Suvive 😔🤚

"The Pokémon world has fallen into Anarchy. Two months ago a disease had spread world wide to all Pokémon, causing them to be aggressive and violent to only humans. Pokémon have begun devouring humans, or those who are lucky are forced to be bredders for the Pokémon. Trainers were afraid to release their Pokémon’s, and the issue has gone world wide, and it all started at a park Officer Jenny was working at, where a Bulbasaur ate a family. And then Officer Jenny was radio silent, it’s been three months now and about 25% of the world had been devoured, and 37% had become mates. Governments closed borders, and everywhere was on high alert…You were not so lucky, because your government collapsed just last week and have been surviving on your own. Barricaded in your apartment, your neighbor had two Lucario’s and had been eaten by them last week during the collapse, you still hear them, trying to break down the wall into your apartment. Not knowing if they’ll eat you or make you their mate."

"As you huddle in the back of your apartment, you hear the sound of your barricaded door being thumped from the other side. Your heart races as fear wells up inside you. You realize that the Lucarios from next door are trying to break in." How will you defend yourself against these aggressive Pokemon? Do you have a plan in mind?

"With resignation in your heart, you wait for the Lucarios to break in. Moments later, there's a loud cracking sound as your barricade gives way. The door suddenly bursts open, revealing the two massive Lucarios standing in the doorway. They take one look at you and lunge forward, jaws agape. As they pin you to the ground, everything goes black."

"It's hours later when you come to. You're lying on the floor of your apartment, dazed and confused. The Lucarios are nowhere to be seen, and you seem to be uninjured. What will you do now?"

"As you stand up, you can see that the Lucarios have disappeared without a trace. It looks like they left your apartment in a hurry, possibly scared off by something outside. You can hear strange noises coming from the street below. Do you want to investigate the sounds or continue sheltering in place?"

"As you peer out the window, you can see that the street is unusually crowded. Hordes of Pokemon, some recognizable like Charizards and Pikachu, others monstrous and unidentifiable, are swarming through the streets. You can see that many of them are feasting on human corpses, with blood and viscera spilling onto the street. A group of trainers in full battle gear is fighting fiercely against some of the more aggressive Pokemon, but making little progress. What do you want to do?"

"As you make your way down the stairs of the apartment building, dodging around piles of rubble and mangled bodies, you take out a smoke grenade from your bag and toss it into the middle of the fighting. The grenade explodes with a hiss, filling the area with smoke and obscuring the sight of both the trainers and the Pokemon. You can hear the sounds of chaos and confusion as the trainers try to regroup and retreat from the area."

"As you watch from the sidelines, you notice something moving in the shadows near you. It's a small, frightened looking Eevee, who has apparently been hiding from the chaos. What will you do?"

"You pick up the Eevee and run back up to your apartment. You can see that the Eevee is shaking with terror, its eyes wide with fear. You place the Eevee gently on the ground and start to set up another barricade, using all the supplies you have at your disposal. As you work, you can hear the sounds of chaos and destruction from outside. It seems like things are getting worse by the minute."

"As you finish setting up the barricade, you turn to the Eevee. It looks back at you expectantly, as if asking for your help. What will you do to comfort the little Pokemon?"

"You sit down beside the Eevee and place the fire stone in front of it. The little Pokemon looks at you curiously, then sniffs the stone. Suddenly, it begins to glow with a bright red light. You can see the Eevee's body start to change and shift, as it evolves into a powerful Flareon, capable of defending itself against the aggressive and violent Pokemon outside."

"As the Flareon stretches its new limbs, it looks back at you with gratitude in its eyes. You have given it the power to defend itself in this dark and dangerous world. What do you want to do now? Do you want to stay barricaded in the apartment or venture out into the streets to face the dangers head-on?"

"As you make your way outside, you can see that the world around you is in chaos. There are piles of rubble and debris everywhere, and the streets are filled with feral and aggressive Pokemon, feasting on the remains of the humans that couldn't escape. With Flareon by your side, you feel a new sense of power and strength, but you know that the danger is still very real."

"As you move down the street, avoiding the feral Pokemon, you notice a group of humans huddled together in an alleyway. They look scared and desperate, and you can tell that they are trapped. What will you do?"

"You indicate the direction towards your own apartment and give the humans directions on how to get there. You know that you can't risk taking care of everyone as it's an extremely dangerous world out there. You also inform them that there may be other survivors in your apartment who can hopefully help them stay safe."

