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Pokemon Sword and Sheath	By : Scrying Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 2431 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The cousins spent the rest of the day at the Nimbasa amusement park, enjoying the many attractions and food. They returned to the Pokémon Centre well after the sun had set, both of them laughing and still full of merriment. After some discussion, it was decided that they would set out for Driftveil City in the morning.

When the morning came, both of the cousins were slow to rise, still reeling from the alcohol they had consumed while in the park. Skipping morning sex with their Pokémon, both Hidla Blackburn and Rosa Whitley slowly dragged themselves from their hotel rooms and down to the lobby to check out.

“Ugh,” Rosa groaned, blinking slowly as her eyes refused to adjust to the blaring fluorescents overhead. She brought a hand up to the brim of her visor, pulling it down to try to better shield her eyes. The light was reflecting off the polished off-white tiles on the floor, bouncing the headache-inducing beams up into her face, despite how much of the floor was blocked from view by her gargantuan backbreakers.

Hilda finished signing the digital receipt for the rooms and scanned her Xtransceiver on the pad, de-registering her key card. Rosa did the same a moment later.

“We hope to see you again,” The Nurse Joy offered them a curt smile, bowing to both of them.

Hilda gave the woman a silent wave with a few fingers, turning her back to the counter to let the pink-haired nurse get a fantastic view of both of the PAWG’s colossal cheeks, completely and unashamedly displayed thanks to the pair of denim micro-shorts that her pear-shaped body turned into a glorified thong. Her massive, soft, squishy, pale cheeks jiggled and bounced with every step as the two-legged centaur that was Hilda Blackburn made her way to the exit of the Centre. Rosa followed behind, the stitching of her baseball tee straining with every step as her titanic chest bounced and swayed under the tautly stretched material. It seemed impossible for either cousin to move without making the entire thing a lewd display.

Exiting into the early morning air of Nimbasa, they were once again greeted by hustling crowds of the morning commute. Both cousins stood just outside the sliding glass doors of the Pokémon Centre for a few moments, observing the moving people.

“C’mon,” Hilda gestured, “We’ll take the loop to the northern half of the city. There’s a station not too far from the Gate to the west. Then we just have to cross the Driftveil Drawbridge and we’ll be back on your side of Unova.”

Rosa scoffed, “Driftveil is still mainland.”

Hilda gave her cousin a confused look. “How?”

“It’s connected by those bridges,” Rosa replied. “Only way to Aspertia and Virbank is by boat. Those mountains ain’t easy to pass through.”

Hilda let out a sigh, not wanting to make any arguments with Rosa. The top-heavy whore hadn’t brought up the concept of ‘mainland’ Unova in a while, and Hilda thought they had put it to sleep.

“So … what’s Driftveil like?” Rosa asked as they walked down the road, standing out like lewd thumbs against a backdrop of far more normally proportioned people.

“Another city …” Hilda grunted, “Full of rugged miners. Not thugs like Virbank or full-on rapists like Castelia, but you’ll still get harassed plenty, don’t you worry.”

Rosa sucked in some air through her teeth, opening her eyes wide, “Jeez, I’m surprised Nimbasa got your seal of approval at all.”

“It doesn’t,” Hilda answered, “I don’t like any cities in Unova. They all have problems.”

Rosa rolled her eyes, “Well, I guess that’s what happens when you grow up in the woods. Everything seems too loud, huh?”

Hilda twisted her head around to look at Rosa, “We got raped in Castelia, do you not remember that?”

“Yeah,” Rosa replied, “I remember. I just … don’t care.”

Hilda’s jaw fell slack, “You … you don’t care. What is wrong with you?”

Rosa shrugged, “I’m freaky. Consensual non-consent is hot. And we did agree it’d be better to suck their cocks than try to fight at first.”

Hilda shook her head, “Arceus Alive …”

Rosa pressed her pouty lips together, “Hills … I get that you think all the cities in Unova are filled with violent, rapist thugs, but we’re three for four on not having that be the case. I think you just gotta admit you’re a bit prejudiced against … I’ll say ‘urban’ people.”

“Oh fuck off,” Hilda grunted, “I used to be Champion, you know.”

“Yeah,” Rosa nodded, “I know. You’re probably the strongest trainer I know. And yet you quiver and shake every time we see an aggressive-looking dude walking down a sidewalk.”

The pear-shaped trainer said nothing, just giving her cousin a once-over, “Let’s just get on the damn train.”

Rosa shrugged, “Alright. Just try not to be too afraid of whoever sits next to us.”

The train ride was unremarkable, with both Rosa and Hilda packed in like Barboach to let as many riders on as possible. Their extra-large assets meant they took up additional room, even standing to try to stack Rosa’s chest on Hilda’s massive ass. Despite Hilda’s grave concerns, they made it through the ride quite literally unmolested and got off the train at the station they desired. The northwestern corner of Nimbasa City proved to be a dead spot for activity. The streets were far less lively, with only a handful of people heading to work and all travelling in the opposite direction from Rosa and Hilda. The two cousins continued in silence, making for the western gate of the city. As they crossed a bridge over the Nimbasa River, they spotted a group of people up ahead standing in the middle of the road.

“Is that who I think it is?” Hilda asked, leaning back towards Rosa.

The top-heavy whore froze in place, her eyes opening wide as she gazed upon the back of the head of a bluenette in athletic wear. Standing in front of him were four Team Plasma Grunts in their militaristic gear.

