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Alright, this has actually been something I’ve had for TWO YEARS and never finished it up because it wasn’t needed. But now it is.
This is a Pokephiliac Girls discord. Consider it a lounge and a refuge for us until we find somewhere perfect to migrate to after Tumblr. Anyone who wants to join is in and I want us to all be dumb together as we talk and make and whatnot. Pokephilia on Tumblr has been a wonderful time and I don’t want it to all die so easily.
Jump in and stay if you wish. Enjoy yourself. I enjoy you guys and I’d rather not see this all go.
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Alright, this has actually been something I’ve had for TWO YEARS and never finished it up because it wasn’t needed. But now it is.
This is a Pokephiliac Girls discord. Consider it a lounge and a refuge for us until we find somewhere perfect to migrate to after Tumblr. Anyone who wants to join is in and I want us to all be dumb together as we talk and make and whatnot. Pokephilia on Tumblr has been a wonderful time and I don’t want it to all die so easily.
Jump in and stay if you wish. Enjoy yourself. I enjoy you guys and I’d rather not see this all go.
I met a lot of strange characters here. Then I met my best friend on here. And she is now my future wife. All because we bonded over human x Pokemon stuff. Love you @pkmn-trainer-siren~ I hope a chunk of the people I talked with and followed will still be around, one way or another. I’m certainly not going to die off just yet.
I wanted to make a status update to let anyone following me know how the Pokephiliac Girls Archive is doing (and two other notes).
First off, Archive.
Work kills a lot of my time (we all know how it is) and I'm often relegated to binge-archiving. It also doesn't help that Google Drive will crash a browser after ~20min of work. This has led to me having over a full GB of art yet to upload. I plan to thin that and get everything more up to date in the next two months.
Additional points:
Archive is over 5GB of sorted art now
Archiving pokephilia stories is on hold. Might look for someone to sort / find them in the Archive (no free passes, must show drive and competence)
There is a Doc to show the last collection date from Pixiv / Paheal / Tumblr / FurAffinity
Collection from several sites has not started yet (deviantART is going to be a bitch…)
Still hoping to hear of any obscure places to find art / stories, hit me up if you have one I missed
I am on indefinite hold on writing anything. My next story… exists? Was doing a 3-chapter story and its sitting at about 45%. However, I want to release them all together, so you’ll have to wait until I get back to writing.
Lastly, the eternally-milkable @pkmn-trainer-siren and I recently celebrated a fantastic year together. She's trying to get more content out (and has plenty drawn, need to pressure her to upload) so feel free to obey the blatant advertising and follow her~ ❤
Siren once had a grand collection of plushies. All sorts of Pokemon, so cuddly and huggable. Most of that collection was long gone by now, but none of this was in Siren’s head right now.
She was surrounded by dark, almost floppy figures with glowing crimson eyes. Their bodies looked like fabric but their stances gave them an aura of horror. One she saw, hanging in the back and acting like a leader, was obscured by shadows as if it was the creature’s natural place of being. It had violet eyes that matched the rest of them in shape and intensity.
She was pinned to the dirt yet nothing seemed to be there restraining her. Clothes had been torn away, some of the creepy Pokemon carrying them away like sacred items. Her curiosity fought, but terror was winning out this night. She shivered and shook as she knew, somehow, they wanted her and only her.
Many stepped close. They touched and they grabbed and groped. They truly did feel like felt material though as if worn by a strong hand filled with restrained desire. Some nuzzled Siren, others pinched and smacked her. Her chest, her buttocks, her limbs, all were helpless targets of the horde.
Something fell into her open palm and she instinctively grabbed it. It was stretchy and warm, but…. wrong…. She looked over to see one Banette near that hand. In it she held a construct of shadows, solid and living yet ethereal. It jutted from his body with the placement of his manhood, throbbing in her grip. Siren was mystified. The creeping doll was not satisfied with this and locked eyes with her. Intense commands flooded her and her hand, now freed of the invisible locks, moved to please him.
Others grabbed her head and forced her to look deep into their malformed eyes. Slowly, each made her more susceptible to their wills and her body relaxed. More and more of the group got in tight. Hands roamed and greedily took time with her body. Shafts of shadow rubbed against skin, even penetrating through it with some of them.
Siren did not know why they were here but her mind now needed closeness to them and knew they wanted closeness to her. The touches, the teasing, the felt on her bare skin and nips… she was turned on and did not hold back. They rolled her and she rolled with them, letting them do as they wished.
The tight group fought for space. Many resorted to phasing into Siren’s body. The sensation was equal parts exhilarating, horrifying, and stimulating. Experiencing ghostly shafts rubbing against her inner walls of her pussy without penetration could not be described beyond her sudden fiercely bucking hips.
The leader, grinning maliciously, stepped forward. He was like them, but larger, darker, covered in open pouches that leaked out tendrils of a fleshly red. He did not need to draw her attention, Siren was already locked on his eyes without command or question. Fingers like many tongues claimed her body and her body responded to its master. His own impossible dick formed itself and stood ready to enter. Siren spread herself and, unsure as to why, sang out cheerfully, “Welcome home~”
Nothing could have prepared her. As the darkness filled her, she was stretched and rubbed down every inch inside her all at once. The sensation of him massaging her vagina with his entire dick continued and intensified as he plowed her. Felt hands and other shafts phased through her body and focused on her most sensitive spots. She moaned loudly into the night as her chest bounced and toes curled. She could not tell apart all who were fondling her clit all at once.
The mega wrapped his fingers around her nips as he leaned further into his thrusting. His hypnotic commands burst Siren into orgasm and continue without pause. Her mind tried to remain sane, the bliss shaking her to her core. Ghastly cum spilled into her and, as if a hivemind, the rest did the same all over her and inside her. Her eyes rolled back and her sweaty form twitched and shook.
It ended finally.
Her head lazed to the side, drool dripping down. As she slowly, so slowly, began to regain her wits, she saw the evolved Banette looking down at her and caressing her cheek with a familiar and nostalgic smile.
And then he was gone. They were all gone. There was no semen on or within her, no trace of what had just transpired. Just a heavily breathing girl lying on her back, staring at the moon.
Ohhhhhh myyyyy goooddd. Thank you so much @shiversshipping <3333333333333333333333333333333333333333
I, mean, *cough* well done, good sir. I appreciate your endeavors.
I'm sorry to hear about your fucked up shifts, momma chain. But hey, since you're doing an ask thingy, what's your advice for young budding NSFW artists?
my advice would be to keep drawing and don’t get discouraged! There’s a huge disparity at first as a novice artist between what you know looks right and what you can actually draw, and a lot of people find it really disheartening. Whenever you feel like your art is shit you have to keep going! Keep practicing! Don’t worry about getting notes or attention; that’ll come with the skill, and you gotta work to get the skill. I heard someone talk about this concept that every artist has thousands of bad drawings in their hands, and you have to get them out before you can get to the good stuff. So whenever I do a drawing that doesn’t come out like I wanted it it’s okay; it’s still progress towards those good drawings that’ll come in the future!
The blog run by Illuminaughtii is gone, as well as his main. I’ve been hearing from people I follow that copyright claims are being put on people’s stuff and yeah. Posts had been getting deleted at first but this is the 2nd blog I know of that’s been removed
I’m not really tryna cause a panic here but I think it’s fair to advise backing up your blogs at this point.
Well. Huh. I guess I should do something. My next fic is over a month away and there’s nothing specific I can do with the archive for followers. And I can barely draw...
Soooo....
One thing I do from time to time is to torture gift some others with a mini-fic, written within the constraints of an ask box. Example 1 & Example 2
For the first 10 that send me a message (within the next month) with a few details of what they would like, I will put a steamy mini-fic into their inbox. If you somehow screw it up or don’t have an inbox open, disqualified, will move to the next. Oh, and I don’t write gay, but almost all else is fine. Especially pokephilia~
Consider this story a tribute to all of the Tumblr Pokephilia community, even if @trainer-sydney is the main attraction. Thanks to @trainer-violet for proofreading. Please note before reading that there is a LOT of smut, so set time aside beforehand. I’ve made a seperate post for a few notes about the fic, so I won't waste anymore of your time and let you get to reading.
Enjoy~ ❤
"Be happy they let you back in the cafe at all."
"I am. And I'm happy you are willing to sit with me. It's been far too long." Sydney smiled sweetly at her guest and took another sip.