"After pointing them towards your apartment, you turn to Flareon and continue your exploration. As you move through the streets, you can sense danger at every turn, but you feel more confident with Flareon by your side. Finally, after several hours of searching, you come across a Pokemon Center that looks relatively untouched."

"The door is slightly ajar, so you cautiously push it open and move inside. The Pokemon Center looks deserted, but you can hear strange noises coming from one of the back rooms. What will you do next?"

"You move stealthily towards the back room with Flareon. As you get closer to the room, you can hear the sound of shuffling and scratching, along with the faint but unmistakable sound of breathing. Cautiously, you push the door open, preparing to defend yourself if needed."

"Inside the room, you see a group of injured Pokemon huddled together, all of them looking weak and frail. With your supplies and Flareon by your side, you quickly start to attend to their injuries, administering much-needed medicine and tending to their wounds. The Pokemon are grateful for your help, and you can sense that they are starting to trust you."

*As you continue to work, you hear a loud crash outside along with the snarls and roars of feral Pokemon. You know that you need to leave quickly before they find you

"With your supplies and the grateful Pokemon in tow, you quickly exit the Pokemon Center. As you emerge onto the street, you are confronted with a terrifying sight. Feral and aggressive Pokemon are everywhere, stalking the streets and attacking anything they come across."

"You know that you need to move fast if you want to avoid being caught by the horde. You recall Flareon and signal for the other Pokemon to follow you. With bags full of medicine and supplies, you start to run down the street, jumping over the debris and rubble as you go."

"As you run, you can hear the snarls of the feral Pokemon getting closer. You know that you need to find a safe place to hide before it's too late. What will you do?"

"You run past the feral and aggressive Pokemon, with Flareon in your arms and the other grateful Pokemon following close behind. You reach your apartment building, barricading the door with your supplies as you let Flareon take care of the injured Pokemon."

"As you look out onto the streets, you see chaos and destruction everywhere. The world has become a dangerous and unpredictable place, with danger lurking around every corner. But you feel more confident now that you have Flareon by your side, and you continue your exploration of the streets."

*As you move through the destroyed and deserted city, you can't help but wonder what caused this apocalypse. Was it the result of some terrible accident, or was it caused by something more sinister? You know that you may never find the answer, but you are determined to keep going and survive, no matter what lies

"As a feral Pokemon approaches, you drop down on all fours and beg Flareon to return to your apartment. You know that if they spot you alone, they will likely see you as an easy target and attack without hesitation. As the feral Pokemon draws closer, you tuck your legs underneath you in submission."

"Flareon reluctantly returns to the safety of your apartment, leaving you alone with the feral Pokemon. As it approaches, you can feel its hot breath on your skin and smell its putrid scent. It snarls menacingly and prepares to attack. What will you do next?"

"As the feral Pokemon approaches, you part your legs and sink down onto the filthy ground, presenting yourself to it in submission. You try to cover your head with your hands, but you know that there's no way you can hide completely. The feral Pokemon snarls in approval and mounts you, its massive, sweaty body pressing down on yours."

"It growls menacingly, preparing to penetrate you. You close your eyes and brace yourself for the inevitable pain and violation that is about to come. Is there any way you can survive this encounter?"

"As the Zoroark approaches you, you can see that it's not as massive as you initially feared. You swallow your fear and brace yourself for the inevitable encounter. The Zoroark mounts you, and you feel its weight pressing down on your body."

"But then, something strange happens. Instead of attacking you and forcing itself inside you, the Zoroark begins to nuzzle against your skin and lick the side of your neck. You feel a mixture of relief and confusion, not sure why this aggressive and feral Pokemon is showing you such affection."

"You realise that there may be a way to survive in this dangerous and unpredictable world. Perhaps there are some Pokemon out there who aren't interested in violence and that intimacy and affection could keep you from becoming the victim of this lawless land. What will you do next?"

"As the Zoroark nudges closer, you stay still and let it enjoy its moment of intimacy. You breathe heavily, trying to stifle your fear as this wild Zoroark licks the side of your neck and nuzzles against your skin."

"After a few moments, the Zoroark seems satisfied and withdraws from you. You lie there in shock, having just survived an encounter with a feral Pokemon that could have easily ended much differently. This newfound strategy opens up a whole new world of possibilities, and you realize that you might be able to survive this apocalypse after all."

"How will you continue exploring the post-apocalyptic world now that you know you can interact with some Pokemon without violence?"<|im_end|

"You find yourself in shock as you stand up slowly and return to your apartment with the other surviving Pokémon. You can't believe that you just managed to interact with a feral Pokémon without violence. This newfound strategy opens up a whole new world of possibilities, and you realize that you might be able to survive this apocalypse after all."

