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Pokemon Sword and Sheath	By : Scrying Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 2168 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rosa’s massive bust slammed together over and over again, filling the room with praise. Her fat tits, each several magnitudes larger than her head, slammed together over and over again as they absorbed the rippling blows from the vicious thrusts being laid into her. Dainty pale fingers gripped the headboard of the bed in her rented room in the Pokémon Centre. The top-heavy whore was on her knees, with her back arched hard into a hard curve as her asshole was ravaged by the cock of her Eevee and her pussy by her Drilbur. Her hips gyrated and bucked, bouncing up and down on the impressive cock of her ground type whilst her normal type teased her backdoor with its knot.

This was to be their last night in Castelia City. And Rosa was celebrating her win over Brugh. She had decided that Herdier and Servine had already gotten enough love, and she wanted to focus on the two Pokémon she felt had won her her third gym badge. And so, the moment they entered the rented room, Rosa locked the door and stripped. That had been nearly an hour ago.

“Deeper~!” Rosa moaned, mostly to her Eevee, “Please! I need every fucking inch of these cocks! Oooooh, I can feel this dicks reshaping me! Fuck me!”

She picked up the already frantic pace of her pounding, making the entire bed shake and creak with her thrusting. Drilbur’s claw-like appendages were digging into Rosa’s soft thighs, certain to leave marks at least. Eevee’s paws were on Rosa’s small back, looking far too tiny to support the two shoulder boulders that were hanging off of them. Rosa’s gargantuan rack was almost touching the bundled-up, slightly soaked sheets on the bed. The titanic tits pounded together with every relentless thrust from her two Pokémon, only heightening her pleasure as the second most sensitive part of her body stimulated itself.

“Ahhh~” She moaned, white hearts burning bright in her brown pupils, “Ahhhh~ Ahhhhh~”

“Drilbur,” The ground type moaned, wincing hard. Its massive cock engorged itself inside of Rosa’s aching pussy. The already incredibly thick dick somehow got even thicker, pressing against some of Rosa’s most sensitive spots.

“Yessssh, make me cum!” Rosa growled in a guttural, primal tone, gnashing her teeth together as drool ran down her chin. Drilbur’s bottom half was soaked by the gushing spray of Rosa’s soaking wet pussy. She had already cum twice, flooding the bedsheets with her impressive amounts of squirt. The frame was not only creaking but also squelching with every thrust as the excess sex was squeezed out of the mattress like a juicer and absorbed by the carpet it rained down on.

The ground type’s cock was buried into Rosa’s uterus, the bulbous cock head tapping her innermost wall repeatedly, making the top-heavy whore moan and mewl. Every inch of the massive dick was throbbing inside of her. The puffy veins that coated the turgid shaft were flushing up against Rosa’s most sensitive spots. Her fingers curled, white-knuckling the headboard of the bed, pulling at the cheap material the bedframe was made out of. Her toes curled so hard they cracked. Drilbur’s cock head pumped out a shot of thick cock water, giving her womb a fresh clear coating. Rosa’s tongue leapt from her mouth in a silent scream, eyes rolling back in her head. Her entire body shuddered as her nervous system short-circuited. Her skin was gooseflesh, sensitive to the world around her, especially the feeling of Eevee’s paws on her back as the Evolution Pokémon relentlessly pounded her asshole.

Knot me already! Just do it! I need that fucking knot! Rosa thought, turning her head slightly towards her normal type. Eevee’s eyes were winced shut, letting out little pathetic moans of pleasure as it continued to hump into Rosa’s back door. Her ass was a decent enough size. She was a PAWG, but not one compared to her pear-shaped cousin Hilda. Still, her impressively sized pale cheeks were jiggling and bouncing from every impact. Not enough to make noise, and the size of her tits meant those would always be the centre of attention on the slut. Rosa didn’t mind though; she enjoyed how much work her breasts did for her.

Her face contorted with pleasure again as she felt Drilbur’s cock buck inside of her, battering her soft innards with its hard form. Rosa cooed, puckering her lips into a tight O-shape, her head dipping down between her shoulders as an overwhelming wave of pleasure rushed up her spine and washed over her mind. One of her eyelids fluttered shut. A thick strand of drool was hanging from the slut’s lips like an icicle, slowly swinging in a pendulum-like motion down towards the overstuffed pillows. Rosa’s arms were shaking, her tits now pressed into the ruined bedsheets.

“Ohhhhh, fffffffuck,” She purred, eyes rolling back in her head. Her next orgasm was close at hand; she could feel it. Drilbur’s claws pressed harder into her tender thighs, certain to leave long, thin lines upon them. Eevee’s cock bucked as well, providing another hit to Rosa’s stamina as a second massive cock beat her up from the inside.

Arceus Alive! I love big fucking Pokémon dick! Rosa thought as a pathetic moan escaped her lips. Her entire body was shaking with pleasure. And still, the two Pokémon inside of her kept pounding away Use my holes … you’ve earned them … after how well you two fought today. They’re yours. They’re all yours!

Rosa’s love tunnel continued to tighten up around Drilbur’s impressive dick, quickly building towards her orgasm. The ground type grunted, proving to be an expert at burrowing in all forms, undeterred by how much Rosa’s pussy tensed up around it. The massive, spongy cockhead continued to beat against her innermost wall with rhythmic, frantic impacts. The ground type’s grip tightened again, the Pokémon approaching its limit.

