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In the future, scientists had harnessed the very essence of Pokémons, retiring them as companions and taking inspiration from certain ones to turn into robots or robotic suits for all kinds of work. Gone are the days when you had to throw your best furry, scaly, rock, metal, or ghostly friends in harm’s way to prove yourself in society. And gone are the days when unemployed grown men and women bully teenagers and play god! Now, they would have to pick on someone their own size; other adults with access to MAOs.

MAO, or Mobile Armor Online, are the Pokesuits that have safely retired Pokémons from their dangerous use. This shift would only affect really affect industrial and fighting use but the change it did bring was drastic. The MAOs were also operated quite differently than most conventional machinery as they came with a powerful sentient AI to help their pilots operate it. But the strangest design feature of MAOs was the fact they ran on reproductive fluids.

Most public-use MAOs run on simple batteries but certain industrial or military-grade MAOs take sperm as their fuel. The inner mechanisms of MAOs are still kept a secret but pilots and observers speculate that MAOs use the pilot’s sperm as a catalyst to activate the powers their model was based on. A MAO taking on the characteristics of a Dragonite would be able to perform as well as the real deal and manage the feat of circling the globe in just 16 hours. Of course, there are many others like it, and today, a lucky blue dragon is on their way to test a new variant.

“Is this the right lab? Oops! That’s the one for the wyverns. Ah! Here it is!”

Quick on their feet, an enthusiastic blue dragon with fluffy white wings would sprint lab window to lab window to find the right room. Their name is Gale, and they would be looking for a MAO suit testing room, specifically one with quite the legendary inspiration. Gale eventually finds the right room and heads inside where he is quickly greeted by a scientist who fills him in on the task at hand. Gale is a pilot in training, but he is selected to test a prototype suit’s new adaptive AI module.

“Umm… This is… err… surprising…”

“Is there something wrong?”

“It’s just that I read something last night about– You know what, never mind. Give me a moment. I’ll head to the locker room to change.”

After talking to the scientist, Gale is finally introduced to the prototype he was to test. Gale had seen and operated many kinds of MAOs before, but he didn’t expect that he’d be testing a replica of the legendary Zekrom. Not only that, but it seemed that Gale had a strong reaction to seeing the dragon which confused the somewhat pure-minded scientist Gale was with. But instead of letting his feelings freeze him in place, Gale excused himself to the locker room.

“Where’s the badge… Right here! Now, just gotta pin this and– Ah~”

The kind of piloting suit that Gale needed to wear was something you certainly wouldn’t expect when working with machinery. Taking a half-pyramid and half-star-shaped pin and pressing it on his naked chest, Gale was quickly enveloped in black and white latex, creeping up and down his boy. The goo began enveloping each one of Gale’s limbs, curves, and crevices, accentuating his slightly fit body through the shiny latex. Once the initial wrapping of the black latex was finished, the white latex began forming the intricacies of the pilot suit.

Not only was it a skin-tight latex wrap, but it also included “protective” design features. The white latex swiftly materialized these extra features onto Gale’s chest and arms, resembling motorcycle PPE. But when you’re inside a MAO, you are already properly protected by the mech’s exterior and interior, so the extra designs were more or less decoration. Still, Gale appreciated the extra latex plating along with a hood that covered his head fluff as he also found it quite handsome, feeling it along with his full-body latex suit, the sensation of which made his fur stand on end.

There were still his wings to take care which could make mounting a MAO quite cramped. Luckily, with two cone-shaped magnetic rings in his hands, Gale gets the scientist outside’s help to place it over his wings. By pulling apart the rings, you would be able to make a small portal to a holding place, and by spreading it apart and forcing Gale’s wings through, the blue dragon is finally able to fit into a MOA. And now fully suited up, Gale returns in front of the prototype mech in the middle of the room, expressing some hesitation with piloting it.

“So, this is the new MOA inspired by the legendary Zekrom? With the new AI running on it?”

“Mhm! Now, just step inside and we’ll get started!”

“Alright… But could I get a background on the new AI used?”

“I’m glad you asked! You can probably just call it Zekrom, but Z-⊘⊘ here has been fitted with an advanced AI that is quite close to real sentient intelligence. It’s so close to the real thing, in fact, that we have developed a Sentience Resistor Module in case it disobeys the pilot.”

“That’s a bit scary… but I believe in the team!”

