Liza, Tate, and Sableye by Imouto Kitten

Liza and Tate, the twin Gym Leaders of Mossdeep City brandished a pair 
of flashlights as they stepped foot into a darkened section of Shoal 
Cave. Erosion from the constantly shifting tides had recently caused one 
of the cave's many sandstone walls to crumble away, opening up new 
caverns for trainers to explore, and there had been a number of reports, 
mostly from young, inexperienced trainers, of the new area having 
Pokemon far more aggressive than the more thoroughly explored parts of 
the cave.

Normally, Steven Stone, the strongest trainer to come out of Mossdeep in 
living memory would be tasked with investigating such reports, but as 
the former Grand Champion of Hoenn was currently occupied elsewhere, 
leaving the Mystic Duo as the strongest trainers on the small Island, it 
fell to them to find and, if needed, neutralize the threat endangering 
local trainers.

As the pair journeyed deeper into the Darken Shoal, they spread out 
their psychic senses in hopes of detecting their quarry's minds before 
the beams of their flashlights illuminated their bodies, but all they 
could feel on their telepathic radar were the ever present Spheal, 
Zubat, and Tentacool with the occasional Snorunt far below or the 
occasional evolved pokemon watching over a nest of particularly young 
specimens of their unevolved form. Nothing unusual for Shoal Cave, and 
none of them with aggressive surface thoughts to indicate they would 
attack unprovoked.

'I'm starting to think those trainers were just crying Absol.' comments 
Liza telepathically to her brother.

'I think you're right.' replies Tate.

As the pair turn around to head back the way they came, a shared sense 
of having wasted their time settling over them, a pair of purple, 
semi-intangible hands emerge unnoticed from the sandy floor, and 
grabbing the psychics by the ankles of their back feet mid step, cause 
the twins to trip, both face planting hard in the sand and their 
flashlights flying out of their hands.

Pushing themselves up to their hands and knees, their gi muddy from the 
wet sand, Liza and Tate cry out mentally to each other, 'We're under 
attack!' but before they can reach for Solrock and Lunatone's pokeballs, 
additional spectral hands emerge from the ground to hold them in place 
by the ankles, knees, wrists, and elbows, leaving the youngest of 
Hoenn's gym leaders completely immobile. As the defenseless duo watch 
from their bound positions, more than a dozen small, bipedal figures 
emerge from the stone walls, sandy floor, and the shadows, the light 
from the dropped flashlights gleaming off their crystalline eyes and the 
rubies embedded in their chests.

'A Sableye swarm!' screams Liza telepathically, her mental voice thick 
with terror as she struggles to break the grip of the clawed hands 
holding her limbs.

'No wonder we couldn't sense them.' replies Tate, his thoughts nearly a 
whisper as he and his sister are surrounded by one of a psychic's worst 
nightmares. Sure, Sableye weren't that strong, but they were completely 
immune to mental attacks, and their ghostly nature effectively shutdown 
psychics with enough brute strength to deal with most other dark-types, 
and even weak pokemon could be dangerous in large numbers, especially if 
they managed to ambush a couple of human children before they could 
release any pokemon.

As the Sableye close in, the twins' terror spikes further as the limited 
light from the flashlights reveals that about half of the swarm, 
presumably all the males, are sporting crystalline spikes jutting from 
their crotches.

The reports had been vague, and disproportionately from female trainers, 
and Liza and Tate were starting to get an idea as to why... and their 
suspicions seem to be born out as two of the erect males break from the 
perimeter to approach the twins. Up close, the pair can make out the 
details of the darkness pokemon's pokepricks, both of them seeming to 
have a single, large crystal of amethyst emerging from their sheaths, 
their cocks the same rich purple as their velvety fur, the shafts 
hexagonal in cross-section and the tips coming to a point at the apex of 
a pyramid. They weren't very big by human standards, maybe 2 cm wide and 
10 cm long, but to the young trainers and on such small bodies, the 
literaly rock hard cocks looked quite intimidating even if those points 
proved not as sharp as they looked.

