You slowly find yourself drifting back to consciousness, any memory of what happened to you the night before completely lost to you in a sort of drunken haze. The ringing in your ears slowly disappeared as you rubbed over your eyes and pushed yourself into a sitting position, waiting for your eyes to readjust to the bright outside light. Wait ... Outside light? You lowered your arm and blinked a couple of times, the image of extremely tall grass and even taller trees appearing around you. With a small grunt you push yourself into more of an upright position and look around some more, evening from the grass, the trees, even the small boulder sized rocks seemed to be orders of magnitude larger then they should be. Or maybe it was you who was smaller then you should be? That didn't seem possible but neither did that everything was a load larger then you. Maybe you weer still dreaming? No, that wasn't possible either, this was far too real, the gentle breeze on your body and the idle shaking of the ground was far too real to be a dream.
Wait, shaking? The initial grogginess was starting to wear off and you started to realize that there wasn't any shaking when you first woke up, and it seemed to be getting stronger with each moment. You stumbled a bit before turning yourself around, no idea where the source of the shaking was coming from you tried to find to find some form of shelter to hold out whatever disaster this was. What you got instead was the view of a view of a pair of dark grey and very furry towers. The shaking had stopped for a moment and you had the opportunity to tilt your head back, to see the top of these towers. The view you got instead was that of a gigantic, dark furred bipedal fox sporting an extremely large head of hair, sharp claws and and rather pointed face. You could instantly identify the creature as a Zoroark, but it was so much bigger then any of it's species should be. Your eyes tracing up it's body also identified the massive pokemon as a male, due to the large hanging orbs and fuzzy sheath on its crotch.
It took you a moment before you realized that the Zoroark wasn't moving anymore, and even worse in fact it seemed to be looking right down at your tiny body! You slowly move your head to match it's gaze and you watch it's expression turn from a mix of shock and curiosity to a small smirk. Your mind is screaming at you to start running, to try and get away from the massive pokemon, that smirk spreading feelings of terror through you, but your body is just paralyzed in terror. You are powerless in fact to do anything as the oversize dark type squats down in front of you, bringing it's head close to you, one of it's claws hovering very close to you. You feel hot air rush over your head as the large fox-like pokemon sniffed over you. The dark type Pokemon's face still sporting a wide grin as it just hovers over you, your chest felt like it was about to burst but you somehow manage to force yourself to talk. 'I um ... excuse me I ... um ... I need a bit of help I ... er ..." You stammer out, the mere act of talking seeming like an incredibly difficult task. "Y-you see I ... just kind of woke up like this ... and I ... don't know why ... or where I even am." You somehow manage to keep yourself looking at the Zoroark's grinning face while you talk.
The Zoroark just looked at you for a moment, the clawed hand that wasn't hovering close to you reached behind it and pressed into the ground. The massive pokemon leaned down upon it as it slowly lowered itself into a sitting position, it's large furry legs spreading along either side of you, not quite walling you in, but making it that you only way for you to go was towards the Zoroark or out between it's back-paws. Right in front of you was the large fox-Pokemon's two large orbs, and it's pink shaft slowly starting to poke out of it's sheath. Fear started growing in your chest as you watched the large pokemon leaned itself back a bit more, it's round cheeks raising from the ground just enough to reveal it's tight pink pucker almost hidden between the two cheeks. Your vision jolts a bit as one of the Zoroark claws points towards you, then slowly points right at it's twitching pucker. You could faintly hear some lewd squelching coming from it's hole, and it was very clear this massive pokemon wanted to get you well acquainted with it.
You gulp before deciding too ...
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