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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, our heroes found themselves deep in the territory of Wild Pokémon, only to discover that these Pokémon had a desire to see justice done to the nearest Tower Leader, Eevee of the Valley Clan! With Leafeon of the Valley Clan leading the way, Charizard told the others of his fight against the Tower Leader Zangoose, and now they approach the tower, ready to enter it's depths…

“I hope the others are alright.” Dragonair spoke softly as she looked at the others as they snuck through the brush around the tower, heading for the secret side entrance Leafeon had seen the Tower Leader's grunts use.

“Would you like to check on them?” Blackwhite wanted to know, scratching his furry little head.

“Yes, that would be helpful.” Umbreon admitted.

Blackwhite let out a single breath, and a small circle formed in the air, glowing slightly before turning into a mirror-like substance, showing Eevee was in a story circle with the others, listening to Manaphy play the bongos.

“SHHHH!” Eevee said suddenly, noticing that our five protagonists were watching them. “The guys are here, and they look like they're outside of a tower!”

“Are you all doing alright?” Umbreon asked.

“It's fine, really. Flygon's getting good at taking naps and has started to actually speak words that aren't just made up of two syllables.” Eevee commented. “Which Tower Leader are you visiting?”

“An Eevee, like you.” Umbreon said.

Eevee looked a bit disturbed…okay, VERY disturbed. “Y'don't say.” He mumbled quietly. He then sighed. “Why do they do this? Why are there people who go so far in the name of pleasure and pleasure alone? Why don't they recognize when they need to stop? Why can't they just let the Pokémon go? Let them fly away if they want to!”

“I know, it's hard.” Lucario admitted. “It can be very hard to resist urges, but we have so far and we'll keep doing all we can to use our “curse” as a gift for greater good.” He told Eevee as the others looked around.

“Just be careful.” Eevee insisted. “Tower Leaders gain strange powers from eating others. REALLY strange powers.”

“That's enough, we gotta go inside now.” Charizard decided. Blackwhite nodded and sucked in his breath, and with that, the mirror vanished. “Neat trick. So we just ask something of you, and you can do it?”

“If you're of a good enough heart and not aligned with the wrong, yes. I can do anything for those that are good, and do anything TO those that are evil. It all depends on who's lookin' at me, that's where my power comes from.” Blackwhite insisted.

“So you could put a berry in my claws?” Charizard asked.

“Yep.”

“Could you put Sarah Palin in the White House?” Umbreon asked.

“Don't ask the impossible, PLEASE.” Blackwhite moaned, shaking his head.

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…Tower Leader Eevee smiles happily as he looks down at the woman, her eyelids slightly hooded, her breath coming in huffs. She is nervous, understandably, and she knows not what he will or CAN do to her. “I imagine you're wondering why you're here?” Eevee asks calmly, in a slightly European accent. “It's simple. It's been a dream of mine…a burning desire…”

He positions himself atop her as his shaft emerges from its sheathe, and he smiles sweetly down at the teenage girl. “To finally get a chance to fuck a human…oh, the idea fills with me joy. Your kind are said to be very excellent in terms of mating. You're more compatible with Pokémon than we had previously thought. Now that the Pokémon world has been given over to the Vore Lord, the human realm is OURS.”

With that, he pushed his paw deep against her right leg holding the other up as it positions itself. As the head is near her slit it shoves down, the opening giving way easily to his short but thick shaft. The head hits the end of her wall and he hears the woman shrieking. With this, she grips him with her thin fingers yelling some loud coarse sound. He thrusts into her again and again pushing in a steam ridden-lust. More…more…

Each thrust a powerful surge of power. She thrusts against his furry visage, unable to stand it and then he pulled back slightly...

“Oh, no…please…more…I need more…” She begs.