Annie waved it off. "Don't mention it. It's not like I did it for you, just a favor, that's it. I just wish I could get a goddamn chair at some point..." Plopping her head onto a propped up hand, she glared sidelong at any cafe staff she could see.
The two were sitting at their own table, isolated and mostly unnoticed by other customers. Sydney was tall, thin, and tanned. She was a beauty by any standard and exuded a friendly and mature attitude. Annie was dark and heavier-set, glasses covering eyes that commonly displayed idle amusement or ire. Restrained annoyance, however, was instead winning out today.
What made them stand out more (despite being intentionally hidden away) was the kid-sized table they had been given. Sydney's chair was miniscule, barely able to fit even her toned figure. Annie had arrived to find no seating for herself. Her requests had gone unanswered, so she had opted to sit on her knees. At least she had cocoa to make up for it. Some of it.
Annie eyed the cup Sydney was drinking from. She jerked, her head slipping off her hand and almost smacking into the table. "Buh- wh- did you write that there?!"
Sydney blinked and lifted her cup to look at it, smiling when she remembered what she had scribbled in marker. '#1 Poke Fucker.' She chuckled gently. "They let me return and I'm not doing anything wrong, so nothing bad about a little teasing~" Annie countered the mischievious smile with a deadpan one, brows furrowed.
Seeing that her ire was having no effect as usual, Annie huffed and returned her head to resting on her palm. "Why do you chance things that can backfire? I mean-," her face flushing as she looked elsewhere, "-we've all done some sneaky stuff in public at some point or another. But you let things get out of hand."
Sydney's eternal smile didn't fade but did convey a sense of cheekiness. "I'm not that bad. It was just a Persian and it was under the table. Sure, I didn't get those panties back and the waiter wasn't very happy when he noticed, but just the feeling of that fevered tongue getting inside..." She spaced out momentarily, her smile turning dreamy.
Annie sighed the same sigh she had repeated over and over since becoming friends with this lunatic. "Look, all I'm asking is a bit of restraint and maybe, just maybe, some planning beforehand. You can't let yourself become just a public slut for anyone to use. I don't know... Just, stay home more and play with the ones you own? Or see if Livi will offer you some of her's for a week. And then we could sit at the normal tables again. Normal tables with chairs for people who want to sit comfortably." As her rant took a more vocal tone, she again turned to the rest of the cafe.
Neither of the wait staff in sight were looking at her and seemed otherwise occupied. A few familiar faces seated throughout the cafe turned at hearing her, including Kay who waved energetically at her. The little ball of quirkiness looked to be intruding into some peaceful time between two proper looking female trainers. Annie waved back half-heartedly, wondering what she was up to but not willing to take the effort find out.
Giving up on any chance of getting service, Annie rubbed her eye and looked at the girl across from her. Sydney was staring at her, expression somewhat blank but face fairly red.
For someone usually so open about so many deviant things, seeing her cheeks tinted like this was a rarity. Annie couldn't resist from asking, "You alright?"
"What did you say?"
"Hrm?" Annie cocked her head. "Uh, mainly to restrain when you choose to play with some Pokemon."
Sydney blinked, her mind coming back together. "No, I mean..." She shook dismissively, muttering "...nevermind," and taking another sip of her own mug. Annie raised an eyebrow, but didn't push.
"Y'know, I'm happy I came, whether or not my ass will hate me for this." She again shifted to try and find some relief for her rear. "It's been too long since we've talked. Most of us actually."
Sydney dropped her head in her hand, imitating the larger trainer's pose. "Maybe I'll set up for another meeting here. I'll bring a ton of girls of the same mindset. So many new friends all the time."
In that moment, Annie swore Sydney's distant gaze reminded her of a grandmother looking proudly over the children she had raised and watched grow into people she respected.
Kay's head suddenly showed up at the table side. "Hey guys, can I have some of your drinks? Please?" Before either could respond, Kay took Annie's mug and took a huge gulp. "Thanks! Everyone's been letting me have some and it's great and now I need more!" Springing up and away, she waved goodbye and zipped around the corner.
Annie started at her now-empty mug, hair obscuring her eyes.
Sydney rolled her eyes and slid over her still half-filled mug. "Here. You can be the #1 Poke Fucker for today."
Sydney adjusted her jacket as she walked out. The weather was warming up thankfully. It wouldn't be long before she could go on some cheeky escapades outside. But, at the moment, her mind was occupied with something from earlier.
Annie shuffled out after her, adjusting the bottom of her sweater dress and muttering, "Stupid giant ass..." She walked on and let Sydney match pace. Glancing from time to time, she saw Sydney looking down, lost in thought and running her lip between her teeth.
"Okay, what is it?"
Sydney's head jerked up. "What's what?"
Annie gave her an exasperated look. "I've known you long enough to know you are acting weird. Hell, not seeing some sort of smile on your face at all times is enough of an indication."
Sydney became suddenly fixated on her feet. Little movements conveyed her uncertainty and fluster. Sighing finally, she started with, "Can I confess something?"
Annie snorted. "You rarely hold anything back."
Sydney chuckled at that. "True~  So...," her face flushing, "...I uh- well I have a... there's a fetish I've had for a long time, a big one, that I've never told anyone before-"
Oh god...
"-and it's... well- I just- you know how... uh..."
Despite not knowing what this secret desire of her's was, Annie found her face flushing too. But she was also growing impatient. Sydney had turned into a mumbling and shy mess that was reminiscent of a Whismur. Â "Cmon, just spit it out!" It was a bit harsher than Annie had intended, but it got Sydney to snap to attention with a tiny yipe.
The blonde gathered herself. She took a deep breath and spouted out, "Ihaveapublicusefetish!"
A moment passed.
"...a what?"
"Um... public use... fetish..."
If she had heard of it before, Annie was completely blanking.
"So it's like where you restrain yourself in some way like in a medieval stock or through a wall or tied to a toilet in a restroom stall and you can do nothing as all these guys or girls come up to you and use you as they want to, taking turns licking you or fucking you or groping you and you can resist but the pleasure will be too much and they will never stop doing what they want with your body and you get overwhelmed with pleasure and eventually you become a sloppy drooling mess!"
As the explanation went on, Sydney had gotten so into it she seemed giddy. Annie, on the other hand, had almost fallen over in mental overload. Recovering, she inquired, "Aaa, er... like... something super submissive? Like a kind of BDSM?"
Sydney cocked her head in thought. "Hmm. Kinda? It's more about being taken advantage of, being unable to do anything as random partners take advantage of you."
The idea fleshed out in her mind, not too far off from some of her own secret kinks, but Annie felt the need to ask something else. "I-I-I-uh um.... Did... you need to confess that?" If this was some sort of super secret, why tell her? Why bring it up at all?
"It's a bit of an... irregular fantasy," Sydney mumbled meekly. "I'm open about a lot of stuff but that's one I don't know that I could ever experience. I can't realistically just set myself in a situation with no control over it and expect it to work out. Even- well- even if that is what the fantasy is all about."
It still felt like this was leading to something. "Okayyy," Annie pushed, "but is there something you want me to do? You know I don't lend my Pokemon." Anymore, she mentally added. Her mind flashed back to that night they had drunkenly decided to try a swap, the image of her Pangoro jackhammering Sydney while trapped by the Blaziken and Scolipede took front and back. It had taken a week for the soreness to fade.
The blonde worked up her best watery cutesy eyes. "You have a lot of friends-"
Annie humphed. "I have some, not a lot."
"-so I was wondering if you could ask around and see if maybe there was- I dunno- a way I could fulfill this dream?" She leaned closer and put the pleading cuteness to its maximum.
Annie stepped back under the visual assault. "Me?! Why go through me?"
"This way you can say you are asking for a friend instead of for yourself."
Her tough demeanor crumbling at the adorable sadness, she tried one last rebuttal. Â "YOU could say that! You can pretend it's for someone else!"
Sydney wiped away a single (potentially non-existent) tear from her eye. Pouting and closing in, she locked her hands together to seal her plea. "They'd figure it out somehow! It's just too embarrassing! I need you!"
Annie flashed a disbelieving look but exhaled in defeat. Sydney was never hesitant or too shy for anything. This truly did seem meaningful to her. What kind of friend would she be if she turned away a face that cute and needy. "Fiiiiiiine.... I'll see who I can ask."
A faceful of boobs met her as Sydney tried to jump-hug her. Throwing her off as usual, the larger trainer worked on creating a mental list. "You want restraints, some Pokemon, someone trustworthy, and... anything else I should be asking or looking for?"
