ruin to the world?” Eevee asked.

“Vore is a power bestowed by a just and loving God…Arceus himself!” Mew reasoned.

“…a just and loving being is into the consumption and slow digestion of sentient beings?” Eevee wanted to know.

“…well, not US sentient beings! These people are evil!” Vulpix reasoned.

“But we’re being evil by eating them.” Rosalia said right back. “If Umbreon eats the Tower Leaders, she’s doing it to save the world, but she’s just doing what she thinks is right. The Tower Leaders probably all think they’re doing what’s right too. It’s just points of view.”
“Now hold on! One ought to do what brings the most good to the world, and eating innocent people is NOT what’s good for the world! We all need to work TOGETHER and COOPERATE, not…not PREY upon each other! Who do you think we are? HUMANS?!” Eevee snapped.

“Good point.” Umrbreon admitted. “Good points all around! Yes, we have common Pokémonality! That’s why I only want to eat the Tower Leaders…and, eventually, the Vore Lord. I have this power, I don’t want to waste it. I know it’s dark, but… but if I can use it to do great good, then I’ll accept this cross placed on me.” She told them all as they made their way down the path towards the next tower. “I won’t hurt the innocent, only punish the guilty.”

“THAT’S more like it. Vore was originally used only by the gluttonous Pokémon who abused it’s power. In the hands of the righteous, it can be used to properly punish the truly vile.” Mew remarked. “We would never want to give it to an evil being who seeks only selfish means. That goes against the codes of justice we Legendaries adhere to!”

“Who was the first Vorish Pokémon anyway? Who got it started?” Umbreon asked Mew, wishing that she was talking to more than just air. Like, say, a face.

“Interestingly, it was an Pikachu. I think his name was…Sparky?” Mew remarked.

“Hmm.” They all mused.

“Oh, look!” Vulplix called out, pointing with a paw at a large, red-painted building that read “Tavern”. She looked at the front, seeing many Teddiursas at the front. “They might be able to give us directions!”

They approached the Little Bear Pokémon as one of the guys passed a big Oran berry around. “So anyhow, I’m telling you, being with you guys…it gives me the courage to talk ‘bout things I ain’t told NOBODY ‘bout before.”
“Oh? Like what?”

“Well…it was a dame. Long time ago. She was young, foolish, then I entered her life, just a lad. But then…it happened.”

“What happened? Piplup asked, approaching them with the others.

“She ate the porridge and Pa booted her.” The Teddiursa remarked, and all of his friends laughed uproariously.

“Oh, PHPBBT!” Eevee said, sticking his tongue out.

“Mind telling us if you’ve seen a…tower nearby?” Umbreon inquired.

“Nah, but why not come in for a drink?” One of the Teddiursas asked. “Our papa, Ursaring, owns the joint. He’s an amiable dude.”

“Well, we ARE thirsty.” Umbreon admitted as they walked inside the bar and took a seat at a booth. One of the Teddiursas called for a round and a large Ursaring nodded, pulling out some mugs. “A couple drinks can’t hurt.” Umbreon decided as the Hibernator Pokémon brought them their drinks.

The beer was slightly cold, and going down their throat it made them feel warm and fuzzy. They all giggled slightly as Umbreon held her head. “Woo, I can’t stomach beer at all…one drink and I’m…one HALF drink and I’m already dizzy?” She asked the others.

“I’ve only had one sip…” Piplup hiccupped.

“Yeah, that’d be the roofies we put in.” One of the Teddiursas remarked.

Our protagonists heads hit the table. BONKA.

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…Umbreon awoke to find herself and her friends being brought in a cart towards a building shaped very much like a castle. There were large ramparts, a drawbridge, big stained-glass windows and, most noticeably of all, an enormous steeple towering into the heavens. It had an engraved picture of a being upon it…the Tower Leader, Umbreon assumed. But it was so high up and the outline so faint it was hard to tell what it was. The only thing she could definitely see was the color…green.

The drawbridge lowered and they were brought into an enormous courtyard, where a group of Grovyle were standing with lanterns.

“My sons caught a fine load.” The Ursaring bringing the cart in remarked. “An Eevee, a Piplup, a Vuplix and an Umbreon.”
“Ah, four! Not a bad haul at all.” The leader Grovyle, marked by a red band around his arm, nodded. “Let’s bring them in.” He told his assistants.

They picked up the dazed, barely-concious Pokémon as Umbreon murmured out a protest. “No…nooo…”
“Shh, relax.” One said. “You’ll like it here.”

It was then that the door opened and they were led inside to the sight of something absolutely wonderful.

