Seedy Hookups

Finding new connections in a new town is one of life’s many challenges. Fortunately, many modern conventions exist to relieve the stress of finding people. Applications, websites, or even just meeting up in a club. Unfortunately, even those don’t guarantee success. And so, a vaporeon was sitting in a club, drinking some drinking, surrounded by others, yet he felt alone as ever.

Ampère was definitely hurting. It was a mistake to come to just a standard club. He couldn’t do anything but stare hopelessly at the other guys in the club, most of them seemingly paired off. The few that were single seemed above him, or at least he thought so. That linoone seems ho-- oh, taken. Maybe that goodra…? Who am I kidding, he’s a dragon-type. A scizor… auuugh, taken.

Strolling his mind across each possible love interest, he didn’t pay any attention to someone approaching from behind. Something tapped his shoulder sharply, causing him to flinch and turn around. Behind him was a black-headed, lizard-like pokemon. Ampère needed a moment to recall the species but eventually blurted, “Heliolisk!”

The heliolisk stared at him with a rather quizzical expression and said, “Well, yes, but most people call me Youta.”

The vaporeon nodded hard. “Ri-Right, sorry. Sor-- um,” readjusting to better talk to the guy behind him, “What’s up?”

Youta smiled and said, “Well, it seems to me that you’re pretty lonely over here. Everyone else seems to be having a good time, even the singles.”

He briefly turned his head to scan the crowd yet again. “Yeah, I just-- new in town, you know?”

“No, I get it. Not to mention that you’re a bit selective, ain’t ya?”

“I--”

“I was watching you watching others! Just the guys, none of the ladies out here.”

Ampère reddened a touch, shifting his gaze away from Youta’s eyes.

“Nothing wrong with that! Myself, I can swing any direction. And right now, the pendulum’s swinging in your favor,” he said, winking.

The water ‘mon looked back up again, turning his full attention to the stranger. Youta was a bit taller than what Ampère thought was normal for his species. Instead, he seemed about half a foot taller, though it still wasn’t a massive difference. Standing on his hind legs, Ampère was probably only a head shorter. Besides height, Youta definitely seemed handsome, and the abnormal red skin was striking.

Ampère finally responded, “You-- what?”

Youta rolled his eyes a bit and leaned forward, arms on the back of the chair. “There’s a hotel right above this club. I can get us a room, maybe have some fun?”

“Well… I was more looking for--”

“A relationship? Look, if you were here for that, you wouldn’t go to a club. Maybe a bar, or just use one of the online services.”

Scratching the back of his head, Ampère supposed the heliolisk was right. A club isn’t really made for new connections, exactly.

“By the by, I don’t think I’ve gotten your name quite yet.”

“My-- oh! I’m Ampère.”

“Like the elec-”

“Yes.”

“Though you’re a vaporeon, not a jolteon or anything.”

“Well, I was once an eevee with choices. And my parents had certain hopes, but screw ‘em.”

Youta straightened up and said, “So, young guy like you, out here alone in a club… New in town?”

The vaporeon sighed. “Yes. Switched cities and here I am.”

Youta smiled again and said, “Fine by me! I’ll have to show you a good time if I’m your first sight of the city.” He walked to the side of the chair and pulled Ampère up by his paws, dragging him into a kiss. With the vaporeon still rather dreamily dazed, Youta walked him out of the club, heading to one of the elevators in the lobby.

*/^\*

Youta already had a room prepared. He was clearly very confident, and Ampère swooned into his charisma easily. The heliolisk opened the door and gestured him in, bowing as he did. The blue ‘mon blushed as he trotted in, taken aback by the gentlemanly gesture. The room was a fairly average hotel room, but it still held a certain atmosphere. As he reached the bed, Ampère turned around to face Youta once more.

