And the pants were dead.

[Shifter]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OHxyZaZlaOs

[Hammi]

Seen it. T'was an OK weird video. Still in my favorites on my youtube account.

[Fuzz]

That's pretty old. I loved it tho. I was laughing so hard I couldn't breath!

[MRat]

I saw this but with a far less gay video.

[Gerkinman]

I saw this a long time ago, i always have and always will love it.

[rtil]

someone showed me this on sheezy. internet fanfiction is full of untold treasures

[ZekeySpaceyLizard]

someone showed me this on sheezy. internet fanfiction is full of untold treasures

OH SIR. YOU HAVE CALLED DOWN THE THUNDER.

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Pikachu was very still for a moment. Tail limp and head fallen to one side, he just lay there. One limp foot twitched several times. One large, damp tear threaded it's way from his shuttered eye, trickling through the soft fur of Pikachu's face. Spread and prostrate, Pikachu began to keen slightly, a high, reedy whine tickling from the back of his throat.

Smiling, Bulbasaur stepped forward; he traced the wet path with his eyes, watching as it slid downwards across Pikachu's face, trembling on Pikachu's thin lip; gasping softly, Pikachu opened his mouth slightly and sucked it in. Fur soft on his face, Bulbasaur rubbed his muzzle across Pikachu's cheek, spreading the saline trail over Pikachu's face. Reveling in his power, Bulbasaur laid his head on Pikachu's chest, listening to his breathing. The fur caressed his chin, rippling across his skin, soft and silky. Ecstatic, he rubbed his head on Pikachu's stomach, reveling in the soft, satiny touch, humming gently. He smiled as he felt himself tighten, harden; shifting closer, he began rubbing his hardened body across Pikachu's silky pelt. Fluttering eyes shuttered open, slowly, then suddenly snapped open in shock as Bulbasaur rubbed intimately against him. Spasming, Pikachu kicked Bulbasaur in the neck, hard.

"Bahhh!!" Coughing painfully, Bulbasaur reeled back, gargling slightly. Helpless, Pikachu struggled, his legs kicking, toes spread and arms bound tightly. Breath blowing deeply, Bulbasaur began to moan deeply in the back of his throat. Growling, he lifted the struggling Pikachu over his head, holding it firmly harshly, his body braced, legs spread and tense. Suddenly howling, he smashed Pikachu down before him, crushing his furred chest into the earth. Hard, he felt his body vibrate, hate, randiness and power screaming in his head. Tense vines suddenly snapped back. Holding Pikachu, he maneuvered, unmoving; Pulling Pikachu towards him, he maneuvered Pikachu before him; the tip of Pikachu's tail just tickling his nose.

Suddenly, harshly, powerfully, he tightened, pulled and mounted, shoving Pikachu's tail high over his head,. Hard, he thrust himself forward; Pikachu's eyes flashed open in panic, and he screamed as he felt Bulbasaur push harshly against him. Rubbing his hardened erection against Pikachu's silky fur, he searched, then suddenly felt his hard, firm head find and caress the straining muscles as he pushed the very tip of his head into the tiny, clenched opening, feeling the spread of shivering muscles as he wiggled, positioned, and eyes hard with lust, slowly and agonizingly penetrate, feeling the straining lips slip over every wrinkle of his hardened body as he thrust, entering. Pikachu screamed as he felt himself spread; muscles straining, he felt himself pushed open, as the hard, burning head worm it's way inside him. Tightening his body in panic, he arched, thrusting back, his hips bumping sharply against Bulbasaur's thighs and his legs scrabbling desperately in the dirt. He screamed, eyes crushed closed, as he felt Bulbasaur fill him; horror filled as the hard, raping head dove into his body, shaft widening the further it slipped inside; sickening muscle contractions seemed to draw the hard head further in. His stretched, shuddering opening was at it's limit when the broad arch of Bulbasaur's hips pressed themselves into Pikachu's yellow pelt. Bulbasaur's thighs began to caress his rump, thrusting against his straining tail, as Bulbasaur clamped his forearms around Pikachu's body, arms curling around his hips and claws scraping as he began to pump rythmically, thrusting harshly against Pikachu's hips. Hair sifted down, torn out by Bulbasaur's sharp, scraping nails as they dug at his side, scratching angry red marks under his fur.

Pikachu felt his own terrified erection scrape in the dirt as he was crushed under Bulbasaur's humping, straining body. Suddenly lubricated by an unexpected spray of sperm, Bulbasaur began to slide in and out of Pikachu's straining anus, bumping over every wrinkle in his foreskin. Pikachu began to cry out as he was shoved forward, calling at every thrusting hip contraction, at every time their hanging skin swung and bumped against each other. Ruthlessly thrusting himself on Pikachu's body, Bulbasaur pulled his vine whips as hard as he could, pulling Pikachu's entire struggling form under him. Pikachu's shuddering tail fell before his nose as his back arched so far he strained to touch the ground with his desperately scrabbling feet.

Bulbasaur moaned, and, time near, pushed his full, throbbing length to the hilt into Pikachu, burying his shaft into the hard, clenching hole. Pikachu's screams of agony whipped him, and, moaning desperately, repetitively, Bulbasaur shifted his humping body, and raised his head to the sky above, eyes closed and mouth shuddering open, crushing Pikachu into the earth as he moved. A scream so high it couldn't be heard stretched Pikachu's mouth into a rictus of terror. Bulbasaur's cry of orgasm matched his terrified own as he felt Bulbasaur cum ruthlessly deep inside him; the dirt under his body suddenly turned to sticky mud, coating his fur as his own orgasm jerked his body, spraying the ground beneath him with his own seed. He screamed as he was thrust into the sperm muddied earth by the last, climaxing throes of Bulbasaur's lustful fury.