The smell. The sweet, luscious scent of berries cooked into fresh pies, and finely-roasted nuts and herbs lingering in the air from a kitchen far to the side. They passed by it, going down an ornate, red-carpeted hallway past pictures of various Pokémon in landscapes and past another room, a room filled with hot Jacuzzis as steam rose into the air. Pokémon were relaxing in the Jacuzzi as some fish Pokémon hopped up and down out of the nearest one. A sauna room showed the silhouette of a Houndoom, a Dragonair and a Scyther.

The next room was enormous, with a pair of sliding doors. They opened to reveal a beautiful banquet hall where many Pokémon were dining on the fine foods our protagonists had detected in scent earlier. From Bug Pokémon to Ghost to Water, all types seemed present, and all seemed merry and happy, clinking glasses, sharing slices of berry pie, and passing jugs of drink around.

Led down to a series of hallways on their left and right, Umbreon saw a series of doors going down each hallway, and interestingly, all had numbers and “Do Not Disturb” signs on the front. They could hear loud…moanings…from some of the nearest doors.

“Well, who do we have here?” A voice called out, amiable and cheery.

Umbreon and the others looked up as the Grovyle who had been leading them came to a stop. There, at the end of the hall was a stairway leading to the top of the steeple, Umbreon assumed. And this was apparently the tower leader…a large, powerful Flygon with huge muscles wearing a red scarf was standing there, clawed hands resting on his hips. Umbreon was struck by how smooth his body seemed, and how gentle his red eyes looked. They had a soft glow to them, matching the mystical amiability of the Pokémon’s voice.

“Ursaring’s boys caught four Pokémon.” The lead Grovyle remarked.

“Ah, good, good.” Flygon said. “I’m Flygon, the Tower Leader.” He informed the Pokémon. “Welcome to my humble abode. Now, let’s find you all rooms.” He told them.
“Rooms?” Piplup remarked. “Aren’t you going to send us to the kitchen to get…flavored?” She whimpered nervously.

“Oh no, no!” Flygon laughed, chuckling slightly. “I’m not so cruel. All Pokémon here are either under my employ or to be treated as guests and cared for.” He explained. As he gazed at them all, he noticed Umbreon’s red eyes looking on him, and he stopped, carefully examining her.

She noticed he had noticed her and that he was blushing a little, looking rather…dumbstruck. It’s true, he wasn’t bad-looking…even rather friendly, she admitted. Yet still, he was a Tower Leader.

“You may go.” He told the Grovyle. His wings extended fully, letting out a humming sound as they rapidly quivered in the air. From behind him, descending from the stairs, were beautiful Gardevoir who slowly approached the foursome, one for each of them.

“Bring them to A-Wing, rooms 1-4.” Flygon remarked. “Let them know bliss, and I shall have our cooks create a fine breakfast for all of you tomorrow.” He said kindly.

He bowed deeply, and the Gardevoir led the Pokémon to different rooms. Umbreon found herself within a fairly large room with a big, heart-shaped bed that had a thick downy blanket of brilliant red with pink sheets. There was a heart-shaped pillow…two, actually…and rose petals sprinkled around the room, with a small crystal-like lantern to either side of the door, and one atop a table near the bed.

Umbreon tried to speak up. “Please, I’m not interested in-”

“Shhhhhhhh.” The Gardevoir hushed, placing one gentle white hand upon Umbreon’s lips. It felt much like the brushing of a leave against her mouth. The Gardevoir then kissed Umbreon sweetly, her tongue slipping inside.

Umbreon moaned a little as she felt her own tongue lick Gardevoir’s, as the plant psychic moved one hand down Umbreon’s chest, carefully lowering itself to her lower regions. Soon the tip of her left hand was caressing Umbreon’s sex lower lips…and soon it began pushing inside just slightly.

Umbreon let out another low moan, but neither this one nor the one before had been filled with any unhappiness. She felt absolutely wonderful as Gardevoir’s touch became more and more intense. Her new lover pushing deeper, Umbreon found herself wrapping her arms around the neck of the Gardevoir as she felt a juicy, sweet release burst from her sex lips. The Gardevoir raised the hand that had been within her up and suckled on the juices, then kissed Umbreon again, lowering her onto the bed.

“You’re special.” The Gardevoir’s sweet voice informed Umbreon. “Tomorrow, Master Flygon will approach you. He has eyes for you, I can tell. I’m afraid, though, that we know of what you did to Arcanine, and though your gaze shows you think our master handsome, we must ensure you do not try to escape or harm him.”

Gardevoir gently opened up her sex lips with one hand, and carefully slid Umbreon’s tail inside. Umbreon was frankly, amazed at how easily it slipped inside and how quickly her legs soon began to sink into the wet lips, feeling a clear change of texture as it became a soft muscular tissue rubbing against her furry legs.