Hilda suddenly grabbed onto Rosa’s wrist, pulling the busty slut forward, “C’mon, he might need our help!”

Help Rosa thought the word. She could only see the sewers. The blood, Magby and Flaaffy limp on the ground. The sound of Hugh’s footsteps as he ran off.

Hilda felt a jerk from Rosa as her cousin pulled her hand back, recoiling away from the pear-shaped slut. Hilda twisted her head around, looking at Rosa. The top-heavy whore was trembling, eyes wide and round, bright with fear as she stared at Hugh and Team Plasma.

“Rosie, what are you doing? Hugh needs our help,” Hilda said. She reached for Rosa again, but her cousin pulled back once again. Rosa began to hyperventilate. Her hand went to her titanic chest, grabbing a fistful of her shirt. Her massive bust was shaking wildly as her ribs fought against them to try to draw a full breath.

The sound of Pokéballs bursting open and calling forth Pokémon filled the air. Hilda twisted her head around to see Hugh and his Pignite taking on several Pokémon that the grunts had called forth.

“Rosa, c’mon, le-” She turned her head back to find that Rosa was running down the bridge in the opposite direction, back into the city.

Arceus Alive … Hilda grunted What’s gotten into her …

The pear-shaped trainer grabbed Emboar’s Pokéball, twisting around and dashing towards the battle.

The fire/fighting type roared out its name as it was called forth, charging in with a Flame Charge at Hilda’s command.

“Oh shit!” Called a Plasma Grunt, as their Krokorok was knocked out cold in a single blow, despite the move not being very effective.

Hugh twisted his head around in surprise as the Emboar barrelled past, slamming into the enemy Pokémon. A grin crossed the Blunette’s face as Hilda Blackburn came running up to him. The thunderous echo of her ass cheeks slamming together heralded her arrival.

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

“Where’d you find these guys?” Hilda asked as she drew up alongside Hugh.

“Been tracking them through the desert,” Hugh answered, “I think this is just a fraction of the group, though, probably staying behind to slow me down. But I’m not gonna let that happen. I know I’m close to what I want. My sister’s Purloin back. And these bastards are in my way!”

Pignite charged, mimicking the same move that Emboar pulled, slamming into its opponent, a Trubbish. The poison type hollered in pain but stayed standing.

“Hold the line!” Shouted one of the Plasma Grunts, “We can’t let them through until the recon team confirms they’ve found what they’re looking for!”

Recon team? Hilda wondered.

“What the hell are you assholes looking for now?!” Hilda shouted in frustration.

Another of the grunts scoffed, “The key to our secret weapon.” His Trubbish threw a Sludge at Emboar, who dodged and dealt another Flame Charge, knocking the poison type out.

“You’re not holding shit,” Hilda hissed, “Emboar, finish this! Flare Blitz!”

Flames began to build up around the Mega Pig Pokémon as a fiendish grin crossed its snout. With an eruption of fire, all of the Pokémon on the field were tossed aside and knocked out.

The Team Plasma Grunts scrambled, running off and leaving their Pokémon behind.

“Get back here!” Hugh roared, taking off into a sprint. He only got a few steps before a hand on his shoulder steadied him.

“Calm the fuck down, Hugh!” Hilda shouted, sneering at the man. Hugh paused, taken aback by Hilda’s sudden aggression. He pulled his shoulder away from her, freeing himself from her grip.

“Are you daft, they’re getting away!” Hugh exclaimed, gesturing down the road.

Hilda placed her hands on her triple extra wide hips, glaring up at the man, “I haven’t seen you in over a week! The last time I did, I told you and Rosa to watch each other’s backs in the Castelia Sewers. Only for half of Rosa’s team to suffer near-fatal injuries and you’re just gone!”

Hugh’s brow furrowed, his anger replaced by confusion, “F-fatal?”

Hilda scoffed, recoiling in shock at his words, “You didn’t even know!” She threw her hand up in the air, “I can’t believe you. Are you that tunnel-visioned on stopping Team Plasma at all costs that you don’t even care about your best friend’s Pokémon being critically injured?!”

Hugh dropped his head, letting out a sigh of shame, “I’m … I’m sorry. I …” He clenched his fists, sniffling as he tried to hold back a new emotion. Hilda’s expression softened as she watched tears begin to form on Hugh’s face.

“My little sister’s Purrloin was stolen … when Team Plasma broke into our house a few years back,” Hugh explained, “That Purrloin was the only joy my sister had in life. And it was taken from her. Ever since I became a trainer, I’ve been tracking down the bastards who did that to my family. To get my sister’s Pokémon back. I hate them … so much for what they did. And I just …” He paused, wiping his face with his gloved hand.

“I didn’t mean to leave Rosie behind. I just see red every time I see those scumbags,” He said, face puffy from crying now, “They fill me with a hatred that I think comes from the Distortion World.”

Hilda was silent for a moment, letting Hugh’s story sink in.

“I hate them too,” Hilda nodded, “They did horrible things to a person who means a lot to me—mentally tortured him since birth. But Rosie … she bolted when she saw you. What happened to her team ... It’s left a big scar like the one you’ve got from that break-in.”

Hugh sniffled, swallowing his emotions, “Where’d she go?”

Hilda shrugged, “I don’t know. I came over to help you. You probably would have gotten your ass kicked if I didn’t. You can’t just rush in headlong against Team Plasma expecting to find what you’re looking for. They’re a lot more dangerous than when I first took them on.”