Eevee and Drilbur were out of sync, pounding desperately into Rosa’s holes. The busty whore’s tongue was hanging from her mouth, currently a flush red with her arousal. Her gooseflesh skin was hot to the touch as the pleasure continued to override any other thought or sensation she might have.

“Cummmmm,” She moaned in a high-pitched voice, “Cum! Cum!”

Eevee’s thrusts grew more and more aggressive. Rosa felt the red rocket plunging into her ass engorged itself, thick veins throbbing against her guts. A shot of pre-seed erupted from the normal type’s tip, giving her innards a clear coat to match the one that was inside her uterus. Rosa’s arms were shaking, begging to let the tension of bracing against the headboard go.

“Drilbur!” The ground type roared as it buried the full length of its impressive dick balls deep into Rosa. The top-heavy whore froze completely as her stomach began to swell, filling the thick, molasses-like flow of ground-type seed that was being pumped into her. Rosa’s eyes rolled back in her head as her orgasm struck. Once again, a gushing spray of squirt drowned the ground type, dealing Super Effective damage as Rosa turned the cream-coloured sheets practically black with how much liquid they were absorbing. She arched her back, heaving her gargantuan tits up off the bed with the action and making her spine crack. Her fingers white-knuckled the headboard, and her nails started to make scratch marks on the cheap material.

“Drilbur,” The Pokémon moaned again. It’s cock bucked, battering against Rosa’s vise-tight insides. The busty whore’s mind shattered into a thousand pieces as the turgid member pounded hard up against her most sensitive spots, already reeling from her orgasm.

“Yessssssssssssh~!” Rosa gnashed her teeth together, eyes rolling off in two different directions. A river of spittle was flowing from her mouth as thick strands of slobber-icicles hung from her chin. They swung lightly, some of the bits at the bottom ending up attached to her huge, sweat-soaked bust.

All the while, Eevee continued its frantic pace, bouncing its knot off of Rosa’s impressively sized butt over and over again. Small ripples of pale skin were sent in shockwaves across the surface. The warm fuck rod that was Eevee’s red rocket pumped another shot of dick spit into Rosa’s buts, though it was barely noticed by Rosa due to how mind-breaking her still ongoing orgasm was. The normal type gave this slightly catatonic state of its trainer no mind, continuing to pound into the whore’s holes. Drilbur’s flaccid dick fell out, followed by a thick river of cum from Rosa’s plump, damp pussy, mixing with the squirt she had unloaded onto the bed already. Eevee’s paws pressed into Rosa’s tiny back, finding what little surface area they could on her cinched waist.

The busty bitch was starting to come back online, her mind slowly piecing itself together again. Haggard, pathetic moans of pleasure escaped her open mouth, her tongue hanging down against her jaw. She could feel every impact of Eevee’s thrusting up against her, the knot kissing her asshole but never going inside. It was a frustrating sensation for the busty slut.

I need that knot! Rosa thought I don’t care that I’ve already cum more times than I can count, I need that fucking knot!

Rosa began to gyrate and shake her hips, making her impressive ass jiggle and bounce against Eevee’s cock. The normal type moaned as its cock engorged itself, pumping out another shot of pre-seed

C’mon, all our training was about enduring hits. You can take a little bit of twerking! Now knot me! Rosa thought, twisting her head around to look at her Pokémon.

Eevee’s eyes were shut, the Evolution Pokémon revelling in the pleasure it was feeling. Rosa arched her back, pressing her massive tits, covered in spit and sweat, into the bed sheets. They covered enough surface area that she could feel the completely ruined, squirt-soaked bed sheets that she had been gushing her release onto for hours now. Her massive bust kissed her thighs. But all of that made her ass look bigger. Eevee’s eyes opened, taking in the heart shape of Rosa’s impressive behind. The normal type’s thrusts grew more frantic. Rosa could feel the throbbing of Eevee’s puffy veins pick up, pounding against her guts.

Eevee is gonna cum soon Rosa realised I hope that’s after the knotting

Eevee moaned its name, paws pressed hard into Rosa’s sensitive skin. The knot kissed her asshole a few more times, teasing the idea of going inside but never committing. Rosa continued to twerk, trying her best to fuck herself backwards onto Eevee, but found it difficult with the normal type not being braced against anything.

“Ooooooh,” Rosa moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head as she felt her next orgasm approaching, “Oooh, Eevee~!”

The normal type thrusts forward, burying its knot into Rosa’s asshole. Rosa’s eyes shot open as her cunt clenched up around nothing, squeezing hard. A gushing spray of squirt arched through the air, clearing the bed and slamming against the cheap, faux-wooden bureau that lay across from them with a television mounted on it. Rosa’s pussy pumped out gallons of squirt that soaked the furniture and dripped down like rain into the carpet.

The last of Eevee’s stamina went into finally breaking that barrier, as no sooner did Eevee knot its trainer did the normal type cum. Rosa’s already bloated stomach (which had shrunk a fair bit thanks to her pussy drooling about half of it back out) swelled again, nearly matching her massive mammaries in size. Rosa screamed her way through the orgasm as her long, brown, sweat-soaked hair clung to her head, neck, and back. Rosa bit her lip, eyes rolling off in two different directions as she felt her stomach swelling like never before.

A good reward for all their hard work Rosa thought as her brain completely switched off.

“We hope you enjoyed your stay and hope to see you again,” The Nurse Joy bowed to the cousins, offering them polite smiles.

