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Taboo Fantasies Abound!	By : Seje_For_Days Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 49670 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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And we're back with the morning news!
Or evening! Whichever it is when you read it!
Up next for this one-shot:

Psychiatry For The Psychiatrist!
A man has to deal with the hardest case in history! Can he beat all of the odds stacked against him? In ONE day? Or will he end up like everyone else...
A patient's bitch?

Let's find out, shall we?
This setting was based off ShinjiHiroku's 'Halfway There' fic about a human and Nidoqueen going at it!
Enjoy!
Roll The Film!

Request By Damian Voda[SoFurry]-"M Human X M Lugia-"The Definition Of Reverse Psychology"(Oral, Anal, Slight Vaginal Sex Warning!)
"Are you sure you can handle him Damien? He's one of the biggest cases we had since Mollie. Not to mention you only have one day to do this."
We join our cast in a psychiatric ward for the mentally insane. Or to be more specific with place titles...
The Harris Institution.
The one who spoke was Dr. Richards, the director of the establishment. He was clad in patient's attire; an odd quality of his. He always said it helps you connect with patients on a deeper level. But to our man Damien, he was just confused.
Damien Grants wasn't an old man; he was a young adult of 22. His reputation as a psychiatrist dates back to his ancestry, as his great-great-grandparents were psychiatrists together before the practice traveled down the family line. He wasn't bad-looking either; he had on the usual doctor attire of a long white coat with a blue shirt underneath. His shoes were more dress-like than casual. His pants and eyes matched the same color as his shirt while he wore contacts instead of glasses. His hair was brown and went to his shoulders. But enough of that, let's ask ourselves...
Who in their right mind would want to dress up and talk to a psycho murderer?
"I assure you Dr. Richards, I'll be fine. What's the worst that can happen to me?" Damien told him with a smile. The response was a clipboard shoved into his hands. On it read:
|Name: Logan(No Surname Documented)|
|Location: Ward B-7L-'Specially Insane Ware'|
|Disability-Mental Insanity|
|Cause-Child Abuse and Neglect|
|Sentence-Life Without Parole(Death Sentence To Be Postponed For Future Date)|
|Charge-Genocide(Death of 12 humans and 4 Pokemon)|
|Species:...
Damien was stupefied. They accept POKEMON into these wards!? A Lugia of all things!?
"Uh...Dr. Richards?"
"Yes, my boy?"
"...Am I reading this right? Because it says the patient is a Lugia." Good ole Richards laughed at the boy's nervousness.
"Well son, you read it right. Ever since Mollie left, we've adapted for more cases like her. But we never thought that we'd evolve from having humans and Pokemon to humans, Pokemon, and Legendaries! We have a special ward for all of them down in the basements." Damien was still confused.
"Basements? You actually have power down there?"
"Yep! But it'd be a waste explaining when I can just show you!" Before Damien could object, Dr. Richards took his arm and led him to an elevator. Once inside, the doctor pressed the button for 'B-7'. Instead of up, like Damien was expecting, it jolted down, marking that there were bottom floors beyond the main floor. As the elevator descended, Damien's heart began to race.
'Okay...I can do this...It's all in my head...There's nothing to be-' Before he could finish that thought, the elevator jolted once more, but to a halt.
"Okay Damien, we're here." The elevator door opened to a lot of black. For the moment, it scared Damien; not the darkness itself, but what may lie inside it or beyond it...
"Not to worry, my dear boy. Just gotta turn on the lights." Dr. Richards went off to the left of the elevator doors and flicked a switch. Some light shed on them, letting them see what lie beyond the elevator door...
And must he say, Damien was quite surprised.
The walls were all white and had a door of some kind; none of them were alike. There were metal doors, glass doors, reinforced doors...
Was that a diamond door?
"Yes, I bet you're surprised about the doors..." Richards waited for a response, but he got nothing verbal; only a nod. "Well, with the power most Legendaries are born with, we had no choice but to equip our doors with state-of-the-art resistance. They tend to get...rowdy at times."
Damien did NOT want to know what he meant by rowdy. Nor did he want to see what was behind the door at the end of the hall. Why? It was reinforced the most. The two began their walk down the hall, taking notes of all of the occupants.
"We don't really have a lot of them here. But we had these doors made for future patients. Never hurts to be prepared." Damien wasn't listening; he had heard some screaming that sounding more like beastly roaring. It was coming from one of the metal doors that provided little to no visual of the room's occupant. But Damien's curiosity rode out his fear and he stepped off to it. Once he was in front of it, he knelt down to the level of the food flap and peeked inside.
"He...hello?..." he called, looking around, not seeing anything. Assuming he was just hearing things, he let the flap fall and turned around...
Only to be pushed against the door by a small hand through the flap.