Hugh was quiet for a few moments, looking down at his feet. Hilda’s hand shifted from his shoulder to his back, rubbing her lithe fingers against the synthetic material. He clenched his fists, gritting his teeth as a wave of emotion washed over him.

“You okay?” Hilda asked, moving in closer to the man.

“Yeah,” he nodded, trying to fight off tears. He brought his balled fist up, wiping his tears. Hilda wrapped her arms around him, pressing her upper arms against his ribcage as she captured Hugh in a hug. His head twisted back, looking at the two-legged centaur behind him.

“I don’t know you that well,” Hilda began softly, “But I know you mean a lot to Rosie. But I don’t think you understand that fully.”

Hugh did reply right away. Hilda released him from the hug, letting the Blunette turn around. He gave the pear-shaped former champion a once-over, taking an extra-long stare at her meaty, plump thighs and impressive ass that was so big it was visible from the front.

“I … I’ve just been so … they’re back,” Hugh finally found his words, “I’ve been searching for them for years, and they’re finally back.”

Hilda nodded, pressing her pouty lips together, “Yeah, they’re back. And the worst part is they’re not going away. But that also means you don’t have to dedicate every moment of your life to tracking them down anymore. Live a little, Hugh, come back to reality.”

Hilda stepped forward, closing the distance between herself and the blunette. Hugh’s eyes opened wide with shock as Hilda’s head craned, stretching her neck to reach his. Her soft lips pressed against his mouth; a sensual kiss shared between the two of them. The bluenette was paralysed by the action, unable to breathe so much as Hilda’s tongue passed from her teeth and into his mouth. She let out a soft moan as her pink appendage invaded his mouth. His body finally rebooted, letting his arms wrap around her. His strong, gloved hands went straight to Hilda’s massive, exposed ass, groping and squeezing the former champion’s titanic cheeks like they were raw dough. Hilda moaned again against Hugh’s lips, this time a bit more involuntarily as she felt his fingers working her tender skin. She arched her back, pushing her tiny chest up against his. Her hands left his chest, curling around his head to pull at fistfuls of his spiky blue hair. Hugh’s tongue began to fight back against hers, pushing the pear-shaped whore’s pink appendage back into her mouth. Hilda’s micro-shorts were soaking wet, with her arousal running down her thunderous thighs as Hugh pushed himself a bit more onto her.

Their kiss broke, with thick strands of saliva connecting their mouths.

“L-let’s find somewhere private,” Hilda managed to say in a breathless voice, the wind fully pulled from her lungs by Hugh. Her core was aching, and her entire body was trembling with desire. She could feel Hugh’s swelling cock against her thigh, nearly as thick as her snatched waistline.

“Anywhere in particular?” Hugh looked around, noting they were on a city block. No one was around, but this early in the morning, that was bound to change.

“Just follow me,” Hilda replied, breaking away from Hugh’s grasp. Her hand went to his wrist, dragging him down an alleyway. The blunette followed without protest, the two of them quickly getting off the road.

Rosa had doubled back across a fair amount of the city and was now somewhere downtown. Where? She couldn’t say for certain, given that she had never been to Nimbasa, but it was a small public park area, no bigger than a section of a city block. She had sat down on a bench, her head buried in her hands. She was leaning forward, as she often did when she sat down, letting her gargantuan rack hang down between her legs, nearly touching the sidewalk the bench was butted up against. She shuddered and sniffled, trying her best to hold back her tears. Though her eyes were closed, all she could see was the battle in the sewers. Magby and Flaaffy.

She pulled her head, wiping the tears from her face, trying to regain some composure. Her face was bright red and puffy from crying.

“Excuse me,” A soft voice called, “Are you alright?”

Rosa twisted her head to see that she was not as alone in the park as she had hoped to be.

A lithe-looking twink of a man with platinum blonde hair hidden under a black and green-brimmed hat was a few feet away. His thin body was covered in a collarless black half-placket long-sleeved shirt and a rather puffy-looking green vest. Unremarkable black pants and some generic grey shoes covered his lower half. Although the pants were rather tight, letting Rosa see an impressive bulge. But, for the first time in ages, she wasn’t in the mood for sex.

“I’m sorry, I know it’s probably poor form to come up to a stranger and just ask that, but you just seem upset,” The blonde man said.

Rosa inhaled, trying to clear her nostrils. The heave of breath made her chest perk up, stretching the stitching of her top. The man took notice, trying his best not to stare.

“Uhh, thank you,” Rosa said, “I’m okay … just going through some emotions, you know?”

He gave a bashful laugh, “Yes, I suppose. Emotions can be tough. Especially this early in the morning. My name is Curtis.” He put a hand forward.

Rosa brought her hand up, inspecting it to make sure it wasn’t covered in anything gross. Once it was cleared, she grabbed his hand and shook it, “Rosa,” She introduced herself.

“Nice to meet you, Rosa!” Curtis beamed, “What’s got you so down?”

Rosa pressed her lips together, mulling over what to say, “You ever …” She paused, “You ever think you know someone, Curtis. And it turns out you don’t? And you idolise them and then they do something that just … you can’t rationalise in your head with who you thought they were?”

Curtis nodded, “I can’t say I’ve experienced that personally, but I get that idea.”

Rosa nodded, “I’ve known this guy for … my whole life. And I thought he was this brave, driven, dogmatic guy. He had a lot of qualities I admired. I … I think I was in love with him, at least at some point. And … recently he just … he just proved he wasn’t any of that.”