The lizard was showing off now, with his neck frill flaring up a bit. It made him look all that much bigger than he already was, no doubt his intention to the smaller vaporeon. Ampère’s gaze naturally scanned downwards but was stuck again at another intimidating sight. He was definitely well endowed, not once but twice over. His members had grown quickly and stiffly in some time between entering the room and reaching the bed. They were as red as the scales on his belly and intimidating like the frill.

Ampère fumbled for words while the heliolisk simply walked past him and took a seat at the edge of the bed. “I know, I know,” he said coolly. “It’s a pretty unique sight for most. But don’t be overwhelmed! Just treat it as twice the fun.” Scanning a touch further down, there was a noticeable lack of balls. Youta answered quickly by patting his groin, just above the tips of his erect cocks. “Those are inside. I’m sure you’re already intimidated enough,” he said, grinning.

Not quite intimidated, but more towards awe. He didn’t even know where to begin, really. Holding the twin shafts in each hand, he directed them towards Ampère. “Pick a dick, any one! You’ll get the same thing either way…” The vaporeon considered them with some nervousness, that he might do something wrong. Youta watched with some amusement and a bit of anticipation.

He settled for his right, the one closest to him. He didn’t have much in the way of experience, but the heliolisk seemed pretty fine with whatever he was doing. He knew the basics, at least. His tongue greeted the pointy head with a lick, causing it to quiver. Looking up at Youta again, he seemed ready to ride out whatever pleasure was in store. Ampère turned his focus back on the task at hand, suckling and massaging on as much of the length as he could.

While Youta enjoyed the blowjob as much as anyone, it wasn’t the main event of the night. No, he had much bigger plans in mind for the two of them. Ampère continued sucking for a bit, getting a surprising amount of enjoyment out of pleasing his one-night stand. As the lizard came closer to climax, he solved the mystery of the twin penises by managing to cram both of them in his mouth. As he deep-throated and prepared to swallow what would no doubt be much more cum than usual, he felt Youta grab the back of his head. Not that he could go much deeper, but just to rock on with the convulsions of the orgasm.

Nothing came. A physical reaction, yes, but no ropes of hot, white cum were forced down his throat. Youta maintained his grip as he came back down to baseline, while Ampère was confused. Did he do something wrong? A few moments later, bolts of electricity seemed to be ejaculated into the vaporeon, paralyzing him on the spot. Youta released his hand, allowing Ampère to simply fall off his cocks and onto the carpet.

The red lizard leaned over the edge of the bed, staring down at the powerless pokemon lying on the floor. He grinned the same grin as ever, though the situation made it seem more menacing. Picking up the water dog, he hung loosely in his arms, despite being fully conscious. Ampère groaned dazedly, recovering from the jolt. The lizard’s tail came around to the front of his body, tightly wrapping up the vaporeon and freeing his hands. Youta simply said, “Now for part two.”

His still-erect members seemed to somehow grow even larger from before. Knowing how to treat them properly, Youta stroked both with finesse and much more arousal than before. Tapping on Ampère’s forehead with the tip of his tail, he asked, “Amp? You there?” The vaporeon groaned, looking down to see a massive pair of penes and briefly wondering if he was shrunk somehow. But looking up with what little strength he had, he saw that the heliolisk was still at normal size.

“Y-Youta,” he mumbled, “What’s going on…?”

Before answering, he maneuvered the vaporeon’s tailfin into the slit of his left cock, nearly folding it as the actual tail itself entered. He shuddered much more than before and said, “Well, it’s pretty simple actually. You see, except for a few months in the year, I actually don’t produce cum! Biological restrictions.” He continued to work the tail in while talking, though Ampère was unaware of what was happening below due to the restricted visibility and numbness. “So I figured out a way to work around that.

“By sort of… well, eating somebody-- with my dick, not my mouth-- I found out they transform into fresh cum! Pretty convenient!”

Ampère murmured something about not understanding. In the meantime, his toes were just starting to slip into the slit, though he had yet to recover feeling that far down. Youta continued with his story as he continued to ease down his prey. “The first time was an accident, but I was so glad to discover it. It was this aipom, I think… can't remember their gender, even! But man, that was an amazing handjob.