“Thank you,” Hilda replied, bowing back. She turned on the heels of her athletic shoes and began to make her way to the door, Rosa following behind.

“Nimbasa next, right?” Rosa asked, shoring up her grip on her tote bag, eyes on Hilda.

“Yeah, and Elesa, electric type. Drilbur will be good, but her ace is an Emolga, flying type,” Hilda explained.

Rosa thought for a moment, pressing her soft lips together as she ran through her team. “I don’t have anything for flying types. Electric cancels itself out, and I’m lacking rock and ice.”

Hilda nodded, “Yup. Plus, Riolu and Servine are weak to flying types, so those two are almost certainly out. That just leaves your normal types.”

“Aren’t we going to have to pass through the Nimbasa Desert?” Rosa asked, “Surely there’s some rock types in a desert.”

Hilda smiled widely, “Oh yeah, I guess you didn’t know about all the construction projects happening out there.”

Rosa’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Construction?”

“Yeah! They’re restoring the desert,” Hilda explained, excitement in her voice, “Building basically a whole suburb out there!”

Rosa’s jaw dropped. By now, they were outside of the Pokémon Centre and making their way up the sidewalk towards the north side of town. Hilda had a lot more pep in her step as she told Rosa about the project.

“Paved roads, proper buildings with air conditioning! It’s a modern marvel,” Hilda explained.

“It’s gross,” Rosa hissed.

Hilda looked over her shoulder at her cousin, confused, “What do you mean?”

“It’s unnatural. Deserts don’t support life,” Rosa stated.

“And cities do, that’s why they’re building one out there. There’s even a huge highway overpass that goes right above everything to make sure traffic doesn’t bottleneck,” Hilda exclaimed.

“And now sunlight can’t reach the ground in a large area around that overpass. Not to mention that all those streets will absorb the heat and make it hotter in that area!” Rosa exclaimed, throwing her hands up, making her tits bounce wildly.

Hilda twisted around, walking backwards to face her cousin, “What’s with you? Aren’t you from a city?”

“And you hate cities! You told me yourself,” Rosa exclaimed.

“It’s not a city, it's a suburb,” Hilda replied, “So, y’know, this place won’t be like here. No rapists in back allies, just reasonable, like-minded people.”

Rosa clenched her jaw, “Yeah, Aspertia had something similar happen. And now none of the people who lived in the renovated area still live there.”

She pushed past Hilda, marching up the road briskly. Hilda fell in behind her, not saying anything.

They reached the northernmost neighbourhood in Castelia City. It was a narrow bottleneck where all the remaining roads converged to let people out onto Route 4. There was a large waterfall feature in the area, spraying some cooling mist in the air as the wind whipped past. A sign of what was waiting for them on the other side of the gate.

Rosa entered the area first, scanning the surprisingly empty area. Not a soul in sight despite it being the middle of the day. Except for one. Her grip on her bag tightened as she spotted the familiar blue and blonde hair of the man she had seen down in the sewers.

What’s he doing here? Rosa wondered. She moved briskly towards him, leaving Hilda behind for a moment.

The strange man turned and looked at Rosa as she approached, “Oh, it’s you again.”

To Rosa’s surprise, he approached her, causing the busty slut to pause completely. He was tall, towering over both of the cousins. He stopped only a few inches from Rosa’s impressive bust, staring down at the brunette. Rosa felt her heart skip a beat in fear. All her confidence and bravado for the confrontation disappeared as he invaded her personal space.

“If it's not an inconvenience, may I have a look at your Pokémon?” He asked, putting his hand out, which was covered in a white lab glove.

M-my Pokémon? Rosa wondered, stunned in silence by his brazen forwardness.

“‘Cuz, you know this guy?” Hilda asked, slowly reaching her hand back towards Emboar’s Pokéball attached to her triple-extra-wide hips.

“Yes,” The man spoke for Rosa, “We met down in the sewers while I was conducting some research. Now, may I see your Pokémon, miss?”

Rosa looked him up and down, glowering at the man. She turned her head slowly back to Hilda, noticing that her pear-shaped cousin was reaching back towards her Pokéball. Hilda shook her head. The busty slut turned her attention back to the man in the coat. Her hands went into her tote bag, and she removed two Pokéballs.

Okay … Hilda thought I guess this guy isn’t as much of a threat as I thought. Still. Rosa wants me to be ready

“I appreciate your cooperation,” The man held up the two Pokéballs, examining them in the sunlight, but not opening them. He adjusted his glasses with his free hand.

“Oh! How interesting,” He exclaimed, “Your Herdier seems to display more self-confidence than others of the same species. As does your Servine.” He looked back down at Rosa as he handed her back the Pokéballs. Rosa quickly retrieved them from his hand, “And you’re a trainer with merely three badges … Fantastic! I’m not sure how you’re doing it, but you’re bringing out the power of your Pokémon.”

A jolt of shock ran up Rosa’s spine. Her eyes flicked down without moving her head. The man’s other hand was extended, having given Rosa’s impressive bust a quick grope, twisting her nipple. Her eyes went to his face as he winked at her.

How does he know that … he didn’t even open the Pokéballs … and how does he know I have three badges? Does … does he know I’m a Poképhile? She thought, trying to keep herself calm.

“Okay, buddy,” Hilda stated sternly, “Your turn, explain why you’re standing around waiting for my cousin.”