Curtis crossed his arms, a frown painted on his face, “Oh … that’s, that’s a lot of a person to lose. How close were you and he?”

“Pretty close,” Rosa said, “I mean … I hadn’t seen him in a few years up until recently. Now I’m seeing him every few days, and he’s just … not that guy.”

“I think maybe … he was that guy, but after however long it’s been, he’s changed,” Curtis said, “And you’re not learning that you were wrong. You’re just learning that he is different. It’s a tragedy that you don’t like this new version of himself that he’s become, but … that just means you and he weren’t meant to be.”

Rosa pressed her pouty lips together, pondering the blonde man’s words. She thought back on her childhood with Hugh, staying silent as the good memories played in her head.

Hugh’s the one who changed. But I need to change, too, right? We’re supposed to change Rosa thought.

She looked up at the blonde, standing silently in front of her. Her brow furrowed, “Do I … know you?”

“Uhhh, I don’t think so,” Curtis replied with a bashful smile, letting his arms drop, “You from Nimbasa?”

“No, Aspertia,” Rosa replied, “But … your face …”

She stood up from the bench, leering at the man. Curtis let out a nervous stutter, looking left and right.

“Oh … Arceus!” Rosa exclaimed, “I know you! You’re …”

She gasped, putting her hands over her mouth, “You’re Christoph!” She whispered the name, “You’re like the biggest pornstar in Unova.”

Curtis gave a nervous smile, quickly looking around to make sure no one heard her say those words too loudly.

“Ahhahah,” He laughed, turning slightly red with embarrassment, “Y-yeah. I take it, since you recognised my face, that you’re a fan?”

“Holy shit, yes!” Rosa replied, “Arceus Alive, I’ve seen all your movies! H-hey, could you sign my tits?! Can I take a picture with your cock?!”

Curtis put his hands up, “Hey, whoa, easy, let’s tone it down, we’re in public.”

“Oh, r-right,” Rosa replied, bringing a hand up to scratch the back of her head, her face turning slightly red as well.

“But,” Curtis grinned, “We can head back to my apartment. And I can give you whatever you want there?”

BA-BUMP

Rosa licked her lips greedily, feeling arousal coursing through her veins.

CLAP! PLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! PLAP! WHUD! WHUD! CLAP! POUND! MASH! MASH! PLAP! CLAP!

Hilda’s hands were splayed up against the concrete side of a windowless building. Her digits were curling against the hard material right in front of her. She was gritting her teeth, eyes rolling back in her head as Hugh’s gargantuan, thick cock pounded into her asshole hard, stuffing her guts as deeply as it could go. His crotch pounded up against her titanic ass cheeks, making the huge, pillowy buns jiggle and ripple and bounce with every impact, spilling the ultra-soft and squishy skin up onto her back. Her loose hanging white tank top would suddenly become stretched tightly around her body as her waistline bulged out to compensate for the sheer girth of the cock reshaping her from the inside out. Her toes were curling in her shoes, begging the bottom-heavy slut to let her legs give out. Her skin was gooseflesh, sensitive to everything around her. Arousal coursing through her veins like blood.

Hugh’s fingers were on her triple-extra-wide, sloping highs. His digits enveloped her soft body, pressing up against her hip bones. His rigid cock plunged into her back door, Hilda’s favourite hole, his thick veins throbbing hard against her guts, filling Hilda with the arousing thudding of his heartbeat. His massive nuts hung down like a pair of pendulums on a grandfather clock, swaying back and forth to keep the time of his thrusting. She felt the huge, full nuts slapping against her aroused clit, only doubling up on the pleasure she was feeling.

“Fucking slut!” Hugh hissed, knowing that Hilda loved degrading dirty talk, “Couldn’t wait a second more to get fucked in an alleyway like a street walker, huh?! Dirty little slut!”

SPANK!!

His still gloved hand lay into Hilda’s impressive ass cheeks hard, making the bottom-heavy whore mewl with pleasure, throwing her head backwards. Hugh took advantage of the movement, grabbing onto Hilda’s long brown ponytail and giving it a rather vicious pull. Hilda’s tongue leapt from her mouth in a silent scream. She could feel Hugh’s massive, bulbous cockhead burrowing under her chest plate, forcing the air out of her lungs.

“You’re so big~!” She moaned, “It’s so deep inside me! Using me like I’m a toy!”

“You are a toy~!” Hugh growled.

SPANK!!

“You’re a goddamn sex doll, built for taking cocks,” the blunette continued, laying into Hilda’s ass again and again as a red welt began to form on her delicate skin. Hilda’s hips twerked and gyrated, making her titanic ass cheeks jiggle and bounce and clap together against Hugh’s crotch, trying to entice the blunette to fuck her harder. It was working, as the hypnotic sway of the two-legged centaur’s massive cheeks was pulling Hugh in like a siren’s call. His hips pistoned faster and faster, brutally laying his huge fuck pipe deep into Hilda’s body. She could taste his hard cock in the back of her throat as a moan escaped her lips. Her eyes rolled off in two different directions.

PLAP! CLAP! WHUD! MASH! MASH! POUND! STUFF! STUFF! PLAP! CLAP! CLAP! PLAP! CLAP! PLAP!

