Top dog

“For the last time, I’m not fighting you.”

Bruce glanced at the clock on the bar wall, noting that it was nearly midnight.

“Come on, you owe me a rematch! You know you only won last time because the sun was to your back!” Kiera pouted.

She was right on at least one account, didn’t change the fact that he had specifically chosen to have the sun in her face for their last battle. He had underestimated Lynn, her Lopunny, more than he wanted to admit and the edge his positioning had given him saved the match. Well, that and the fact that it was midday when they had fought. Why she had wanted to fight his Houndoom, Fisk, in glaring daylight was beyond him.

“No, actually, I don’t owe you anything. It isn’t my fault you wagered your tickets to the festival tomorrow. Knowing you, you should have been putting that money towards your rent anyway. And besides, what could you even offer me as a counter-wager?” Bruce asked, shaking his head.

Kiera floundered at the question knowing full-well that she had nothing of value left to put on the table. She bit her lip and looked as if she were resigning herself before leaning in and dropping into a low whisper.

“How about I pay you with… something else if you win?” She said saucily.

Bruce peered at her over his drink. Kiera had always had a great body, she was the kind of trainer who did all of the workouts with their pokemon. She had an ample chest, thin waist, and curvy hips and ass; an alluring hourglass figure. The two of them had flirted back and forth idly for years and he had to admit he’d taken care of business to the thought of her more than once.

“Come on Ki, you shouldn’t joke about that kind of thing. Especially if you won’t back it up.”

“I’m serious! I know we joke around all the time but what’s the harm in having a little fun? Or is it that… Look, I know about your uh- preferences. I know how you look at Lynn.” Bruce’s eyes snapped up at her words, “She wants to go to this thing as much as I do, I’m sure she’d be up to it…”

Bruce blinked a few times before shaking his head again and standing to leave. He knew she was desperate but shit, offering up her Lopunny? He hated that a part of him was more than intrigued by the proposal.

“Not that I would even take that offer but what would be in it for Fisk? He’s as excited to go as I am and I’m not going to risk that for him, unlike you evidently,” Bruce chided.

Kiera winced at the painful truth and began feeling desperate.

“Please Bruce, we’ll do anything to get those tickets back! Name the price and we’ll put it on the line” She begged.

Bruce rolled his eyes with a sigh, “‘We’?”

Kiera nodded, assenting for her pokemon as well.

Bruce wiped a tired hand over his face as he weighed the possibilities in his mind. Eventually, he broke his silence and gestured with a hand toward the door.

“Come on then…” he said.

“So let’s go over this one more time,” the two were standing in one of the city’s public battle arenas with their pokemon summoned and waiting, “1v1, one pokemon only, five minute clock, we’re wagering the tickets, and you’re wagering, quote, ‘anything to get those tickets back’. Is that right?” Bruce asked, laying out the terms of the contest.

“That’s right, name what you want so we can get this started,” Kiera demanded.

“No, you’ll find out what we want after we win,” Bruce threw back.

Kiera scoffed, “If you win. And how is that fair? We don’t even know what we’re at stake to lose!”

“Let me put it simply, we’ll take your pride if you lose.”

“What does that-“

“Or we can just call off this whole farce and go ho-“

“No! You agreed to a battle so we’re battling. Whatever, I agree to these terms!” Kiera affirmed.

“What about Lynn?” Bruce said.

He already knew that Kiera’s Lopunny was more than willing to bet whatever her master did. Sometimes he wondered if the pokemon was more competitive than Kiera, the two certainly fed off of each others’ energy. Kiera and Lynn shared a look before turning to their opponents and nodding in unison.

Bruce tilted his head in acceptance, he’d already explained to Fisk the stakes and the plan for their reward if they won and the Houndoom was more than willing to take the bet.

“Alright then, ready?” Bruce asked.

“Ready!” Kiera responded.

“Count it Kiera.”

“3…2…1… Fight!”

Fisk loomed over Lynn, teeth clamped around her throat and growling a low warning between panting breathes. Bruce and his Houndoom had charged straight in during their first bout but experience had inclined them towards a different strategy this time. They’d set up a smokescreen and had taken to hiding in it, only attacking with ranged fire attacks when Lynn got too close or attempted to disperse the smoke. The attrition tactic payed off well and by the time the smoke had passed Lynn was fairly exerted. What they didn’t anticipate however, was the high jump kick that came flying at Fisk once he was exposed. He’d barely had time to flatten himself to the ground, sneaking below the attack. As Lynn wiped out due to the miss, Fisk had pounced and that was how they ended up in their current arrangement.