“I was off-season, but they kept trying anyway. Eventually they slipped or something and my cock just swallowed them up. It felt incredible, and then getting to actually orgasm? Fucking. Ecstatic.”

With a nostalgic clench, Ampère suddenly became aware of his body being halfway down a shaft. He still couldn't see it past the coiled tail around his chest, but he could faintly feel wet walls and precum in his fur. As he started trying to twist out, he asked, “Why me…?”

Youta chuckled a bit. “Well for starters, nobody's gonna miss you, eh? I don't think you'll mind being churned into cum either. It's not really painful from my understanding! Just a better use of you. Because the second reason is that I'm not going to actually fuck any fucking quad-ped. I mean, c’mon.”

The vaporeon, starting to shake off the paralysis, grew rather dark. “You're scum, you know that? A real piece of shit.”

With the same friendly grin that Ampère fell in love with earlier, Youta responded, “No, I think it's you that's gonna be scum.” With a clench and a schlurp, Amp was in up to his shoulders. Suddenly, but only half-unexpectedly to the lizard, he dropped his solid form entirely. It was an attempt to cut his losses and at least partially slip out of the tail’s grip. Unfortunately, it was a mistake.

In the next several seconds, Ampère ended up consumed entirely. The tail had been coiled so tightly that, as water, the vaporeon slid down his scales, shapelessly into his slit. It was an exceptionally strange sensation for Youta, feeling the liquid run down his shaft. He quivered as he did, then gasped when Amp tried to resolidify. Unfortunately, it was far too late. He was curved upwards, crushed somewhat in the tight bend, and pulled up into the heliolisk’s balls.

Youta sat on the hotel bed panting. His middle squirmed with his snack, securely tucked away in his internal nads. Scales bulged only just, noticeable at close range but not otherwise. He huffed, overcome with pleasure and anticipation that wasn't quite satisfied. His twin members pulsated as he clutched the nuts beneath his flesh, kneading into their passenger. “Hff… hff… it should be pretty comfortable in there right? Almost your natural environment since you're already water.”

While he was teased from beyond, Ampère was fighting to get out. He kicked and struggled against the smooth, fleshy walls that held him. Despite the dryness, it still reeked of cum, which was worsened by the heat of the sac as well. His resistance only seemed to stimulate the pokemon further, however. He could hear rather hot and bothered breathing, then a muffled, “You know for a moment, when you gave me that nasty look, I thought you were gonna do something.” Laughter vibrated around him as hands pressed into him from outside.

In a desperate attempt to somehow trick Youta, Ampère dropped his solidity again. He hoped that the liquid form would imitate being transformed into cum, whatever the hell that was supposed to feel like. Sensing the change of shape in his balls, the lizard pressed his hands into them. They sloshed around nicely, but it wasn't the right style. “Nice try Amp,” he said, “but I think you'll find that scum is a bit thicker than that.”

With a strange amount of difficulty, the vaporeon shifted back after a few minutes of trying to hold his bluff. When he tried to resume his normal struggling, he realized something was off. He felt sluggish and sticky. He couldn't see well in the darkness of flesh, but… his skin was brighter. His hind legs hadn't yet reformed…? “Youta! Let me out!”

With a breathy chuckle he said, “Oh I will, believe me.” He took a sharp breath and continued, “Maybe into that lucario back out there… or that goodra, maybe. Add some more goo to her, eh?” His prey didn't respond to his joke, too busy trying to resist involuntarily melting. “Well… you'll find out firsthand soon enough.”

Over the next few minutes, the heliolisk continued to maintain his level of arousal while his internal nads continued to break down its prey into homogeneous milky white cum. Pre started to leak from both cocks as the transformation finished up, signifying that they were done and even overflowing a bit. Just to confirm, Youta kneaded his paunchy middle again, feeling the creamy leftovers of the vaporeon. Just the right consistency.