“You’re! So! Deep! In! Side! Me!” Hilda’s words were high-pitched and pathetic, mewling with every thrust as the air was practically forced from her lungs. Her entire body was moving in tandem with Hugh’s hard thrusts, rutting into her body without mercy. She felt his bulbous cock head engorge deep inside of her body, pressing hard against her skin, pulling it taut in a perfect one-to-one outline of the massive dick inside of her. The tip erupted with a shot pre-seed, filling Hilda’s stomach. The former champion moaned like the whore she was deep inside, her entire body shuddering as she felt the dick spit slam into her belly.

“Yeeessssshhhh~!” She slurred her words, gnashing her teeth together. Her chin was covered in slobber as thick strands of saliva clung to the bottom of her jaw. The strands of spittle swung back and forth with Hugh's frantic thrusts, flinging themselves off in every possible direction.

SPANK!!

Hilda mewled again, a high-pitched shriek of pure ecstasy. The blunette was gritting his teeth as he pounded into Hilda with a truly frantic pace.

“Ahhh~! Ahhhh~! Ahhhh~! Ahhhhh~!” The former champion moaned louder and louder. Her hands were trembling, threatening to slip off the wall she was bracing against. Hugh’s grip on her ponytail tightened, pulling her head backwards, Hilda’s spine bent in a hard bow shape, making the bulge against her ribcage that much more pronounced. It also caused her titanic ass cheeks to somehow look even bigger.

“Ahhhhh~!” Hilda’s mind was melting from the overwhelming amount of pleasure she was experiencing. Hugh’s cock bucked again, pumping another shot of pre-seed deep into Hilda’s body. The bottom-heavy champion was nothing more than his sex doll now, properly dominated in body and mind.

“Fuck,” Hugh hissed, gnashing his teeth together as he tried to fight off his orgasm. His nut sack was soaked in Hilda’s arousal, drooling just a little from her lower lips as her spittle was from her upper set. Her plump cunt was slick with desire, running down her legs.

“Ahhhh~!” Hilda’s eyes rolled off in two different directions as her tongue fell from her slack jaw. Her entire body shuddered and shook as she experienced a truly mind-breaking finish. Her cunt contracted tight, love tunnel collapsing around nothing as a torrent of squirt erupted from her plump pussy. It slammed down into the rough pavement of the alleyway, chipping the street as Hilda squirted everywhere. Her thunderous thighs were jiggling and shaking as her entire body thrashed and squirmed against Hugh’s rutting, simultaneously paralysed completely and alive as if Hugh’s dick were a live wire being run through her. The former champion’s face was flushed red with arousal, her pupils barely visible in the corners of her eyes. A haggard moan escaped her lips as her toes curled in their shoes so hard that they cracked. Hugh pulled on Hilda’s ponytail again, finding that the bottom-heavy slut had effectively gone limp. Her arms dangled from her body, no longer supporting her svelte upper half against the wall Hugh had been pounding her into. The blunette’s hips dipped as he began to rut up into her guts rather than down. The bulge into Hilda’s stomach jutted upwards over and over again, prompting pathetic mewls to escape the champion’s open mouth with every thrust as the air was pushed out of her lungs, making more room for the cock inside of her. His other hand wrapped around Hilda’s throat, squeezing on the sides, only heightening her pleasure. Hugh’s cock bucked, pressing against the underside of Hilda’s skin, battering her soft innards with its hard form.

“Fuck me,” Hugh grunted, letting out a moan. His bulbous cock head was drilling into Hilda’s guts; every thrust was blanking out the former champion’s mind. She was a limp doll on his cock as he pounded into her hard, letting her massive ass absorb blow after blow.

Hugh’s grip on Hilda’s throat tightened, his fingers trembling slightly as he felt another overwhelming wave of pleasure washing over him. He hilted himself to the base inside of Hilda’s back door, holding himself there as his cock twitched and bucked inside of her, pleasure rippling across Hugh’s body, turning his skin to gooseflesh.

“Fuck,” He hissed, “Fuck! Fuck!”

His breathing was stifled, as if taking too sharp a breath would set him off. He could feel Hilda’s soft, inviting ass cheeks squished up against his crotch, her guts lovingly squeezing his ultra-thick member. He shuddered, gnashing his teeth together before finding he couldn’t hold it any more. His nuts contracted hard, pumping a huge load of nut sludge up into Hilda’s guts. The bottom-heavy whore let out a gurgling half-moan, her mind far too wiped and reeling from her last orgasm to properly register the feeling of her stomach swelling with seed. Her belly bloated as Hugh’s ball batter drained into her. The powerful torrent of seed leapt up Hilda’s throat, giving her a vague but familiar taste of his cock snot. The former champion was still nothing more than a shuddering, limp fuck toy as Hugh drained himself into her. He shuddered a few times, his legs weakening from supporting his weight and Hilda’s. His orgasm slowed from a torrent to a stream to a trickle, to nothing.

“Ohhhh,” Rosa moaned, arching her back. Her entire body was alive with sensitive pleasure as Curtis’ tongue lapped at her plump, wet snatch.

KISS! SMOOCH! SUCK! KISS! SMACK! SMOOCH! SMOOCH! SMOOCH! KISS! MXM! KISS! KISS!

His delicate pink appendage teased at Rosa’s clit, sending rippling but teasing waves of pleasure across the top-heavy whore’s skin. Rosa’s hands were on her titanic tits, groping and squeezing them, playing with her thick nipples for a secondary high of pleasure. Her legs were spread into a near-full split as Curtis’ tongue penetrated her pussy. The blonde-haired pornstar was proving to be quite a professional in his line of work. His pink appendage was deeper inside of her than she could get her fingers. It flicked and lapped at all of her most sensitive spots, sending wave after wave of pleasure rippling across Rosa’s gooseflesh skin. She squirmed, letting every sensation completely overwhelm her.