Yes, he thinks. YES. Willingness…

Now she is bucking and pushing against him, climaxing and clamping her sex down onto his own as he screams with her. His manhood was thick and hard, and he positioned himself anew, now making her wrap his arms around him...he thrusts in again. So big…so HARD…it hits the wall of her womb like a hammer striking, as he pushes violently against her. She wraps her arms around him fully, holding his furry head close, feeling the soft fur and feeling only love for her new, beautiful master…

Her hips were burning, from bruising as much as from her own heat…it hurt so much, but felt so good…the Tower Leader continues to thrust violently, feeling the squeeze of her hips, seeing the woman press against it, her moans equivalent to his own as her face is against it. He was warming... warming quickly…and then it happened. He poured a thick fountain into her body, thick, ho and burning. She screams as the thick wetness floods her womb, some of it spilling out from her slit.

He's not finished. He thrusts again, going deep, pushing against her womb holding her leg against his shoulders and leans down encircling her torso with his arm, gripping one her breast violently in a rough embrace. He would not release her. Not yet....more…MORE…

He murrs with joy, spilling his thick semen into the woman's body filling her with thick fluids, moaning and groaning with delight...he rubs his palm softly down her belly and feels joy at the knowledge she will bear HIS children-

Tower Leader Eevee awoke, looking down at the female eevee he'd been furiously mating with. He'd gotten lost in a fantasy again…poor little thing, she was unconscious. It had taken so much out of her. He dismounted her as softly as possibly and whistled as a Clefairy walked in with a Jigglypuff behind.

“Bring her back to her room with the others. And bring me my meal.” Eevee ordered. “I feel like…something tangy. Bring me an Ekans.”

Eevee licked his lips as they walked off, carrying the female Eevee with them. He smiled happily at the anticipation of a good meal after a lovely, wonderful fuck. Soon…soon that fantasy would be real. It was just a matter of time. He would have the honor of placing his seed in a human…and until that day he'd continue to engage in his practice of avenging all “Prey” types…

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…Dragonair, meanwhile, had led the others into the tower, and they'd reached something that would help matters…an elevator that would take them to the prisoner compound in the basement. As they headed down, Dragonair decided to tell them all her story of how she'd actually FOUGHT with the Vore Lord…

And it was not one with a very happy ending.

It had started out simply enough. She and other Dragon-like Pokemon had a sacred duty...guarding the power of Vore. It was never to be used in the Pokémon world ever again...they would have destroyed it, save that nobody knew HOW to do so. All they could do was seal it away within their temple...

“We CAN'T let it get into this final chamber!” Flygon insisted, clenching his fists. “No matter the cost, it must be stopped !I won't have my younger brother be enslaved to that...THING!” He roared.

“Indeed, and based on how things are going...it appears as though we'll have to get involved after all.” Shelgon added.

“Everybody, ready yourselves! His presence approaches us...” Dragonair said, eyes narrowing at the door to the final chamber in the Ancient Temple.

That gate isn't gonna hold off the intrudah.” The mighty Gabite growled. “We'll have to make our stand here. It's our last chance to defend da power in dis shrine.”

KRA-KOOOM!

The door was blasted apart. IT swept into the room, clothed in darkness...their eyes narrowed at the horrid thing before them, and it addressed them in a voice that was like squashing bugs. “Hello. I take it by all of you dragons that THIS is the chamber I'm seeking...the one containing the secret to unlocking the power of Vore.”

“And if it IS?” Dragonair asked, standing in front of the others, drawing herself to full height.

“Then you've two choices. Die, or back off, allow me to gain what I seek, THEN die. Either way, you'll perish by my hands. However, since I'm in a very good mood, I shall allow you the choice of whether or not to struggle powerlessly against me before meeting your utter demise.” The thing remarked.

“Who are you? WHY are you doing this? What can you hope to accomplish with this dark art?' Dragonair demanded angrily, tail lashing against the ground.

“My present name is of little consequence. In a matter of moments, I shall take on the name “Vore Lord”. And as for my motives, they're none of YOUR concern. You'll all be gone from this world long before I achieve my goals.”

“We will NOT let you do as you wish! Do you really think you can defeat all of us?” Dragonair stated proudly, moving forward. The being was silent. “Well? Answer me!” Dragonair demanded.

“You talk too much. Perish, whelp!” It snapped.

Dragonair was suddenly sheathed in a crystal, unable to move or turn her head, barely able to hear or see. All was murky in the crystal, though she could still hear the THING'S horrid laughter.