It was a struggle, but he managed to get an eye on level with the flap, only to look into the crazed, baby blue eyes of a Mew. The 'cute and cuddly' kitten looked deranged and disturbed, glaring and Damien with venom.
"L-let me go, y-ou crazy f-f-freak!" The Mew was not amused by his little outburst and slammed him against the door once more.
"Damien? What're you doing down there?" Dr. Richards came over to them, calmly looking at the Mew that had Damien in its grip.
"P-ple-ease help m-me!" Damien cried, beginning to lose oxygen from the closed-off position he was in. Richards did not reply; he instead dug into one of his pants pockets for something. "What're you doing!?"
"Helping Damien." His hand came back around, showing...
A chocolate bar.
In an instant, Damien was on his ass, winded, panting for breath, and confused as fuck. What just happened? He looked back at the door to see Richards smiling at him. The chocolate bar was gone.
"What the?..."
"You see...When you get to a more personal level with patients, you get to know things. Now Marian, why did you attack poor little Damien over there?" The 'psycho' Mew was happily munching on the chocolate bar given to her, so she answered telepathically.
'He called me a freak when I was trying to say hello...' she said, making Richards look at Damien with disappointment.
"What? She had me in a choke-hold." Damien countered.
"That's her way of being friendly with others. It's most commonly misinterpreted as aggressive behavior." Richards rebutted.
"And...How was I supposed to know that? I never knew her nor did anyone tell me." Richards didn't answer; he moved aside to show a poster with clear, bold letters:
|Marian The Mew|
|Do Not Fear; She Just Wants To Be Friends|
Damien facepalmed at his stupidity.
"Yep. That's how they all feel when they don't read the poster until AFTER she says hi." Richards told him with an amused smile. Damien just rose off the floor and dusted himself off. He stood there, ready to get this day over with. But Richards stayed by Marian's door as if waiting for something...
"Well?" the seasoned veteran psychiatrist asked, making Damien confused.
"Well what?"
"Aren't you gonna apologize?"
"For what?"
'For hurting my feelings...' Damien looked to see that Marian was peeking through the food flap, eyes glassy as if she was gonna cry. Coupled with the fact that her eyes were big, his inhibitions of doing such an action for something he barely had fault in quickly crumbled with each second of watching.
"[Groan]...I'm sorry for calling...you a freak." 'Even though you attacked me...' Luckily she didn't catch that or ignored it as she beamed.
'Apology accepted!' She returned to her candy.
"Okay Damien", Richards finally said after a few moments had passed, catching the young boy's attention. "Time to meet Logan." The boy nodded and they went further inside. Going in, Damien noticed how the doors seemed to get more and more open with visuals as you could see who occupied each room. So far, he'd seen some of the 'cute' Legends, like Victini or Manaphy and some intimidating ones like Entei and Regirock. But all of their travels led them to the door Damien was praying to avoid.
Now that he was close, he could see that the door was bigger than it looked from a distance, not to mention it was copper-colored not bronze. Compared to Damien's 5'8", it was twice, if not thrice as big as him. There were four long bars of metal jutting from left to right, making sure the door couldn't be broken outwards. There was a window above them to let them see if the occupant was awake.
Nothing was there.
"So...We're going to go in here?"? Damien asked, still looking at the door.
"Yep! Let me just unlock it." Dr. Richards went to a nearby keypad, pressing in 1-9-8-7. The code made the light by the door flash green, and the locks began to recede back. Each one that did, however, made it sound like a resonating boom that rattled Damien to his core before it stopped at the last one.
"Yeah...That one's a bit iffy ever since he tried breaking out once..." Richards explained, reentering the passcode. The last lock quickly unhatched, making the boom sound louder and more foreboding. The door creaked open, just enough for them to enter.
Inside, it was unbelievably white; it hurt Damien's eyes even with the contacts. The walls, the floor, the ceiling were just a bright, bland white. Nothing changed or helped to make the place more than just a simple room...
Except for the huge Lugia in the room.
Easily taking up a third of the big room, he was laying down on his belly. He was curled up like a cat, so you couldn't see his face. He wasn't a special Lugia; he was normal colored. If Damien were to guess, he'd say that Logan was at least 16' tall on his feet.
And that's without stretching his neck.
"Well, it seems Logan fell to sleep waiting. A shame, really...He was surprisingly excited to meet you." Richards told him, making Damien raise an eyebrow at the beast.
"I guess...Darn." He was kinda relieved he didn't have to deal with Logan right at the moment. "So...We can try again tomorrow?"
"[Sigh] I'm afraid so...He won't wake up for another 13 hours. Come on, I'll show you to your room for the time being." Damien nodded, and they both left out the room. The door closed with a snap once Damien fully exited, making him jump. Richards chuckled, making the young man glare at him. Richards went to the keypad and typed in 7-8-9-1, reengaging the locks. They all clanged back in place one by one, not sounding as threatening as earlier. Once the last lock went into place, the duo turned to leave...
