The Power of Alpha Ass WIP Preview

This'll probably be up early next week anyways, but I decided to give an early preview here as well. 

In the first of many Legends: Arceus stories, here's a second person one about a Survey Corps member's unfortunate encounter with a fat-assed, flatulent Alpha Lopunny.

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As a member of the Team Galactic Survey Corp, it was your duty to gather information about the various species of Pokemon that occupied the Hisui region. Often this involved fulfilling requests for the people of Jubilife village, such as capturing a specific species. You were on your way to the Obsidian Fieldlands, to fulfill one such request given to you by a nervous gentleman in square-rimmed glasses who seemed...concerningly sweaty. The reward he offered you was significant though, and besides, you enjoyed a good challenge.

His task was to bring him an Alpha Lopunny. You had seen Alpha Pokemon before, they were easy to distinguish from their kin by their glowing red eyes and exceptional size. Up until now, you had always done your best to ignore them, but you couldn’t just be fearful forever. If you were to fulfill your goal of cataloging all of the Pokemon in the region, you would have to confront one eventually, and this seemed like a good enough excuse. Your employer was even generous enough to provide you with the exact location where the Pokemon could be found, as he had apparently observed it from a distance numerous times.

You quickly made your way to the spot, and there was indeed an Alpha Lopunny patrolling the area. You made sure to keep your distance, though this was still the closest you had ever been to an Alpha before. Her staggering size was apparent; she was just over nine feet in total, and each of her ears was nearly as long as you were tall. You couldn’t see her crimson eyes though, for she was facing away from you, but her Alpha status was still unmistakable. From this angle, you got a clear view of something else, however: her ass. This Lopunny had an enormously generous rear. Her hips were wider than a Snorlax’s waist, as they’d have to be in order to support the gargantuan cheeks that the great Sinnoh had blessed her with. Each one of those perfectly round, brown-furred orbs were larger than your own head by several times over, meeting in a depthy crack that you could easily image, say, a thong being sucked into, never to return. You began to question the motives of the greasy nerd who’d hired you, but as long as he payed well his reasons weren’t a concern.

You drew even closer, quietly crouching through the tall grass as you approached the bottom-heavy bun. You quickly formulated a plan of action: the Pokemon in your party were vastly weaker than the enormous Alpha, so battling it was out of the question, and you knew from experience that Alphas would become aggressive the moment they saw you. That meant that your only option was to sneak up on it, and strike it with a Pokeball from behind, which you were already in an ideal position to do. Since you would only have one chance, and a regular Pokeball wouldn’t suffice for something so powerful, you decided to use a Heavy Ball instead. They were more effective, but because of their weight they couldn’t fly quite as far. So, that meant you needed to get closer. The Loppuny continued to be ignorant to your presence, even while you crept through the grass until there was only a few feet of distance between you.

A peculiar smell began to fill your nostrils, and because it grew in intensity with each silent step you took towards the Lopunny, you were certain that it must have been the source. And yet, it was hard to imagine a creature like that producing such a smell. It was foul, first and foremost, a dank, earthy aroma that made your head spin. Perhaps this was merely the musk that all alphas produced? No, it had to be unique to this particular Lopunny, as it was becoming increasingly clear that the source of this stench was her enormous, unwashed ass. You could even see the semi-transparent vapors of ass-funk wafting off those fat cheeks. You try and hold your breath, and focus on your mission.

Just a few inches closer, and she’s within range of your Heavy Ball. You raise the thing above your head, feeling its weight against your palm. Without so much as a sound, you hurl it towards your target, who remains unaware of your presence even as it sails through the air towards her.

Before it could reach its target, something truly unexpected happened. A raunchy, thunderous fart erupted from between those massive asscheeks, with a wet (FART)

The force of her anal eruption was so great that it knocked your pokeball clean out of the air, plopping uselessly in the grass a few feet from where the Lopunny stood. The timing was so perfect that it had to  be intentional, and yet the nonchalance with which it was released suggested otherwise. Despite everything that had transpired, the Lopunny was facing away from you, and still seemed as though it had failed to register your presence.

Unfortunately, she didn’t need to notice you in order for her farts to have an effect. The smell hityour nose a few seconds after you saw your pokeball drop, striking your sinuses with what felt like the force of a Giga Impact. The smell was breathtaking, in the sense that you ceased inhaling as soon as you got a single whiff. The sweltering cloud of rank bunny stench hung hot and heavy in the air around you, and it almost felt as though it had a physical weight.

As awful as it was, the Survey Corp never abandoned their mission. And besides, the only available paths to escape were either blocked by water (and you were a terrible swimmer), or involved running past the Lopunny itself, meaning you would almost certainly be spotted.

All you could do was crouch in the tall grass, as that foul cloud of bunny butt funk swirled around you. You clasped one hand over your mouth and nose, as you raised a second pokeball with the other. At this point, it seemed that the only way out was through, and the only way to keep this Pokemon’s stench contained was to capture her. Before the ball even had a chance to leave your hand, the Lopunny’s ass discharged another reeking windstorm right in your face.

(FART)

You could feel the sickeningly warm fumes sweeping across your face. Merely holding your breath was not enough to protect you, and you still found yourself taking an unwilling whiff of that wretched stench.

It was enough to make you audibly gag, a reflex which left you filled with regret almost immediately. Fortunately, it seemed that the Lopunny didn’t hear you over the roaring of her own cheek-quaking fart. Unfortunately, that didn’t mean that you were safe. By time you finished wiping off your watering eyes, it was already too late. The creature had taken a few steps back, so her enormous ass now hovered directly above you, casting a wide shadow over your comparatively puny form. You raised your hands above your head to shield herself, but it was not within your power to stop her. With a weighty whump! the Lopunny took a seat on the soft grass, with you trapped underneath (x) pounds of meaty, stinking Alpha ass.

And then, just as you began to wonder if things couldn’t get any worse

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