However, neither Liza norr Tate had long to examine the bit of unusual 
anatomy the Sableye usually kept hidden as the pair buried their clawed 
hands in the twin's navy lockes and attempt to stab their stony spikes 
down their throats. Liza and Tate try to keep their teeth clenched and 
their lips pursed to deny their captors what they want, but the Sableye 
simply pinch the twins' noses, and when the pair are forced to 
reflexively gasp for air, bury their amethyst shafts in the pair's 
throats, and with two fistfuls of hair each, the pair of Sableye proceed 
to face fuck the twin trainers as their fellows watch, the males 
wrapping a clawed hand around their own gemstone glands, and the ones 
without stony protrusions, clearly the females of the pack, scratching 
themselves between the legs.

Despite the unwillingness of their fellators, the pair of Sableye soon 
erupt in the twins' mouths, and unlike the globby, creamy texture of 
human seed, the Sableye's release is far grittier, as if made of fine 
sand suspended in oil, and as the twins try and fail not to gag on the 
stuff, their cheeks bulging as it oozes out around the sableye's shafts 
and coughing the remainder onto the sandy ground when the pair finally 
release them, they can see that the seed has a sheen reminiscent of 
mother of pearl, as if the pokemon's seed was literally made of millions 
of tiny, grain-sized pearls.

Liza and Tate barely have time to catch their breath before another pair 
of Sableye approach to take their turn having their crystalline cocks 
sucked. This pair take things slower, but any relief Liza and Tate feel 
from this is soon shattered as a third pair of male Sableye walk up 
behind them and pull down their pants, exposing the twins's tight, 
little butts and cute, little genitals to the cool, damp air of the 
cave.

The Sableye behind Liza seems to drool at the sight of her puffy, 
preteen pussy while the one behind Tate initially seems disappointed to 
discover that instead of a pair of cute girls, they've captured a cute 
girl and a boy cute enough to pass as a girl before waving over one of 
the females.

As the female positions herself in the gap between Tate's svelt body and 
the sandy cave floor, the male behind the immobilized boy starts 
stroking Tate to an erection, the boy's body responding just as the 
sableye desires despite the boy's unwillingness.

Once satisfied Tate is hard enough, the male sableye lines the boy's tip 
up with the female Sableye's opening before parting the boy's butt 
cheeks and pressing amethyst point to puckered anus and turning to his 
fellow who has been patiently waiting with his own tip poised to pop 
Liza's cherry. Unable to know what the Sableye are thinking, the twins 
have spent the time since being pantsed in terror of what their captors 
are going to do, and when the pair of Sableye finally hilt their rock 
hard erections in the twins, the one in Liza's virgin pussy, the other 
in Tate's equally virgin ass, neither making any attempt to prepare the 
twins' tight holes for penetration and not caring what they stab with 
the sharp points of their pricks, both trainers scream around their 
respective mouthfuls of crystal cock and bite down reflexively from the 
pain, made all the worse by the fact that it feels like Liza's rapist 
not only stabbed through her hymen, but her cervix as well, and pain 
unfortunately being one of the things the twins share through their 
telepathic bond. To make matters worse for the Mystic Duo, in addition 
to looking like amethyst, the sableye's cocks prove to be as hard as 
amethyst, both psychics chipping their teeth on the monolithic members 
in their mouths.

The sableye plucking his rosebud also forces Tate's preteen prick balls 
deep into the waiting female Sableye's snatch, the pokemon's vice-like 
tightness threatening to crush Tate's tender boyhood, especially since 
it feels like she has a number of hard, smooth stones lining the walls 
of her tight tunnel.

But as rough as the deflowering was, it is just the beginning of the 
twins' torment as their respective rapists start to relentlessly fuck 
their respective holes.