“We’ve got you pinned Kiera, it’s over,” Bruce challenged.

Kiera looked on the verge of giving Lynn an order but thought better of it. This wasn’t the type of fight that she’d risk a serious injury over. Reluctantly, Kiera raised her hand, conceding the match.

“Fisk!” Bruce whistled, sending the Houndoom off of the Lopunny and back to his side.

Bruce patted the ‘mon and showered him in some praise for a job well done. Looking up he caught Kiera’s eye as she began to stalk off.

“Hey, don’t think I’ve forgotten about our reward. Your place or ours?” Bruce asked.

“What, tonight? Oh, come on Bruce” she pouted.

“Tonight, your place is closer so let’s head there,” he continued.

“You still never told me what you want!” She yelled at him as he began walking.

“I like that idea you offered up back at the bar. Fisk deserves a reward too though so we want both of you” Bruce said, commanding.

The two trainers sipped on a beer each as their pokemon idly snacked on some treats. Bruce on the couch and Kiera sitting on a hassock before him. Bruce leered at her, a simmering hunger making itself known.

“What, like a handjob or something? Ugh, let’s get this over with,” Kiera said in exasperation.

Bruce shook his head.

“A blowjob?”

Another shake of the head.

“No, that’s not gonna happen!” Kiera protested.

“You bet us anything. I know you have a way of weaseling out of your debts but not this time. Fisk, here boy,” Bruce called.

The Houndoom’s ears perked and he jostled over to sit next to his master on the couch. Bruce gestured between Kiera and Lynn expectantly.

“Give us a little show, won’t you ladies?”

Kiera rolled her eyes with a huff but began to shuck her top off, “I can’t believe I’m doing this…” she grumbled.

Lynn pouted and crossed her arms, watching as her trainer pressed her elbows together to emphasize her bust. Next, Kiera turned to have her back face them and hooked two fingers underneath the hem of her skirt. With a shimmy, she slowly dragged the garment over the cushy curve of her ass to reveal a pair of pink, cotton, panties. Not what Bruce had expected.

“Stay there for a minute. Lynn, give her butt a little love would you?”

The little Lopunny sidled over and began to gently massage Kiera’s cheeks. She was awkward at first, with stilted movements and a tension in her body, but it didn’t take long for her to begin playing with it in earnest. It was hard not to get caught up in the moment when it came to playing with a nice ass, especially one as plump as Kiera’s.

“Bend over Kiera,” he ordered.

Kiera complied and gave a little shake of her rump, elbows on the hassock. It was quite the sight. He could see the outline of her pussy pressed into the cloth and his own underwear suddenly had much less room in them than before. He adjusted himself for comfort and glanced at Fisk. The dog was staring intently at the sight and Bruce wondered what was going through the ‘mon’s mind.

“Alright Lynn, take those off for us, and do it slowly,” Bruce commanded.

She did as he asked, grabbing the panties at the waist and in a deliberate, smooth, motion peeled the underwear down her master’s thighs to reveal a bright pink and slightly glistening slit.

“Spread her cheeks, show us the goods.”

The Lopunny complied, each hand taking a cheek and pulling them apart. The boys could see Kiera’s two holes flex and twitch, enticing and inviting. Fisk let out a soft bark and when Bruce looked over, he could see his partner’s tongue lolling out and his member protruding from its sheath.

“Lay on her back Lynn, and spread yours just like you did hers.”

She again did as she was told, clambering onto her trainer’s back and proffering her own backside for admiration. Between her legs and covered in a patch of thicker fur, the two could just barely spy her sex. When the bunny reached back and pulled apart her cheeks they could see a similarly pink slit, mirroring that of Kiera’s.

Fisk began panting excitedly at the display. He had reached full mast and Bruce was close behind him. Standing up, he crossed the short distance to the girls and ran a hand over both of their asses sending a shiver through the two.

“Shit girls, you both look amazing. I think we’re about ready to start, yeah? Both of you get on the couch and lay on your back. And take off your bra would you Ki?”

Fisk hopped off as the two moved to do as Bruce asked, Lynn settling on the left in front of where Fisk sat and Kiera on the right, in front of Bruce. Kiera unhooked her bra and let her voluminous chest spill out into the open air. They were teardrop shaped and had small areoles topped with pointy nubs for nipples. Kiera moved her hands to cover herself out of reflex but instead crossed her arms beneath her chest to let them admire her.