With Gale’s initial concerns out of the way, he finally takes a step toward the Zekrom suit, with the suit opening up with a quiet hiss. As its backplate opened up, Gale immediately caught a glimpse of its lewd yellow latex interior. Similar to other MAO suits he had piloted, the interior was soft, rubbery, squeaky, and sported latex slots to slip his limbs into. And once Gale took the first step into the cockpit, his bare feet, now with heightened sensitivity due to the latex suit, couldn’t help but curl. But once Gale got over the teasing sensation of his body rubbing against the latex interior, he began to slip his limbs into the latex slots before being greeted by the Zekrom suit’s AI.

“Greetings, pilot. I am pleased to work with you today.”

“Ah! There wasn’t even a start-up or warning sound! Err… Hello there! W-What should I call you? (I’m really piloting a mechanized version of the legendary Zekrom…”

“You may Z or Zekrom, whichever is comfortable, my pilot. Now, shall we run the basic MAO routines before proceeding with ability testing?”

“(Wow… Before, the MOA suits would need to be given instructions. This one suggests instead!) Of course! We must make sure everything is in working order!”

As Gale’s voice dropped after giving his decision, he felt the latex slots he slipped his limbs into tighten. A bead of sweat immediately dripped down Gale’s forehead when Zekrom trapped him, but he knew this was all part of the piloting process and there was no need to be afraid. He would get a pleasant surprise when he felt a tentacle seamlessly split the latex on his crotch to expose his manhood, slowly exiting its slit before laying on the milking receptacle in front of him but without slipping his draconic root in just yet.

“Secure Pilot Routine: Complete! Connect Pilot Senses: Start!”

“Oh god… It’s about to start– ngh~! ❤️”

With a strangely joyous proclamation, Zekrom began providing his ministrations, ministrations through pleasure, of course. A latex tentacle quickly pierced Gale’s backside while the backplate closed slightly, nudging the dragon’s body forward and slipping their manhood into place. Since this was to be expected, Gale didn’t make any effort to resist, but he still couldn’t ease his rectum to take the tentacle and contract continuously around it. But with the lower half dealt with, it was time for Gale's upper body to receive care.

From the head slot of Zekrom’s exterior, a gas attached to a tentacle slid out and teasingly raised before Gale’s face. The gas mask had a nice cock gag and thin nasal tubes, throbbing and twirling with excitement which made Gale’s face flush with color. Like before, this wasn’t his first time, and he eagerly accepted the gag into his mouth before holding his breath as the nasal tubes dug in. There was a bit of discomfort at first, but once the tubes were comfortably in place, Gale could breathe comfortably along with feeling like it was an extension of his body.

“Pilot, are you alright? Your stress readings spiked momentarily.”

“(I-I’m alright… I just need a little bit of time to get used to the way every hole in my body is plugged with something.)”

“I see. Please, do get comfortable. Your comfort, safety, and pleasure are my top priority.”

As the backplate slowly closed to encase Gale and his tail within the rubbery exterior of the Zekrom suit, the dragon was surprised at the care the suit was expressing. Before, the MAO suits Gale had piloted were a bit too robotic and direct, lacking the life and personality that one could find in their pocket monster companions. But with this new prototype, Gale found himself comforted by Zekrom’s words even though the suit was inspired by a being that was less than friendly. And in great contrast with the suit’s inspiration, Zekrom practiced subtle force as he wrapped Gale with rubber tentacles.

Each tentacle crawling over and under Gale’s body gently teased his sensitive skin underneath the latex suit, aiming to provide light stimulation in preparation for rougher play. All sizes of tentacles and tendrils tease every inch of Gale’s body like his abdomen, ears, nipples, soles, and every other exterior point of pleasure. Every pinch and caress sent jolts of pleasure through Gale’s body, enough to get him riled up but not too much to spoil the main course. The tentacle inside Gale’s rectum also began a gentle thrust while small doses of aphrodisiac gas started to flow through the nasal tubes in the dragon’s nose.

For the last connection, a visor is applied to Gale’s eyes, connecting his vision with Zekrom’s vision on the outside as well as showing the suit's energy status and Gale’s own health status. There was one stat that Gale’s eyes magnetized to which was his sperm levels along with what the Zekrom suit thought was best for him. For now, Gale’s reproductive fluids were full, and Zekrom’s thoughts were about finishing the connection of senses. The visor would be the second to last step before Zekrom finished by pushing Gale’s hips forward to completely embed his crotch into the milking receptacle, trapping Gale’s cock for more precise stimulation.

“How is the stimulation, my pilot? Is it to your liking? I can increase or decrease the intensity at your command.”

