Chapter Text
The sound of bleating sheep fill the air as a Boltund herds them towards a new field. A man’s voice calls out commands somewhere in the distance, but the words he’s saying are illegible to James’s ears.
A couple Pidoves coo around him as he cleans out their water dispensers. He swears these birds are incapable of not getting feed into their water because they ruin it every day. Who knows. Maybe they like it like that.
The sound of an angry male Unfezant reaches his ears. Looking up, he expected to see the bird bitching over something simple like a Tranquill eating a worm he wanted. Instead he found him grumbling and crowing over a different Pokemon.
Houndoom.
The male hound had his noise flush to the ground as he followed a scent past the bird coop. James frowned. Houndoom doesn’t normally distance himself from the herd. Even when they were being moved by Todd and Boltund, Houndoom stuck with them.
Dusting his hands, James stood up and made for the coop door. If something was bothering the dog enough that he left his herd, it was probably something James needed to be involved in. He didn’t bother keeping his footsteps quiet, and the Pokemon only threw a glance his way before continuing on the scent trail.
The two walk quite a bit before Houndoom suddenly freezes. He drops to the ground in a crouch and James follows suite without questioning it. As the hound creeps forwards, James finally sees what Houndoom is so fixated on.
A large patch of land on their property had blossomed with wildflowers as spring kicked into full swing. There were all kinds of colors over here, but nothing stood out more than the pink hide of the doe Deerling eating them. Her little perked up tail was wagging happily in the air as she chowed down on a patch of purple flowers.
Looking around, James noticed what looked to be a gap in their fence line. Probably something caused by a Nickit but it was big enough for a Deerling to slip through. The smell of the field must’ve drawn her in, and now she was having the feast of her life.
The quiet crunch of grass drew his attention back to Houndoom. His paw trembled and hovered over the ground as he slowly moved it forwards. His red eyes were locked on the little deer.
Nodding to himself, James whispered a quiet “Get it.”
The dog took off like a bullet and James watched him go. This wasn’t the first time Houndoom had hunted Deerlings, and he decided to let the Pokemon decide what he wanted to do with her.
The deer’s ears perked up at the sound of paws but Houndoom was on her a second later. His teeth clasped around her neck before she could even lift her head. The force of the tackle knocked the deer straight off her hooves with a startled bleat, and her kicking hind legs hit nothing as her assailant pinned her shoulders to the ground.
And yet, the teeth don’t crunch down and her neck doesn’t snap. Instead, Houndoom stood up and dragged his kicking prey back to James.
This wasn’t too unusual to James. He and Todd had a habit of catching the little deer themselves, and sometimes Houndoom would bring them one as a treat.
“Are you going to share that one?” he asked. The Pokemon snarled at him without a second thought, and the sound and feeling of it was enough to freeze the deer in fear.
“Alright, alright,” James laughed, standing up and dusting himself off again. “Come on. Bring your catch.”
The three walked for a couple minutes until they reached their destination. The old owners of this ranch used to have horse Pokemon according to the towns folk. They stopped using the stable after they lost all their horses to a storm, and over time the building fell into disrepair. They couldn’t afford to repair it and they couldn’t afford to demolish it. So there it sat, at the back of the property. Rotting.
It was the perfect place for this.
Pushing open the creaking doors, James beckoned Houndoom and his captive inside before closing the doors behind them. A flick of a nearby switch activated a handful of working bulbs. It didn’t do much, but it made it a little bit safer to walk around.
Their footsteps echoed throughout the structure until they reached a stall far in the back. It was cleaner than the others, with newer lighting and no cobwebs in sight. Houndoom was already there when James made it to the stall, and he closed the stall door behind him when he stepped in.
“Bring it here,” commanded James as he messed with something tied to a cast iron bar. It was a newer installation to the stall but arguably the best one they made.
An old lead made of metal and rope have been left behind when the stable was abandoned, and two men were quick to make use of it. The rope was thin enough to slip into the metal latch at the end of it where it could then be used like a slip lead.
With Houndoom holding her in place, slipping the lead around the Deerling’s neck was easy. The hound released the Pokemon entirely once the lead was tightened, and James dragged the fighting Pokemon to the wall holding the cast iron bar. He passed the rope through the bar before pulling up the slack.