“Oh, excuse me,” He exclaimed, putting a hand to his chest, “I’m sorry, where are my manners? I’m a scientist. My name is Colress. The theme of my research is ‘bring out the power of Pokémon’.” He paused, looking away from the cousins for a moment, “Bringing out the power of Pokémon. Is it possible to bring out their maximum power through the bond they share with their Trainers? Or is there some other, different method? I'd like to test my theory by battling with you. Do you find this acceptable?” He looked up suddenly, meeting Rosa’s eyes.

“What?” Rosa asked in confusion.

“Yeah, what the hell are you talking about? Potential?” Hilda asked, moving in closer to be only a few steps from her cousin.

Colress waved a hand through the air, “Never mind. I’ll be waiting out on Route 4, to the north.”

“Waiting? A battle?” Rosa asked, but he didn’t answer. Instead, the scientists known as ‘Colress’ turned and walked off, heading towards the northern gate and disappearing through it.

“Who was that?” Hilda asked.

“I saw him down in the tunnels after the fight with Team Plasma; he was in that underground area you found Drilbur in,” Rosa explained.

“Was he with Team Plasma?” Hilda asked.

Rosa shook her head, “I … I don’t know. I was too focused on Magby and Flaaffy. Maybe? He didn’t make himself known until after I’d lost.”

Hilda frowned, pressing her soft, kissable lips together, “I don’t remember any scientist named Colress working for Plasma when Hilbert and I took them down. But I also don’t remember Doctor Juniper or Doctor Fennel or anyone mentioning a colleague named Colress either. He wants to battle you. Think you can beat him?”

Rosa shrugged, “I don’t know, maybe. Last time he saw me in a fight, my team ended up in intensive care.

“Scientists aren’t thugs like Team Plasma. I think you can best him,” Hilda stated.

Rosa’s heart sank as they stepped through the northern gate. The ground beneath her was paved. The air was loud with the sounds of construction. Mixed-use buildings lined the road, with some further on still being built. Heavy-looking machinery dotted the skyline. The arid winds whipped awkwardly at the duo, trying to get through the buildings that were choking them. She looked to her left, spotting the far-off dunes that were being shrunk with every passing minute of work.

“Damn, they’re moving fast; this project only started this year,” Hilda explained. Her hand was on her head, holding her baseball hat in place. The wind was whipping at both cousins’ gorgeous, silky brown hair, pulling at Hilda’s slut strands and Rosa’s twin tails. The busty slut reached up, adjusting her visor to better shield her eyes from the dust particles in the air.

“Let’s just go,” Rosa said, stepping off down the road. Hilda followed as they made their way through the stale, hot air. The smell in the air was putrid, the smell of freshly poured, still-hot tar. It made Rosa’s head spin and her stomach churn.

Up ahead, standing next to grass that was far too green for where it was growing and a water fountain that certainly was not using water native to the area, was Colress. He was standing in front of a large line of square-shaped rocks, blocking the road completely.

Rosa and Hilda approached, both of them had their guards up, Pokéballs in hand.

“Hello again!” He exclaimed with a smile, making both cousins roll their eyes. The three were now close to one another, Rosa and Hilda standing opposite him.

Colress cocked his head to one side, “What’s the matter? You two seem upset.”

“Let’s just have this battle and get this over with. I don’t know who you are, and I’m really not that interested in getting to know you,” Rosa replied sternly.

Colress clicked her tongue against the roof of his mouth, “Well. You’re just in time for a demonstration. See these rocks.” He gestured to the line of stones, “These are not mere rocks, but a Pokémon known as ‘Crustle’.”

“I know what a Crustle is,” Rosa replied flatly.

“I own a Crustle,” Hilda added in a more venomous tone.

Colress nodded, “Of course. Now then, these Crustle are blocking the road in an attempt to cease the reconstruction of this desert area into something livable.”

“You mean the destruction of their habitat,” Rosa countered.

“I suppose that’s an argument of truth or ideals,” Colress replied. He turned to face the Crustles. He removed a small handheld device, vaguely resembling a phone, from his pocket. “Observe.”

He reached down, pressing a few buttons on the device. The device began to hum. A moment later, the Crustle all sprang up, eyes wide. They all quickly retreated, marching off to the north and then disappearing around the corner of a construction project.

“What was that?” Rosa asked, side-eyeing him.

“A device to energise Pokémon,” Colress explained, “They were compelled to move.”

“You forced them to,” Rosa sneered.

“No different than you issuing a command in battle. I simply did it with technology,” Colress countered, “Team Plasma said we should recognise the potential in Pokémon and liberate them from humans. I disagree. Conversely, it should be humans who bring out the hidden potential in Pokémon.”

“That wasn’t what you did!” Rosa snapped, “You cleared the road so that these humans could keep destroying their homes!”

“That is certainly a way to view it…” He paused, “I’m sorry, I haven’t asked your name.”

“Rosa,” She growled it out, sneering at him.

“Rosa,” He nodded, “I’ll be sure to remember that. But, for now, Rosa, I’d like to test you to see if you’re a trainer who can bring out the hidden potential of their Pokémon.”

He reached into his lab coat, pulling out a Pokéball. He tossed it into the air, releasing a Magnemite. Rosa’s hand practically slammed into her tote bag, grabbing a Pokéball.

“You’re on!” Rosa declared, a fire lit inside of her. She tossed her Pokéball (making her colossal tits jiggle wildly), releasing Herdier.