The blonde ponytail swayed as she bobbed her head in thought. "I guess I want someone who understands it. They would probably be the best, I think. I just know you can do it!"
Any veto Annie would have had died with a sparkle of excited blue eyes. "I'll do my best. I'll find...," inwardly prepping herself for the awkward task ahead, "...someone for that..."
Sydney cheered and treated Annie to a quick cheek nuzzle before she could be tossed off again. "Thank you~! I'll treat you to lunch again soon!" She skipped around and hurried ahead, waving goodbye.
Annie watched her go. As soon as she was out of sight, she dashed into a nearby alley and to the back of a strip mall. The heat in her face still refused to leave. Too many new ideas too fast, most likely. She pulled her oldest Pokeball from her bag, muttering to herself, "Just need a quickie to get this out of my system. She always does this to me. Just a quickie..."
Home life was fairly quiet during the day, even if she did let her Pokemon roam freely now and again. Getting through all her notifications, she reclined and stretched. No plans, no more obligations at the moment, the rest of the day was effectively open for her.
So first would have to be snacking.
As she strolled into her kitchen, her Floatzel bounded up to her and leapt into her arms. She laughed as he licked her chin. "Have I not given you enough attention, Kitkat?" She snuggled him and returned the kisses.
The phone next to her rang and, shifting her hold, she picked up the receiver. She answered with, "Hello~? Sydney's house of love and smut, how may I help and/or hump you?"
Ten full seconds of silence replied.
"Hello?"
"I thought you had stopped doing that."
"Oh, hello Annie! What can I do you for?" A sad look from Kitkat led his trainer to adjust, moving the phone to rest between hand and shoulder. Which gave her an arm to cradle him and one hand free.
"Everyone else I know is fairly normal. But, nooooooo, I have to also know one crazy person."
"Awwwww, you're so sweet~"
The other end opted to ignore her jokes and press forward. "So... do you remember that 'request' you had for me?"
"Of course!" Even if she hadn't given good news or bad news, Sydney couldn't help but perk up. The Floatzel seemed to appreciate the extra enthusiasm she gave him as well.
"I asked a few and it took some work, but remember Kamon? He had an old hookup who had told him about some rumors. Dug around, checked with my old Team coworkers, had to pull a favor or two... so lots of different things you'll owe me for later." Both of them knew Sydney was imagining up ways to use Pokemon to 'repay' her but that all offers would be rejected. "Anyway, that got me to some contest girl who knows an employee at this secret spot. Sounds like they can help you."
Excitement battled with logic. This seemed too good to be true. "Some... secret place?"
"Yeah. Apparently it's some sort of underground 'business' two towns over, closer to the sea. Can only get in with the right connections. She said they have assigned days for humans together or Pokemon together or mixing the two and lots of other strange stuff I couldn't get details on."
Kitkat's breathing grew heavy as Sydney's handjob quickened. "And they are trustworthy? I'm not going to be bought and sold, never to be seen again?"
"Uhhhhh..." Annie knew better than to ask if that was another secret fetish she had been hiding for years. "It sounded like it was. Return customers are better for business, so they aim to get new regulars. Its kiiiiiinda got some prostitution in some parts, and I'm supposed to tell you to avoid that word.
"Anyway, this girl can get you in if you set up an appointment for the night of.... hold on..." The other end was set down, giving Sydney a chance to drop her mouth and suck him off for the finale. A moment later, sounds of the phone jostling came through. "...the night of the 20th or 27th. You going to be able to make it?"
Kitkat let out a pleasured whimper. Sydney gulped it down and returned to the receiver. "Hell yes!"
"Phew... Means I'm finally done. She told me a lot of details you need to be aware of and I have them written down here. First off is the money. They said-"
But all the details flew over her head as she left the phone behind, dancing in circles with Kitkat as her partner. She could sweat the small stuff after a bit of pre-fun celebration.
Sydney double-checked the map she had scribbled down before sneaking into the alleyway. A second turn led to a line of backdoors, many of them manned by large men, Machokes, or a fairly large Gourgeist in one case. Each one eyed her, but made no move. She smiled at each as she passed and located the one she had come for.
The muscular human in her way looked her up and down. One of the requirements she had been given was not to wear anything flashy to the entrance. She had ended up with a plain cerulean dress and nothing else (going commando was extra refreshing in a dress). Even so, if she was going to get naked, and especially if she was going to get messed up tonight, there wasn't much point in perfecting layers of cosmetics.
"Appointment?" he gruffed.
She stiffened as nerves attempted to get in the way of her perfect night. "Only the loveliest of ones, please," she recited.
He flipped a paper on his clipboard, paused, then opened the entrance for her. "First timer, then. Your door will be the 3rd on the right. Someone will come to meet and guide you from there." Sydney silently and enthusiastically nodded in thanks, practically skipping as she went.
She found her room to be fairly small, only three chairs, a desk, and a couch. Just a waiting room, calm down, nothing yet. Plopping down on the couch, she tried a few calming breaths, though her heart refused to stop its marathon.
The door clicked and her nerves attacked, causing her to leap to stiff attention. A female of about the same height walked in and smiled at her. Her outfit was a patterned teal color and her skirt was short enough that any amount of bending over would show off her ass. She shifted her lightly purple hair out of her eyes and looked Sydney up and down. Survey complete, she grinned at Sydney.
"Ah, so you're the girl Nora called to have me to add? Are you sure you're slutty enough for this?" Sydney blinked. The employee's grin widened as she motioned to follow. "I mean, you're pretty slender. Almost fragile. You sure your body can take all the dick you are about to get?"
Sydney was too giddy to take it as an insult and her own grin was boasting with confidence. "I can totally take all the dicks. All of them." Her voice trembled slightly, but her enthusiasm was clear.
The girl laughed and turned down a new hallway. "Perfect, glad to hear it! This place should match you wonderfully. Come on. Oh, and the name's Violet."
She hesitated, surprised at the forwardness and openness despite this being a secret facility of sorts. Maybe this is what talking to me is like? "I'm Sydney."
As she followed, Sydney glanced around. The hallway was mostly concrete, a thin carpet lining the floor. Thinking on it, it contrasted to the room she had just been in, slightly grungy versus a well-furnished office. The hallways oddly alternated between being lined with doors or being baren. Noises could be heard various rooms they passed, one of them clearly being sloppy smacking and passionate moaning. Based on the paths they had taken and the layout that she could glimpse, she speculated this underground complex was built with many rooms for many purposes.
"...how long has this been here?"
Violet shrugged without looking back. "Don't actually know. I'm here temporarily. I run a tour ride service for my beach during most of the year. Sometimes they ride the Lapras, sometimes they get a treat with an extra payment~" She punctuated the statement with some (unnecessary) lewd motions. "Heard about this place from a friend of similar interests and snagged some part-time here while the weather was frigid. But, summer has almost returned and the beach is lively again so this will be my last week before I go back."
Images of relaxing in her signature bikini on a beach popped into her head. "I'd love to visit and check it out."
Violet beamed. "It's just off of the route along the coast, about a mile south of the downtown area. Just look for the signs and I'll be sure to look for you~"
The two stopped, having gone to one of the deepest parts of the complex. All hallways appeared to lead back the way they had come.
"Alright, so you will be going into one of three rooms once you are ready." Violet opened a door and led them into a changing room with a large mirror. A row of outfits hung on a rack, everything from Pokemon cosplays to bunnygirls to bondage suits. She spun to face Sydney. "One of the rooms is for any girls, human or Pokemon, who want to get fucked by both humans and Pokemon. The other two are for the girls to get exclusively human dick or Pokemon dick. Sorry, but there won't be any lesbian action in this section. If we let both in that way, the room would become an orgy. And we already have a room for that. So... Did you bring any Pokemon and do you know which room any of them would prefer?"
"Ah, no," Sydney flustered. "I didn't know my Pokemon could join so I just came alone."
"That's fine. If you like how your fuck experience was here, you can bring them when you come next time~" The newcomer felt her heart flutter while Violet gave a knowing smile. "So, then, which room are you in the mood for tonight?"
Sydney could not hold back her goofy grin, trying to hide it behind one of her hands. "I've always always always wanted this and- um- I want..."
She paused to actually think on it. She knew she wanted Pokemon, so the human-only room was out. But the mixed room...? Sure, she had experienced a number of human lovers in her life as well. She didn't mind human sex. But... compared to Pokemon.... the variety, the intensity, the surprises, the copious amounts of cum...