“Ohhhh~!” She moaned in soft little huffs, and her eyes snapped shut. Her fingers played with her thick nipples, twisting them every which way. Curtis’s mouth was sealed against her plump, wet lips. He arched his tongue in such a way that, without leaving her love tunnel, he pressed it up against her clit. Rosa arched her back, heaving her huge bust into the air.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh~!” She squirmed her face flush red with arousal, eyes watered over and bright with lust as white hearts burned brightly in them. One of her hands left her impressive chest, reaching down onto the silky sheets that she was lying on top of in an apartment in one of the high-rises in Nimbasa City. The skin on her knuckles was stretched taut as she took a fistful of the sheets between her dainty fingers. Overwhelming waves of pleasure were washing over every inch of her skin, bringing the busty slut closer and closer to orgasm by the second.

“PWAUH!” Curtis surfaced, catching his breath. His tongue was quickly replaced by two extremely skilled fingers that slipped inside Rosa’s pussy, picking up exactly where the pink appendage had left off. One of Rosa’s eyes fluttered shut as the wave of pleasure crashed down in her brain. Curtis’ thumb went to her clit, playing with it and sending the top-heavy slut into a spiral of pleasure. Her mouth fell open, letting all of her pathetic, feminine moans and mewls escape into the air of the room. Curtis’s other hand took hold of Rosa’s unoccupied breast (which was still magnitudes larger than his grip). His two fingers began to tweak and pinch Rosa’s impressive nipple the same way she had been playing with herself.

“Ahhhh~” Rosa moaned, completely paralysed beneath Curtis and the pleasure he was giving her.

“I’ve never met someone with tits like yours,” Curtis noted. She leaned down, sealing his mouth around a fraction of the surface area of Rosa’s plump, soft, perky, tender breasts. The top-heavy whore let out a soft moan as Curtis planted a passionate kiss on her clear skin, teasing at the sensitive area with his tongue. He felt her cunt tightening around his fingers as he continued to press into her more sensitive spots, “They might be the biggest in all of Unova. You could make a lot of money doing porn with these. Not to sound like I’m trying to recruit you, but you clearly enjoy the medium.”

“I a-already am a po-pornstar,” Rosa moaned, “I sh-shot one with Ro-R-Roxie and the ffffformer Ch-champion.”

Curtis grinned, “Did you? Guess it hasn’t been released yet. I’ve made a few with Roxie, but never with Alder. I didn’t know he made porn.”

“N-not Alder,” Rosa said breathlessly, “H-Hilda … Bl-Blackburn.”

Curtis’ eyes widened at the name as a wave of realisation washed over him, “Oh yeah … I forgot she’s not the champion anymore.”

Rosa mewled as Curtis’s skilled fingers pressed into another one of Rosa’s most sensitive spots. Her tongue leapt from her mouth in a silent scream. Her eyes were completely glazed over with lust now, starting to lose focus. Curtis returned to Rosa’s breasts, this time sealing his lips around her nipple properly. He bit down lightly, just enough to ensure he’d leave a mark. Rosa’s cunt clenched tightly around his fingers, trapping the two digits inside of her as her love tunnel collapsed.

“AHhhhhhhh~!” Rosa shrieked as her eyes rolled back in her head. Her cunt exploded with squirt, spraying everywhere and soaking Curtis’ bedsheet. Her legs were shaking and writhing like a live wire was being run through her body. A long, droning moan of pleasure escaped Rosa’s mouth. Curtis bit down more on Rosa’s breast, his tongue swirling around her rigid and thick nipple, sucking on it lightly. The added nipple stimulation made Rosa’s orgasm extra potent as she thrashed and shook like a woman possessed, her massive tits bouncing wildly on her chest. Her squirting spray faltered after a moment, slowing from a gushing blast to a trickle. The sheets below her legs were completely soaked to the point of discolouration, turning nearly black from the amount of liquid they had absorbed.

Curtis pulled her fingers from Rosa’s still reeling cunt, bringing his soaked hand up to his mouth. He encircled his squirt-soaked fingers with his tongue, sucking the taste of Rosa off of each of them. The top-heavy slut, still reeling from her finish, could only lie there, moaning and mewling softly as she watched Curtis clean his hand of her squirt.

“Delicious,” He grinned, licking his lips, “Wish I could have drank straight from the source.”

Rosa bit her lip, “You can~ I can go again. I squirt every time I orgasm~”

Curtis let out a hiss of excitement. Rosa’s eyes flicked down, noticing the huge tent in Curtis’ pants, the only article of clothing either of them was still wearing. He bracketed her face with his arms, pulling himself up over her.

“With a promise like that, I might just drown myself down there,” He grinned at her, “But for a taste like that, I wouldn’t even think twice.”

Rosa purred, feeling a fresh wave of arousal washing over her, “Maybe I can return the favour. That cock of yours looks awfully hard. I’d hate to leave a hard cock unsatisfied. It’s unbecoming of me.”

Curtis bit his lip. “Well then, what do you want to do about it?”