“Ho-ly-HELL!” Altaria screamed in horror.

“That takes care of HER. Now...if you'll excuse me?” The Vore Lord mocked them all, disappearing in a dark portal.

They looked around, blinking.

“Whuh? Where'd he go?” Gabite muttered.

“Oh no!” Altaria gasped. “He's appearin' on that pentagram!” She gasped, pointing with a wing at the pentagram which contained Vore's seal.

In an instant, it had appeared once again...now on the pentagram which held the power of Vore.

“NO!” Flygon screamed in horror. “Get away from there!”

“I think...not.” The Vore Lord sniggered as his body became bathed in pink light. “Yes...yes...YES!” he crowed. “THIS is it! The power I've sought after for so long...I feel so hungry! The urge to devour all and grow stronger is coursing through every fiber of my being! Hmmm-heh-heh-HA-HA-HAAAA!” He howled. “And now you dragons shall become the appetizers of my rule over the entire world! Step forth and feed your king with your juicy bodies!”

“BAH! Ya may have unlocked the powah, but you ain't storng yet `til ya eats one Pokémon! We can stop yeh!” Gabite swore.

“Don't be so naïve. I already HAD great power. I could have taken control of this world without Vore, but where's the fun in THAT? This way is more...amusing. Heh.” The Vore Lord chuckled.

“You...you FREAK! You MONSTER!” Flygon hissed.

“I'll take that as a compliment. Now...time for my stomach to be filled...it calls out for living flesh...it's vast hunger shall now be sated...SOMEWHAT.” The Vore Lord sneered.

“Ooh, when we're done wit' you, YOU'LL be the meal!” Gabite swore.

“We'll cutcha into CHUNKS!” Altaria promised.

Dragonair heard them slashing and slicing at the Vore Lord. She heard their screams. Their cries. Flygon's desperately yells.

“WHY...WON'T...YOU...DIE?!?” He howled, lunging at the Vore Lord.

A backhand knocked him through the air and he collapsed near Dragonair's crystal, moaning. “...brother...I'm sorry.” He sobbed tearfully. “Forgive me...”

“No...” Altaria moaned.

“We...can't...let it...end like...this...” Shelgon groaned.

“My, my, what cliché final words. But you're right about ONE thing. It doesn't end like this. It ends with all four of you taking a trip to my stomach. I'll finally get to test out this delicious new power of mine! Hmmm-ha-ha-HA-HA-HAAAAA!” The Vore Lord cackled.

It was a good thing Dragonair couldn't truly hear or see anything. Because she would not have been able to bear seeing her friends be devoured. At last she heard the Vore Lord speak again.

“This is it...the power I've sought for so long. I can almost feel the power coursing into my veins as their bodies churn within my belly's pit. I can only imagine how their energy will make me feel once I'm done digesting.”

Dragonair began to cry...

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... “Dragonair, we're sorry.” Lucario said as he patted her on the head, all of them approaching the top of the stairs where the Tower Leader was kept.

“We had no idea you endured such horrors up close...” Umbreon agreed, looking mournful.

“Truly, the Vore Lord is a foul being.” Leafeon added.

“Sad...truly sad.” Blackwhite agreed. “It reminds me of how this world was made. You do know of the story, don't you?” He asked them all.

“...I only know Arceus made this world. But we've no idea why. Or how. Does it have anything to do with the Vore Lord?” Umbreon asked.

“Oh, quite.” Blackwhite whispered, breathing out a long, deep breath and allowing the reflective mirror to form. It now showed the ancient world...showed terrible, horrid-looking things that were almost like...

“It's...US?” Dragonair whispered.

“I take you to a time even before mankind bestowed upon us the title of `Pokémon', which only came once their spellcasters learned to capture and compress our bodies into metaphysical energy. You were beasts, things to respect...and fear! You were terrible and mighty. How ferocious your command of the wind and flame, how grand your dominion of the sea and sky! The humans watched you move mountains, stir the sea, set fire to the countrysides, and they felt they couldn't defeat you at all. They didn't have elemental powers, or great resistance to pain and injury, or even claws and fangs…but they had their MINDS.”

“Their minds? So what?” Charizard asked.