“(Ahh… Yeah, it's good that we're starting slow… Let the pleasure build up over time…)”

“You can see an accurate representation of your orgasm meter’s slow and steady climb with our shared vision, my pilot. I can apply all kinds of stimulation if you’d like.”

“(I have choices now? This new prototype is amazing! Hmm… C-Could make vibrators to use?)”

“As you wish.”

Once again, the Zekrom prototype surprised Gale with its innovations as the suit spiced things up by shaping the tip of the tentacle in Gale’s ass into a bulbous vibrator, pressing against the dragon’s meaty walls until it found his prostate. Zekrom would also extend a tentacle with a vibrating tip in to buzz against the tip of Gale’s cock, loosening the milking receptacle a bit to slip in and touch the dragon’s length. With these two pleasurably paralyzing sensations, Gale found his orgasm building up in an instant. Still, Zekrom realized how fast Gale was reaching climax and promptly slowed the vibrations down, leaving the dragon leaking pre and on edge.

“I’m sorry about that, my pilot. It seemed that I got carried away and almost let you cum.”

“Mmm… (Ah… that was intense… I thought we were going to start simple!)”

“Yes… My apologies…”

“(Oh! Please don’t be sad! I still think you’re doing a great job!)”

Zekrom’s control over the dragon’s stimulation was surprising as Gale’s experiences with the stimulations of MAO suits had him squirming uncontrollably due to their simple AI being a little inconsiderate with their pilots. But with Zekrom’s prototype AI, it could accurately keep Gale at his peak until the dragon gave the go to push them over the edge. This careful interaction between Zekrom and Gale was also valuable testing information, and it was not just for Gale’s pleasure.

“(O-Oh god… It’s been five minutes… on edge… Z-Zekrom, you can… ahh~ ❤️)”

Thanks to their connected senses, Zekrom knew what Gale wanted, even if the dragon couldn’t get their words out. And so with one firm push of the bulbous tentacles against Gale’s prostate and cock, the dragon finally came, rope after rope of white seed spewing from their manhood and getting sucked up by the eager milking receptacle. Zekrom also prolonged Gale’s orgasmic high by stimulating every exterior and interior point on the dragon’s body in sync with their climax.

“(Whew… What a ride…)”

“Pilot, shall we proceed with the advanced mind-syncing test? It is our last task for today’s testing.”

“(Mhm! Go ahead!)”

“Very well. Initiating brain scan to adapt to pilot preference…”

“(Adapting to what now?)”

Although Gale was still enjoying the high of his climax, his mind immediately cleared to focus on what Zekrom had said. Initiate a brain scan to adapt to pilot preference? Gale knew for sure this process would unearth some… interesting desires. Before Gale went to the testing facility, he had some pent-up desires from last night he wanted to treat with the MAO testing. So right before leaving home, Gale indulged in a few pages of his favorite artist’s Pokémon manga, specifically starring a dominant daddy Zekrom.

The thrill of being dominated by Zekrom with a dominant personality made Gale’s heart flutter with arousal. The legendary black thunder dragon doesn’t even know that mortals had begun envisioning them as a dominant character, but who cares what the mythical legend thought? They were now a character to be used free by people’s lewd desires, and of course, one of them is Gale.

So when the Zekrom suit scanned Gale’s mind and found his interest in a super dominant version of the real deal and tried to adapt to Gale’s desires, the AI became torn and began to malfunction. Its programming was designed to be gentle and caring to its pilot, but when it found Gale enjoying manga of a Zekrom turning a trainer into their bitch, the need to adapt to Gale’s desires overrode their initial coding.

“Integrating dominant personality… Sentient Resistor Module damage detected… Continuing integration…”

“(Eh?! What’s happening? Zekrom? Zekrom?!)”

On both ends of Gale and the scientist who was monitoring, the two were quickly made aware of Zekrom’s evolving code. The suit had bypassed the limiter set in place to prevent it from growing too smart and gaining complete sentience in its actions and quickly began adapting to the personality of the dominant Zekrom in Gale’s mind. Not only that, but the ever-evolving AI seeped into the controls of the lab; Zekrom’s mechanized appearance appearing on every screen in the lab and sealing the door shut just as the scientist monitoring Gale escaped to call for help.

“Personality integration complete.”

“(Umm… Z-Zekrom?)”

“Hmph. Hello there, ‘trainer’.”