Good practice with electric types … Hilda thought, folding her arms and taking a step back She heeded my words to her that her normal types would be essential against Elesa. Smart work, Rosa

The normal type growled as it intimidated the electric/steel type floating in the air. The harsh sun of the Nimbasa Desert was beating down on them, made all the more worse by the hot tar beneath their feet. It absorbed all the heat and pushed it back up at them. Herdier grunted as its bare paws pressed into the blacktop.

“Magnet Bomb, Magnemite,” Colress ordered, waving a limp hand through the air, no urgency to his command.

“Herdier, stay strong, use Work Up!” Rosa ordered, remaining calm to hopefully inspire a similar mindset in her Pokémon. Herdier braced itself in place as several chunks of metal were flung from Magnemite’s form towards the Loyal Dog Pokémon. They slammed into the normal type with small eruptions all across its furs. For a moment, Rosa worried the added heat from the sun would cause the sparks to catch fire on her Pokémon, but thankfully, that wasn’t the case.

Magnet Bomb can’t cause a burn … but in this fucked up environment, who knows Rosa thought.

“Good work, Herdier, brace and use Work Up again!” Rosa ordered.

“Magnemite, Thunder Wave!” Colress shouted out, a bit more flair in his declaration, his arm sweeping outwards like it was a grand gesture.

Shit! He can play with status and stats too! Rosa realised, eyes opening wide. Herdier shuddered and shook in place as it began to work itself up.

Magnemite spun around in the around, its two giant magnets whipping around as a small, electronic whirring noise filled the air. The magnets were whipping around until they seemed like a blur. Then suddenly, they stopped. A thin wave of blue light pulsed through the air, rippling out from the electric/steel type. It passed through Herdier, making the normal type’s fur stand up on end. Small jolts of electricity jumped across Herdier’s body.

Rosa quickly dove her head back into her tote bag, fishing around inside.

Damn, not Paralyz Heals! She thought as she pushed every item she had in the bag around I’m just gonna have to hope that Herdier gets lucky and the paralysis doesn’t take hold.

She turned her attention back to the fight, “Herdier, use Tackle!”

The Loyal Dog Pokémon barked out its own name and charged forward, pounding its paws into the overheated tar road in the middle of the inhospitable desert.

“Magnemite!” Colress called, “Steadfast, use another Magnet Bomb!”

The electric/steel type let out another bombardment of metallic chunks, arching through the air and raining down on the charging Pokémon. Herdier grunted as the small explosions impacted its body, doing damage, but not enough to slow it down. The normal type leapt into the air, tackling the Magnemite to the ground. The electric/steel type hit the pavement, bouncing once before skidding a few inches and then rising again. Herdier hit the ground with a tuck and roll, howling in pain as its already tender furs pressed into the hot tar. The normal type was back on its feet a moment later, ready for another hit.

“Good work, Herdier! Tackle it again!” Rosa ordered.

“Another Magnet Bomb, Magnemite! You surely have it on the ropes!” Colress ordered.

The dance repeated. Metal shrapnel slammed into Herdier’s body, lighting up its fur with explosions. The Loyal Dog Pokémon effortlessly pushed through the paralysis that was supposedly taking it, rushing forward and leaping into the air, hitting Magnemite just as hard as before. The electric/steel type fell to the ground but rose again. Herdier grunted, starting to lose steam. But Rosa could tell, so was the Magnemite.

“Okay, Herdier, one more Tackle ought to do it!” Rosa grinned.

The normal type rushed forward.

“Impressive,” Colress declared suddenly, instead of calling out an attack. He brought a gloved hand to his chin, stroking it as he leaned his head back, “My Magnemite paralysed your Herdier, but the Status Condition seems to be ineffective. Herdier hasn’t faltered on any of your commands. It seems this Loyal Dog is fighting harder than most to truly please you.”

Magnemite hit the ground, its singular eye now occupied with a swirl. Herdier was breathing hard, but still on all fours, glaring up at the blonde scientist. Colress flashed the normal type a grin, looking down at it with only his eyes.

Hilda frowned in the back. The overhead sun was brutal, her entire form starting to be taken by sweat. Parts of her white shirt were starting to become see-through.

That last turn. He didn’t give a single command to Magnemite. He let his Pokémon lose the fight just to make a statement about Herdier. This isn’t a real battle. He’s just probing Rosa Hilda thought, pressing her lips together.

Colress returned Magnemite and produced another Pokéball, “My only other. It seems I’m on the ropes.”

Rosa extended her arm, Herdier’s Pokéball tucked into her palm, “You fought well, Herdier.” The Loyal Dog Pokémon disappeared into a wave of red energy. Once it was completely returned, Rosa brought the Pokéball to her lips and gave it a kiss.

“Now then, let’s see how you fare against my Klink,” Colress said, summoning the Steel-type to the field.

Rosa grinned as her fingers traced over a different Pokéball in her bag, “Oh, Colress … you’re making this too easy!”

She pulled her arm from her tote bag, throwing it upwards. The actions made her massive bust jiggle and bounce wildly in her tight baseball t-shirt. Like her cousin, Rosa was sweating under the baking desert sun, made worse by the tar beneath their feet absorbing the heat. Sweat stains were covering her shirt, starting to make her already gargantuan bust even more prominent as her top became see-through.

“Riolu!” The fighting type shouted as it took the field.