As he stood up to leave, he noticed the room around him. The hotel’s furnishings were rather nice. The bed was still made and the paint on the walls was uniform, without signs of damage or such. Youta looked down at his drooling dicks, smaller than before but still erect. They wanted release now, even if it'd mean missing out on more quality action. He considered his options and simply started to grin. “Sorry about this, Ampy, but I'm afraid I'm just gonna have to waste you.”

Sitting back down on the bed, he seized both members with a hand each. They pulsed with anticipation before he even got to work, lubricating themselves. As he stroked them repeatedly, his breath started to grow shorter. He laid back on the bed, tongue lolling out, continuing to rub up and down. His frill started to puff up slightly, half of it pressed against the mattress.

Finally, he felt it. In the second wave, he felt it in his face as a rope of hot cum hit it and his frill. Then the climax turned up a notch, absolutely shooting splooge. The twin cocks helped to let out even higher volumes than would usually be possible at once. They gushed everywhere, ruining the sheets, pillows. Some managed to make its way to the walls and ceiling, repainting them. Cum landed into the floor, quickly soiling the carpet. Electronics were fried as gunk leaked into their insides. And of course, heliolisk batter ran all across his vibrant red scales, draping them with white.

Youta basked a bit in the afterglow of his mess. He lapped up a bit of spunk from his face, but for the most part the was far too much for a single person to ever clean. He smiled at the thought of a team of janitors having to come up and see this. His gut was back to being flat, his balls emptied except for a somewhat normal amount. Stretching, he sat back up and stepped onto the carpet. Feeling the sticky stuff on his skin and between his toes, he knew he’d have to shower before heading back down to the floor. The night was still young! He could churn up someone else for his fill.

*/^\*

Hotels always have very nice shower systems. At least, the ones he frequented. Probably one of Youta’s favorite parts of doing this. As he stepped back out into the room, it was dark. A faint smell of smoke suggested the lights had been burnt out by his episode. He simply smiled a bit and tried to use the light from the bathroom to navigate across the wrecked bedroom. Unfortunately, it proved difficult to avoid his own mess.

Some still-wet vaporeon got on one of his toes, causing him to immediately recoil away from the disturbance. He was over being bathed in his own seminal fluids. He just wanted to leave the room and find a new load. As he supported himself on the TV’s drawer and attempted to pick off the offending substance, a gob plopped down onto his shoulder. He groaned loudly, putting his foot back down and moving to wipe off his shoulder. The another glob of his jizz landed squarely on his head. He muttered a swear, looking up at the ceiling and letting it run down his back.

On the ceiling there was… something. A tangible shape, made of amassed cum. Youta twisted his head a bit, squinting to get a better look. The mass then dropped on him wholly, smothering his head and knocking him to the ground. He sputtered against the carpet, trying to lift himself up but finding it exceedingly difficult. His hands tried to scoop the splooge from his head, but it was also almost immovable. Wetness started to creep up around his sides, though he couldn’t see what it was at all.

The heliolisk braced his feet against the ground, digging in claws and trying to pull his head out. Quickly, he found his grip becoming much less solid, almost melting beneath his feet. His claws slipped, slinging bits of seed across the room. His entire body felt soaking wet, but in a horribly thick and sticky manner. He internally thanked Arceus he wasn’t furred, but it was little comfort for whatever the hell his current predicament was.

He shouted out into the emptiness of his room, “Is anyone there?! What’s happening?” Nothing answered and he felt his legs start to involuntarily flex. They were curling up, shifting him into an awkward raised rump position. His tail flopped helplessly, the only part of him still dry in any significant amount. “Hey! Is it…” He tried to recall who was downstairs that might’ve followed him up. “That goodra chick? Hey, I’m not really into this… slime stuff like this.” There was no answer, but he heard some sort of bubbling gurgle.