But not before hearing something bang against the door.
At first, they thought it was one of the other doors, but the bang resonated from behind. They looked...And saw that Logan was wide awake.
The Diving Pokemon had his eyes glued on Damien, creeping him out to no end. Logan smirked before he licked the window...
Licked it...
He did it slowly, like he enjoyed the taste of glass before slurping his tongue back audibly. He looked at Damien some more before he smirked and walked away. After that, Richards spoke.
"So...Since he's awake, would you like to-?"
"No! I mean...Let me rest on it; it's nighttime. I won't be 100% for him now." Damien quickly elaborated, correcting himself so he didn't sound too desperate to leave. But Richards already knew.
"Don't worry. It'll all be alright. I promise." Damien nodded and followed him back to the elevator.
'Yeah...I hope so...' he thought...

That night...
Damien had went to sleep fairly quickly, snoozing without a worry...But once 12 hit the clock, something happened in his head...

Damien's Subconscious(Mini-Lemon)...
Prior, he was dreaming of his old neighbor, Athena, in bed with him while they went at it like animals. Sure he was a few years older than her, but he couldn't help it; she practically put the fantasies in his head with all the stuff she wore back when he lived in her neighborhood. All of those dresses...
As he plunged into her mound from below, she bucked down on him from above, screaming sweet nothings to the dreamscape around them.
"Yes~...Fuck my pussy~!" she yelled, grabbing his hips so she could slam down harder. It hurt a little, but Damien's pleasure overrode it as he pistoned into her twat. Their hips met with each thrust down and up, making wet schlick noises that would have woken anyone nearby. Damien was loving this to no end. But all good things must end. He felt himself tighten in the testes, making his groan as his climax neared.
"Athena~...I'm...I'm gonna cum...soon~..."
"Hurry up...I want you to cum." The voice change had struck him silly, making him confused. But he didn't get enough time to check as he 'came' into her pussy, giving her the seed she was 'craving'. But it didn't last long as he blacked out...
When he awoke, he was in total blackness, not able to see a thing in any direction he looked in.
'...mine...' The disembodied voice threw him for a loop, making him look around for a source. But he came up short, even when the voice spoke again.
'...be...-in...' It was more and more vague each time. Damien's search was becoming fruitless as he kept going away from the voice everywhere he ran.
'...-ou'll...' Damien decided to screw waiting to hear the voice to get louder or closer and just tried to decipher what it was saying.
"Okay...I got the words 'mine' and 'be'...What else?" Damien was at a loss, but it was slowly becoming clear as he sat there.
'...be mine...'
'...you'll be mine...'
"What the hell is this-?" But the dream was making him drift off and out as he finally heard what the voice was saying...
'YOU WILL BE MINE!'...

The Next Day...
Damien was once again on his way to Logan's floor, but this time he was flustered. That dream he had last night made him feel...small...Like he was just another fish in the sea. But he kept telling himself that he could do this...
Once the elevator stopped, though, he jumped like a certain someone people know.
When his heart calmed down enough to be considered normal, he stepped off the elevator and into the breech. The lights came on with a flick and he immediately walked to the looming door at the end of the hall. As he walked, he saw Marian peeking through her food flap. She waved at him energetically, as if wishing him good luck with Logan. He smiled a little and waved back at her before getting back to business.
At the door, he typed in the passcode and waited for the door to open. Each lock clanged away, matching the thumps in Damien's chest.
'Okay...I can do this...It's not that big a deal...' Damien's mantra helped him calm his heart, but once that last lock clanged away and the door swung open, his heart dropped the bass.
'Okay, this may have been a bad idea. I should go-!' Damien thought quickly, turning around in a panic but-
"Damien! There you are!" A voice called from inside the room.
"Goddammit..." Damien cursed to himself as he turned to see the speaker, only to curse again as it was Logan. No wonder he didn't recognize it...But it sounded familiar...
"Well? Are you coming in so we can get started?" the Diving Pokemon asked with a toothy smirk. Damien did not trust that for a second, so he wordlessly nodded and walked into the room. Logan stepped aside to let him in before swinging the door shut. The boom that sounded made Damien nearly shart on himself, but he merely jumped...a few feet. Heart now a chant drum in high tempo, he looked at the Lugia in shock. Why'd he close the door?
Damien went to the middle of the room, noticing that there was now a table inside, with a big chair for Logan and a human-sized chair for him...Just how the institution made such a thing will never cease to amaze Damien as he sat down in the chair made for humans. Logan was in his chair in seconds, sitting down and leaning on the table while keeping eye contact with Damien. It was a gaze that made him feel all sorts of uncomfortable.
