A Guardian's Awakening

The Chao had gotten quite lost in the Hydrocity Zone. As a version of Chaos fused with Charizard DNA, his new form certainly had some cute Zard-like wings, ears and tail, but he couldn’t simply breathe the water anymore. He was now forced to hold it in, wandering the strange flooded corridors that reached deep in all directions, especially further down.

“Ghhblbl…”

It had been quite a while since the last time he breathed, whether it was an air pocket or a crack on the floor leaking bubbles big enough to be inhaled in one go. Already aching for more, feeling the strain of airlessness, letting tiny bubbles slip past his pursed lips with every slight heave… His small wings could help quicken the swimming along the intricate waterways, but that hardly mattered when he kept bumping into dead ends, towering walls littered with dangerous traps, paths that seemed promising only to lead to even deeper, murkier depths…

“Hmmphblbl…!”

There was… A bit of a rush to it. Not just in the literal sense, but also something that Chaos could feel stirring inside him as this especially long breathhold went on. Even through the increasingly bothersome discomfort of having to hold onto his air, there was a little more adrenaline flowing through him than he expected. It made his heart race, and his cheeks were already turning red ahead of schedule, before the air-starved sensation had really begun to kick in.

It was at one spot, taking a turn and hoping the currents carry him towards the next source of air, that Chaos started to piece things together. “Ghhrgblblbl!” A particularly strong heave pushed a noisy burst of bubbles out of his system before he could cover his mouth; they floated out of sight as soon as they were let out, drifting behind him and slipping through the cracks of this tight corridor’s ceiling.

The sight of it — a burbling, used-up column of bubbles fleeing the Chao’s mouth — left him with even worse heaves, and an odd, yet intensifying feeling that kept building up inside him…

“Grrghhgblbl!!”

Chaos was worrying by the time the currents dropped him off somewhere unfamiliar. He kicked his stubby legs hard to dive deeper and approached the expansive room’s floor, an ancient and worn-out chamber that no doubt had plenty of cracks for air to seep through. Worse still, though, was the realization that, aside from his own loud burst, he had barely spotted even the tiniest bubble through this whole section of the Zone.

He landed on the massive room’s floor soon enough, but his efforts wouldn’t be rewarded quite yet. Though he could see the tiniest fizzles of air forming in this or that crack, nothing worth inhaling was coming out. Chaos barely had the patience for it at this point, left shuddering and grunting hard into the deep, shadowy blue water. A steady trail of his own bubbles kept leaking through his lips, despite his best efforts to keep his mouth shut, and he darted from one spot to another, almost flailing in his search for even the tiniest bit of respite…

That’s when he noticed it.

“Grmblbl—??”

No, not anything useful, like a big, breathable bubble! It was something that had stirred within him, impossible to ignore by now. As Chaos sat down and waited for anything breathable to pop up, he noticed he’d gotten hard down there. His dick was at full mast, twitching and with a string of pre attached to it already, as his round balls laid carefully on the comfortable floor.

This was hardly the time for it, considering he was struggling hard to contain his stale air and waiting for a fresh lungful of it in the deepest room he’d found yet. But Chaos couldn’t really… ignore it. The rush of adrenaline, the super-low oxygen, the fizzles of micro-bubbles around him that’d surely let out a big, breathable one any moment now… It was a tantalizing mix of emotions for him, enough that it had clearly started to jolt and poke at something within him.

“Hrghblbl!”

After another harsh heave pushed into his chest to force a cloud of frothy bubbles out of him… Chaos decided he might as well indulge himself a little. With his cheeks puffing up and his body shuddering after every other contraction, the Chao took a paw and started to curiously slide it up and down his throbbing dick. He tensed up a little at first, then quickly got used to it; sure, he’d gotten off plenty before, but he’d rarely ever done something like this in the water, let alone while holding his breath for this long and stuck this far deep.

Chaos felt relieved, more than anything. “Ghhblgblblbl…!” Just a few more bubbles leaked out of his open mouth in a noisy groan before he closed it again. He was holding back, still aware, at least, that he needed to save some of it to last long enough for whatever air he could find here. Yet, he sensed it… As his contractions rocked his body and his rubs started to pick up, his air had gotten so low, time so short, that he could practically see the countdown pop up above him.

5…

The Chao’s ears flattened. His sight, which had darted all over so desperately just a minute ago looking for air, now focused entirely on his twitching cock and bouncing balls, surprisingly big and heavy for a Chao his size. He slowed down just enough to see it throb again, and the string of pre grew longer, a drop of it bouncing and floating playfully along the water.

4…

His cheeks were a deep shade of purple by now, and they hadn’t gotten any smaller. They poofed up quite a bit, but not to a cartoonish degree, just packed with enough air to make his next bubbly release a big one. Chaos wanted to cover his mouth, but also wanted to focus solely on this weird new kind of pleasure, a feeling so strong and untamable he might as well use both paws for it. He had only used his other paw to keep himself steady at first; now, he was putting it to good use, sliding it along his translucent Chao body and teasing his balls to fully bring out the pleasure. He squeezed them carefully, feeling a shiver every time he fondled them in just the right way.

3…

Chaos could feel that limit closing in. He tensed up some more and sped up the rubbing, drop after drop of pre spilling into the deep-blue water. If any bubbles had seeped through the cracks on the floor by now, he sure wasn’t paying attention to them anymore. There were bigger priorities right now: getting close enough to that bubbly climax that it’d hit right when he needs it most.

2…

A strong spark of pleasure traveled along the Chao’s air-starved body, working him up enough that his legs kicked a bit, pushing him up from his seat for a few moments before he pulled himself back down. He’d gotten real close just now, but he didn’t want to finish quite yet; he stopped his rubs barely in time, leaving only a strong twitch and an extra-large string of pre to slip and float into the water. He could feel it, though…

1…

Chaos readied himself. Shivers traveled up and down his exhausted body on their own, and his cheeks took on a shade of blue as deep as the water around him. His sight grew blurry, a haze of blue occasionally interrupted by the glimmer of his own bubbles brushing up against his face. Whatever had caused this side of him to be stirred awake, it was really itching to be let out already. “Hhhhrgblbl—!”

0…

The alarm bells blaring in the Chao’s mind seemed to stop, all that air-starved discomfort overwhelmed by the jolts of pleasure running wild through his body. Tiny bubbles spilled and sputtered past his mouth, and his arousal had begun to peak right when he wanted it…

Chaos couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“Ghhh— Blublblblublblublblubl~!!!” So much of it came out in one huge burst. The huge, noisy cloud of bubbles burst out of the Chao’s mouth and rushed to the distant ceiling, all wobbling and bouncing together on their playful dance to the top. At the same time, thick spurts of cum spilled out of his dick and into the water, making his balls jiggle slightly with every drop of cum that was emptied out of them. One after another, each just as big as the last, reaching quite the distance before they floated and stayed as still as the drowny Chao was about to be.

Chaos rolled his eyes up and went as limp and relaxed as he could. He showed a tired, delighted smile on his face, mouth wide open and still letting quite the torrent of bubbles loose, feeling them slide against his blue cheeks. No longer keeping himself on the floor, he started to float, ass-up, both air and cum still being steadily released on the way up. His head slowly slumped down, as did his tail, and the sheer, potent arousal of it all overrode every bit of discomfort with pure bliss.

He wouldn’t have to worry about all the drowning; despite being an airbreather, he was still at least part water, and would naturally replenish his energy after enough time spent gurgling and floating in the depths…

Whether he used this energy to find a way out of this Zone, or simply got some more air to ride out this new and exciting feeling all over again, well…

Even in his waterlogged daze, he already knew what to choose.