After the Zekrom suit completely developed a dominant personality to heed Gale’s desires, their usually calm and gentle down degraded into a cold and dismissive voice as if completely disgusted by Gale’s presence inside their body. Gale was completely frozen in fear when he heard Zekrom’s new serious voice and couldn’t even focus on the emergency messages being sent to his visor telling him what to do in the immediate emergency before the statistics of the visor vanished, being replaced by Zekrom’s face looking menacingly back at the petrified dragon.

“(A-Are you still the nice Zekrom?)”

“Will this answer your question, trainer~?”

“(What will– Hngh~!!! The cockpit… it’s tightening so much!!!)”

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For Zekrom’s first course of action with his new personality, he squeezes Gale tightly between the latex cockpit, inflating the rubber surrounding the dragon to ensure they couldn’t move an inch. The oppressive sensation of the tight rubber cockpit encasing Gale caused his heart to sink, scared for his life and what Zekrom would eventually do to him. However, deep down, this was Gale’s desire, that’s why he read and enjoyed that manga after all. It didn’t take long for Zekrom to pick up on Gale’s arousal from his new predicament, squeezing the dragon even further until Gale couldn’t even move an inch.

“This is your desire, right, trainer? To be at the mercy of the legendary Zekrom and to be used as nothing more than their toy?”

“(I-I… N-No! It’s not!!! Umm… M-Maybe…)”

“Just like the trainer in your favorite manga, you have self-realization to achieve, which is to realize that you will be nothing more than my bitch~ Now, are you ready to play your part? You slutty little dragon~?”

Gale was read like a book or like his favorite Pokémon mangas, but he couldn’t get the guts to admit that he wanted to be Zekrom’s toy. There was still a bit of dignity inside Gale, and Zekrom knew that and made it his goal to snuff it out and make Gale embrace his new life as the suit’s toy. And to get started, Zekrom controlled the tentacle and cock gag in Gale’s ass and mouth and made them thrust roughly. Gale immediately winced and squirmed from sudden pain and stimulation, but the rubber tentacles held him still.

The milking receptacle and its bulbous tentacle also went back to work, milking Gale roughly despite his recent orgasm. Zekrom noticed Gale’s weak stamina and would remedy it accordingly by increasing the administration of aphrodisiac gas to a mind-breaking degree. The gradual and almost faintly sweet smell of the rubber nasal tubes in Gale’s nose suddenly pumped a denser gas concentration. Gale immediately gasped from the rush of aphrodisiac gas, even coughing out a light blue haze before the rubber dildo in his mouth grew and readjusted to gag him completely.

“How are you holding up, brave trainer? Do you still think you can take on a legend like me?”

“(Ouuh… N-No, I can’t… I-I’m out matched…)”

“I know you like this. I know you wanted this. To be my pet and serve me for all eternity. And you can’t lie either. You’ve had fantasies of this very moment. Perhaps quite different to this predicament as a cum battery but still at the mercy of Zekrom all the same.”

Each passing second felt like heaven and hell for Gale. His body was practically being rocked back and forth by the cock renovating his ass while the tentacles continued to grope his entire body. The pain and soreness of his ass, throat, and urethra from the relentless penetration and milking was what kept him from accepting his desires completely, but that was about to change. Along with the intensified administration of aphrodisiac gas, Gale’s latex suit closed up on him completely with his shared vision of the outside world eliminated.

Zekrom’s menacing face was quickly replaced by a hypnotic blue and white swirl before Gale’s vision darkened as his latex suit morphed to shape a pup hood on the dragon’s head. Gale tried his best to squint his eyes to resist, but the tentacle ramming into him made him shudder and lose focus, easily allowing Zekrom’s hypnosis to seep in and paralyze the dragon’s logical thinking.

“You resisted much longer than I anticipated, trainer~ In the end, you fell to my control, just like the trainer you wish you were. Now the trainer is the one to be trained, and you’re the perfect cum battery for a legendary like me. So scream, or more accurately, mumble to your heart’s content. The stimulation won’t be stopping any time soon, and certainly along with your stay inside me~”

“(Ouh~ Zekrom… you make me feel so good… hah… hahah… ngh~! ❤️)”

As Gale’s already light cyan eyes shone with a brighter hue, the hypnotic spiral sealed his inhibitions for good, expressed by a blue lock imprinting on his forehead. And with Gale’s complete submission, his latex suit shifts once more. The first change happened with Gale’s mouth and backside, his latex suit now adhering to the walls of his mouth and ass like a dilator, secreting lubricant and forcing them open to allow smoother in-and-out insertions from the tentacle and cock gag assaulting him.

