The Latios watched the imprint of his bloated member inside the stretched throat of his partner, the Latias hovering above his snout in such a way that the scent of her heated folds were mere inches from his sensitive nostrils. The only thing that aroused him more than either of those was the sound of her struggling with his shaft, the array of squarks, squirms and squishes as she tried her best to fit as much of that beast in her as she could whilst still trying to gulp down the pre that he liberally leaked. Each gentle bob of her snout managed to cram a few more centimeters in, the slick skin squishing against the back of her mouth with the length being pushed further and further down her tight throat. She could feel the somewhat prehensile tip flick and tickle her from the inside, responding to her tongue as it danced around the parts of his dick that she was able to get into her maw.

There was a limit though, and with a good half a foot remaining, she found it too difficult to get any further down, the thickness at his base exceeding what she could manage at this angle. With a groan from the Latios, she swiveled around, his length being rubbed on all sides as she swallowed the burst of pre that pulsed forth and gurgled as it surged into her stomach. Now facing him, she could look up, watching as his eyes slowly opened. He was clearly already close, but now she knew he was watching. Her attention went right back to his cock, immediately going back to bobbing her snout on the thickening girth with her eyes down in order to concentrate. The reward was almost immediate, the Latios groaning and thrusting slightly as she managed to get a few more inches in.

For the male, the feeling was almost unbearably tense; a tight, wet hug that pulsed with the heartbeat of his partner that ran almost the entire length of his aching whale cock, coupled with the tickling licks of her tongue as it swelled in her mouth. His lower body bulged slightly in response - through the whole day of flying he'd let her take the lead in order to get a perfect view of her wiggling rear and the tight slit underneath, and as a result his enlarged internal testes had been churning out thick bolts of dragon spunk to fertilise her with that he'd just left languishing in his body, slowly sloshing in response to every movement he made. Now, the several kilos of baby lati batter was more than ready for her. The only reason he held back was that she hadn't made it to his base. He wanted to feel those delicious lips at his slit before he filled her.

The mere thought made him thrust slightly, and as if reading his thoughts - which given the psychic type was not out of the question - she matched the force, finally getting the last throbbing inch of girth into her maw. It appeared locked in place at first, the smaller lati's snout wiggling against his slit as a liter of pent up pre surged down his shaft with enough force to cause it to swell an extra inch which kept her muzzle mounted and stretched her neck even further. Unable to take it any further, her shivering mate pitched backwards, body arcing as his wings tensed and he threw his snout back, writhing on the floor of the forest as he submitted himself entirely to the teases of her deepthroating his monstrous endowment.

With a panicked squeak, she managed to free herself, but almost immediately went back to forcing her mouth back down, the thick meat getting firmer and harder to squash inside as she felt his climax creeping closer. From the churning sound of his aching insides she could tell he'd already crossed the point of no return, but that was no reason to stop and so she carried on, wings swishing as she slammed her snout down over and over in a bid to force his body to completely surrender its pent up juices to her.

Every inch of his gargantuan girth pulsed like it was charged with electricity, begging for him to release, twitches forcing the Latias' tiny throat that it was trapped in to swell and constrict as she swallowed down the constant, thickening stream he could feel pour from his tip, the same tip that thrashed and flicked as it was squashed by the entrance to her stomach with each long, swallow of his mate that massaged it with her throat muscles. With his eyes closed and head back, he could see nothing, only hear her struggles, but even these paled in comparison to the sensation of her tight throat gripping him.

All at once, the Latios gave out, his stamina only going so far. His muscles tensed without his command, and his neck shot forward as he felt the first thick wad of cum ooze from his testes, muscles contracting as it prepared to fill his mate with it. She noticed too, and shot him one last cheeky glance from her cock-stuffed maw, before she quickly lifted herself all the way up off his mast, dragging the meter-long girth through her entire throat and exposing it to the open air one last time. The ridges rubbed each inch of the throbbing girth on the way out. Her cute snout looked him in the eyes, daring him to cum, and it had the desired effect.

Milliseconds later, she saw the thick almost-bulbous base engorge with his load, and she quickly slammed her snout back down as he finally gave out, erupting into her. A meter of arm-thick girth being squashed all the way back into her tight mouth, the tip poking into her stomach just in time for the first jet of his day-old load to surge forward. The spurt was so powerful she could hear it drain into her, the two-second bolt delivered so quickly it bloated her neck even further, barely squeezing through her maw. As it was, it was powerful enough to force her snout a few inches off, and she quickly forced her mouth back down to compensate, eyes forced shut by how stuffed her mouth was. In just two seconds her belly already felt full, wobbling slightly from the force.

On the ground, the Latios' mind was blank, only aware of how much feral spunk he NEEDED to pump into her, regardless of how much she whined or wiggled. Gush after gush of his seed poured into her with barely any hesitation between each thick load.

He had only just started though, and as the uncountable loads spewed forth she squirmed, the amount totally unexpected and trying to find some way to fit it all. Her belly swelled with each surge, enough pressure that the sheer force of it being pushed into her stretched out her tiny body. After half a minute, it felt like her body could take no more, the overload of load beginning to flow back up her throat, pushed in with enough force that it began to leak its way back past the Latios' throbbing girth and back out of her mouth. Without even stopping, the next burst caused a jet of spunk to splurt from her mouth and begin slowly forcing her tensed maw off his erratic member.

His eyes cracked open at the sound. Seeing him overflow her so easily like that only encouraged his draconic body to carry on, and three quick bursts quickly filled her further, a few extra kilos of cum added to the ballooning latias. It was evident that he wouldn't be able to stop without some help, and at any rate, it was becoming difficult for her to continue flying. With a gurgled sigh she raised herself up once more, slowly pulling his member from her mouth, causing a cascade of rich white seed to flow out and onto the ground. Seeing his eyes roll up from the pleasure of feeling his member finally having room to pump unimpeded, she stayed at his tip for a few more seconds, licking the fountain of cum that continued to burst forward. Her cum filled belly wobbled as she tried to take in those last few shots, until one extra large surge finally forced itself free from her. The resulting spurt painted a thick white line up his panting chest, his wing, and onto the ground below. It was quickly followed up by another, encouraged by the nuzzling of her snout against the underside of his length, before one last final shot surged free, finishing his cum covering.

She gasped as she rested her belly against the ground, her partner having passed out from the exhilaration. Even with the majority stored inside her stomach, he'd still managed to leave a fair covering on the ground, roughly an inch thick. She couldn't have cared less about that, though. Her torso squashed and squished as she found a comfortable position to rest, letting his member lean on her snout for the time being. They'd been productive today, in more ways than one.