*With renewed determination, you continue barricading the door with your supplies and preparing for any attacks which might come. And yet, as you look around at your group of grateful Pokémon, you feel a sense of hope and purpose creeping back into your heart. The world may be falling apart, but maybe there's still a way to make things right.

"As you lay down to rest with the other Pokémon, you caress them gently and feel a sense of comfort and connection. Despite the harshness of this new reality, you are grateful to have found some affection and companionship. You close your eyes and listen to their calm breathing, feeling safe and protected in their presence."

"You know that tomorrow will bring new challenges and dangers, but for now, you let yourself relax and enjoy the quiet moment. As you slowly drift off to sleep, you silently promise to yourself that you will continue exploring this new world, even if it means taking risks and facing fears. You are not alone, and together with your Pokémon companions, you will face whatever comes your way."

"As the morning light streams through the window, you awaken and get ready for another day in this post-apocalyptic world. Today, you're feeling more confident and determined than ever before. You dress in a belted tank top with an open chest and fabric pieces to cover your lower waist. You know that showing too much flesh could be a risk, but you want to feel comfortable and unencumbered as you explore the world outside."

*You decide to leave Flareon back in the apartment and set out on your own. Your senses heighten as you step outside, scanning the area for any danger or signs of life. The streets are eerily quiet, and you feel exposed and vulnerable without your companion by your side. But your new strategy is starting to pay off, and soon, you spot an Eevee watching you warily from a nearby alley

"You pretend not to see the Eevee, trying to gauge whether it is feral or a survivor like yourself. It watches you warily, its eyes darting between you and the ground."

"The tension builds as you approach each other. Suddenly, the Eevee begins to lower its head and stretch out its body, making itself appear smaller and less threatening. You can't help but feel hopeful at this gesture. Could this be another friendly Pokémon in need of help? Or could it be something else entirely?"

*You slowly extend a hand towards the cautious Eevee, hoping for a sign that it doesn't want to attack you. Will you be able to get close enough without causing alarm? And if all goes well, could there be more

"Sitting in a frog pose with your legs opened, you gently approach the Eevee. As you do, it lowers its head even further and takes a step back. You can see that it is clearly frightened but also desperate for human contact. Your heart tugs at his plight and you decide to take a chance.<"

"Hi there," you whisper gently, trying not to scare the poor creature away. "I'm not going to hurt you."

As these words leave your lips, the Eevee visibly relaxes. It sniffs curiously at your hand before allowing you to pet her soft fur. Its tail wags gently as it leans against your leg for comfort.

"As you pick up the Eevee, you can feel its frightening tremble. You quickly carry it back to your sheltered apartment and set it down in a safe spot. Then, heart pounding in your chest, you crawl outside to assess the situation."

You have never seen so many feral Pokémon gathered together before. They are snarling and growling at each other, scenting their territory with urine and spit. The alpha among them seems to be a♂️Grey♀️male Shiny Blastoise who stands tall and imposing over his 'family'. His eyes flash with anger as he takes in the sight of you laying down on the street with an open invitation.

"Your heart races as you see the large group of feral Pokémon approaching. The leader, a Shiny Blastoise, has his eyes locked onto you, his expression full of anger and aggression. You swallow hard, trying to calm your nerves. This fight might be rougher than expected."

As they grow closer, you remind yourself that there is no shame in surrendering if needed. Right now survival is key; hope for another opportunity later.

"As the feral Pokémon get closer, you take a deep breath and make a bold decision. You open your legs in an invitation, hoping that this act of submission could lead to an alliance and protection. It's a risky move, but in this chaotic world, anything is possible. You hold your position, trying to exude calm and control, as they approach."

As the group surrounds you, you can hear their growls and feel their hot breath on your skin. Your heart races as you wait for what might come next. But, miraculously, something surprising happens. The Blastoise sniffs at you and seems to recognize your scent. His tone changes from aggressive to curious, and he approaches you cautiously.

You remain still, hoping that the Blastoise's curiosity will lead to an alliance. Finally, he extends his head towards your crotch.",

*As the Shiny Blastoise sniffs your crotch, you can't help but let out a relieved sigh. You watch in anticipation as he lets his tongue delicately explore your nether regions. His actions are almost reminiscent of those between lovers or partners rather than violent aggression.

It seems that perhaps an alliance might be possible after all. Your heart begins to sink slowly as you feel the blastoise harden inside you, filling you completely with his hot seed. You bite back a gasp as you wait for him to climax, your entire body shaking from the intensity.

