Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Arcanine watched his trainer leave with sad, confused eyes. What was his purpose here? He didn't belong in a place like this. Nurse Joy heaved him into a crate, and wheeled him out into the enclosures. She opened the door with a rusty creaaaak, indicating it had not been used in a while. Arcanine bolted through the door faster than it could open all the way, streaking across the grass and scrambling behind a tree, afraid of what was to come. Then he smelled something. Other pokemon. Some female, most in heat. He crinkled his nose, laying down on the grass and trying to get a grip on what his trainer dumped him here for.
Ninetails swiveled her head around, her tails wagging, spreading the scent of her heat throughout the pasture. This was her first heat, and she was craving cock like she never knew she could. She looked around desperately, trying to find a suitable partner. Her swollen vulva was throbbing, begging to be used.
Ninetails swiveled her head around, her tails wagging, spreading the scent of her heat throughout the pasture. This was her first heat, and she was craving cock like she never knew she could. She looked around desperately, trying to find a suitable partner. Her swollen vulva was throbbing, begging to be used.