"I want the, uh, the Pokemon-only room! Please?"
Feelings here were infectious. Something about the drive of this girl was really making Violet look forward to seeing reaction afterwards. "That works for us. The other girls we have in tonight all opted for the other two rooms and I wasn't looking forward to cramming all the Pokemon into the mixed room to compensate. Also means more of the focus of all the studs in there will be on you."
Sydney's face became a deep crimson and her grin was beyond uncontrollable. She performed a few joyful hops in place. Violet laughed again and placed a hand on Sydney's shoulder. "I get that you are super excited, and I'm happy for you, but you've got to relax. You don't want to be tensed up and have this not feel amazing, right?" Seeing recognition in the other's eyes, Violet massaged the tan girl's shoulders and made sure she actually relaxed. "Better now?"
It took a bit, but Violet was quite adept with her hands. "Mmm... Better."
"Excellent. So I did mention the focus will be on you, so you will need to be prepared for that. I mean that you might get a little raw and you might get tired. Try and pace yourself. Depending on how you want to experience this, letting go and just allowing them do anything they want as you drift off into bliss is an option."
The logistics of this had never occurred to Sydney. Fantasies didn't have much care for how 'realistic' something might be. "What do I do if I get tired?"
"Tell you in a moment. First thing's first, I need you to strip down and get ready."
"Ready?"
"Well, yeah." Violet picked a marker up off a desk. "Don't you want some body writing? Let them know just how much of a slut you are?" Sydney's face lit up and Violet again set her hand on the blonde's shoulder. "Calm down, calm down. Relaxed, remember?"
The two laughed and Sydney bent down to pull up her dress. Violet took the opportunity to continue her run-through. "The way the room is set up is you have a cushioned board to lay on with a hole to stick your bottom through. There are eight smaller holes around the main one for placing your legs for whatever position you will be in. The holes are foam at the edges so you don't have to worry about hurting yourself with a spasm." Sydney's chest bounced free and Violet handed her a hanger. "Straps and restraints are available too, if you want a more... dominated night. Ask me when you get set up and I'll get you situated. If you get a cramp or something falls asleep, the best advice is you can shift position."
Sydney began tuning the finer details out but got the rest of the main points. Two buttons on the board's side (one for signalling position change to the males, one for asking assistance), a Beheeyem would be there for adjusting or releasing restraints, psychic aid was available, and something about confidentiality. She was sure she could manage it.
Violet had removed Sydney's panties and was staring at her freshly waxed (she had taken every step for this night to be perfect) and wet pussy. Moving in, Violet sampled a lick along the entirety of her slit. Sydney jumped, her musing broken, and looked down. Violet looked away sheepishly. "Sorry, I kind of lost myself for a moment. It just looked so... so..."
Recomposing herself, Sydney chuckled, waving it off. "Don't worry about it. It's not that I'm not interested. I'm..." Her eyes shone with conviction. "I'm just focused on what is next at the moment."
Violet's cheeks tinted lightly at seeing the honesty intensity in her determination. She stood up and snickered. "I bet you are. So how about we get started on your body writing? Where do you want to start?"
"Something I've always wanted to do." She lifted her bangs. "Big letters, whole forehead, just write 'SLUT.'"
"If you ever need anything, the Beheeyem is there to help. He's pretty passive, so no worries about him interfering if you don't want it." Sydney nodded in acknowledgement and Violet closed the door behind herself.
Sydney took another deep breath and closed her eyes. She had given up on trying to completely calm herself, but she did want to be relaxed.
The restraints felt like leather, but had a strange softness to them. They were tight around her belly and upper arms in a few places but still left relatively free movement of her limbs. Her bare buttocks had been pushed through the main hole in the wall while her legs were pulled back to allow maximum pussy exposure to the other side. Cushion additions were included around the wall and behind her lifted legs to allow a variety of angles to rest them. Currently, her feet rested on two other upper smaller holes.
The room, or at least her side of it, was mostly barren and concrete like the hallways. Thankfully it was moderately heated, just enough to not feel cold. The smell was potent but did also smell like the area was regularly scrubbed down. Everything was clean saved for small cum stains that had dripped from the holes they had missed. Soon, she would be making new ones.
Light shown through the holes, matching the dim illumination on her end, as a latch clicked and she heard her partners for the night shuffle in. From the sound of their movement alone, there sounded to be a wide variety of sizes and weights. Snorts and rumblings of approval met her ears.
They see me! They have no idea who I am and they see me and I'm going to get~Â The inner delight devolved into a mental squee.
Sydney craned her neck to try and see past herself into the room. Her lower areas were fairly snug in the wide main hole and her legs made shifting difficult. The smaller gaps were easier to see, but the angle made them pointless.
She tried to slow her breathing. Anticipation was getting to her. Her mind was a stream of fantasies, worries, and the realization that this was actually truly happening right now. In the absence of physical contact, she was acutely aware of juices dribbling out of herself already.
Some lighter steps moved in and paused. Sydney held her breath. More steps came closer. They should have been right next to her.
Impatience prevailed and she tried wiggling her rear to tempt them. Come on, boys, I'm juicy and I'm right here, come on... A bead of sweat trickled down her face. Pokemon had fantastic noses, they must have been able to tell she was aroused and ready to mate.
And then two paws spread her lower lips and she felt him take a momentary inhale of her scent before diving in with his tongue. In that second she froze, but the dam was broken. These brutes of all sorts had her now and they wanted her. Her anticipation of what was to come was getting in the way of the now, so she pushed those thoughts aside.
A wide and whiskered face pushed into her, lapping at the flow. Her head relaxed and her breathing grew vocal. Hips tried to push against his face fruitlessly. A long snout pressed against a cheek, trying to squeeze in. The thirsty patron shifted partially to the side but continued his drink. The intruding snout edged closer and was able to extend a longer tongue into her honey-filled opening.
Sydney squirmed, the feeling of two distinct tongues entirely new to her. One was fairly normal and wide. That one tried to get as much feminine juice as it could. Each time it would insert, get in further, then curl the tip and run it along the topside to pull in more. The other one was long and thin but not snake-like. It teased her, running over every wall and flicking in and out at random depths.
The small first Pokemon pulled back, giving her ass a hearty tail slap before retreating. The second one moved in, shoving his long nose and mouth into her. Moans and slight wiggles tried to coax him further. The slender tongue probed at the deepest parts he could reach.
Satisfied with the sampling, he moved away. Momentary disappointment was replaced with excited anxiety as a thin-tipped shaft wedged between her folds. She felt her human body widen and accept the reptilian dick entering her. Her partner crooned in appreciation.
It was so strange, having only clues as to who was taking advantage of her willing body. Getting a better feel as her mate started slow, she could tell he did not have a dual dick (hemipenis, as Macy once corrected her) wrapped together as one, but instead just a single unit. And it wasn't a familiar feeling, the long connal shape too typical to be a hint.
Her partner sped up and fondled her exposed skin. Sydney blanked and then tried (and failed) to bonk herself in the head.
Why even try and figure it out? If I get it, yay. But I am here-
The Pokemon aggressively drove himself in, hips smacking against her.
-to get fucked silly. So screw you mind, shut up!
Pushing thoughts out of the way to make room for mindless fun came just in time for a blitz of humping. She couldn't yet bring herself to call to him, but it didn't matter. With his rapid pace and constant groaning now, he was ready to finish. He held himself inside and a couple thick gushes warmed her.
Her first stepped back. Beastly chuckles and grunts accompanied shuffling as the next one moved forward. She could hear what distinctly sounded like dick jerking. She bit her lip, mind forming images of phantom cocks, being readied to plow her.
With a bit of courage, she called to the other room. "...Next."
A heavy and long rod landed on her exposed belly. She could instantly tell it was a horse-like dick, but the shape felt a bit different to others she had partaken of prior. The flared head kept missing the entrance. Soon enough the tip found its mark, her entrance kissing him and guiding him inside, as he pushed in hastily. There was no control to his wild humping. With his length, Sydney felt herself filled to the brim. She stretched, pain and pleasure taking equal parts, a sensation like being torn in half was the greatest.
Her partner shoved in further, ramming her deepest depths, as he hooked his front forehooves through higher holes. The wall creaked as his onslaught persisted. An unstoppable moan slipped through her lips. She was thankful she was drenched. Otherwise, this onslaught would be unbearable in a completely different way.