Screaming, Pikachu felt his entire body gather hard, burning energies, and vent one last, screaming thunder shock into the climaxing body of his attacker, his rapist, the one being that had stolen his innocence.

The power exploded; Bulbasaur flew off Pikachu's back, slamming to earth several feet away, knocking the wind from his lungs and the blood from his erection. Muscles spasming, Bulbasaur yowled in pain, struggling to rise on shocked, shuddering muscles. Howling, Pikachu lurched, tripping and scrambling, into the forest.

Bulbasaur looked up, to see the grass sway back into place at Pikachu's passing. Feeling very stupid, Bulbasaur climbed to his feet. Suddenly realizing the full impact of what had happened, Bulbasaur froze, mind turmulous with warring emotions. Spent and aching, Bulbasaur padded into the forest, mind preoccupied, to find a place to wash.

Inevitably, Pikachu slowed his mindless, headlong dash; exhausted, he couldn't keep up his frenzied pace, and slowed, limping, before eventually he stopped, panting, to sit down and die. At least, that was his intention; setting down to rest, he suddenly flies upwards, screaming in pain as his bleeding anus explodes in fiery agony. Crying miserably, he arches his back, screaming in pain, shame and horror. Shivering, hurt and alone, Pikachu begins crying like a child, bawling his pain and terror out into the forest with a miserable "Piiikaaaa-PIIII KAAAHH pIII, chuu chuUUHH!!"

Ash. He had to get to Ash. Ash would help him- Pikachu shuddered in horror as he felt the sickening strings of stinking mud slid through the fine hairs of his pelt, dripping coldly across his flesh, down his chest and between his thighs to ooze down his small, short legs. Pikachu hugged himself miserably. How could he let Ash see him like this? Bruised, stained and stinking of sex, he couldn't let his friend see him, know what happened, what had happened to him. Calling out his pain and agony into the vaulting expanse of the huge, uncaring forest, Pikachu let his shocked, bruised, raped and exhausted body slowly sag to earth. Moaning, he rubbed his face in the soft grass, letting it wipe away the pain of his molestation; the blades just rubbed the slimy splatters into his skin. Shuddering in shame and loathing, He rubbed desperately at his fur, his little fingers combing through his sticky coat. Panicking, Pikachu opened his mouth and tried to lick his coat clean. Crying out in misery, Pikachu gagged at the tangy, salty, silty flavors coating his tongue.

"Pika-PIII !!" Okay. Just think. Pikachu breathed deeply, slow, calming. Not thinking about his fur, the smell or the horr- the thing that just happened. Determinantly ignored the sliding liquid. Determinantly ignored the taste of sex and dirt on his tongue. Determinantly ignored the memory of Bulbasaur's hot, hard- breaking down, Pikachu began to cry, hot tears sliding down his cheeks. Weeping quietly, Pikachu followed the faint, ambient sound of flowing water.

The air was thick with humidity, fluid with the gentle sound of water on polished stone. The sun warmed rocks shone with dampness, luminescent with the sheen of water over the imbeded quartz crumbs and fragments. Algae lapped quietly at the waterline, small stringy fingers grappling the eroded stones.

The water appeared a multitude of flashing lights under the sun's rays, flinging flashing yellow and filtered green across the lapping waves. The thin breeze settled across the stream banks, stirring across the stones and teasing Pikachu's wet, sticky fur, syphoning away the scent of heat on the waving zephirs. Pikachu stared into the water's shifting surface, ears crained high and feet gripping tensely to the damp, slippery surface. The breeze teased across his back, his sides, flipping and furrowing his fur into gentle, caressing waves. Shifting, leaning down, Pikachu extended his arm and dipped his little fist into the water. It was warm, running over his hand gently. Pulling out, Pikachu let himself down, digging his fingers into the slick, weathered rock. Toes squelching gently in the edge of the streambed, Pikachu stepped out into the shallow edge, feeling the water tug gently at his fur. The water was warm, tepid and soft on his skin, seeping through the fur on his legs as he stood, adjusting to the balmy temperature. Sloshing, Pikachu waded further out into the stream, feeling the waves lap further and further up his fur. Shoulder deep, Pikachu turned away from the oncoming current, from the deep blue center of the stream, and let his eyes slide closed, breathing deeply. The water teased at his fur, loosening the gummy mud stuck spikes. Mud rose from his body, sifting into silt and away. His fur slowly freed, raising like a glowing halo around his body, small bubbles shining. Humming, he let his head slide under water, until only his quivering nostrils broke the surface. Time slowed to a humming crawl, heartbeat thrumming in his ears as he hung in meditative stilness in the liquid matrix. Pikachu felt his mind still; nearly sleeping, he let the water take away the pain of Bulbasaur's violation-

[Dailyman]

oh so sexy

[psi43]

Anyone here knows GARRY HAS CANCERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR? It's pretty cool but I can't find it anymore.

[Fuzz]

That somethin you wrote zeke?

[rtil]

i read most of that and just ignoring the whole "bulbasaur rapes pikachu" part he writes like a high schooler with a thesaurus on hand who thinks everything in the immediate area of the characters needs to be described in explicit detail and it is annoying

and the bulbasaur rapes pikachu part was of course disgusting

[Hammi]

Wow zekey.

Wow. Ungh.

[Sinitron]

man i should write gta4 fanfic "one day niko found a knife he used it to stab black people because he was racist"

[Shifter]

... somehow i can see bulbasaur raping pikachu with his additude.

[bcube]

... somehow i can see bulbasaur raping pikachu with his additude.

what.

[Fuzz]

man i should write gta4 fanfic "one day niko found a knife he used it to stab black people because he was racist"

You made me spit sweet tea on my monitor you bastard!