"So...When do we...start?" Logan asked, sounding like he's been waiting all day. It's only 1 in the afternoon.
"..." Damien didn't answer; he was beginning to deduce where that voice from last night had come from.
"Well?..." Logan didn't think the silent treatment was funny though, and promptly stomped over to Damien. "Hey! I'm talking to you!"
Believe it or not, this was one of Damien's tactics; get the patient riled up enough so they can spill the beans on whatever he asks. He kept quiet, much to Logan's irritation, and kept trying to deduce the origin of that voice. It sounded like...
"DAMIEN! DO NOT IGNORE ME!" Logan yelled, sounding like-
"It was YOU! That was you in my dream!" Damien yelled back, making Logan smirk again.
"[Chuckles]...Yes...It was..." His voice had dropped down to match the voice from the dream, furthering Damien's confirmation. Said human grew scared again and rose from his seat.
"Oh wherever do you think YOU'RE going Damien~?..." Damien had tried inching to the door, hoping he could find some way to open it, but Logan was upon him in a flash. Damien jumped and ran back to the table, getting on the other side as to keep distance. Logan casually strolled over to him and placed his hands on the table.
"So little human, where are you gonna go now~?" Logan licked his chops when Damien shuddered.
"Uh...Out?"
"Yeah, I've heard that with all the others before you...All wanting to leave...Never wanting to stay with me for more than a day~..."
'Yeah, with all the stories and rumors about what happened to the other psychiatrists, it's no wonder...' Damien kept that to himself. He didn't want to make Logan angry, not when he was in such a vulnerable position. As he thought, though, he lost track of where Logan was...
"Now what are you gonna do~?" Damien jumped form the proximity of the voice, nearly falling flat on his face before he looked to see Logan...but smaller.
Instead, Logan was in his humanoid form, as all Legendaries can obtain. But his was more...fit than others. For one, his body was as nude as the day he hatched, so Damien covered his eyes when they drifted too far south. He was well-built, that's for sure; every limb has visible muscle and his torso was nearly bulging with muscle mass. It wasn't like he had taken a ton of steroids in one sitting; no it was more like he took care of his body just for the sake of the looks on others' faces. He looked like he belonged in a modeling agency, making ladies drool from the mere sight or flex.
To tell the truth, Damien was straight. But lately, after he moved from Athena, he was leaning more on bicurious. As he stared at the Diving Pokemon in all of his glory, his pants involuntarily began to tent. Logan sniffed a little and smirked when eh smelt arousal from the human.
"I see someone's a little...engaged~..."
"Huh?" Damien had began daydreaming at that moment, so he had been shot back to reality with that question.
"Do you want to touch it~?...Feel it~?...Or do you want me~..." He trailed off, stalking towards Damien with a slight sway of the hips. His words had sent Damien in another fantasy loop, making him stumble a little away.
"No...I like girls...not...guys..." But his body wanted him to object that notion.
"Oh no...Girls are no good these days~...You need...a strong man in your life~..." Logan began to walk to Damien, backing him against the wall.
"No...I need..." Damien was at a loss; Logan's scent was throwing him off, not to mention he had gotten hard as a rock and was leaking pre into his pants.
"You know what you need~...You need...me~..."
"I...don't need...you..." He sounded weak and helpless, even more-so when he hit the wall.
"That's what they all say~..." Logan had the young man pinned to the wall, preventing escape and letting his musk overwhelm Damien's rational thoughts...

Lemon Engaged! You may Finger/Fap At Will!...
In a few short moments, Damien went from defiant and objecting to flustered, hot and bothered. His member, which was an average size of 5 1/2", persistently leaked more arousal onto his pants, making them more damp than they should be. Logan noticed this and gave his crotch a cup.
"Like what you see~?..." As if impatient, he squeezed it a little, earning a yelp of surprise from the dazed human.
"Mmmm~..."
"I'll take that as a yes. Now...Who do you need again?..."
"I need...need..." Damien still had some will left, but-.
"Tsk tsk tsk. That will not do..." He let go of Damien's package, making him involuntarily whine before he tried to correct himself. "What do you want?"
"I want to leave..."
"No, you don't~...You want to stay here...with me~..." With the way he was saying it Damien almost gave in, but he still held himself from the desperation. "You want to forget all those fantasies you have with those girls...You want to think of all of the strong men out there for you...You want them to be with you...The one to make you feel loved...The one...to make you feel special..."
His words were breaking every mental objection Damien could conjure. It was becoming so bad, every scenario Logan describe popped up in his head. Big, macho guys holding Damien close to them, giving him an occasional caress or grope, making him feel...
Small...
"Now you may want them...But what you need ...is me~..." That made things very weird; he kept trying to break his thoughts away from Logan, but they persisted and stayed branded in his sight.
"You need release...You need someone like me...You need me~..."