Sydney looked at the legs through the holes to see if they were familiar. Her mind blanked for a moment as a new sensation took over. A small bulb was pushing itself against her ass and she could feel a tongue from the bulb penetrate her. Her head jerked and back arched against the restraints involuntarily. This time identification came naturally to her. A Girafarig.
The tail-head paid the nearby cock pumping no mind as it fervently licked and sucked. Even if the horse body was impatient and relentless, the tail head was an expert. It teased, flexed its tongue inside, circled and rimmed, rapidly pumped, and repeatedly kept her body guessing. A shaft of that size was more than plenty, yet she was unable to do anything but tighten further.
With a lust-filled moan, her first orgasm hit. A gasping whinny escaped the psychic equine hybrid. The quickly softening dick emptied a bucket of sticky seed into her before slipping out and pouring the rest on the floor.
Sydney sighed serenely. This was pretty much what she'd wished for. Horny Pokemon having their way with her, seeing her as a fucktoy needing her slutty urges fulfilled and obliging. They weren't wrong. She could be satisfied with just these two, but she knew there were many more to come.
And, best of all, she had no say in the matter.
Some grunts and almost polite sounding growls came from the other side. The last one had pulled back already, so the next must be picked and getting into place. Sydney looked down to see small paws climb upward using the slots. "Ur-ursa..." sighed the little bear as he got into position. Dropping from the holes above, he grabbed onto where her legs were sticking through. Sydney smiled sweetly, noticing he was being careful about his claws on her skin.
Finally positioning himself around her exposed portion, the Teddiursa slid his dick in. Previous cum spilled from him entering. A stuttering gasp of euphoria escaped him. The sloppy wetness and warmth of her body tightened around him. For a smaller species, he wasn't that badly sized.
This was clearly his first time inside a female because he could not control himself. With a tighter grip on her legs, he pounded her wildly. Something still held her back from going all out vocally, so she whispered, just loud enough that she hoped he could hear her. "Mmmmm, such a good boy, harder, harder, make your naughty mommy feel good..."
A few gasps more and the teddy bear added his semen to his first conquest. Sydney did her best to milk him. She felt him pull out and his grip release from her legs.
Three down.
A new touch made her alert as slender fingers groped her cum-smeared asscheeks. Squeezing and kneading her ass, the fingers gathered up spunk. The hands left her ass, disappointing Sydney momentarily, before the messy fingers pushed into her asshole. The cream gave him a smoother fit for testing her tightness. Getting in a second finger led to a pumping motion.
In the meantime, her next round began. No foreplay, no holding her body, he aimed and shoved himself in. Sydney cried out, feeling the intense heat from his shaft. A fire type for sure. He felt like a veteran to this, knew exactly what he wanted. His strangely curvy erection rubbed in such unusual ways and he was able to twist so that no part got used to the changing girth in each thrust. Oh, god... I have got to get one of these... The only downside was that her ass-lover needed to step away for the large Pokemon taking his turn at using the human cumdump.
The feeling became too much as her own orgasm was reached. Her insides convulsed around him, making the girth all the more palpable. He quickly sped up as the new tightness removed his ability to resist. Pressing himself in as deep as possible, Sydney got the sense that his tip had a wider opening than most. Powerful gushes flooded her womb to its limit as he let out a ragged groan.
They allowed her no break. As soon as the current cock was removed, the two fingered hands returned to her rear and a dick made its way into her ass. Surprise made her tighten, but she relaxed as much as she could to ease the pressure for him. The fit was tight, but the cum he had fingered into her helped. She couldn't be sure, but it felt like her first user again. He was definitely enjoying it and gave her some spanks as he went.
A few thumps on the wall implied a smaller acrobatic one had jumped up and around. Paws hanging from outer holes, he swung himself in and dropped to her legs. His smaller body allowed him to hammer downward into her pussy with ease and her anal lover to go uninterrupted. As the top one caused others' cum to slop out, the lower one was lubed and increased speed.
The two got into a rhythm with each other and kept switching between entering together and alternating. One of them audibly snickered. His paws traced her skin where she knew she had phrases written. Few times had she felt as vulnerable as when someone was reading smut off of her skin.
Movement caught her eye as she spied a Duosion peeking through a higher hole at her. She shifted her foot up to that little window, just as curious as the cute blob. The foot couldn't quite reach the hole but green membrane extended to close the gap. The little cell creature's projected body phazed into her. A tingling somewhere between shocking and numbness took form in that area and that area alone. It was otherworldly. The Duosion gave one of its playful gurgly chirps and pulled away.
Sydney's focus instantly snapped back to the dual pounding. Her body was starting to feel a bit strained but it still yearned for the rush that they could deliver. In unison, the two emptied into her. The one up top finished up and dropped down. The one in her rear made sure to get every last drop inside. When he was satisfied he was empty, he gave her one last smacking.
Sydney's light panting caught in her throat as she felt the next Pokemon press against her. Both holes at once. The upper one slid in, the tip curved and becoming thicker near the base. Claws moved and spread her cheeks as the second found its mark. This was one she could recognize, a Garchomp. Thankfully, this one felt slightly smaller than the last one she had enjoyed. Huge was fun, but too much for a marathon run.
Muscles tensed, her body experiencing little twitches as he tested how deep he could go. Smaller or not, a Garchomp was still a big dragon and the double dick was always an experience.
The dual insertion made reaching all the way in infeasible. But getting deep did not matter to the monster. Letting out a heavy roar of primal lust, he worked his hips and found the best angle to go at it. Nails dug into her palms. If she had not been creamed repeatedly by this point, this would not have been as wonderful as it was now.
Her skin slick and her breath heaving, Sydney felt her mind wander periodically into a realm of thoughtless pleasure. At this point, she broke past her last inhibition and called to him, "Fuck me, please- harder~!"
The new stimulus emboldened the Garchomp. The wall between them shook as he grabbed hold of it to increase his penetrating to brutal degrees. Her moans hit a new level, vocabulary opened to filth and desire. They worked off of each other, her calls making him more fierce, his intensity making her tighter and more vocal, a cycle that could only end one way. She was dripping so much that any resistance in her rear was removed as his lower dick was coated.
"I'm- ahhhh~ I'm just a human slut! Just a- oh~Â -cocksleave for you! Mmmmmm~" Her cheeks hurt from the amount of smiling. Truly, this had fulfilled her dream. "I need my punishment, give me all of it!"
Her mind abruptly snagged. The odd numbness reappeared in her lower belly, just north of her current rut session. The Duosion on the other side of the wall playfully moved to have his psychic bubble envelope her clit, his physical body reaching and rubbing it.
Sydney's hips bucked as much as they could in this binding. The shocking and contact there combined with the violent fucking provoked the most intense orgasm Sydney had felt in her entire life. Saliva dripped from her gaping mouth, frozen in airless screaming. A jet of juices exploded out. Her walls had clamped on the land dragon's shafts, forcing him to make it three more thrusts before climaxing.
The beautiful trainer was still too enthralled by the continuing orgasm to notice a massive smashing noise only a meter away.
Inklings of consciousness returned in time to see cracks spreading through the walls and ceiling. Directly in front of her was the Garchomp, making equally surprised eye contact. He had headbutted through with that last explosion.
The cracking seemed to finish and everything settled with an uneasy silence on both sides. Sydney's eyes darted to the Beheeyem floating in the corner. It appeared entirely unfazed by this development. Looking back, the human's pupils shrunk as she watched the Garchomp pull away...
...and take a massive chunk of the wall with him, clinging to his neck.
With that, the wall crumbled on both sides. Sydney shut her eyes tight and prepared for the worst. Parts of the ceiling as well as the wall opposite the room's entrance turned to dust. The Beheeyem finally stepped in, but only to passively move larger or threatening pieces to the side and made a pile. It shortly returned to the same idle state as before.
The dust settled. Both sides of the divider stared at each other. For the first time, they could all see the visage of their female. And, for her, she could see all who had come to mate with her helpless body.
The barely visible head of a Dewott. A Grovyle. The Girafarig. An older looking Magmortar. The floating Duosion. The just-finished Garchomp. A cut Furfrou with green accents. And a few eyes trying to peek over the top of the ruined wall.
All visible now. And staring.
The Duosion giggled in a quirky way and removed any particles from her body, balling them up and politely adding it to the pile of rubble. A noticeable change occurred. Sydney watched from her table as the smell of arousal in the air was picked up again by the group. Limp dicks began to swell again and fire lit in their eyes.