Fighting beats steel Hilda grinned Good thinking, ‘cuz

“Riolu!” Rosa declared, throwing her hand forward in a dramatic fashion, fingers splayed, “Force Palm!”

The Emanation Pokémon did as was ordered, rushing forward with a glowing palm of energy.

“Klink, use Gear Grind!” Colress ordered.

Riolu leapt forward, slamming its palm into the Klink. A small shock wave from the force of impact sent a hot wave of air sweeping across the battlefield, kicking up some dust. Klink was blown backwards, flipping over twice and skipping off the road like a rock. It slid to a stop at Colress’ feet, spirals in its eyes.

Riolu stood tall, letting out a huff, satisfied with its work.

Colress adjusted his glasses as he stared down at his defeated Pokémon.

“Well … most impressive,” He said. He produced Klink’s Pokéball and returned the Steel-type. Rosa returned Riolu as well. The blonde scientist stepped forward, closing the distance between himself and the top-heavy slut who had just bested him.

“I see! Just like the Gym Leaders in each area or the Elite Four and Champion in the Pokémon League, you bring out the power in Pokémon by loving them! That's the kind of person you are. I'm extremely grateful for your help. This is a token of my gratitude,” He said, reaching into his lab coat. He procured an orange pill bottle, handing it over. Rosa swiped it from his hand, examining it.

“Proteins?” She questioned, reading the label.

“It's so frustrating!” Colress suddenly exclaimed, bringing Hilda and Rosa’s attention back to the scientist. His face was one of rage and anguish, snarling teeth and manic eyes, “If only we could talk to Pokémon to bring out their power! But there's no way a person like that could ever exist! Well then, Rosa Whitley, I hope to see you again sometime.”

The scientist turned on his feet and departed, heading north up the Route towards Nimbasa City.

“What was with that guy?” Rosa questioned, looking back at her cousin.

Hilda’s face was one of surprise, jaw slack, eyes wide, but not staring at anything.

“... ‘cuz?” Rosa asked, waving a hand in front of Hilda’s face.

There’s no way a person like that could ever exist … The words echoed in Hilda’s mind.

“N,” She whispered under her breath.

Rosa cocked her head to one side, staring at Hilda. What’s gotten into her?

Hilda shook her head, realising Rosa was staring at her, “Sorry … just … This heat is getting to me.”

Rosa nodded, offering a weak smile, “Me too. Let’s get to the next damn city already.”

The overhead sun was cooking the two sexy sluts alive. Both of them were drenched in sweat as their aching legs carried them up the seemingly unending flat stretch of road. The air was baking, making what was up ahead hazy. They had exhausted all of the water they had brought with them, made even worse by the lack of refrigeration either of them had in their bags, meaning most of it warmed up rather quickly.

As the sun crested overhead, reaching what was certain to be the peak heat of the day, Rosa and Hilda saw salvation up ahead. The large overpass that Hilda had spoken over earlier. The smell of diesel and exhaust in the air made their empty stomachs twist even more. But it offered something even better - shelter from the direct heat.

“We can rest there until the sun starts to set,” Hilda suggested, pointing forward with an arm that glistened in the sun from all the sweat on her body.

“That sounds good,” Rosa said, her face flush red from the heat.

The two cousins marched onwards, trying not to overexert themselves, running out of energy quickly. As they approached, they spotted a man standing at the edge of the overpass. A head of shaggy brown hair, dressed in a purple t-shirt and cream-coloured shorts. He was also sweaty, but not nearly as bad as the other two. His head was tilted backwards, a hand on his brow to block out the sun as he stared upwards at the overpass.

“Hey!” Rosa called as they approached, getting the man’s attention. He turned around, eyes opening wide as he gazed upon the slutty, sweaty forms of Hilda and Rosa, their clothes clinging tightly to their curvy bodies, both shirts completely see-through. “You got any water?”

“Uhhh, yes,” He nodded, “Plenty. It’s dangerous to be out here without any.”

“We sort of drank all of ours,” Hilda chuckled, scratching the side of her face. “Do you think we could refill our canteens with you?”

“Of course,” He nodded, “My name is Liam.”

“Nice to meet you, Liam,” Rosa nodded, “I’m Rosa, this is my cousin, Hilda.”

Liam looked at Hilda, frowning as he pointed at her, “Aren’t you-”

“Yes,” Hilda nodded quickly, cutting off the inquiry, “So, Liam, what are you doing out here?”

“Mourning,” Liam replied with a melancholic shrug.

“Mourning?” Hilda asked, cocking her head to one side.

“Yes,” Liam replied, turning back to gesture up at the highway, “Places with ruins are being developed one after another. We ned up listing parts of our history…”

Hilda said nothing, but the words did make her think, casting her eyes downwards.

“I know,” Rosa spoke suddenly, “It’s so sad to see a place like this taken over. And all for aesthetics. The people developing here haven’t thought of what these buildings will do to the local environment.”

Liam shook his head, “Not in the slightest. I’m glad to meet another like-minded person. Humanity’s need for expansion always upsets the balance of nature.”

“A jewel like this desert should never have been touched,” Rosa stated, looking around with a hint of melancholy.

“Okay, let’s lament the loss of some sand in the shade with some water, sound good?” Hilda asked, putting her hands up.

Liam nodded, “Right, follow me.”

He led the cousins off the road, towards one of the massive comment pillars supporting the highway above their heads. It was there that he had a small base of operations, it seemed. A backpack with supplies spread out in an orderly manner, all atop a blanket to keep it from touching the ground directly.

