Double-teamed by Rocket dick

You know you should get up and run after Blue but instead you stay seated in the dirt, frozen in fear. The grunts recall their respective Rattata and Ekans before sauntering up to you.

"Well then," the first grunt smirks as he steps up to you. "At least we know now how you got this," he comments as he tugs lightly on your collar. "Betcha this dumb bitch couldn't beat a fucking Magikarp." Your face goes red, resenting the implication that you're that bad of a trainer. You can't actually argue with him, though, considering you've gotten trounced in every single Pokemon battle you've participated in and ended up Blue's Sex **** the very day you started your Pokemon journey.

Blue has abandoned you, though, and you find yourself at the mercy of these two thugs. "Well, what do you want from me?" you manage to defiantly spit out at them.

"You just lost that battle," the second grunt pipes up, a wicked grin on his face. "And you know what that means. Your friend abandoned you, so that means you're our little bitch now." Though you should have fully expected this, your eyes still go wide when he fishes his cock out of his black pants. You eye his depressingly below-average pecker for a bit but are cut short as he grabs the back of your head and forces you down on him. His entire length fits comfortably in your mouth as you grab his thighs trying to get good enough leverage to satisfy him.

No wonder he joined Team Rocket, you think to yourself as you cannot help but compare his member to the one you were sucking down less than an hour ago. Your cunt moistens at the thought of Blue's cock, but you shut your eyes and try to focus on the task directly in front of you. The last thing you want is to leave a member of Team Rocket upset at you for an unsatisfying blowjob. For the next several minutes you focus only on that, hoping that they will let you go after he cums.

You are so focused on the grunt in front of you, however, that you don't even see the other one circle around behind you until you feel him suddenly and forcefully pulling your shorts down. By the time you can react, your shorts and panties are around your knees, and when you do try to turn around to protest his actions your head is grabbed yet again and your mouth is **** back down on the dick in front of you. You're left only able to moan muffled protests as your hips are grabbed from behind, pulling your legs out from under you and forcing you on all fours. Once you are brought off balance like this, you lose all control of the pace of your blowjob. Your arms collapse around the grunt's thighs to prop you up, only further forcing you down on his cock. The best you can do is focus on working your tongue nicely as your mouth is **** up and down by the two hands tightly gripping you by the hair.

Your **** deepens as you feel a pair of rough fingers poking around your folds, spreading your wetness all over your crotch. "Damn slut is practically asking for it," the grunt behind you cackles as he teases you. You wish you could give him a witty retort and tell him that you don't want him to fuck you but your continued panicked moans only urge him on more. You mentally prepare for what you know is inevitable as your folds continue to be fondled and teased. You can only hope that the grunt behind you has a penis as unimpressive as the grunt in front.

Your hopes are soon dashed when you feel his cock begin to press against your slick hole. Though your tunnel has been well-primed, his thickness has a difficult time pressing into you. You moan into the grunt's pubic hair as you feel the other assailant's tip slowly spread you open. Inch after inch steadily pushes into you, piercing your virginity and splitting your guts in a way you've never experienced before. When his hips finally make contact with your ass he holds himself there for a moment, taking the opportunity to grab both your arms. As you reluctantly give him control of your arms he pulls them back, getting a tight grip on each of your wrists and using them as leverage to hold you in place. Once he's satisfied with his control over your body he begins slowly sliding out of you before plunging in again, quickly settling into a steady pace that is quite slow due to your tightness.

For a few more minutes you are abused at both ends, at the complete mercy of these Rocket peons as they use you for their pleasure. The grunt in front eventually gives out first, however, pulling out of your mouth and spraying several thick blasts of cum across your face and in your hair. With your upper body finally free, the grunt behind you pulls even harder on your wrists, pulling you up and back and forcing his cock even deeper inside you. Your **** change in posture lets you look up at your assailant for the first time since the group-fucking began, and you get a little scared at the glint you see in his eyes. His smug smile betrays he is thinking of something more than just enjoying your weak, cum-splattered body get fucked by his friend.