Conflicting feelings of fear and excitement took hold, unable to do anything about the carnal males as they moved in, like wolves descending upon a trapped prey.
"...holy shit..."
Sydney's head whipped around at the new voice. The collapse had broken through to a neighboring below ground section of the larger building. Three sets of human eyes were staring at her, peering through to see what had interrupted them. Dim lamps, rounded half-tables, and a poker visor on the dapper man gave it a clear gambling vibe.
And now these guys had seen her too. Naked. Sweaty. Tied down. Pokemon cum splattered on her front. Mixed secretions dripping out her back.
And her forehead with "SLUT" written in bold lettering.
The Dewott was the first to jump in. He hopped the barrier and leapt on up. He whispered to her, degrading her, then took her face in his paws and forcefully made out with her. Sydney returned the kiss and felt the rush redouble.
The rest moved all around her, including smaller ones her viewpoint had hidden. A Shieldon had clambered up and mounted her, clearly impatient for his turn. The Grovyle lifted her now-freed leg, spanking her ass with one hand, the other holding her leg high to lick down the length of it. The Dewott moved back to jerk himself off on her face and boobs, laughing ruthlessly the entire time. One hand was pulled to a dick she willingly stroked while another hand grabbed her hair and turned her head to take the enlarged erection jabbing at her mouth.
It was completely overwhelming now and she was running on both auto-pilot and desire.
The Shieldon pulled out and moved up her body to her chest. With enough jizz there for lube, he pulled the pair together with his front feet, mounted her breasts, and began to fuck them. The opening allowed the Furfrou to step in and take her slopping vag. Whatever trim he had had before, it fell apart in the frenzied heat of his humping.
Up to this point, only a few had made their own taunting comments about the delicious meat they had been presented. Now they were all vocal and riled. Some claimed her as their concubine. If any were not actively banging her or up close, they were keeping themselves hard and adding more white to their human painting.
Unable to turn her head while her mouth was filled with cock, her eyes spied the humans climbing through the opening. One was the dealer, dressed well, older, sporting a thin but styled beard, and clearly was no stranger to the profession. The second wore a custom peacoat, standing out with his mohawk and excitement. The last was a younger boy, though old enough to enter an establishment like this, who looked shy yet entranced at the sight before him. Soon it was too much, the younger one dropping his pants and jacking himself off. On the other side, she saw the mohawk guy had pulled out a phone and was filming her.
Oh my god, they're watching me. They're recording me. A sense of shame did nothing to negate the pleasure, almost heightening it instead as she felt the gaze of so many horny humans and Pokemon eyeballed her. I... I truly am a slut.
Just for a moment, soreness panged through her body. The Psychic in the corner glowed and hummed for a second and all pain was removed. With that, a renewed vigor allowed her to buck her hips with the Furfrou's rhythm.
His knot emptied enough to pop out. The red shaft she sucked on pulled out as well as it unloaded. Sydney felt almost swelled even as it spilled out. Sweat and spunk coated her body now, hair a mess, chest jiggling in ways that hypnotized them. It wasn't enough just yet. "Pound me, rut me, make me your bitch, c'mon~" she egged all of them on.
One of three new guys stepped in close. Her expression was unable to show anything beyond a primal fusion of seductive and wild, beckoning him in. Her tongue ran over his bell-end, mouth wide and waiting, eyes locked with his. "MmmMMMmm, f-f-fuck..." Powerless to resist anymore, he splattered her face. She licked up his mess (and a few others') with a smile.
The Magmortar stepped up and pushed her legs up and back like they had been before. Even through the slop, her asshole was visible and still slightly open from the last usage. He grinned wide and pushed himself in. Sydney gasped, but angled for him, calling, "Take my ass, big boy! Claim my dirty body!"
The Dewott had ridiculous stamina as he got in for another round of pussy pounding. A claw tipped Sydney's head back and she found herself sucking on the lower Garchomp shaft while the upper one throbbed just above her face. A human dick in one hand and a horse dick in another, she was now in a complete gangbang, brazenly displaying her sinful cravings.
A hand groped her. Claws traced her body. Sensitive nipples were teased. The phone's camera moved closer and got full view of her holes being slammed. Dicks of all shapes and sizes, pulsed, wanting her and only her. Human and Pokemon jeering and shaming flew from all directions.
It was too much and she hit her peak.
Even with her waves of orgasms, the sensation of the fire type finishing while buried deep made her melt into a puddle of bliss. Her body spasmed as liquids, both sexual and not, sprayed out. Her moaning caused the Garchomp to explode both inside and outside of her. Chain reactions followed as a collective groan was immediately followed by cum flying in from all angles.
There was a moment of pause as they all withdrew. Sydney's limbs hung limp. Her body was covered in semen and smudged phrases asking to be fucked. She twitched involuntarily, orgasm fading only now. Her mind felt like it had broken five times over.
Once again, the Beheeyem hummed, a faint glow covering her in that moment.
No one was ready to stop. Sydney happily accepted sucking on the creamy dick as the shorter guy stepped up. The Girafarig gained access to her cunt as the Furfrou teased and licked her nipples. This was a one-of-a-kind girl and none of them were going to waste a second of this golden opportunity.
Being a slut is just so goddamn fun~
"And all I could do was just watch and suck and cum as they all took turns over and over and over..." Sydney's eyes became a thousand mile stare as the memories overtook her, gaining a goofy smile. Ten crimson faces were seated with her. None of them wanted to be the first to speak.
Just as she had planned, she was back at the cafe and treating Annie again. Though, this time she was celebrating such a momentous occasion that she had to invite the entire gang to hear of her night. None of them had known what they were getting into (save for Annie) before Sydney had launched into her epic. It wasn't unusual for talk like this between them all, but the tale had gotten to many levels beyond sanity.
The staff did not bother them. In fact, upon detecting their topic, they chose to steer clear. Only one was forced to overhear as he worked on cleaning up some spaghetti Aurora had spilled when she had rushed over upon arrival.
Once Sydney snapped from her reverie, she concluded with, "But, now they need to fix up some walls and pay off some people and some other stuff. It's a whole thing. Violet said they'll be back up and running in a week. Though... the "Wall Gals" nights are only twice a month, shouldn't get in the way of the next one scheduled. So, who wants to go next time???"
Her eagerness was met with mumbles of noncommitment. Most looked away, not ready for an experience like that. Alexis was the unfortunate first to make eye contact. "Alexisss~?" Sydney crooned suggestively, her eyebrows dancing.
No matter how collected any girl here usually was, being put on the spot like this was too much. Fruitlessly, she pulled her hat down and tried to hide behind it as she answered. "Maybe... maybe another time? I'm not sure I'd be... comfortable... with that just yet..." She peeked out, worried her rejection had hurt.
Sydney sat back with a knowing smirk. "It's okay guys. You don't have to join if you aren't ready." There was a collective sigh of relief. "Besides, you all know if you ever need help, I can give you all my assistance any time," she added with a wink.
"Any time?!" Aurora jumped up with a far too eager expression. She froze, turned the darkest red possible, and sat down quickly, knocking another plate of spaghetti to the floor. The waiter mad-dogged at her, but she was too busy staring pointedly at her lap.
Sydney stole several of her friends' snacks to shift the focus back to herself. She gave Ellie a smug look while she ate her cookie, earning her a kick under the table. Better that, she reasoned, than to let Aurora's embarrassment worsen. Looking out the window, a new idea occurred to her.
"Actually...," sly eyes returning to her gathered followers, "I heard there's a beachside spot opening up again now that Spring is back. It's a lot warmer than it's been in a long time. I'm sure some of you are looking to let loose." She leaned in like sharing a secret with her conspirators. "What'd'ya say? Up for a beach party together?"
This is a supplemental post to the “Sydney’s Fantasy Fulfillment” fic.
In case you don’t recognize the beginning and ending influences, here you go: http://trainer-kay.tumblr.com/post/132508803298 & http://nurse-aurororora.tumblr.com/post/132253323541. Again, they are only influences, because taking them directly from the post would not work as well for constructing the story.
Oh, also http://trainer-sydney.tumblr.com/post/108493118426Â as the TRUE inspiration.
Focus of course was @trainer-sydney and secondary roles went to @trainer-annie and @trainer-violet . I wanted to fit in as many of the community as I could, but I kept removing references because they felt like out-of-place namedropping.
