(Note: The content regarding Garchomp contains elements of the male lead cuckolding [NTR] Cynthia.)
As Cynthia's ace, Garchomp was inherently extremely competitive and possessed a very strong sense of honor. A temperament like this was the easiest to fall for Lorze's provocation. Without a second word, she took her stance and threw herself into the next round of training.
Little did she know that behind her back, where she couldn't see, Lorze was secretly laughing: Isn't this going perfectly smoothly?
The pitiful Garchomp merely fought with all her might, completely unaware that she was already being played in the palm of Lorze's hand, stepping step-by-step into the trap he had meticulously designed for her.
When Garchomp was completely exhausted, that would be the moment Lorze violated her.
By then, Garchomp was sweating like rain, and her muscles had become sore from the increasingly intense training. But she still persisted and sparred with every single one of Lorze's Pokémon. This gauntlet battle had indeed drained all her stamina—though Suicune, who went last, had actually gone easy on her.
"Truly impressive, as expected of Champion Cynthia's Garchomp."
Facing Lorze's applause, the oblivious Garchomp still looked smug, putting her claws on her hips and raising her head high. She looked particularly proud, as if to say: Well, isn't that obvious!
But anyone with discerning eyes could see that Garchomp was already exhausted and even seemed a bit unsteady on her feet.
"To thank Ms. Garchomp for her guidance, I have also prepared a small gift, hehe~"
Garchomp was still anticipating what gift Lorze would give her, but unexpectedly, this guy boldly approached her. With a lecherous look on his face, he sniffed the body scent lingering on her, and even reached out to touch the skin of her body!
"Roar!"
Even though he was a human male, Garchomp felt as if she had suffered some kind of sexual harassment and molestation. Thus, she let out an angry roar: You bastard... what are you randomly touching!
"I was thinking, Ms. Garchomp has always been fighting and slaughtering under Champion Cynthia, so your sex life must be severely lacking, right? I was certain of this the very first moment I laid eyes on Ms. Garchomp."
With him saying this, Garchomp suddenly realized: Yeah, her sex life was indeed lacking. The usual battle training was fine when it was tight; when she was tired, she couldn't care less about it. But once she rested, she couldn't stand the loneliness. At her age, she was as hungry as a wolf and tiger, yet she could only finger herself with her claws, which simply couldn't satisfy her.
Garchomp's reaction clearly showed Lorze had hit the mark. But wouldn't it be too humiliating to admit it now? So she could only remain stubborn, though her momentum was noticeably weaker.
"Roar..." (So what, it's none of your business!)
However, Lorze curled his lips, pushing his luck by pressing his body face-to-face against Garchomp. Wrapping his arm around her sturdy yet sexy slim waist, he brazenly began to cop a feel of Garchomp!
Such close contact indeed allowed her rough skin to sting Lorze, but he still thoroughly enjoyed this feeling.
"Roar!? You damn pervert, get the hell off me!"
Garchomp tried to push Lorze away very angrily, only to find that she truly couldn't muster any strength at all. How could this be! Lorze's strength wasn't small to begin with, coupled with the enhancement of his psychic powers and Garchomp's waning stamina, she now seemed unable to resist him.
Only now did Garchomp realize she seemed to have been trapped: Something's wrong!
Having acted as a sparring partner for Lorze's Pokémon all afternoon, Garchomp suddenly found she had no strength left. Meanwhile, Lorze took advantage of her weakness, finally baring his fierce, greedy fangs—
"Hehehe, since you can't release your sexual desires while staying with Ms. Cynthia, let me satisfy Ms. Garchomp❤!"
Saying so, Lorze violently pushed Garchomp down onto the grass. After a burst of rustling sounds, Lorze pinned Garchomp down in a man-on-top position!
"Roar-ugh!?"
As a strong woman, Garchomp usually trampled others beneath her claws and ruthlessly humiliated them. There weren't many times she was pinned beneath someone like this, not to mention at such a close distance where they could mutually sense each other's body temperature and skin...
With their eyes meeting, greedy lust had already been transmitted to Garchomp through Lorze's gaze. The craving look in Lorze's eyes and his current ambiguous actions seemed to awaken the female instincts buried deep in her bones. A sudden flutter arose in Garchomp's heart, an urge to simply submit to Lorze right then and there.
But coming back to her senses, Garchomp immediately felt it was incredibly absurd: why would she develop such feelings? She was currently being raped!
"Roar, roar!"
Garchomp roared in resistance, unwillingly twisting her torso, completely unaware that to Lorze, this looked as cute as her acting spoiled.