“You’ll be happy in my womb, and shall sleep for tonight. Dream, little Umbreon.” The Gardevoir cooed, continuing to feed Umbreon’s body into her vagina, feeling absolute bliss as her strong ringed muscle clamp down on the mammal. She pulled her deeper and deeper still, finally it happened…she climaxed, the rippling effect squeezing Umbreon through her cervix into the womb.
Crying out in a powerful combination of pleasure and pain, Gardevoir lay on the bed, gasping, touching her swollen womb. Umbreon felt herself surrounded by the pulsing, warm walls of the womb, but she wasn’t scared…it was comfortable and pleasant…she could breathe just fine too. She allowed herself to relax, and drifted off into blissful sleep…

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…Umbreon awoke to find Flygon gently patting her on the head. She was with the others, sitting at a table as food was brought out to them. They looked down at the delicious pies and Flygon nodded his head at them all.

“Good day to you, newcomers to my castle!”
“Uh…what exactly is up with all this?” Umbreon wanted to know.

Flygon sighed and stretched one arm out at the dining hall, at the entire building. “This entire facility was designed to provide a new approach. The Vore Lord is always seeking new Pokémon to consume, but I believe that, if those captured by my agents are to die, their final days in this world ought to be happy, good ones.” He explained. “I believe in mercy towards my prey. All my servants here feel the same.”

Umbreon looked at the Gardevoir and Grovyles nearby and felt rather sad. Mew’s voice filled her head.

“What’s wrong?” Mew asked.
“This one is…he’s nice. Genuinely nice.”

“It seems cruel to just stuff Pokémon into ovens and roast them up. To think of them as simply things. They deserve to be treated decently and lovingly before the end. Half of our Pokémon here are shipped off to the Vore Lord, while the rest are divided among us here at the facility…and we bring in an ENORMOUS haul.” Flygon said proudly. “I have agents in many, many nearby regions. And since we have a breeding program instituted, many of the Pokémon brought here can have the comfort of raising families before they must leave this world.” He added. “Some even become part of our family, reborn as servants.”

He walked over to one Gardevoir and caressed the bulging womb of one of them. “Last night Gardevoir took a Marill into her womb. Already he is being given nutrients within, his body being reshaped, transforming into an egg. Soon, after he is fertilized, he’ll be reborn in a few months as a new being, who will become one of our servants. If you’re lucky and win the lottery we institute here to determine such a thing, that will be your fate.” He told the foursome.

“You think that up yourself?” Eevee inquired.

“No, another tower leader suggested it, Lady Gardevoir. She has sent many of her own children to this facility because she and I share the belief in mercy and sympathy towards prey.” Flygon explained. He then sighed. “I know you devoured Arcanine, I’ve heard the news.” He told Umbreon. “But…I find you very beautiful. And…I have been seeking a mate, one who can bear me children until the end of my days, to take over this facility in time.” He explained.

Umbreon looked at him in a slightly guilty fashion. “I…I…” She blushed.

“You don’t have to say “yes” or “no” right now, think it over. Relax. Walk around the facility.” He insisted gently. “I’ll be waiting in the top of the tower for your decision, come anytime you’d like.”

He walked off and Umbreon bit her lip. “In another time and place, he would have probably been a dear friend to us.” She told the others. “He’s not truly evil, even though his actions are…”
“He’s a lot like you, you know.” Eevee admitted. “He’s even kinder than you are, he seems to genuinely pity and care for “enemies”. I’m surprised he became a tower leader.”

“But you won’t say “yes”, will you?” Piplup squeaked, putting her flippers on her hips.

“Yeah, he might be nice, but he’s still a tower leader.” Vulplix admitted.

“I know, I know…” Umbreon sighed. “I don’t know what I WILL do.”

“What we should do is go find someplace to just sit and think.” Eevee said. “And THEN we can come up with an idea.”

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… “Ohhh, this feels good.” Umbreon said happily as she leaned back in the Jacuzzi she and the others were relaxing inside of.
“I could get used to living in a place like this. Do we HAVE to bring this place down?” Vulplix remarked.

“Tell you what, let’s keep one Jacuzzi for ourselves. Fair’s fair. We ARE saving the world after all.”
“Yeah, we deserve some fringe benefits.” Piplup agreed.

“Hello, guys! Guess who I’ve just met!” Eevee called out, walking over to them, beaming happily.

“Who? Arceus himself?” Umbreon laughed.

“No, as a matter of fact, I’ve met somebody who also had another being speak to them in their minds about “saving the Pokémon world”.” Eevee chuckled.

He stepped out from a nearby pillar, placing his paws together. “Hello.” He said, his dreadlocks falling behind his head. “I am Lucario. I come to aid you in your quest…”

And so, a new ally arrives as the question of how to deal with a new foe rears it’s ugly head. Will Umbreon accept Flygon’s offer? Which Legendary did Lucario speak with? Will any of them make it out, or will they all become a five course meal for the Tower Leader? Only time will tell…
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