"I..." Damien was finally speaking, having enough of being tantalized.
"Yes~?" Logan asked, bringing the human's face close to him so he could hear him should he whisper.
"I need...need..."
"Come on. You can say it. I'm all ears~..."
"I...need...you..." There it was; the chocolate icing on the chocolate cake. Logan smiled and took Damien in for a kiss, the latter, not even objecting as he immediately got into it. They grabbed each other close, Logan by Damien's back and Damien's by Logan's long neck. It wasn't long before Logan got greedy and wanted entry. He licked around Damien's bottom lip, trying to get it in himself before the human opened up himself. Once done, their tongues began to intermingle between them, slurping sounds resonating through the soundproof room.
"Mmmm~..." Damien moaned, succumbing to Logan and letting him take over without a problem. They kissed for what felt like an eternity-but really five minutes- before separating for breath. A thick strand of saliva, courtesy of Logan, kept them connected before it broke as they panted for oxygen.
"[Panting]...Good...You're not a bad kisser..." Logan neutrally commented. Damien just stood there and panted for his own breath. It wasn't long before the sight of a flustered Damien made Logan rush to kiss him again, grabbing the back of his head to keep him there as he stole his lips hungrily. Damien mumbled little his discomfort before he let Logan once again have his mouth.
He came for breath a few moments later before Damien was abruptively shoved onto his knees, facing to Logan's belly. It seemed flawless, but he looked to his testes and saw what he was indicating; the faintest white could be seen poking out of a little genital slit just above his scrotum.
"I'm sure you know what to do down there~..." Logan told him, petting his head to let him start. Damien looked like he beamed from it and looked at the tip of the prize he won through participating. He scooted towards it some more so he could reach it with no problem. He spread the slit out so he could see what lie beneath the cavern entrance. Sadly, the only thing that could be seen was the tip, so he would have to arouse him further.
First, Damien leaned in and smelled the scent that was giving off from the semi-flaccid cock in front of him. He inhaled deeply through his nose, making his own member, leak onto his pants. It smelled like...he'd been working out a lot in this form...while at the same time, it smelled like...three-month old dry cum. It was a shock, but it made him even more salacious*. He leaned forward and licked the tip, earning a gasp. He liked that, so he did it again, earning a groan instead.
"Yes~...That's it. Keep going~..." Logan, despite the time it took, loved the attention. Damien went to work, licking the tip like it was an ice cream cone; ironically, his favorite flavor was vanilla. As he lapped at it like a dog, more of it began to poke out, letting his assess its shape.
It was more of a conical shape; pointed tip while it widened on the way down to the base. Damien licked and suckled, going around what had already peeked out before more of it came.
'3"...4"...5"...6"...7"...Jeez, how big is he?' It wasn't long before Damien's ministrations brought out the monster from the slit. it fully exited from his slit at 11", just barely a foot. Damien's pucker throbbed at the prospect of trying to fit it in. He was nudged by the owner of said monster, who had wondered why he paused. So, the human went back to pleasing the Diving Pokemon, licking and sucking around it to make it slick and shiny. He had tried taking it in his mouth, but due to the width, he didn't make it far without over-stretching his mouth or hitting his gag reflex too early.
Logan loved the attention, rubbing Damien's head as he treated his member like it was a precious diamond. It throbbed, letting a stream of pre out and smearing onto Damien's face. It was so thick, it clung to his cheeks. The sight was one to flush over as the human could barely smile without feeling it trickle down his clothes. Said clothes began to stick to the lust-hazed human, making him smoldering hot while he was immersed in Logan's musk and body heat. As he began sweating off the pre-cum that smeared, he slowly peeled his clothes off, feeling relieved at the fresh air that hit his bare flesh.
When the clothes came off, Logan got a chance to inhale Damien's scent, losing himself in it. It made his belly tingle in lust and his member throb almost painfully-despite the lack of restraints. Damien felt more free bare-ass naked, so he decided now was the right time to try and take it...
In the mouth.
He stopped worshipping it from the sides and kneeled in front of it, watching it dribble more pre as he breathed on it with warm breath. He gave the tip a little kiss before he wrapped his lips around it. Secure, he began to lick and circle his tongue around to make the descent more slick for him. He passed one...two...three...four...five...si-. He couldn't go any further than six inches. The tip rested at the back of his throat, being caressed and massaged by his muscles. He moaned from the feeling of having his mouth stuffed with the sea avian's thick, hot rod.
Logan was in bliss; none of the others were as good as Damien. His tongue lolled on the side of his beak as he waited for Damien to keep going. He wasn't denied as the human began to slowly pull back, feeling his jaw relax into place before it was stretched again as he pushed forward again. He bobbed back and forth, trying to go further down to please Logan, but all he managed to accomplish was another inch before his unpredictable gag reflex nearly make him choke on it. When that happened, Logan's tip was vice-gripped, making him yelp out. Much too soon, the build-up was coming out...And there would be no stopping it...