The Deerling’s head was slowly dragged upwards until she was stuck standing on the tips of her toes. Looking down, James loosened it a bit so they were laying flat before tying the lead to the cast iron bar. He wasn’t trying to choke Houndoom’s catch after all. After rechecking the slip around the Pokemon’s neck, he nodded and stepped away.
“Hold it!” he warned Houndoom after he stepped towards the tied Pokemon, “Go sit over there and let me finish setting things up. You know how this goes.”
The Pokemon grumbled but listened, sitting somewhere close to the stall door. After ensuring he would stay there, James focused his attention the rest of the set up.
Two cameras were situated around the stall. One was attached to the far wall of the stall. It was placed about 3 feet up off the floor and pointed into the stall. It was a little ways off the side, placing the area around the Deerling perfectly in shot. The second was attached to the wall across from the one holding the cast iron bar. The camera was practically on the floor (about a foot up) and was pointed slightly upwards. The underside of the deer could be seen on the camera’s flip out screen.
After making a couple adjustments with the help of the cameras’ screens, James hit record on them both with an excited grin and clap.
“Alrighty then, that’s everything all set up! I’ll leave you to it.”
With a quick pat to Houndoom’s head, James left out through the old stall door, closed it behind him, and left the hound alone with the deer.
Houndoom waited until James’ footsteps were long gone before approaching his captive. The Deerling snorts in panic at the sound of his incoming paw steps. She fought hard against the lead before shivering at the feeling of the Houndoom’s nose gracing her crotch. He gave it a quick sniff around before licking everything he could reach much to the Pokemon’s confusion and displeasure.
He put special attention on the Deerling’s ass, licking hard enough to breach her anus occasionally. The deer shivered at the feeling of the invading tongue before kicking out with a hoof. The hound dodged the donkey kick before moving back in. They did this song and dance a couple times before the predator Pokemon stepped away.
Unable to look back, the panting Deerling had her breath promptly knocked out of her by an unexpected weight bearing down on her back. She kick out again and hits something, knocking the dog off her back.
The pink Pokemon moved away as much as she could, but the tight lead held her close to the wall. She could only dodge in a semicircle, and when she jumped back to her original position, the feeling of paws returned again. The Houndoom’s grip on her hips prevented her from kicking, and he was too heavy for her to buck off.
The feeling of something tapping the Deerling’s back gave away the dog’s humping. He was much taller than her, but he was steadily lowering his aiming shots as he curled around her and widened his stance. She panicked when something graced her pussy, but a quick shuffle from the dog pulled a gasp out of her as he struck her ass instead.
It was a sharp heat that filled her canal in an instant. Her back curled at the feeling as it sunk in deep, somehow widening the more the tip was fed into her. It was ticklish at first, feeling its warm slickness slide into her large intestine. And then the pain came as the bigger Pokemon began thrusting something longer in a mile a minute.
The sound of hard clapping filled the stall. The Deerling keened loudly at the sudden pain, and Houndoom rested his chin on top of the deer’s head flower. She stumbled forwards and Houndoom staggered forwards in tandem, pinning the deer fully against the wall. She slammed into it with grunt, and her head was stuck looking upwards with her chin bouncing against the wooden stall wall. Her assailant continued to fuck up into her without a care in the world.
Houndoom could feel his own dick against his paws through the flesh as he filled up the deer’s ass. She began whining again as his steadily expanding dick graced something tighter in her gut and, in a desperate motion, she flung herself to the side, pulling him out by about an inch.
Houndoom huffed out bit of ember at the movement. He wouldn’t be able to knot the deer because of that. It was getting too big too quickly for him to force it back in now, but that was alright. He was still able to cum deep into the herbivore, a feeling that caused her to scramble and shiver. He sat there for a moment before deciding to pull out.
He could feel the Deerling’s gut struggling against the thickest part of his shaft, dragging the grunting Pokemon back with him as if they were knotted. He pulled himself free with an audible plop! and the deer let out a pained bleat in response. She stumbled to the side and sunk down the ground the best she could on shaky limbs.
Houndoom walked over to the stall door and sat down to clean himself. It was a bit of an uphill battle seeing how his cock was still bouncing and spirting all over his chest and paws. It was a shame he didn’t have to clean his knot but that was fine.
He has all night, and it would only take him 20 minutes to be ready again.