The heliolisk seemed encased by what he presumed was his cum. He wasn’t sure how or why this has happened, but the feeling, smell, and what he could see seemed to confirm his beliefs. What was especially confusing was just how or why his body curled up on its… own? Retrying an older strategy, he simply tried to flail. The surroundings simply shook with him, obeying their own physics. He couldn’t push a hand through the walls and his claws seemed to only scoop a very slight and unending amount of semen.

More sounds started to come from around him. Glorps and burbles, but they were quickly clearing up into something else. From directly above him Youta could hear loud gurgles, then a hacking cough, and finally sick-sounding laughter. “Who’s there?!” he shouted, desperate to know what in the hell was going on.

The voice laughed some more, sputtering as it did. Finally a rather thick voice said, “I think it’s,” coughing, “you that’s gonna be scum.”

Youta needed a moment to remember the voice, but only a moment. “Ampère?!”

“In the… well, not flesh.”

Quickly coming up with a cover for the unexpected survivor Youta said, with relief in his voice, “Oh man, I’m so glad you survived! You know, most people, they don’t make it through that move in one piece, y’know? But I felt a connection to you, I knew you would. I-I would like to try a relationship after this. Just you and I, we’d make a good couple, eh? Just need to get outta this… whatever.”

Ampère hesitated on the other side, considering the heliolisk’s words. There was nobody to see the vaporeon, who was illuminated somewhat by the bathroom’s light. He resembled a massive vanilla jelly bean, with a heliolisk’s tail coming out the back. The only signs of it being a vaporeon were the disproportionate vaporeon head and tail, with a ridge connecting the two. Amp slowly and carefully enunciated, “Nnnnno.”

“What do ya mean, no?”

“I koff mean that I’m not letting you go. Not after what you tried to do to me.”

“It was just a-”

“No, y-you listen to me now.” Amp ‘swallowed’ a glob of himself, trying to clear his throat. “Acid armor, turns out, has some pretty nice protections from fuckers that try to melt people into…” The vaporeon shuddered, not quite wanting to confront his form now. Was it permanent? Would he be able to revert to being more… water-based? He didn’t know. “I did black out for a bit but when you… jizzed me… out, I felt that. I was still alive! You could ulp could’ve just waited to fuck somebody, but noooo!”

Youta felt his tail start to be slurped up, sealing himself inside wherever he was. And with the vaporeon’s ranting, he had an uncomfortable idea of what this was and what was going to happen. “...so now you’re gonna get to,” Amp continued, interrupting himself to cough out cum, “feel what it’s like to melt down. E-Except, in my gut, instead of my nuts.”

The heliolisk was absolutely having none of it. “You little fucking twink! If you think you can digest me, you’ve got another thing coming.” Youta immediately resumed his struggles, trying his best to break through walls that seem like they should be rather gelatinous. But instead they bent like rubber or regenerated instantly to cuts. On the outside, Amp enjoyed his squirming gut. His tail wagged, and he started to see why some people might enjoy this sorta thing.

The vaporeon’s 'stomach’ made wet noises as its meal sloshed about in the increasingly treacherous sac. The predator-turned-prey was starting to imitate the goop around him, in consistency and color. As lively as his thrashing was, it also served to prevent him from realizing what was happening until it was far too late. His movements became sluggish, slowing down as his body turned into a thick sludge. Then the only thing left of him was pale redness in a pool of white.

Ampère coughed once more and finally cleared his throat with a belch. One of Youta’s spikes from his frill came out with it, bouncing across the carpet. Now alone except a sloshy belly, he considered his next course of action. He immediately thought about leaving but realized: The room was already paid for. He could probably stay here for a while, at least until he was finished actually digesting. The more concerning matter was his state of being.

But, that could be for another time. For now, Amp just wanted to snooze away his massive meal. His personal identity could be solved later. For now, he was still alive after a musky encounter with death and he had exacted revenge. And that was enough for him.