Tales tell of a kingdom under the earth we walk on. A kingdom of beautiful jewels, but of little people. Carbinks one and all, ruled by their queen, Diancie. The tale is often popular among children, and there are hundreds of children's books dedicated to telling the story in many ways, some more old than the others. A new book of the tale comes out about once a year at this rate, and everyone knows of the tale.

But they do not know of the darker sides of the tale. The miracle kingdom under the earth exists, and is indeed populated by Carbink, and their radiant queen. Even for a pokemon, she could be considered a beauty by humans. But the reality was grimmer than the tale, for humans had discovered the kingdom many times. But each time they had been captured by the carbink, to be kept under the earth forever as prisoners of sorts. Of course, they ate and drank, but they were still locked down until their death.

Another prisoner had been brought to the lavish cells of this heavenly kingdom once more. A trainer by the name of Calem. A dark haired youth, of fair skin. He had been accompanied by other trainers that had been lost, according to him because of "Tierno's sweet dance moves". The Carbinks did not truly understand what he was saying, and they delivered him to the cells. They were more like hotel rooms, but they functioned like cells.

Calem wasn't the one to keep himself in a cell for long. Thanks to his rather impressive collection of Pokemon, he could easily bust trough the cell. His Chestnaught broke trough the door, ramming it's way trough the many Carbink that tried to stop them, all the way down a large hallway until it slammed down against a door, causing it to burst open. Calem recalled the dreadnought Pokemon and took a step into the large hall, looking around with curiosity.

At the end of the hall laid a throne, with the sleeping queen Diancie sitting there. Calem took a few steps forwards, stopping, and then moving again. Eventually he reaches the throne and tilts his head at the sleeping queen. Her face was beautiful, even for a pokemon. But at the same time, she was a horrible being that had imprisoned him and god knows how many others deep down under the earth. He frowned... Before soon grinning.

He might as well take something in return for all the mental suffering. He drops his pants down onto the round, the buckle of his belt clinking against the marble floor as he steps up onto the throne, yanking the Diancie's head low enough for him to press his cock against her cheek. He rubs against it for a moment, surprised at how soft the cheek is, considering the usual nature of rock type pokemon. It was so tender...

He quickly shoved his monster cock down the sleeping Diancie's throat, groaning as he felt the tight throat of the Pokemon wrapping around his meat rod. He began to thrust soon enough, hands now on her shoulders as he raped her throat with his mighty rapier. It was better than anything he had ever felt. Sure, Shauna had a great throat, but she couldn't match this. It even felt better than a pussy, and he soon found himself cumming deep down the queen's throat.

But she still slept, and as he drew his cock out of her throat, he watched her shift. He might as well do more, since she wasn't stopping him. He began to pump his hand on his cock, moaning and slapping her face with it's mushroom head whenever he could. The idea of defiling royalty, even if it was Pokemon royalty, made him feel ballsy. His testicles swelled with semen as he soon began to fuck her face once more.

This time he pulled out of her mouth to instead come on her face, covering her well. She was now claimed by him, and he soon reached for his master ball. He used it to capture the queen...

Oh, they'd have so much fun.