"Mmh-nn❤, mmh-nn❤..."
Lowering his head, Lorze intimately kissed and nuzzled Garchomp's neck. Her rough skin almost scraped his lips raw. Though her neck wasn't as delicate, moist, or smooth as other women's, Lorze still thoroughly enjoyed the sensation. Letting Garchomp's powerless sharp claws beat against his back, Lorze merely treated her resistance as flirting.
Moreover... Garchomp's chest was extremely plump. Even through a layer of hard, rough scales, he could feel the soft breast meat. Lorze wore a wicked smirk as he fondled, kneaded, and stimulated them, unable to put them down. It seemed that even for a fully armored Garchomp covered in scales, the giant breasts used for nursing were a vulnerable spot on her body.
"Hah-ugh❤, roar-woo❤..."
The two sensitive milky spheres were played with by Lorze until it even felt somewhat comfortable. Garchomp's angry roars gained a few traces of soul-melting, coquettish sweet pants and moans. This made her blush with shame, while Lorze felt his sexual desire surge, his thoughts of rape growing even stronger.
As their bodies made increasingly intimate contact and pressed together, the long-suppressed sexual desire exploded in Garchomp's heart like a bomb. Her body temperature rapidly rose, becoming incredibly hot. At this moment, it was as if she stood on a precarious cliff; just one more step forward and she would plunge into the abyss of sex addiction.
"Hiss-roar❤..."
The unbearable itchiness in her lower body and the intense craving for sexual intercourse invaded her reason. The female musk surging from the mother dragon's lewd hole had already been caught by Lorze: the signals released by the body were far more honest than words. If not now, when?
Lorze continued to knead Garchomp's perfectly round, massive breasts with one hand, while his other hand reached between her thighs toward her lewd hole, which was overflowing with love nectar. Continuously teasing her moist, swollen lips caused Garchomp's body to spasm and twitch repeatedly, and the sharp claws on her feet curled up from the pleasure...
"Hehehe, your small hole is already a wet, sloppy mess. It seems you want it so badly, don't you? Does Cynthia know you look like such a slut? Let me have a good taste~"
"No, no... you bastard! Get the hell off me!"
Her previous arrogance was no more; the current Garchomp merely let out hysterical, futile protests. But this level of resistance couldn't stop Lorze at all—he was now a beast in heat too!
"Hehehe, I'm coming in❤~"
The incredibly thirsty Lorze roughly pried apart Garchomp's muscular, plump legs. Gripping his meat rod, he pressed it against the moist, thick, and soft clitoris between her thighs, slowly rubbing it. It seemed he was brewing and waiting for a good moment to drive straight in. However... even now, when his glans occasionally poked the mother dragon's exquisite clitoral hood, it still made her tremble wildly as if electrocuted. It even caused the melon-like massive breasts sprawled on her body to jiggle up and down, dead-locking Lorze's gaze.
"No, no❤... woo❤..."
Garchomp had hoped her body would be a bit more resilient at a time like this, allowing her will to conquer her instincts. But things went contrary to her wishes. The itchy meat-petals between her legs, stimulated by lust, involuntarily expanded and opened their lewd lips, as if welcoming Lorze's violation.
How could the highly focused Lorze let such an opportunity slip by? Almost the instant he felt Garchomp's small hole open, he gave a fierce thrust, smoothly sending his ferocious glans into the hole.
"Ugh-woo❤! Roar❤..."
The insertion of the rosy glans and half the meat rod scraped against the sensitive vaginal meat walls. Garchomp's slutty, enchanting sweet pants made Lorze even more excited. He pumped his waist with more effort, sending his meat rod deeper, his "dragon head" continuously slamming against Garchomp's hole-meat, fucking her until she howled.
"Hiss-ha, hiss-ha... what an amazing little hole❤..."
Garchomp's dragon hole was both tight and hot, and right now, it was hungrily and tightly wrapping around Lorze's inserted meat rod, squeezing it. The touch of the soft, tender, yet incredibly strong vaginal meat inside was completely different from the hard scales on the surface of her skin! This contrast made Lorze throw his head back, baring his teeth in pure ecstasy.
Continuing to thrust deeper while holding up Garchomp's two sexy, strong, and beautiful legs, the hard glans suddenly hit a layer of flexible resistance, and Garchomp's face suddenly twitched a bit.
Could this be... Garchomp's hymen? Lorze's eyes instantly lit up, making him even more excited than before!