Those who did make it in (mention or appearance) were @idol-nora, @trainer-alexis, @trainer-liviann, two OCs from @ask-a-pokephile, @trainer-kay, @trainer-ellie (also Pasteldaemon who I can never get the @ to work for), and the story could not be complete without @nurse-aurororora spaghetti. Ellie was the one I most wanted to work in because she’s such a classic, but she was put in and cut six times before the final draft. So, if you did not make it in, you can assume you were one of the unnamed members at Sydney's lunch group.
A fic is coming within a week (currently in peer review stage) and archive work is slow but progressing. Even so, wanted to do a quick extra project.
I’m actually quite a breeder and like making competitive guys, especially unusual ones or just Pokemon I love in general. These are all the guys I have bred and rotate in and out for random battles. I’m even a nut in that I get the right Pokeball and right gender for the final one of each. Collection has been built up over the years and quite proud of all my allies.
how bout you signalboost trainer-alexis and trainerfaye being in financial need and doing commissions for it?
If any of my followers feel like investing money in helping our beloved artists @trainer-alexis and @trainerfaye I think they would be happy to take commissions. You can read THIS POST for Faye or donate to Alexis’s Patreon HERE.
I took a look through my stuff but I haven’t found any male milotic, and I don’t remember drawing one either… although I might have just forgotten it, I’m a bit on the forgetful side? I did get an ask once about the largest poke Sydney’d ever been with but it was actually an Aggron!
This was the second story I wrote in the Jasmin/Flash trilogy. Even though none of them form a story arc.
After the first, I became friends with Donutella and chatted a lot. And quickly realized her birthday was in under a month. This one was thrown together fairly quickly to make that deadline. Only on the day of did I realize she didn’t celebrate birthdays.
=_=
Enjoy~ ❤
"Where is it?"
Jasmin twisted her head around.
"How...?"
She began running.
"How could I lose it?"
Panic began to set in.
"I can't lose it! I have to find him!"
She frantically searched the darkness, anything she could potentially touch.
"Please!"
-the darkness engulfed her-
"PLEASE!!! I NEED HIM!"
-nothing-
"He's everything to me..."
Jasmin woke with a start to find her Greninja above her and staring, worry and concern all over his usually composed face. "Wha..." She felt tears on her cheeks but was scooped up before she had time to gather her thoughts. Whispering his way of saying her name over and over to her softly and gently, he held her tight and ran his bulbed fingers through her hair.
That's right... she thought, I didn't lose him. He's always right here, next to me... She nestled into his arms and closed her eyes, listening to Flash's slow breathing and heartbeat. Even from nightmares he would protect her. She was his number one and he was her's.
It only took a moment for Jasmin to relax and return the embrace, but they sat there together for a long while. Silence except for the sound of their bodies' slow rhythm. Eventually the two laid back down, but never let each other go as they returned to a pleasant slumber...
Consciousness slowly returned. Jasmin blinked away her drowsiness. Lifting her head slightly, she knew something was off. Turning to the left, her lover was gone. A momentary pain hit her heart, but she shook it off, knowing that had just been a dream and he was somewhere close.
Looking up, she found him. Or, rather, caught him.
Catching her glance, he froze in place and shut his eyes. It looked like he had been trying to sneak back into the bedroom. She stared at him. He didn't move an inch.
"You know I can see you, right?"
Flash flinched and began sweating.
"Where did you go?"
Flash didn't answer. He instead jumped almost instantly to the bottom of the bed. Jasmin watched as a lump under the sheets moved up to her. The sheets covered her up to her belly button. They lifted and Flash's eyes peeked out at her. She stared back, giving a playfully accusing expression as she waited for an answer.
Instead, the head ducked below the sheets again and Jasmin sharply inhaled as she felt the edge of his tongue press into her pussy lips. Surrendering to the pleasure as he kept going, she reluctantly told him, "You get off free this time..."
His hands rubbed everywhere close to her now-wet hole. His head movements made the tongue press between her lips and rub it up and down. Pulling back, he moved in again with a single finger, running it up the length of her entrance then remaining on her clit, teasing it and kissing it.
A shudder ran through her body. "You're really giving it your all today, aren't you?"
Flash lifted his head, his eyes again just barely peeking out from under the sheets. Lifting her head a bit, she could see the outline of Flash's massive tongue moving in the bed and off of one side. It then retracted, a larger bump moving with the end of the tongue. Popping out of the sheets, the tongue was holding a golden paper crown. With his flexible skills, the tongue set the crown on Jasmin's head. Tilting her head at the trick, she caught the crown as it slid off. Turning it around, she could see "Happy Birthday!" written on it.
Oh.
"OH!"
She had complete forgotten! How? Maybe some things had distracted her, but that she had actually forgotten was... unexpected, to say the least. Turning the crown more to look it over, her eyebrows raised in confusion. "Um. This says 'You Turned 6' on it. ...Flash, where did you get th-"
Her question was cut off as she dropped the crown next to her and her head jerked back with a long moan. While she had been distracted, Flash had positioned his tongue so that he could lick up her inner thigh, across her pussy lips, and down the other thigh. As he moved his head, his tongue made sure to keep following the same path, creating a very long continuous single lick. Having expected it, he held her legs firmly in place as they tried to spasm.
As the tongue pulled away, Flash gave her a moment to catch her breath. Just as she had recovered, she felt his fingers probing her, teasing her entrance. He put in two fingertips, one from each hand, and spread Jasmin's pussy open wide. She expected the sheet was blocking most of the light so Greninja couldn't see her so well. Maybe he would pull it off, so then she could see what he was doing and she could stop being surprised and unprepared for each contact of his.
As she wondered how good his night vision was, she instead felt him move his head unbearably close and inhale. Jasmin's face turned deep red as she felt and heard it. "Don't do that!" Her voice turned to mumbling and she looked away in embarrassment as she timidly added, "There's no way you'd like that..." The Greninja heard her anyway and chuckled.
Retracting his tongue, Â he pressed the hefty tip against her still-spread lips and took in the flavor leaking out with every touch. The tip then moved in circles, teasing the areas around her entrance as the fingers probed deeper. Jasmin shifted her hips against the toying, helping him with his efforts. One hand began to finger her, testing how many could fit inside. Not wanting to risk hurting her, Flash stuck with two of the three and increased his speed. Her moans gave him a good indicator of his perverted success.
The unusual fingertips gave the act such a unique feeling, the tip being the larger part causing the feeling of moving back and forth within her to be much more distinct. She could feel his hot breath against her skin, his fingers filling her, his tongue drinking up every bit she dripped. Jasmin's hips bucked as she felt herself getting close.
Sensing her rising pleasure, Flash went for the finishing move. Using his free hand, he spread the top of her folds as far as they could. Exposing her pink clit, he carefully pressed his tongue against it and played with it. The direct stimulus was too much and Jasmin climaxed, yelling Flash's name. A splash of love juice squirted out, most of it going directly into the Greninja's waiting mouth.
Flash went to work, licking up the biggest wet spots on her skin. Jasmin relaxed her head and smiled. "That... was one great birthday treat." Stretching, she moved to get up, only to find herself guided back to the pillow by a single fingertip to her lips. Flash had left the covers partially, now head propped up on one hand with a dreamy-eyed smirk on his face that said it all. No one said we were done yet. Realizing the finger to her lips was wet with her own honey, she blushed. He pulled his finger back and licked it off, keeping eye contact.
Tracing his fingertips along the curves of her hips, he looked over her body slowly. "Gre, ja grenin nin... Ja-nin jaja..." Jasmin smiled. One of the quirks to their relationship was their ability to partially communicate. Sure, they could call each other by name and sometimes they could convey exactly what they wanted to with their pose or expression or tone, but there were the odd rare times when it didn't work that way. Some things she said he didn't get, most things he said (when he actually decided to speak) she didn't get, but both were perfectly fine with those moments. Words weren't everything.
His fingertips lightly caressed her bare skin, leading up her sides and front. Despite his slow pace, Jasmin could feel her heart speeding up again in her chest. Her eyes were locked onto his movements. Over her belly button and across her, each hand moving from one side to the other, swapping and so achingly slow getting closer to her chest.
Shifting himself higher in the bed, his head reached her neck but his focus was still lower and still trailing upward. Reaching a breast, he teased the nip, pressing it and softly turning it around as it grew slightly. He gave it a slight pinch, causing a momentary gasp from his lover, then grabbed it in full and playfully squeezed and pulled one way or the other. Absent-mindedly, Jasmin closed her eyes, her breathing audible, and grabbed her other breast herself. It was only a second before she realized what she had done, but didn't stop and felt Flash mirroring her actions with the tit he had control of.