“Spread your legs please girls,” Bruce asked.

The two shared a nervous glance before reluctantly opening their legs to display their sexes which each had a slight sheen to them in the dim light of the apartment. Bruce dropped his pants but kept himself contained within his underwear. He rubbed himself gently, bringing himself to his full size. He spied Kiera looking him over, her eyes stopping to appreciate his package. Fuck, she looked good there on the couch, shy and nervous but with a determination to follow through with what she’d gotten herself into.

“You’re really something Kiera. I’m honestly a little envious that Fisk gets you tonight. Although I can’t complain, I’ve had eyes for Lynn for a long time.”

A look of dread washed over Kiera in an instant.

WHAT,” She shouted, “no, uh-uh, no way. I- I didn’t agree to…”

“Didn’t agree to what exactly? Last I heard it was anything remember? I told you we’d take your pride didn’t I?” Bruce asked pointedly.

“But I- I know you’re into that kind of thing but I’ve never… not with a pokemon! I can’t-!”

Kiera was cut off as Fisk walked up and sat down directly in front of her spread legs. With a mixture of fear and anticipation she eyed Fisk and his protruding member.

Bruce crossed over behind Fisk to kneel between Lynn’s fluffy thighs. With a light touch he caressed the inside of her legs, running his fingers through her soft fur. The Lopunny’s breath hitched and he could feel her tensing beneath his ministrations. He kept his pace steady and let Lynn relax into his hands.

“I’ll be gentle with you. I know you’re pretty small for me. Just try to relax and let me take care of you first okay?” Bruce said.

He gently lowered his mouth to the Lopunny’s delicate folds and ran his tongue up and around her clit. He was rewarded with a small “eep” followed by a sigh as the sensation spread through the small pokemon. He spent a moment exploring her; testing her sensitivity and finding spots she responded to. He prodded at her opening with his tongue and found it to be as tight as expected, he wondered if he would even be able to fit inside. By the time Bruce pulled back and wiped his mouth, Lynn’s chest was heaving in ragged breaths.

Fisk looked over at Bruce who, with a nod, gave him permission to do as he pleased. Kiera jolted as the dog immediately began to enthusiastically sniff and lick at her exposed lips forcing a series of grunts, whimpers, and curses out of the girl. Bruce quickly returned his attention to Lynn and dove back towards her own mound. The two boys hungrily lapped at their chosen prizes’ snatches sending mewls and moans into the living room. Fisk was the first to cause a shuddering orgasm to rock through his partner as his excitement and large, flat, tongue offered a novel experience for Kiera. Her legs snapped shut around Fisk’s horns and her entire body tensed in pleasure. Fisk seemed none the wiser as he kept on lapping up the resulting wetness from Kiera’s pussy. After a moment of blissful torture, Kiera gasped and shoved Fisk away, too overstimulated to endure any more.

Lynn wasn’t far behind as Bruce’s delicate and precise motions had been keeping her on edge for minutes yet. He swirled his tongue around the Lopunny’s clit and gripped her thighs, pulling her further into his mouth as she squirmed. Laying the flat of his tongue against her, he quickly moved it side to side and pushed her over the edge. She squealed and flexed, her legs kicking and twitching as the orgasm ripped through her little body. Bruce kept his mouth firmly attached as the bunny rode out the aftershocks, slowing his movements in time with her own descent.

Bruce pulled back once again and saw to his side that Fisk was laying on his back with Kiera rubbing his cock. She stopped to pause on the bulb with every pass, testing its girth and hardness. Fisk was definitely enjoying the treatment, his legs spread and pointed tail wagging. Kiera held his cock pointed upward and a look of hesitation marred her face. Then she did something that Bruce truly hadn’t expected. She tucked her hair behind her ear, bent down, and enveloped Fisk in her mouth. She bobbed on the tip at first before taking the hard shaft in as well. Fisk whined and his leg began to kick as Kiera’s mouth wrapped around him, sucking and licking, an experience he had never had before.