He truly hadn't expected that this tough-on-the-outside Garchomp was actually still a virgin. This was an unexpected harvest. No wonder her reaction was so intense—it was her first time.
He just wondered if the intimately close Cynthia and Garchomp would finger each other's pussies when their sexual desires were aroused?
Regardless, lesbians have no future anyway. As for Garchomp's virginity, he would unceremoniously claim it for himself~
"Hehe-roar~"
It was true that as a Dragon-type Pokémon, Garchomp had a very robust physique and extremely hard muscles, and the flexibility of her hymen was much stronger. But compared to a diamond hole or the like, this was child's play. Lorze broke her virginity very smoothly.
"Ugh-woo-woo-woo❤!"
The pain of her hymen tearing caused crystal-clear tears to shoot directly from Garchomp's eyes. These tears seemed to make her originally fierce face look much more charming and alluring, making one unable to resist wanting to hold her in their palms. Lorze was very satisfied with this pitiful, battle-damaged appearance of Garchomp.
At the same time, deep red blood flowed out from the gap where their sexual organs joined. At least in this moment, Garchomp's body belonged to him.
The excitement of deflowering Garchomp and cuckolding (NTR) Cynthia stacked together, magnified infinitely under the immoral thrill of an illicit rape. The physical pleasure and mental satisfaction filled Lorze's heart simultaneously, as if fueling his pumping to become even more vigorous.
The sticky love nectar secreted from the vaginal meat walls and the crimson blood of her first time soaked and lubricated Lorze's meat rod. Like a fish in water, the massive sexual organ could now effortlessly push open the narrow, tight meat walls to pound deeper into the hidden path. It curiously and greedily explored the secrets inside Garchomp's body, the secrets of reproduction between lifeforms...
Garchomp's passage was indeed a bit larger than that of a regular wife, but this space still couldn't accommodate Lorze's full scrotum. After all, his egg-balls were just as majestic as his meat rod. He couldn't stuff the two testicles hanging beneath the base of his big cock inside along with it, which Lorze actually felt quite regretful about.
"Ugh❤! Not there, hah-woo❤!"
Finally, the stiff glans pressed against Garchomp's cervix. In that instant, the mother dragon's heroic eyes rolled back, almost revealing a slutty ahegao face. Unfortunately, her remaining rationality pulled her back, leaving her just panting heavily with lust.
Garchomp felt as if her consciousness no longer belonged to her: My body has become so strange. Is this the feeling of sex? An indescribable taste, yet I involuntarily want to yield to it, want more of it. It's completely different from when Cynthia and I play with each other...
In short, Lorze just pinned Garchomp beneath him and raped her. Regardless of her willingness, their sexual organs were already tightly joined together and inseparable.
"Hiss-ha❤, hiss-ha❤..."
The massive meat rod stuffed Garchomp's slutty meat hole full, at the same time filling the endless emptiness from before. Garchomp, being forcibly mounted by Lorze, felt as if countless entangled hands were pulling her into the abyss, and she could only let her body and mind descend into carnal lust.
To Lorze, having sexual intercourse with his crotch touching Garchomp's was like experiencing a duality of ice and fire: inside the hole was the incredibly refreshing sensation of his semen being squeezed out, while outside the hole was the intense stinging sensation produced by contact with her rough skin. He occasionally noticed his skin turning red—not a blush from accelerated blood circulation due to excitement, but his skin literally being scratched by her small spikes. The feeling was not pleasant.
But Lorze didn't care, because he treated this itchiness and stinging as part of the sexual pleasure as well. He wasn't even satisfied with the current physical contact and wanted to entwine with Garchomp even more intimately and passionately. Enduring the pain of the friction against his skin, he hugged Garchomp and copulated fiercely.
The "smack smack" meat sounds of their crotches colliding, accompanied by the mother dragon's resistant yet sensitive moans, rang endlessly in the ears. Reflecting this sound that sparked infinite imagination were Lorze's intense, frantic movements: the massive meat rod madly chiseled into the muscular, hot hole.
Every time a thrust hit the mother dragon's uterus, Garchomp would tremble wildly and scream lewdly without stopping. Lorze's movements were a mix of brutality and gentleness; the barbarity of his giant root pounding hard was a conquest of females, while the gentleness of his physical contact provided them with a sense of security.
These two styles combined perfectly. With such a balance of hardness and softness, there wasn't a female who wouldn't sink into it, who wouldn't enjoy sexual intercourse with Lorze. Even the slutty Garchomp had to admit that Lorze's fucking made her feel incredibly comfortable and amazing...