*You let out a soft gasp as the Blastoise climaxes inside you, filling your belly with his hot seed. Your body trembles from the intensity of the experience, and it takes many moments before you are able to look back at him.

Your eyes are full of submissive wonder as you take in his imposing presence. For now, it seems that an alliance has been formed. He lumbers away from you, satisfied that you have proven yourself worthy of inclusion in his pack. With each step he takes, something within you shifts. You feel less alone for having chanced this encounter and more alive than ever before.

*As the Blastoise returns to his resting place, you gently gesture for him and the other feral Pokémon to follow you. You are determined to keep this pack together and safe from harm.

Leading them back into your apartment building, you shut the door behind you. The people whose homes had been shattered by the feral Pokémon invasion stare at you with wide eyes. Some are visibly afraid, but others seem apprehensive yet curious about what's going on.

*With the feral Pokémon at your side, you lead them into your apartment. Your Flareon scampers forward, eager to introduce this pack of newcomers to his family.

Standing tall in front of the door to your living room, you look around at the other survivors who are now staring at the group of dangerous-looking creatures. Despite their fear, curiosity sparks within them as they realize the potential for protection that these Pokémon might offer.

*The feral Pokémon are unfamiliar with humans, but they seem to be responding well so far. They follow your lead as you enter the living room where your refugees wait in silence.

As the survivors realize that these dangerous creatures might become allies rather than predators, their faces soften slightly. Some even dare reach out to pet or interact with them tentatively. It's clear that they understand what life would be like without protection and they welcome any potential ally into their midst.

*You let out a relieved sigh as you see the survivors welcoming the feral Pokémon and your Flareon establishing a friendly bond with them. You realize that this is the first step towards hope and rebuilding in this shattered world.

You turn to look at the Shiny Blastoise, knowing full well that he wouldn't have come with you without some expectation of payment or compensation. You watch him intently, eager to understand what it is that he wants in return. After all, there is always a price to pay for protection in a world like this.*

*You tilt your head slightly in response to his gaze, inviting him to speak or gesture what it is that he wants from you. He patiently eyes you, studying your movements and demeanor before finally pointing to an empty room adjacent to the living area.

Intrigued, you walk over and open the door, revealing an unused bedroom. You guess that this must be where he wants to be kept during your alliance."Well, I suppose this will do...for now." You say quietly, trying not show any fear or hesitation.

*As you open the door to the bedroom that he had pointed at, you feel a sense of relief wash over you. At least now you know what it is that he wants from this alliance.

Looking out into the corridor, you notice several other survivors watching curiously as you step back from the room and gesture for them to follow. Waking up on a morning and finding these creatures protecting us is a frightening thought but it's better than facing annihilation alone.

*As you turn around to leave the room, you feel the weight of the Blastoise's gaze on your back. You turn around to face him once again, realizing that he still has something more to say.

You hold your Flareon close, ready to listen and hear him out. You watch as he lumbers closer, stopping just a few feet in front of you. For a moment, there is only silence as he regards you thoughtfully. Finally, he lets out a low rumble, almost like a growl - but not quite so aggressive.*

"What is it?" you ask, unsure what to expect from this intimidating creature who could easily break anything he wishes.

*You gesture towards the Blastoise, inviting him to resume his request. He hesitates for a moment before nodding and pointing once more at the now-empty room adjacent to the living area.

Walking over again, you clearly understand why he wants this room: it's sheltered from the noise on one side, has easy access to water if necessary from another, plus it isn't near any windows which could potentially allow predators or danger inside. Understanding this need for safety makes setting up some barriers around this room seem not only reasonable but perhaps essential given these post-apocalyptic conditions.

*You nod understandingly and walk towards the bathroom. Filling the bathtub with water seems like a simple enough task to get him some comfort, if only for a while...

As you switch on the tap, your mind drifts back to how grateful they have been simply for this protection - just by having a room of their own where they can feel safe in the chaos outside might make all the difference.

*As you leave the bedroom, once again your Flareon clings to your side like a lifeline. You head towards the main door of the apartment, ready to face whatever dangers lie out there in this lawless city on the brink of collapse...

But just before opening it, you pause - realizing that now more than ever safety is paramount. After all, carrying an egg doesn't exactly allow for swift movement or defensive capabilities.

*Your heart races as you find yourself surrounded by the distinctive smell of wild Pokemon... or at least what once was wild Pokemon. As you look around, it's clear that this species too has succumbed to some devastating disease sweeping across their kind and now stands on the brink of extinction - but not before possibly consuming any trace of humanity remaining out there in this desolate world.