The sight had riled Bruce up, seeing Ki get so into the act was a springboard for his own arousal. Turning back to his partner, his meat throbbing and in need of relief, he leaned down and kissed the Lopunny. It was a strange sensation, fur nipped at the sides of his lips and Lynn’s mouth was so small that his nearly enveloped it entirely. Her small tongue darted out to taste him a few times and he met it with his own. Bruce pushed his hips up against the couch. It was low enough that he was able to sit there on his knees while being well aligned with Lynn’s sex. He spat onto his hand and slicked his length with it before pushing his hips into hers, cock resting on her vulva. Slowly, he ground his length up and down her sensitive folds, gliding over her opening and prodding it with each pass. His manhood had swollen, thick and painfully hard, with pre-cum leaking from the tip to mix with Lynn’s own arousal.

After a few moments had passed in that rhythm he lined himself up with her entrance which flexed in anticipation. Out of the corner of his eye Bruce could see that Kiera had paused to watch as she idly tended to Fisk with her hand. He softly pressed into Lynn’s opening, stopping when he felt too much resistance and backing off. He took to a repetition of this, slowly sawing in and out, giving the small pokemon time to stretch and accommodate him. This went on for several moments until finally, he was able to push past her entrance and the head of his cock slipped inside.

Lynn gasped and held her eyes shut tightly. Even with Bruce stopping to let her acclimate he could tell that she was having an intense experience. His hand wandered and found themselves rubbing her long ears in a soothing rhythm. He kept at it until he felt some of Lynn’s tension ease and he resumed his slow in and out movements, pushing himself a fraction deeper each time.

It was a monumental test of discipline to not plunge himself into the hot embrace of Lynn’s pussy but he maintained his pace, easing himself in as she got more comfortable. After a few minutes he felt himself hilt inside of her, fully encompassed by the wonderfully tight grip. He laid there on top of her, his cock pulsing in time with his heartbeat. His member throbbed a few times, making it swell and push against the confines of Lynn’s walls. Each time it did she whimpered out a sound that Bruce couldn’t distinguish between pain or pleasure.

Kiera was transfixed by the sights and sounds, eyes glued to her pokemon’s face as she took Bruce’s full length. He began to pull himself out until only his head remained inside before thrusting himself back into her in an agonizingly slow motion. Soft sounds and little mewls started to emit from the bunny, each pass increasing Bruce’s pace and the rate at which Lynn would vocalize. Before long Bruce hit a steady cadence and Lynn started to pant, erotic exclamations slipping from her mouth. Bruce leaned down and met her lips once again, the initial hesitance from the pokemon now gone, replaced by a carnal hunger that drew her to him.

Feeling himself building towards an early finish, Bruce slowed his pace and caught his breath. As he did, he saw that Kiera had moved onto her hands and knees on the carpet, presenting her ass as Fisk positioned himself behind her. She looked embarrassed and ashamed as Bruce’s hound mounted her. Her expression quickly shifted to one of surprise as Fisk pushed himself into her waiting hole, pumping in earnest once inside. The pokemon wasn’t gentle and discomfort was obvious on Kiera’s face as Fisk settled into his thrusts. Over time, the look of discomfort on Kiera’s face began to melt into one of reluctant pleasure, her breath puffing as she took the frantic pounding from the Houndoom.

Bruce had an idea and quickly scooped Lynn off the couch, placing her on her hands and knees in front of her master. He slipped inside from behind, mimicking the position that Kiera and Fisk had adopted with the two girls forced to watch as the other was fucked. Bruce was much gentler than his pokemon but still kept a strong pace now that Lynn had loosened up a bit. The bunny’s head dropped to stare at the ground but Bruce was having none of that. He grabbed her ears and held them firmly in one hand, pulling her head back to watch as her master was being used. Kiera couldn’t contain a loud moan as she looked into her Lopunny’s eyes, one hand shooting up from the floor in a futile attempt to cover the sound. Bruce caught her eye and shook his head.

“Kiss her Ki, I want to see it.”

Kiera looked as if she could hardly think straight by that point and gazed down at her Lopunny mere inches from her face. Her eyes closed and she moved the short distance to meet Lynn’s mouth and the two worked their lips together in a messy kiss fueled by animalistic lust. Kiera let out a husky moan and when the two pulled apart her eyes were glazed over. Her moans came faster and louder as Fisk’s pace increased causing Kiera’s chest to sway and slap together with each thrust.

Bruce slowed to a stop and pulled Lynn up onto her knees while still inside of her. He wrapped a gentle but firm hand around her throat and slowly pumped into her with a force he hadn’t used before. His off hand snaked down to fondle her clit and he held her there, bound and unable to look away.

“I want you to watch as your master gets fucked like an animal, bred like a mutt. Listen to her moan like a slut while she gets used as piece of meat. You both lost tonight which means you’re ours.”