"D-...Damien~...I-I'm...go-ing to...cu-m-m soon~..." Logan warned, feeling a torrent prepping to fire. He felt his scrotum clench upwards as Damien continued to suck on his meaty schtick, as if not deterred by the fact that his climax was coming.
"Ngh~...Nyah~...Ahhh~...Ahhh~...Ngh~... AHHHH~!" Logan couldn't hold it; Damien's mouth just felt too good. His thick, ropey seed exploded out from his member and into Damien's mouth. The quantity easily filled his mouth, so he had to pull back to swallow any. Even then, it trickled out the corners of his stressed mouth. But that wasn't the end as he was hit in the face by another shot of cum, nearly getting inside his eyes before he could close them. Another came out, followed quickly by the next, marking his face white. It became to be a turn-on to the young man as he opened his mouth to catch some.
As the climax began to settle down after spurt #13, Damien's face, neck and chest were covered in thick, dripping Lugia cum while he managed to catch two spurtfuls in his mouth. He looked up at Logan, his mouth open for him to see what he managed to keep inside before he swallowed it all. The sight made Logan's member stand at attention again.
"So...Was that it?" Damien asked, only to get a look from the Diving Pokemon.
"...Turn around."
"Wha-?"
"TURN AROUND!"
The command had jolted him, but it turned him on further as he shifted around on his knees still with his back now towards Logan. He promptly sat there, waiting for the next order. He wasn't denied either.
"Bend over~..." His enunciation of the word had made him shiver, making him bend over with a flop, landing in some of Logan's spilled semen. Seeing this, Logan scooped up some of his seed and brought it to his face. He watched it drip before he sucked it all off with his tongue. He didn't swallow though as he leaned over to face Damien's pucker. His breath made the hole clench on nothing, exuding the human's musk and making it all the more enticing. He remembered why he was there, though, and opened his beak, letting his tongue slither into the outside world and near the human's taint.
Damien made a sharp gasp of either discomfort or surprise as he felt a wet thing prod his anus entry point. He looked back to see, only to have his head shoved forward as more prodding came. Logan licked the outside, getting it nice and wet with the owner's own cum. Once he got all of it out, he slurped it to the hole...
And pushed it all inside.
"Ngh..." Damien grunted in obvious discomfort. It was the first time he took anything up there, so his anal ring clenched onto Logan's tongue before he made any initial progress. The Lugia would not, however, be deterred by such an occurrence. He wiggled his tongue, vibrating it to the tip. The effect he wanted came into play as he felt some of the grip slacken. Once it relaxed enough, he pushed the rest of his tongue inside, letting all of the liquids on it spread.
Damien arched his back towards Logan, pushing his hips back to let more in. More was what he got when Logan began to lick around, making his walls relax for what was to come later...
A few minutes of shameless rimming later, Damien's hole was nice and wet, stretched just enough for the main course...Logan stood back over Damien, member ready to pop his anal cherry.
"Ready~?..."
"Ready for wha-? AHHH~!"
As soon as he answered, Damien felt a slimy appendage enter his ass, spreading his rectum painfully. It may had been stretched, but that doesn't mean it still won't hurt for the first time. It settled with the tip only 1/3 of the way inside, as his butt kept Logan pinned at the spot while his walls 'rejected' the intruder. Logan rubbed his back and kissed his neck to help relax his hole. A little time passed before it did so, allowing the penetration to continue.
Damien squirmed under the Diving Pokemon, feeling a great pressure through his body from down there. He felt the rod in him travel deeper...and deeper...before it stopped again. Damien, too far gone in his lust, began to breath in and out as if relaxing his body so the cock could go further. But Logan began to laugh at him.
"Uh...What's so...funny?..." Damien asked, still not in his right mind.
"Simple; there's no reason for you to relax if it's already in all the way~..." Damien's eyes widened before he looked down and yes indeed, there was a bulge protruding from his gut, signifying that Logan was to the hilt like he said.
"Wow..." Damien couldn't believe it. He, a human, taking a Legendary Pokemon to the hilt. Earlier in life, he would never allow such an occurrence. But now...He was more than willing to keep himself presented and ready for a fuck.
"Think you could...move~?" Damien asked, pushing back on Logan's hips as if to ask for more whether he liked it or not.
"Well of course Damien~..."
And move he did. He pulled back with a lurch, making Damien move with him before he felt only the tip in him inside. He thought Logan was gonna leave him high and dry and pushed back. That allowed him easier access as the great Beast of the Sea thrust into him, making the young man's back arch. He didn't stop there as he pulled out again and reinserted, hitting to the hilt again.