As the onlookers let out cries of encouragement, the quartet of males at 
the center of the developing orgy mercilessly spitroast their latest 
captives, the twins unable to formulate an escape plan with the mixture 
of pain and pleasure their rapists are inflicting upon them.

The Sableye in Tate's ass is the first to cum, and as she feels her 
brother's bowels being flooded with the oily, gritty seed, Liza recalls 
a little detail that makes her blood run cold... namely that Sableye 
belonged to the human-like egg group, a group named not only for their 
generally humanoid body plans, but for their ability to crossbreed with 
humans. Though still held down by what she can only assume are several 
Sableye phased into the ground, Liza starts to thrash in panic, the 
prospect of bearing her rapist's child making her forget just how 
helpless she'd be in a direct fight with a Sableye, Tate mirroring his 
sister's struggles,, the boy just as desperate to save his twin as she 
is to escape.

However, their struggles only serve to further stimulate their captives, 
the pair in front soon giving the twins their second taste of pokeseed 
as the female beneath Tate writhes in her own climax, ther gem-lined 
snatch nearly strangling Tate's tiny cock.

However, when the Sableye that had claimed Liza's virginity approaches 
his own climax, he suddenly withdraws his amethyst prick, spilling his 
pearly seed all over the backs of Liza's thighs instead of inside the 
young gym leader, much to her surprise.

However, Liza's relief that at least some of the sableye are only 
interested in getting off instead of breeding her is short lived as the 
sableye holding down her and Tate's arms rise out of the ground and 
force the twins upright, though keeping them kneeling at just the right 
height for the Sableye to access their human fucktoy's privates.

The spent Sableye step back only for a new trio of males and another 
female to step forward, two of the males claiming the twins asses, both 
trainers experiencing the pain of unprepared anal deflowering once more 
as Liza's last virgin hole is violated while the third male goes for 
sloppy seconds in Liza's tight twatty and the female squating over 
Tate's abused boyhood.

The twins aren't sure how much time passes as it seems like dozens of 
sableye step forward to take their turns squirting their seed in Liza or 
Tate's ass, fucking Liza's pussy only to spill their seed upon her 
thoroughly caked thighs or the sandy ground, and the females roughly 
milking Tate until his balls are completely spent and his battered 
boyhood is just one massive bruise.

Eventually, the Sableye seem to have their fill, depositing the twins on 
the sandy ground as they retreat to form a circular perimeter.

However, as Liza and Tate catch their breath, the ring parts to allow in 
a Sableye very different from the others to enter. For starters, it's 
coat is gold and its gems are of a different assortment, making it clear 
this is a rare color variation. It is also notably larger than the other 
Sableye, and if the wrinkles on its face and the piece of driftwood it's 
fashioned into a crude walking stick are any indicator, probably a bit 
older than it's fellows, likely the pack elder.

However, what has Liza krabby walking away from the newcomer as quickly 
as her exhausted body can manage is the megalith protruding from the 
elder's crotch. Looking more like citrine than Amethyst, what has the 
girl nearly pissing herself is it's size, easily twice the diameter and 
length of any of the males that have already had a turn with the female 
half of the Mystic Duo.

Feeling the spike of fear from his sister and then spotting the spike of 
crystal that caused it, Tate tries to throw himself between Liza and the 
Sableye Elder, only for a group of the common sableye to swarm him, 
making him watch helplessly as another group descend on Liza, ripping 
away the remains of her clothing and holding her up in a reclined 
position with her arms and legs stretched nearly to the point of 
dislocation as the elder approaches.

"NO!" Screams Liza, adrenaline fueling one last futile struggle to break 
the grip of the Sableye holding her spread eagle, "That monster will rip 
me to shreds!!"

But her pleas fall on deaf ears as the elder Sableye comes to stand 
between her thighs, a smirk on his face and a sadistic gleam in his 
crystalline eyes as he scrapes the oily gunk from her thighs to caress 
the supple flesh below.

