Dialga gets a breeding mount (Patreon)

Without too much effort, the mount was finally brought into Dialga’s room. The sizable installation was clearly used by other legendaries, considering the musk that surrounded the squishy hole that led into the mount. Before Dialga could speak any objections however, Mew gave his nose a friendly, reassuring tap,

“Don’t worry about it!” she giggled, “big boys like you need all the relaxation you can get. You can thank me later~”

“I just want to know why Arceus would approve of something like this…” Dialga muttered, a little flustered that he was suddenly allowed a sexual pleasure device to be placed in his room, “doesn’t Arceus condemn any sort of…sexual act?”

“If she did, why did she approve of giving y’all a mount~?” Mew grinned, “c’mon, just have fun with it! There’s really no harm in letting yourself go sometimes~”

Dialga knew something was amiss, but chalked it up to simple paranoia. He couldn’t remember the last time he satisfied his (sometimes annoying) sexual heat. Already, once Mew had left the room, his bestial cock had hardened to its full mast. A giant four-foot-long shaft throbbed between his four legs at the sight of the mount. His mind swirled with ideas of how he would mount a needy female like this, his libido increasing at a steady rate.

He let out a hot huff through his nose as he mounted the mount, his cock already flared up into position as he pushed into the squishy hole. With that, his whole body shuttered with an innate pleasure that coursed through his whole system, carnal desire that burned in every inch of his body causing his knotted horse-like cock to flare further. The thickening rod started to stretch the mount, making the mount feel like it was tight, never used.

As he thrusted, Dialga felt his prideful mind slipping. He felt young again, mind dipped in corrupt pleasure without any worry about anything else. As he was thrusting, he could feel a strangely familiar warmth inside the mount. Mew had said that the mount had been used by many other legendaries, which made Dialga think about this hole having been touched by the many large, fat cocks that a majority of the gods possess. There was something sexually exciting about the fact his cock was rubbing right up against a hole that Lugia or Cobalion may have used and filled with seed.

He felt a blush running through his face. Maybe he should go ask if Palkia wanted to the mount too, or even if he wanted to use it with him. His mind swirled with the idea of penetrating something with his closest brother, their cocks rubbing sensitively against each other.

A mixture of a growl and a moan escaped Dialga’s mouth as he sped up his thrusting, the mount creaking beneath him. His eyes shut closed as he imagined all these surprisingly gay thoughts, feeling the legendary's cocks around him, on his own cock, or inside him. It was too much for the god as he felt his balls churn and clench,

“Gyyoohh~!!” he roared as his knot slipped into the mount. He held the mount close to him as he released gallons of cum into the mount, filling the tank inside until it was full, causing the cum to gush out of the cock-hole like an overfilled pussy. Dialga’s tail raised instinctively, almost as if hoping another legendary would come and claim him.

Once his cum had slowed down, he slowly slid his cock out of the mount. His shaft was still very erect, and his mind was fresh with corrupt, sexual ideas. He wanted to go to every legendary with a cock and watch it gush with cum, maybe he could taste it, and maybe they could do it inside him.

Dialga looked down at his majorly erect shaft and huffed. He didn’t understand what that mount did to him, but he wasn’t about to throw this feeling away. And so, the legendary quickly made his way out of the room, bound for any legendary with a cock he could play with.