This game of In-And-Out went on for a few more moments, as Logan fucked him nice and slow so his hole would be wide enough...for everything to come. Then he paused for a second. Damien was confused, as shown by the 'Huh?' look he had on his face as he looked up at the smirking Lugia in human form above him.
"Why did you...stop~?" The young human whined, moving his hips around the member still in him, pleasurably and painfully still.
"I have my reasons~... Reasons you're soon to enjoy once you find out~..." Logan's intention was not to tease; rather, it was to explore the hole he had his hot rod inside. He moved it a little, seeing which way would making Damien squirm more. But the boy's clenching made him forget about it and snarl. "Fine...You want to be fucked like a bitch~? I'll give you one~..." The Diving Pokemon grabbed his hips forcefully before pulling out to the tip of the tip. Damien tried to push back, but the secure grip kept him rooted. Then, with a G-force and kinetic energy that would shatter others unprepared, he slammed back in, bugling him wider at the abdomen.
"AHHH~!" Damien cried, not ready for such force yet. But he would have no leeway as Logan pulled out and did it again, sending him forward a little. It felt so good to the young boy; feeling his insides get jarred by the power of each slam made him tingle everywhere in lust. His member was rock-hard and oozing pre freely. He could feel himself moving forward, making him notice just how close to the door they were...
Logan slammed, and slammed, and slammed some more as he thrust inside his human bitch with abandon, not relenting is pace nor feeling like he should let up. He was a Legendary for three reasons; calm some birds down, be a figure for a tower, and for having a high libido and stamina. His face was contorted with his bliss and lust, looking legitimately psychotic. He then got a kinky idea and stopped his assault. The human under him weakly groaned his disappointment before he felt himself get lifted. His limbs left the ground for a few short seconds before he was placed against a door, back on it. He was now looking at the Diving Pokemon.
"Enjoying yourself~?" The great sea avian asked, looking at the hazed human with amusement. All he got was a nod that looked slurred. He smirked and grabbed the human's hips again before slamming up instead of forward, making the boy jolt up with his member. At this angle, he was somehow able to go even deeper, as he saw the abdominal bugle from earlier had gotten higher up his body.
Damien felt like he was in a heaven for pleasure; every piston that made his body jolt and clench made his member throb freely. He had his eyes half-lidded and glazed over as he succumbed to the feeling of pleasure, instead of the slight pain of being stretched so far up his ass. He looked at Logan, who was busy making sure his member went inside as he was looking down instead of at him.
"Ngh~...Ngh~...Nyah~..." Logan threw his head back as he finally felt his member leak pre again, meaning that he was gonna get close soon. And soon was something he couldn't wait for...Feeling his warm cum flood the human like a balloon for air, watching him distend like he was becoming impregnated on his semen like a fertile bitch Legendary in heat. Oh sure, he's had a few ladies under him in bed, more times than you think. But there was always something about a male that drove him crazy...Made him want to fuck them all...And see how pregnant they look with his seed in him...
Logan hopped out of dreamland when he felt the hole he was busy making into a tunnel clench and spasm, making him member angle off and to the side, making him hit-
"MMMM~! RIGHT THERE~ HIT ME THERE~~!" The moans that came out of the young human made hum raise an eyebrow rather than oblige immediately. He pulled out, looking at all the pre-cum that developed from his fucking before he angled the tip to go in to the right side of his rectum. He thrust in to the hole, and was greeted with another loud 'MMM~!' from Damien...
He found it; the great prostate that made every male in bed a bitch in heat.
Damien had felt all the pain go away when Logan hit him in that spot. He knew what it was; just couldn't come up with a name for him to tell the Diving Pokemon to aim for. He weakly leaned forward and rested his head on Logan's left shoulder, breathing erratically. He didn't want it to stop, so he said,
"Come on~...Fuck me til I'm good and full~..." For once, the human's words made the Lugia in human form shiver. He wrapped his arms along Logan's neck and relaxed into his grasp, the Diving Pokemon now the only thing keeping him off the ground.
Logan grabbed hold of his ass and began his strike, hitting the little nub of flesh inside Damien with steadily increasing force. For each time, the human would either grunt, groan, moan or cry out for Logan to drink up and enjoy the sound of. His member fully went inside, going in to hit the prostate to a bloody pulp.
Several minutes had both of them ready for the big finish. Damien was so far gone, his member was spurting out pre still, but he was still not at climax-level, despite feeling like it. The cause was Logan; once, they got started, he had bound them in sexual ties so when one cums, the other shall no matter the capacity or condition. They were both sweaty, musky, and looked like a hot mess of flesh.
Logan was losing it. He was steadily losing the game of 'Pleasure Hold 'Em' with his own body as he felt the pressure in his scrotum build upwards and bust through anything he sent to stop it. He was gonna cum...And it was gonna be a big one... He thrust in some more, eager to climax inside his human. But it wasn't the thrust that set him off...