Hugh was on his back in the alleyway. His gloved hands were gripping tightly to Hilda’s plump, soft thighs, holding on as he tried to slow down the bottom-heavy whore’s frantic thrusting. His massive cock was buried to the base inside of Hilda’s tight twat, pounding effortlessly through her cervix and up into her womb. The blunette was gritting his teeth as the combination of Hilda’s huge, bloated cum belly and her colossal, industrial bakery of an ass was beating down hard onto Hugh’s body with every thrust.

“Deeper!” Hilda shrieked in pleasure, despite knowing in the back of her mind that Hugh was bottoming out inside of her. She could feel his massive load from earlier churning in her stomach as she pounded herself down onto him frantically. Her twat was gripping his cock hard, trying to milk another massive load out of him. All the most sensitive spots inside of her were up against the throbbing, thick veins of Hugh’s cudgel of a cock. Hilda’s head was thrown backwards, face flush red with arousal as black hearts burned in her pupils. Every thrust elicited a lurid moan from the bottom-heavy former champion.

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

The sound of Hilda’s impressive PAWG cheeks slamming together over and over again was echoing throughout the alley. Hugh considered it purely a miracle that they hadn’t been caught yet, owed entirely to being in an area of Nimbasa City that saw low foot traffic in the mornings. All the same, this was a double-edged sword, as it gave Hilda the perfect opportunity to be as loud as she wanted, thereby increasing the possibility of attracting attention.

Hugh’s massive cock bucked inside of Hilda, battering her soft innards with its hard form. His bulbous cockhead shot a blast of his pre-seed into her womb, giving her uterus a fresh, clear coating. Hilda’s toes curled in her shoes as a wave of pleasure emanated through her body, starting in her core. Her hands were on her huge belly full of ball batter, gripping her swollen, soft gut tightly. The feeling of Hugh’s nut butter sloshing around inside her belly with every brutal thrust was only turning the former champion on more. Drool was running down her slack jaw as every thrust brought a new round of moans from her.

“I! Love! This! Cock!” She mewled as she pounded herself down onto Hugh’s impressive shaft over and over again, “I! Love! Big! Cock! Ahhh~! Ahhhh~! Ahhhhh~!”

Hugh gritted his teeth, trying his best to stave off the orgasm that he could feel coming, “Your fucking body is so hard to resist~!”

He lifted a hand off of Hilda’s hips, striking one of her ginormous ass cheeks with his gloved palm, sure to leave a mark.

SPANK!!

“Ahhhhh~!” Hilda mewled, “I knowww~! It f-feels sooooo go-good to be irre-irre-... fucking desired~! I love t-the way hard c-cocks just pressssent the-themselves to me~! Oooooooh~ Ma-making pornos w-was m-m-my ffffffavourite p-part of being champion~”

Hilda’s eyes snapped shut as her cunt collapsed around Hugh’s cock. The blunette let out a wheeze as he felt the crushing tightness of Hilda’s twat. The pear-shaped whore began to shake and writhe as if Hugh’s cock were a live wire being run through her. She let out a pitched scream of pleasure as squirt sprayed from her crotch, soaking Hugh below her. Hugh couldn’t hold back; his nuts contracted hard as Hilda’s stomach began to grow once again. The bottom-heavy former champion’s fingers were enveloped by her belly as she grew bigger with seed once again. Her mind melted as she felt her pussy being stuffed full of cum.

Yesssssss~ She thought, one of her eyes fluttering shut Fill me like a condom~!

Hugh let out a long moan of pleasure as he emptied everything he had in his nuts into her. The two were now lying in a huge puddle of sex in the middle of the alleyway. Hilda slumped forward, putting the full weight of her huge stomach onto Hugh’s chest. For a moment, both parties were silent, aside from the haggard breathing.

“Can I ask you something?” Hugh asked, trying to catch his breath.

“What?” Asked the sweat-soaked Hilda, her face still flushed red.

“If you liked being a porn star so much … why don’t you just keep doing that?” Hugh asked.

Hilda paused, “Because it’s … it’s unbecoming of me.”

Hugh shook his head, “There’s no shame in sex work.”

“I know, I … I’m not against sex work, I just …” Hilda’s voice trailed off, averting her gaze, “Champion … that’s what I’m good at.”

Hugh shook his head. “You can be good at two things.”

Rosa’s moans were softer than before as she felt Curtis’ tongue exploring her pussy with far more caution than last time. Her cunt was still quite sensitive from her recent orgasm, so the top-heavy slut wasn’t in much of a mood to complain about a gentler touch. She was occupied, regardless, by the massive cock that was currently poking up from in between her titanic shoulder boulders.

Curtis was lying on his back, his hands on Rosa’s decently proportioned ass (looking quite impressive without Hilda around to compare to). He was kneading her impressive cheeks like dough as his skilled tongue once again dove deep into Rosa’s twat. The top-heavy slut was lying on top of him, legs bracketing his head, with her colossal chest enveloping the entirety of his crotch and legs down to his knees. Resting in between those massive backbreakers lay Curtis’ impressive, thick cock, entrancing the brunette like a siren’s call. Her heart was beating hard in her chest, making her tits shudder and shake slightly from its frantic rhythm. This was coupled with the throbbing of Curtis’ thick veins that coated his erection, beating back against Rosa’s chest. Her nipples were rigid on her chest, one of them covered in bruises and bite marks thanks to the pornstar beneath her. The bulbous, uncut head was swollen and red, drawing all of Rosa’s attention, as the subtle smell of his erection hit her nose.