“The cold waters are still inside, keep the heat off them,” Liam said, gesturing to the bag.

The sweat-soaked cousins fell to their knees, scrambling for the bag. Rosa’s massive tits bounced off the paved overground, collecting some of the gravel with her sticky shirt. Hilda’s heart-shaped ass looked wildly enticing as she arched her back, reaching for the canvas bag. Inside, they found their prizes - several large, cold water bottles. Both twisted the caps off quickly and began to chug, feeling the refreshing cool of the water hit their stomachs. Liam watched from the back as the two cousins seemed to unintentionally perform the action of drinking water as lewdly as humanly possible, letting out soft moans as they let the excess run down their chins, rolling their eyes back. Even their bodies were in on this unintentional display, their exaggerated assets seemingly incapable of being still as Rosa’s gargantuan backbreakers jiggled and shook subtly with every heart swallow she gave. Hilda’s ass was jiggling like an aftershock from an earthquake as she drank.

“You two didn’t pack nearly enough water, I see,” He laughed, squatting down behind them.

“It’s hard to know what to bring when this place is twelve times hotter than it was the last time I was here,” Hilda replied with a famished, breathy voice, twisting her head to look at him. Her eyes flicked down to his crotch, noting a growing bulge in his shorts. She felt a damp spot in her micro-shorts, not caused by sweat.

“When was the last time you travelled these roads?” Liam asked, raising a curious eyebrow.

“My rookie year,” Hilda replied. The pear-shaped whore flipped around, rolling onto her titanic ass and spreading her legs to let Liam have a shameless view of her cunt. Her plump pussy was on even more of a display than usual, thanks to her skin-tight shorts being soaked through completely. The thin material was strained to contain her sex. Liam’s eyes flicked down, getting a good look at her effectively exposed lips, then back up.

“That was a while ago,” He noted.

“Yup,” Hilda nodded, “Became champion at the end of that year and never looked back.”

Rosa whipped her chin, letting out a final moan of satisfaction as she splashed some water on her hot face.

“I imagine being champion left you with a full schedule most days,” Liam continued, “It’s such a rare thing for people to experience, you know.”

Hilda frowned, “I guess. I’ve never really thought about it like that.”

“Yeah, ‘cuz,” Rosa said, drawing up alongside her, “Not everyone is able to become Champion of a region at sixteen. I mean, seriously, you’ve never thought about how you’ve spent your entire adulthood so far as champion? The next youngest champion is in his like thirties.”

Hilda pressed her soft lips together, “No, I … I guess it’s never really crossed my mind.”

Liam shrugged, “Probably just had other things on your mind.”

The heavy rumble of traffic above them sent some dust shaking from the structure, raining down on them. Liam looked up, letting out a sigh, “Cut right through the desert for sake of moving product around Nimbasa. Don’t want our precious deliveries caught up or slowed down for even a second.”

Rosa leaned her head back as well, resting on her elbows. She found breathing in this position a bit difficult, as it put the full weight of her massive tits on her ribs and diaphragm, but it gave her a good view of the concrete and steel slab above her.

“Liam,” Hilda said, getting the man’s attention.

“Yes?” He asked, looking at her.

“Where are you from?” She asked.

“Nimbasa City,” He replied, “Just to the north. Why?”

“Just curious. We’ve been meeting a lot of people on this journey. It feels like Unova is a lot different from when I went on my journey,” Hilda explained.

Liam nodded, “Well, I guess that almost makes this like a new journey in a region, right? I’m sure you and your cousin are having an amazing time.”

“Oh yeah,” Hilda grinned, licking her lips as her tone changed to a more sultry one, “We’re having an amazing time together.”

She looked over to Rosa, catching her cousin's eyes. A grin crossed Rosa’s pouty lips as well, turning her attention to Liam, who was still staring up at the overpass above them.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

Hilda’s micro-shorts were around her knees to keep her legs from having to sit directly on the uncomfortable concrete ground. Her sweat-soaked top had been tossed aside, leaving her only wearing her shoes and her hat. Liam’s thick cock was buried into Hilda’s favourite hole, pounding into the sweaty, pear-shaped whore hard. His hands were on her wide, soft hips, slick with the heat of the day, as his fingers were enveloped by her squishy form. Massive shock waves from the impacts of his thrusts rippled across Hilda’s impressive ass cheeks, making them slam and shake and bounce together, filling the air with noise from their collisions. Hilda’s upper half was low to the ground, her lips against Rosa’s.

The top-heavy whore was moaning loudly, playing with her chest, groping each of her overheated sweater-Herdiers with her dainty hands, only able to grab at a mere fraction of the surface area of her titanic tits. Her tongue was hanging from her mouth, letting a thick strand of drool fall against her reddened, slick chestplate. Haggard breath escaped her lips as she felt Hilda’s tongue driving up against the most sensitive spots inside of her. Hilda moaned, vibrating Rosa’s clit and sending her cousin into a frenzy, bucking her crotch up against Hilda’s mouth.

“Oooooooooooh~!” Rosa’s pouty lips puckered into a tight O-shape as her fingers curled hard into her own tender breasts. Her fat, thick nipples were fully erect, huge caps on the ends of her backbreakers.

SPANK!!