“So EVERYTHING!” Blackwhite said as the mirror now showed humans camped around a fire, with one holding up a large inscription drawing of a plan. “With those minds, they feared the ancient Pokemon, and learned to dig holes in the earth to protect themselves from their watchful eyes. With those minds, they crafted weapons, pointed things, crude yet effective imitations of our claws and fangs, to drive us away if we wandered near. And then... as the decades passed...as humans grew in their wisdom, they came to realize they needed you to survive. And so, they gathered their courage, and set out to form an alliance. And that...was the first golden age of the Pokémon trainers.” Blackwhite said, showing an image of a man in a loincloth patting a Pikachu on the head. “Some of you were docile and came willingly...”

Now it showed a crying Fearow snarling as some men cast a net over it. “Some of you were ravenous and had to be beaten down by the strength of many men, then locked away until we learned to obey or starve.”

Then it showed a few humans gently cradling eggs as they headed out of a hatchery. “And others were hatched from an egg, taught to treat humans as their own family. They took you feral, mindless beasts of the wild and made you their servants, and in return, you their food, their shelter, their company. The pleasures surpassed those that you had to fight for in the wild. So you became complacent. But then the humans did something which some of you, to this day, overlook.”

“What?” Umbreon wanted to know.

“They gave something of such immortal value, you will never become worthy enough to repay them... the gift of their intelligence. They taught you to think, to feel, to understand the world on their level, and to see them eye-to-eye. You went from servants to friends...equals. You lived in their homes, sat at their tables as family. They fought for your lives with little, if any, concern for theirs, and you fought for them just the same. Laws were passed. Those that threatened innocent Pokémon and exploited them would be punished. They were hated. Pokémon were to be treated with trust...”

Blackwhite then showed an image of a young trainer, now in modern garb, hugging a Pikachu to his body. “I love you, Pikachu.” The black-haired youth said.

“And I, you, Ash.” The Pikachu said in Poke-tongue.

“...that's...that's so beautiful.” Dragonair whispered.

“It IS.” Lucario admitted. “...what happened?”

“Unfortunately...there are...dark desires in people. Humans are good by nature, and thus...corruptible. And when they taught Pokémon intelligence like theirs, Pokémon became corruptible like they were. Man desires to dominate the elements of his world, Pokémon desire evolve and strengthen themselves... ascending to a higher level of being...”

Dragonair's eyes widened.

“This Pokémon...the Vore Lord...was the first power Pokémon to gain human intelligence...human power...and thus, sinned from within.” Blackwhite said, as the mirror dissolved away into dust and he folded his arms, shaking his horned and haloed head. “Humans gave Pokémon the power to build their own world and live in peace here if they wished it, but...”

“They also created our worst enemy?” Charizard asked, understanding it.

“Humanity is a double-edged sword.” Blackwhite sighed. “It brings compassion, intelligence and wisdom, but also cruelty, ignorance and greed. And not everyone can balance these traits...some just go their own dark way to satisfy their selfishness. The Vore Lord is evidence of that.”

“Does that tale have something to do with why YOU'RE here?” Lucario suddenly asked.

Blackwhite bit his lip.

“...yes. Because...many humans feel a sense that all beings should be cared and loved equally...and they appealed to me. Since they were of a good heart, I could do what they asked, and they asked that I come here. They knew this world was in danger, so they sought my help...” He told them all. “But I feel their guilt within my heart.” He said, placing his hand on his chest. “Their guilt is what allowed me to come here and it will remain within my heart, a constant reminder of the wrongs I must help right.”

“Such a touching story!” A voice called out.

They opened the door and saw Tower Leader Eevee sitting on his throne. “I do enjoy hearing tales like that. Humans did do so much for us...sigh.” he shook his head. “But in any case, they are not here to aid you against me. None of them COULD help you. So...what will you now do?” Eevee of the Valley Clan inquired. “Who will face me?”

And so, as the tale of the Pokémon world is laid bare and Dragonair tells some of her own tale, our brave protagonists must now face the traitorous Eevee of the Valley Clan. Can they defeat him? Will Dragonair be able to finish her story? Only time will tell…
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