It’s his cock She thought, drool running down her chin How many times have I masturbated to this cock? Dozens? Hundreds? I can’t believe it’s right in front of me. Christoph’s cock! And he’s eating me out! He’s eating me out while I’m giving his cock a tit job!

Her hands were on her impressive tits, groping and squeezing them in the way that she always did when she was experiencing pleasure. Her breasts were quite sensitive, and there were plenty of them to be sensitive. She squeezed her lithe digits up against her soft, clear-skinned tits, losing her fingers in her bust. Slowly but surely, Rosa began to pump her chest up and down, Curtis’ impressive cock. A spray of pre-seed dribbled from the tip, running down the engorged, reddened cock and into the crevice between Rosa’s breasts, making it just a bit easier for her chest to pump. Rosa shuddered as she felt the sensation of Curtis’s pre-seed against her tender skin.

She leaned forward, puckering her pouty lips. With a moan, Rosa’s lips connected to the bulbous head that was of an impressive proportion to her head. The top-heavy whore began to make out with Curtis’ cockhead like it was her lover proper, coating the spongy tip in her spittle, letting it mix with the pre-seed it was spilling out and running down the turgid shaft. She could feel the heat coming off the erection as her tits continued to pump up and down the hot poker of a shaft, slowly lubricating it with the mix of slobber and dick spit.

SMOOCH! KISS! SMACK! KISS! SMOOCH! SMOCK! KISS! DROOL! DROLL! KISS! SMOOCH! KISS!

Rosa separated from Curtis’s cock, trying to catch her breath. The white hearts in her pupils were completely transfixed onto the massive dick in front of her, which was still connected to her pouty lisp by a few trestles of slobber and pre-seed. Rosa let out a shuddering breath as she stared down at the huge head in reverence. Her hands were moving on their own at this point, pumping her titanic tits up and down Curtis’ cock.

She let out an involuntary moan as she felt Curtis’ tongue lapping at her clit again, sending waves of pleasure across her body that she had not been anticipating. Her fingers curled against her huge breasts, nails digging into her skin. She arched her back, pushing more of the weight of her huge breasts onto Curtis’ crotch. Rosa continued to pump her huge chest up and down the massive dick, feeling it bucking between them as a shot of pre-seed leapt from the tip, flying higher into the air than any of the shots before. Rosa had to shut one eye as the clear liquid splashed down across her face. Her tongue quickly darted out from her pouty lips to lap up the taste. She mewled, finding it to be like honey. Rosa’s mouth leapt forward, followed by the rest of her head. She sealed her pouty lips around Curtis’s tip, playing with his slit with her tongue. Curtis moaned, vibrating Rosa’s sensitive twat. One of the top-heavy slut’s eyes fluttered shut as she returned the moan in kind around Curtis’ tip. The cock head spat again, sending a shot of pre-cum right down Rosa’s throat.

Sooooo good~! She thought; her brain no longer had the power for more complicated thoughts. She could feel the throbbing of his cock increasing against her impressive bust. She gripped her tits tighter, making the pillowy prison around the cock that much harder to escape. Curtis’s cock bucked like it was a man being choked out by Rosa’s chest. Rosa could feel the turgid cock growing thicker between her soft breasts. His cock head erupted into her mouth, filling it with an impressive amount of seed.

Just like his movies~! Rosa thought as she swallowed the first mouthful, finding it was quickly replaced by a second. She retched, letting a blast of seed fall from her mouth and soak her tits. She swallowed the third and fourth in a similar, haphazard manner, letting a rather large amount of cum fall back out of her lips (some of it even finding its way out of her nostrils) and giving her breasts a thick coating of white. She was so focused on swallowing Curtis’ impressive load that she was completely caught off guard by her orgasm, pumping another massive torrent of squirt out, this time straight into Curtis’ mouth. The pornstar proved to be more of an expert than Rosa currently was on the matter of swallowing, drinking her release down greedily until his stomach had a slight pump to it, resembling a beer gut.

Rosa and Curtis were lying together on his bed, both completely nude. Rosa was tracing small circles around Curtis’ chest as her massive breasts enveloped most of his torso.

“I still want to take some pictures with you,” Rosa said softly, “And I want you to sign my tits and my ass.”

Curtis chuckled, “Of course, Rosa, this was a great time. Would you … be opposed to me giving you my Xtransceiver number?”

“Uhhh, no!” Rosa exclaimed, sitting up, “I’d love to be an on-call pocket pussy for Unova’s number one male pornstar, are you kidding me?!”

“Hey, hey,” Curtis gave a bashful smile, putting a hand up, “Don’t say it like that. You make me sound like I just want you for sex.”

Rosa scoffed, smiling, “I mean … you’ve seen my tits, right? I wouldn’t blame you.” She hefted her massive bust to make a point, using the moment of reprieve on her ribcage to take a full breath.

Curtis nodded, “Trust me, I’ve seen your tits. They were the second thing I noticed about you.”

Rosa chuckled, “What’s the first?”

Curtis gave her a confused look, “That … you seemed upset? You remember earlier, right?”

Rosa shook her head, trying not to, “Oh, yeah, right, that was nothing.”

“Rosa, I … I don’t know who you were talking about, but they sound like they really hurt you,” Curtis said, a more serious tone in his voice. “You shouldn’t just shrug that off. If this person really means something to you, you should demand an apology. And if they can’t give it … they’re not worth keeping in such high regard.”

Rosa pouted slightly, looking away from Curtis, knowing that he was right.
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