Liam’s hands left Hilda’s hips for a moment to lay another vicious impact into the reddened cheeks of the former champion. A huge welt had already formed where Liam had struck her a few times now, each impact sending a jolt of pleasure up Hilda’s spine. The excess heat from the day was proving to have some mild benefits, giving them all a comfortable warmth as they rutted into one another.

Hilda’s skilled tongue pressed into her cousin’s pussy, lapping and licking at all of Rosa’s most sensitive spots. Hilda’s eyes were closed, letting the sound of Rosa’s moans guide her. She pressed on spots that elicited more lively reactions. The taste of Rosa on her tongue was driving Hilda crazy. Her twat was drooling around nothing, her arousal mixing with the thick sheen of sweat that coated her reddened thighs. All the while, she could feel a massive, almost painfully thick cock throbbing hard in her guts. The puffy veins being compressed and squeezed lovingly by her innards. She moaned again as she felt the huge dick buck inside of her, pumping out a shot of dick-spit into her guts. It was hot, far hotter than the cooling water she had just chugged had been, but Hilda didn’t mind. Pre-seed was a better drink than water any day for her.

“Fuck,” Liam grunted, “Oh fffuck.”

He shuddered, trying his best not to lose himself completely to the pleasure of Hilda’s back door. The pear-shaped champion was starting to fuck herself backwards onto him, meeting his thrusts halfway. The hypnotic way her ass was jiggling and shaking was far too much to resist, drawing Liam in, numbing his mind in tandem with the heat.

“N-no one can re-resist that ffffat ass,” Rosa managed to stumble out the words, trying to keep herself from moaning too loudly as Hilda’s tongue continued to play with her pussy. One of Rosa’s hands shot forward, grabbing onto her cousin’s ponytail and pushing against Hilda’s head. The bottom-heavy whore obliged without protest, driving her tongue as deep into Rosa’s cunt as it could go.

“I c-can see why,” Liam moaned, throwing his head backwards, “Fuck, I want to pump a fat fucking load into her.”

“And sh-she’ll lllllove it,” Rosa moaned, “I th-think I’m g-gonna do that sssame with my sssssssquirt~!”

Rosa moaned, a high-pitched coo escaping her lips. Hilda moaned as well, vibrating Rosa’s sensitive clit. Hilda’s hands were on Rosa’s thicc, bare thighs. She gripped her cousin tighter, trying to keep Rosa from squirming too much. The top-heavy whore thrashed as overwhelming waves of pleasure cascaded over her body. Rosa’s skin was gooseflesh, her nervous system completely fried. Hilda’s tongue retreated to her entrance, playing with Rosa’s clit directly.

“Ahhhhhhhhh! Hilda!” Rosa moaned, bucking her hips as she grinded her pussy against Hilda’s mouth, “Right there! Right there! Right there! Yes! Yes! Yeeeeeessssssssssshhhhhhhhhh~!”

Rosa’s teeth gnashed together as her eyes rolled back in her head. Her cunt contracted tightly around nothing, crushing down against itself. Hilda’s mouth quickly filled with a haphazard spray of squirt, soaking her cheeks and nose and chin. The bottom-heavy whore drank greedily, filling her stomach with her cousin’s squirt with mouthful after mouthful of the release. Rosa screamed her way through her orgasm. Had there been any glass around, it certainly would have shattered. Her grip on Hilda’s hair tightened as Rose white-knuckled the brown locks. White hearts formed in Rosa’s pupils, which had rolled off in two different directions.

Hilda’s stomach began to inflate. It was subtle, nothing compared to the rapid expansion a gut full of nut sludge looked like for the pear-shaped hwore, but enough to show that Rosa could pump out as much squirt as a hyper-hung guy could after a few rounds.

Liam was still pounding away on Hilda. The former champion had stopped thrusting back onto it, leaving him free rein to rut into her at his leisure. And he did, dunking his entire cock into her ass with every vicious thrust.

PLAP! PLAP! CLAP! CLAP! PLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! PLAP! CLAP! CLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The bulge in Hilda’s stomach retreated and grew again every second as Liam’s cock sheathed itself into her guts. He grunted, tightening his grip on Hilda’s hips as he slammed with cock into her a final time, letting his nuts contract as he pumped a massive load of cum straight into her stomach, mixing with Rosa’s squirt to completely cancel out the cold water she had drunk earlier. Hilda’s cunt contracted with a pathetic spray of squirt. Her face was a flush red, black hearts burning brightly in her unfocused eyes that had glazed over with lust. Both Rosa and Liam were shuddering and shaking as they emptied themselves into Hilda, their releases meeting in her stomach. Hilda’s mind was complete mush, revelling in the feeling of being turned into a complete and total cum dumpster.

The sun had set by the time Rosa and Hilda set off again. Both of the slutty cousins were sporting massive bellies of seed thanks to their friend under the bridge. The lack of heat made their journey much more tolerable. It was just after midnight when they passed through the southern gate of Nimbasa City.

“Whoa,” Rosa’s eyes once again nearly bugged out of her head as she drank in the city skyline.

“It’s not as big as Castelia, thankfully,” Hilda explained, “But it’s still impressive. In the morning, we’ll make our way over to Elesa. Maybe even get in a little sightseeing.”

“This place is awesome!” Rosa exclaimed.

Hilda gave a subtle smile She’s so full of life an enthusiasm for everything. I can’t even remember the last time I was here. I avoided so many places when I was champion…

She stroked her swollen belly, thinking back on how content she had always felt being someone’s cum dumpster.
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