"Leave Liza alone!" Cries Tate from the sidelines, no longer molested by 
the Sableye, but forced to kneel in the muddy sand and puddled pokeseed 
as the elderly mon lines up his tip with Liza's well-fucked and 
well-loosened hole... though not quite loosened enough as the golden 
Sableye discards his walking stick, and grips the human girl's thighs 
for balance as he rams his bejeweled prick deep into Liza's depths.

Both Twins let out a scream of agony, the much greater girth of the 
elder's pokeprick making the violent stretching of their deflowerings 
seem pleasant by comparison, and with a sadistic smile plastered on his 
wrinkled face, the Pokemon gives the gym leaders no time to adjust as he 
starts to pound the psychic girl's preteen pussy with total abandon, and 
with far more vigor than his elderly appearance would imply him capable 
of.

To make matters worse for the twins, whereas the younger Sableye had 
cocks as smooth as polished glass, only the tip and edges sharp, the 
elder's prodigious pokeprick, in addition to it's different coloration 
and greater girth, is covered in small chips, the edges jagged, the 
rough, glass-hard surface abradeing Liza's already abused insides as the 
boss of the feral rape gang slides in and out of the young trainer at a 
blistering pace, the edges of his hexagonal member slicing her like a 
straight razor covered in nicks.

Both twins are reduced to a whimpering mess, Tate forced to endure 
phantom pains over their bond, but just as the twins overtaxed minds are 
about to shutdown from their prolonged abuse at the hands of the 
Sableye, the Elder's thrusts grow more erratic and his breathing grows 
heavy, signs the twins have grown to know are evidence that the rapist 
is about to cum.

Liza's blood runs colder than a Jynx's blizzard as she realizes the 
reason none of the younger Sableye deposited their oily, gritty seed in 
her womb... that that was a privilege reserved for their leader.

As the golden sableye grips her hips, the tortured girl lets out a soft 
plea, "Please...please don't cum in me..." before panic grips her once 
more, the girl crying out as she tries to thrash out of the grip of her 
rapist and his assistants, "I don't want to be pregnant! I don't want to 
lay an egg!" the girl unsure which outcome would result from being bred 
by a genetically compatible pokemon, not sure which would be worse, but 
not wanting either.

But as futile as her struggles had been when the Sableye had first 
ambushed the Mystic Duo, they are even less effective thanks to her 
exhaustion, and with a leer of sadistic euphoria, the elder Sableye 
hilts himself one last time in the trainer's abused twat, piercing her 
cervix and nearly piercing her womb as he unloads oily, pearlecent seed 
deep within her, his load more copious than any three of his underlings, 
the girl too shocked to do anything but go limp upon the wet sand as her 
womb is flooded with pokeseed to the point her belly bulges like a 
pregnancy that's just starting to show.

The shiny Sableye savors his conquest for several minutes after erupting 
within her before pulling out, a few last drops dribbling upon her pubic 
mound as his seed pours from her abused pussy, her insides visibly 
inflamed and the iridescent sheen of his seed mixed with the crimson of 
her blood, and not just virgin's blood.

Done playing with their latest victims, the Sableye fade back into the 
shadows, their Elder letting out a disturbing cackle as he retrieves his 
walking stick before vanishing himself.

Less injured than his sister, Tate is the first to find his feet, 
stumbling over to Liza's prone body, clutching her limp hand as he 
chokes out, "Ar-are you okay?"

"Br-brother..." Liza replies weakly before clinging to him and crying 
into his shirt, his clothes having been somewhat spared by their 
assailents, the boy simply holding his sister as she lets it out, the 
boy not in a great mental state himself but certain his sister had the 
worst of it.

When Liza has cried herself to sleep, Tate uses the shreds of her 
clothes to wipe away the pokeseed clinging to her before removing his 
shirt and pulling it on her, the most he can think to protect her 
modesty for the trip back to Mossdeep before summoning his Gallade and 
ordering the knightly pokemon to teleport them to the Island's hospital.