As good as it felt, she wanted more. She needed to feel what he would do next.
Jasmin released her chest, Flash doing the same, but leaving his fingertips again barely against her skin. The one hand traveled to her collarbone, following it from one side to the other, and then back again. The fingers spread out but stayed only touching with the tips, causing three trails of him exploring her. Flash again moved his body, now matching her's, and let his touch up her neck and back to where this had begun, her lips.
Jasmin rolled on her side, her hand reaching up to feel his cheek, tongue, and mouth. "You have no idea just how much I love you."
"Gre ninnin Ja-nin," he responded with a huff, apparently taking issue with her line. He leaned in and kissed her.
Jasmin pulled back, grinning, but warned him, "Let's not turn this into a contest of who loves who more, okay?"
Flash looked deep in her eyes. He then gave a small nod. Both of them taking that as a sign, they leaned in together and returned to their kissing.
Over the next few minutes, the sun slowly changed its illumination of the room. Things were getting brighter and birds were singing to the world that a new day was here. All of this was lost on the couple as all they saw was each other. They had been making out for so long at the point that they switched to deeper kisses that saliva was already trickling from both of their mouths. Hands, both webbed and non, roamed the other's skin. He found softness, a gentle warmth. She found a rougher texture, firm and muscled.
They had lost most of their sense, but Flash pulled back at one point, blinking like he had remembered something. Jasmin regained her focus, letting him rolled her onto her back again. He moved himself above his human lover. His tongue, wrapped up again but still with part free, dangled over her. Without much preface, he moved between Jasmin's legs and slide his erect dick inside of her. She felt his hips begin to rock, less emphasis on a pistoning motion and more on the different ways his erection could press against her inner walls.
She sighed, smiling, and asked, "How many times are you going to make me cum today, hmm?" Flash held up a hand and counted to three, then resetting his fingers and counting another three, and another and another and-
Jasmin slapped his hand down playfully, but leaned into his ear and whispered with a heated tone, "I'll hold you to that..." With that, she felt the rod inside her noticeably throb and grow thicker. Flash let the slapped hand continue down and begin to play with her folds around where they were connected.
They returned to kissing, though Jasmin found herself breaking the kiss at times to be able to catch her breath and sometimes let out a moan she couldn't keep in. His hip movements kept surprising her, Flash changing it up quite frequently. He made sure to slip in a sudden thrust or two sometimes.
One of his hands again left to feel the entirety of Jasmin's body, from her legs up to her shoulders and down her arms. Reaching her belly, he tenderly squeezed a small spot of squishy flesh and played with it. Jasmin pouted, her cheeks puffing out, but Flash lightly chuckled and nuzzled his cheek against her's.
The bedding beneath her was getting soaked, love juice running down her rear. Flash's erection was definitely at its full size now, the heat it had spreading throughout Jasmin's body. He was now holding himself up, a hand on either side of her head as his top was lifted, giving his dick teasing more control. His tongue played with her neck and cheeks, sometimes kissing Jasmin's tongue when it came near.
"Flash..." Jasmin whispered.
Flash opened his eyes and looked down. Jasmin was giving him a yearning look, her arms raised up on either side of him, asking for him. Responding, he lowered himself to her, wrapped his arms around her, and lifted them both. Repositioning himself, he sat with Jasmin still connected to him and sitting in his lap facing him. The change had caused much of the pussy juice Jasmin had inside to leak out quickly onto his crotch. Embarrassment from that was replaced with that fluttering feeling Flash loved to give her as he looked at her so passionately.
Holding her tight against himself, he kissed her again and let his tongue down her bare back. She held Flash equally as tight and held on as he began to thrust upwards into her. Each thrust bounced her upward, causing her to fall as he pulled back, only to be suddenly filled entirely by an upward thrust once again. Hard nipples rubbed against his skin, causing her moans to be more pronounced and the walls inside her to tighten around him.
His arms behind her back crossed, each reaching down and grabbing an asscheek. Squeezing both, he toyed with them, sometimes spreading them to the point Jasmin felt her other hole was exposed. The spreading caused her entrance to shift in how it wrapped around him. She could feel his tongue running along her ass and lower back, tasting her. She too gripped him tight, feeling his chest and back muscles moving as he continued thrusting.
A hard kiss accompanied by Flash groaning "Ja-nin~!" into her mouth was too much for her. Shoving her lips fully against his, she squeezed his dick and let out a gush of her love juice as she hit her climax. Her orgasm was too much for Flash and he erupted inside her, pulling her down to where he was truly fully inside of her. Jasmin's eyes widened as she shuddered, the heat filling her. Hot seed quickly overloading her womb and flowing out.
Their kiss broke and each of them held closer, heads resting on their partner's shoulder. Feeling each other's heartbeats, they almost subconsciously seemed to sync them, panting becoming nearly matched.
Jasmin let out a long, pleasured sigh. She could feel his cum inside her, warming her. It gave her such a rush to know he could get so turned on by her to orgasm. And now that so intimate part of him was within her, coating her entire vagina.
Even with the bit of rest now, the two couldn't stay upright. Flash shifted his legs and fell backwards into a laying position. Jasmin fell with him, laying on his chest and nuzzling against him. His tongue reached to the bedside and grabbed a tissue, flexibility able to let him reach behind her and clean up most of where they were connected. Eventually, his erection shrunk down enough and Jasmin wiggled off of him.
Slowly rolling off of him, she sat up on the bed's edge, looking at the doorway. She had never gotten answer of where he had been this morning... Â She reached down and grabbed her thin nightgown on the floor and wiggled into it.
Something landing on her head. She looked up, only to cause the crown Flash had put there again to slide off. She chuckled as she looked straight ahead and let him again place the paper headpiece. He sat next to her and leaned back to get a better angle to run his fingers through her hair. Jasmin let him go on for a while, but eventually her curiosity got to be too much and she got up, being careful not to drop her crown.
Flash jumped up and followed next to her, seeming unusually jittery. Seeing him anything other than composed and confident was quite rare. Exiting the bedroom, Jasmin caught an unfamiliar smell. Following it led her to the kitchen and her answer.
Pots and pans and spoons were strewn everywhere, various colors of residue stuck to parts of them. There were a few charred items in a pile in a corner of the counter that seemed like they had meant to be hidden. A strange light yellowing appeared to have been added to the center of the ceiling. The sink was filled with many items, many of which should not have been sitting in the water there (and she wondered if the water had been set up there or if it had clogged). One knife was sticking out of the side of the trash bin.
But there, on the table, was a large plate with a cake surrounded by little paper hearts scattered over the rest of the table. The setting there was pristine.
Jasmin's face hurt a tiny bit from the smile she had gotten. "You... I... thank you... Thank you, Flash." She sat down, looking over the cake in more detail. There was an extreme abundance of whipped cream all over it, cake only visible in a few spots. She guessed that was to hide some of the errors along the way. Not that she minded at all. Â The cake itself seemed to be a mashed-together version of many smaller successful attempts at baking it.
She turned to Flash, seeing him slightly nervous. "I really do love it. Thank you." She smiled. Flash smiled back and sat next to her. Reaching for her fork, he snatched it up before she could and scooped up a piece for her. Laughing, she opened her mouth and let him feed her. It was mostly whipped cream and some cake. "Delicious." They both beamed at each other. Preparing for another piece, she found a second spoon delicately held by his tongue ready with a piece to feed her.
A few mouthfuls in, Jasmin paused. "Of course, you will be cleaning this all..." Flash gave a sorrowful nod. "...but I'm betting you have much more planned for today, so you can do it later on." Flash did a fist-pump into the air behind her, but Jasmin caught it in the corner of her eye anyway.
"So what did you have planned after this...?"
Flash started putting various items he had put into a pile under the table on top of it. A bathing suit, a game controller, some of her favorite drinks, some movie tickets (how did he buy those...?), and numerous intimate items which turned her face red.
"And... so which is the next one?"
Flash shook his head at the pile. Instead, he ran a finger through the whipped cream on the cake. He used his feet and tongue to turn her chair to face him. Moving Jasmin's leg aside, he kneeled down and smeared the whipped cream on her entrance. He looked up to give her a smirk.
She knew then that today was going to be a very, very memorable day.
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