"Logan~...I'm ready~...Ready to feel your cum rushing through me~...Making me feel like I'm holding your little soldiers~...Come on~... I know you want to~..." That right there, had made him fantasize how much would travel into before-.
"Ahhh~!...Nghahhh~! Mmmmph~! AAAAHHHHHHH~!"
He finally came, and he came bucket-fuls. It rushed-not spurted- into Damien's ass, quickly entering his gut and filling it like he had a pitcher of lemonade on a hot day. It slowly filled to the brim, distending his stomach with Logan's hot seed until it all began to travel back down and onto the Lugia's member. It was thoroughly coated in seconds, the quantity of such semen making it slick and pearly colored.
"OOOOOHHHH~!" The rush had finally allowed Damien to let loose, feeling him testicles scrunch up and deposit his load onto their chests, making it a sticky contact between them. His climax ended shortly, letting him bask in the afterglow of such a build-up...
He was slowly losing consciousness...
He heard Logan say a few things, but he didn't hear...

Lemon End! Pull Up Those Pants/Shorts! Turn Off Those Vibrators! And Get Them Beads Outta There Girl/Boy!...
Damien was groggily waking up, smacking his lips before he felt that he was still moving...Up and down...Just like...
He slowly opened his eyes to se that Logan was still fucking him, moving up and down and bouncing the human in tandem. He grunted loudly before stopping, pumping the last of his seed inside. Damien took that moment to look at their bodies.
Apparently even when he was knocked out, he can still cum as their torsos were soaked in his semen; he could tell because it wasn't as think as Logan's. He looked at his gut and saw that not only was it bugling with his member inside him...
It was distended to the point where he looked 10-months pregnant with quadruplets.
He put a shaky hand on his belly, feeling the warmth of the seed him from the outside before he smacked his lips to get the weird taste out. Only when he actually swished his mouth around did he realize that the weird taste was fresh cum...The realization struck again; Logan had kept going and pumped him full with so much seed, it went up his throat. The thought aroused him to no end.
Logan came down from his high slowly, pulling Damien off of him. The latter landed softly on his ass, making a splat sound as the cum in his ass spilled out onto the floor. The Lugia heaved onto his side, closing his eyes and focusing before he began to morph back to his normal form.
Then...
[Knock Knock Knock!]
A knock on the door drew their attention immediately, followed by the voice that sounded.
"Hello in there Damien! I do hope you're alright!" The good ole doctor was far too short to look in the window, so he couldn't see anything. Damien rose off the ground slowly, feeling full still as he went. He hobbled over to his clothes, which had somehow remained in tact from last night. They kinda smelled like sweat, but he could take a shower once he left. He walked over to the lift next to the door that allowed people to convey their messages.
'Uh...Dr. Richards?'
'Oh good! You're lucky! I was just about to assume the worse and call the coroner!'
That made Damien shiver. But he kept himself stoic as he talked with the head director of the institution.
'So...Have you made any progress whatsoever with Logan?'
There, the question he hoped to avoid. He made ZERO progress yesterday, not to mention that nothing was able to get established, other than the fact that he was a Legendary's cum dumpster for the night. But he didn't answer as Logan rose his neck up to the window.
"All is fine Dr. Richards! Might I say, you have yourself a good one here!"
Damien had caught the hidden meaning in that statement. He said nothing as Mr. Richards said his goodbyes and his reminder to come back in a few hours to tell them what was to become of the great white avian. Once Richards was completely gone, Logan turned to Damien with a smirk.
"You know you were so good to me last night~...You're just lucky that I don't get the chance to tear those clothes off of you and tear you apart."
Damien fantasied that particular scenario, getting a little twinge as his member was done and empty for today.
"Yeah well...There's always next time..."
"Yeah...Hmm?...Or maybe..." Logan walked off to the human's discarded coat, seeing something bugle out of it. It appeared spherical, so he poked it with a muzzle...
In a flash of data, he was gone, inside of a purple and red Pokeball with an 'M' on the top half. It came to a stop after three shakes. Damien came over and looked at the ball, before smiling to himself.
"Hhmmm...Guess it was a good thing I kept that Masterball from Danny..."

Cliffhanger's a right old bitch, isn't it?
This has been Seje For Days.
There, smut...
You read it.
Now I need sleep!
This took forever! 8k+ words!
Now, you may have noticed some honorable mentions in this one! It'll all make sense with each one-shot that come out! I think there wasn't enough sensory details, but that's just me, I guess... :/
Thanks to the power of Buko(sinfulnature1123), music, Pms from my peeps, Kik RPing with Briandead123, some Epic Heroes-I am MT, and bowel movements.
Yay!
Tune in for the next one-shot! And don't be afraid...
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