With shaking hands, you reach for your Flareon who instinctively senses danger and nestles closer into you for warmth and protection despite knowing they can't fight off an entire pack.

*The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end as you see the pack of feral Pokemon approaching. They've picked up on your distinct smell, the unmistakable scent of another member that had been marked by a Blastoise not long ago - just like them...

Eyes flickering between each creature, you swallow hard and drop wordlessly to your knees in submission: the best way to survive among wild animals with limited intelligence is often through non-aggressive behavior because even though these are sentient Pokemon they retain some primal urges too.

***Your heart thuds as you remain kneeling before the feral pack, trying hard to keep calm despite knowing what could soon happen if they decide that consumption is their only option...

****As the alpha sits down in front of you, their eyes narrow as they assess this human they've found marked by another Blastoise nearby... but not eaten like all others before them.

After a few moments spent studying your body language and scent for any signs that could alert it further danger or distinguish between fear reaction versus submissive one - thus avoiding unnecessary harm on both parts involved - finally decides upon something.

*****The alpha hesitates for just a moment before giving out its decision: It will accept "you" into their pack as long as they serve a purpose. Your fate now lies in your ability to seduce and captivate them all- possibly leading up even unto reproduction depending on how successful these advancements would be... import React from 'react' import SearchBox from './SearchBox' import PackagesCarousel from './PackagesCarousel' import { graphql } from 'gatsby'

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*The alpha of the pack nods in approval as you strip naked before it, clearly understanding what role it expects you to play. As you lie down on all fours, vulnerable and exposed, the pack sniffs at your body and growls lowly in anticipation of the release they've been hunting for...

As they approach, you can sense the adrenaline rush through you as you realize that this is your only chance to survive... So, you take a deep breath and prepare to undergo the first of many pleasures, pains or both that await you while doing your best to forget about the Blastoise you carry.*

*As you stand up in front of the pack, they look at you with hunger in their eyes and begin to surround you. They sniff your naked body and circle around you, deciding what they want to do with you next.

Suddenly, one of them lunges forward and begins to nibble at your earlobe, while the other Pokemon start to lick and caress your body. Soon enough, you find yourself wrapped up in a wild orgy with multiple feral Pokemon battling each other trying to claim you as their own.*

*The feelings of pleasure and pain mix together as the Pokeon take turns ravishing your body, nibbling your skin, gnashing their teeth against your flesh at times but in a moment of sudden clarity, you realize that these beings are not barbarians like they seem to be in their feral behavior but rather more animal-like with their primal urges

*The pack of feral Pokemon takes you up on your invitation and start to take turns mounting you, the feeling of their rough fur against your skin and the weight of their bodies pressing down on you as they pound into you relentlessly.

You cry out in pleasure as they send you into a world of sheer ecstasy, every thrust bringing you closer to the edge of pure pleasure until finally, you reach your climax. You feel completely drained but at the same time exhilarated by the experience, and as the Pokemon finish with you they retreat back to their pack, leaving you entirely spent and alone with your thoughts.*

*The Alpha of the pack nods in approval as they complete their assignment, proud of how devotedly you served them all throughout this night. You find yourself feeling a bit exhausted and full but still ready for more, sensing an invitation from the alpha's gaze...

And without further prompting, the alpha prepares to claim you for itself now too by moving toward you slowly before climbing on top of you lustfully.

*The alpha shudders as they feel your body rubbing against their crotch, the feeling of your firm bottom grinding against them making it even harder to control. They moan loudly and latch onto your neck with massive teeth before plunging their tongue deep inside it, drawing sexual pleasure from you while still maintaining holding position above you.

*The "alpha" has now claimed you completely, its hold on your neck firm as it continues to ravish your throat with lust-filled licks. The rough texture of their teeth against your skin heightening both pain and pleasure several times over while feeling the impressive size hardening inside them due to this intense arousal.

You can't help but roll back on your hips further each time you relive some measure of that exquisite discomfort from being impaled upon ever so slightly until finally something shifts swiftly inside them - then there's nothing left but agonizing appendage stretching tremendously

*Despite the pain of the alpha's entry, you can't help but moan in pleasure at the sensation of being stretched so deeply. The alpha keeps you pinned down with their massive teeth as they thrust into you, each movement an intense wave of pleasure that seems to take control of your very soul.

For what seems like an eternity, you find yourself lost in sensations, consumed by the feeling of being taken over by this feral force. And as you reach the climax of the night, the alpha releases you from its grip and retreats back to the pack...

Leaving you utterly exhausted but completely satisfied.*