Kiera whimpered, her head bowing and her body shaking as another orgasm shook her to the core. Fisk let out a cry somewhere between a grunt and a growl as he pressed hard, forcing his knot into the girl and releasing his pent up need. Watching her trainer being filled up seemed to have a strong effect on Lynn as Bruce felt her tighten and tremble on his shaft. Fisk’s hips bucked several times as he shot his load into his partner, panting all the while. Kiera’s upper half had collapsed onto the ground in a heaving mass of sweaty bliss, bathing in the aftershocks of her orgasm and the feeling of the swollen knot tugging at her insides.

Fisk lifted a leg and turned around facing the opposite direction that Kiera was pointed and stood contentedly staring off into space. Bruce had been edging himself with Lynn’s pussy the whole time and he was ready to blow at almost any moment. Pulling out, he once again picked up the small Lopunny and carried her to the couch. He sat down and laid Lynn against his chest, sliding her down to push her back onto his cock.

Fully nestled inside of Lynn once again, Bruce craned his head down and caught her in another kiss. His hands grabbed her hips and ass, the taut mounds easily fitting into his palms. He lifted her slightly then pushed her back down onto him, grinding his girth into her depths. This earned him a cooing sound in between breathy gasps every time he bottomed out in Lynn’s embrace. His pace grew quickly, reservation forgotten and primal desire taking over as he began to pound into the bunny. Each thrust caused a resounding smack as the two’s hips collided in a frantic, overwhelming, need. Lynn curled into Bruce’s chest and twitched as spasms wracked her body. He could feel her pussy clenching him tightly, pulsing with heat in a rapturous release while the little bunny was overwhelmed by sensation, cumming as he continued to drive himself into her. The feeling of Lynn’s orgasm was too much and pushed Bruce far over the edge. He felt himself swell as he held out for as long as he could before finally he held his partner down, burying himself inside her. With an animalistic growl, he erupted. His ears deafened when the sensation took him, time and space becoming irrelevant as the entirety of his being coalesced into the throbbing pulse of his cock. He could feel each surge of his essence as it traveled up his shaft and exploded into the waiting confines of Lynn’s walls. Eyes squeezed shut, breath held, and a vice grip on Lynn’s hips had Bruce locked in a quivering trance as he flooded the bunny. With a gasp, Bruce returned to reality and fought to regain control of his breathing, hips bucking of their own accord as he instinctively milked as much pleasure out of the brief trip to nirvana as he could.

He released his grip on Lynn and let his exhausted arms wrap around her chest. Both of them heaving under the exertion of simply existing in that moment. A small part off in the back of Bruce’s mind made note of Kiera’s cries as she rubbed herself to another strong finish at the sight of the two climaxing together.

After an untold amount of time, Fisk extricating himself from Kiera’s grasp roused the group to lucidity. Bruce groaned and flexed himself inside Lynn, soft but still somewhat inflated causing a stir from the bunny. He gripped her underneath the hips and lifted her gingerly off of his member. Placing her on the couch, he finally got a good view of the aftermath. Lynn’s bottom was plastered in dried cum and Bruce’s groin and balls hadn’t fared much better. Looking over to Kiera who had slumped on the floor with her ass pointed towards him, she also had a copious amount of seed spilling out of her. Bruce went and grabbed drinks for everyone in a daze, almost disbelieving of what had just transpired.

Shaking himself, Bruce returned to the living room and distributed a bowl and bottles of water to the exhausted participants. With a shaky hand, he dug out his phone and browsed to the festival’s website.

“Thankyouthankyouthankyou!” Kiera exclaimed as they waited in line to get into the festival grounds.

Bruce shrugged.

“Eh I know how much you two wanted to come. It’s nothing,” he said.

It was not nothing.

In fact it was a LOT of something to get those tickets last minute but the look of excitement on both Kiera’s and Lynn’s faces made it worth it when he told them what he’d done.

“You owe me, you know?” Bruce said playfully.

Kiera’s smile exploded onto her face, “Oh yeah? How about you come over to our place again tonight for a little after-party?”

Kiera slid up to Bruce and laid a hand on his chest with a sly smirk, “After seeing what you did to Lynn I can’t help but want a turn myself.”

The two shared a lecherous smile, noting the way that Lynn and Fisk were nuzzling together as well.

“Come on,” Bruce called, “Let’s go have some fun!”

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Pub: 31 May 2025 01:51 UTC

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