Its furry urethra throbbed, an open invitation to the parasites that lurked within the shadows.
A shadowy creature, part alien worm part tentacle, began to slide into the pokemon’s gaping peehole.
The pokemon's body contorted as the worm burrowed deeper, a new level of pleasure and pain washing over it.
Its eyes rolled back, caught in the throes of urethral vore, as its insides became a writhing nest.
The pokemon’s body pulsed, the alien worm visibly moving beneath its skin, stretching its furry urethra to its limits.
By now, the pokemon had fully embraced its new reality, its expression a mix of ecstasy and surrender.
Another creature, long and blue, its claws sharp and menacing, watched from the shadows. It knew its turn would come.
A drawing from Desbjust’s collection showed the pokemon’s transformation, a permanent record of its parasitic encounter.
It was then that the first traces of another parasitic antenn began to emerge from its flesh.
A single futa, equally aroused by the sight, watched as the pokemon’s transformation continued.
The culmination of days of torment and pleasure, all captured in vivid anime porn.
Its new form, a grotesque yet beautiful fusion of pokemon and alien, was now complete.