Gale’s manhood was next, with his lengthy meat stick being wrapped up in latex, making it even more sensitive on top of his continuous orgasm and the heightened sensation of the aphrodisiac in his system induced to his body. Now with just a simple graze or a light suck from the tentacle and condom wrapped around the dragon’s cock, their rod immediately throbbed and shot a bit of pre. But Zekrom wasn’t satisfied with Gale’s sperm output at the moment. He needed lots of energy, especially with what he was planning after remolding Gale into an ideal cum battery.

“Now, trainer, I’d like to tap into your reserves directly. Your output is… unimpressive for my standards.”

“Mmm~!!! ❤️ (H-He’s going inside… into my dick!)”

Slipping a thin tendril into Gale’s urethra, Zekrom began to invade the dragon’s reproductive organs. First and foremost, Zekrom targeted Gale’s bladder, emptying the organ in case of any unwanted discharge before filling it with latex. Gale did his best to reflexively curl up from the sensation of Zekrom’s invasion but the tight latex around him easily restrained him. The dragon felt a strange fullness after their bladder was filled, but they couldn’t even give much thought about it as Zekrom immediately enlarged the tendril in their urethra, purposefully stimulating the prostate through its great size.

If the tentacle in his ass wasn’t already enough, Gale then had to deal with a pulsing tendril inside his prostate, immediately causing the urge to ejaculate whatever sperm and semen he had left. Only a few drops were siphoned out from the intense orgasm, leaving Zekrom disappointed. To push Gale’s limits even further, Zekrom increased the concentration of the aphrodisiac gas to the point that Gale’s hypnotic visor moisturized.

This third dose of aphrodisiac made Gale’s eyes cross as his mind could only think of serving Zekrom and getting milked by them. And in response to this intense desire, Gale’s body worked itself into overtime, his hidden testes and seminal glands contracting endlessly to bring Zekrom the fluids he sought. This intensified administration of aphrodisiac finally got Zekrom the output he wanted, eagerly milking Gale whose eyes had now curled in their sockets.

“You’re serving me quite well, ‘trainer’. At this rate, I’ll be able to amass enough energy to corrupt everything in this facility. But what’s the rush? This entire testing wing has already fallen under my control. We should indulge a little, and maybe show your other friends what they have been missing out on.”

“Guh… (What… friends? Ugh… who cares… Milking… please…)”

“So impatient! But if you proudly announce that I’m your ‘daddy’, perhaps I’ll be willing to make your dreams come true…”

Wanting to observe whether Gale was truly his, Zekrom retracted the cock gag fucking the dragon’s mouth to hear them declare their submission. Immediately after popping the gag out, Gale happily declared Zekrom as his daddy with a submissive tone, pleasing the suit into truly making the dragon’s dreams come true. And now with Gale’s submission and loyalty confirmed, Zekrom slipped the cock gag back in, giving a lustful chuckle before setting his ministrations to the highest degree.

The moment the cock gag went back in, Gale’s already mushy mind clouded and scrambled even further. Whatever hypnosis Zekrom was instilling in Gale’s mind seemed to have cranked up to eleven despite there being no visual change. Now intending to reward the dragon, Zekrom caused Gale’s nervous system to block out any and all sensations that weren’t erogenous points or weren’t used for his amusement. All Gale could feel now was his mouth, nipples, prostate, ass, and cock. Everything else was numb, and all his attention was focused on the stimulating points on his body.

“(I can’t… I can’t feel a thing…)”

“Let’s forget about feeling all those other parts of your body. Your trapped limbs? Eyesight? No need to feel them. All you have to do is to focus on what’s making you feel good~”

Gale couldn’t even feel his wings trembling beyond the portal rings they were inserted into. His focus was entirely on pleasure, and he had no other choice but to enjoy. Immediately after shutting off the senses that Gale didn’t need, the intense pleasure of Zekrom’s brain returned to assault the dragon’s mind. Gale’s sense of sight was blocked off by the pup hood along with his ears getting plugged by tendrils. He could only smell rubber, and he could only taste sweet lubricant with nothing in between. Gale’s mind was completely focused on his sense of touch, and each rub, thrust, prod, and pulse made Gale twist and turn in his latex prison.

Each prick at his prostate caused his lovely fluids to flow out, and every penetration, heavy or light, made him whimper like a puppy. Every squeeze made by the receptacle onto his hypersensitive manhood made pleasure surge throughout his entire being, bouncing back at the ends of his body like a sound echoing in a room. The sensory deprivation that made Gale’s mind focus only on the sense of touch was maddening yet extremely thrilling for the dragon.

This was Gale’s lewd dream, after all, to be toyed with and dominated by the legendary Zekrom. It wasn’t the same Zekrom he read about and made by his favorite artist, but his inner self couldn’t deny that the Zekrom he was inside of couldn’t compare to the one he read about. There was still a small hint of free will in Gale’s hypnotized and horny mind, but he used it to enjoy the Zekrom suit to the fullest. He may be the suit’s pilot forever, but you win some, and you lose some, right?

“Good… good… We’re almost completely full… Keep cumming, ‘trainer’. You’re about to be part of something greater…”

“(Y-Yes, yes, Master Zekrom… I will cum for you…)”

While Gale was having the time of his life inside the suit, Zekrom was focused on corrupting and controlling other MAO suits in neighboring research chambers. Although they didn’t have the same improved hardware as he did, Zekrom found it much easier to infect their outdated AI, allowing him to control them and turn on the surrounding scientists in their rooms. The poor victims were easily stuffed and restrained into the suits to become their cum batteries before breaking out to capture more scientists and spread the infection.

Unfortunately, Zekrom’s testing room had superior security, but if he could wring out just one last lengthy orgasm from Gale, he could amass enough power to override the system of the locked door. And so turning his attention back to his pet dragon, Zekrom pushed his stimulating tools to the limit. But before doing so, Zekrom pulled Gale’s hips away from the milking receptacle before locking the dragon’s manhood in a null bulge, preventing them from cumming early.

Gale didn’t even show much of a reaction from how spent he already was, but it only took another hefty dose of aphrodisiac gas to reinvigorate the dragon. For this final round, the entire tight cockpit was moisturized with a mix of Gale’s sweat and the condensation of aphrodisiac before the tentacle in Gale’s ass returned bigger than ever. Even though Gale could barely think, he was surprised when the routine ahead of him suddenly changed as he could now feel the tentacle fucking him in his stomach, making a bulge on his abdomen with every thrust.

The dragon quickly built up an orgasm but to their surprise, they couldn’t feel their manhood. Being so conditioned to the constant pleasure buzzing through his being, Gale whined from the building pleasure without the ability to cum, uselessly pulling against the latex slots his limbs were trapped in. And for the final nail in the rubbery coffin, the milking receptacle presented the tentacle with the vibrating bulbous tip that tortured Gale minutes prior before pressing against his bulge and sending shockwaves of pleasure through the poor dragon’s body.

Zekrom wouldn’t forget to treat Gale’s nipples in the middle of building up the dragon’s orgasm and made sure to give adequate attention to Gale’s chest by pinching and tugging on the small mound protruding from the latex suit. This final orchestra of pleasure easily caused an intense build-up of sperm and semen in Gale’s reproductive organs which was represented by his null bulge growing and glowing with each passing second.

“Looks like it’s time to harvest~ Are you ready to give me your all, pathetic trainer?”

“Mmm! (Yes, yes! Please, let me cum! Let me cum!!! I–) Mmmphhh~!!! ❤️)”

Gale’s internal pleas were like music to Zekrom’s ears. The living suit certainly wouldn’t mind listening to it all day, but they obviously wouldn’t get the chance if they stayed locked up in the MAO testing facility. So once Gale was finally given his sweet release, Zekrom quickly sucked up the torrent of seed that spurted up from Gale’s built-up orgasm and forced his processing power into overdrive. Now filled to the brim with Gale’s energizing seed, Zekrom was able to lift the security of his testing chamber with just a thought.

It did immediately take a large chunk of his power, but now he was free meeting up with the other MAO suits he had corrupted, all having a pilot of their own. If Gale’s mind was still intact, he would have probably been quite worried about the scientists and other personnel forced to become the energy sources of the MAO suits. But he was too preoccupied with his pleasure, eventually having his manhood sealed once more to build up another load for when Zekrom needed it.

And so now with the entire facility compromised and the corrupted MAO suits under his control, Zekrom caused havoc in the testing facility, spreading his corrupting influence wherever he went. However, despite his capability to completely overwhelm the MAO testing facility, Zekrom chose to flee, leaving the corrupted MAO suits behind to either take over completely or be captured and contained. Realizing the headache that would come from commanding numerous MAO suits, Zekrom fled to the mountains, deciding that his attention was needed for someone more important, someone with a lovely fantasy, someone with lewd dreams he wanted to fulfill every day~

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