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Control-Dex	By : daxg2001 Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 113598 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction depicting impossible, dark fantasies. The events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, companies etc depicted or referenced within. I do not endorse, support or encourage the actions described within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own Pokemon or any of its characters. I am making no money as a result of the writing of this story.

Starring: Jasmine

Control-Dex Part 17

An erotic Pokemon fan-fiction story.

by DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)

Codes: Non-Con, MF, mc, oral.

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“Closed? What a waste of time...” Laurence grunted, looking at the sign at the front of the Olivine City Gym. “So where is this hottie Gym Leader then you said would be perfect for me, Whitney?” He demanded, looking at this faithful team of controlled whores.
“If I know her, Sir, she’ll be at the top of the Glitter Lighthouse over there.” Whitney, the recently ‘retired’ Gym Leader said with a smirk. Hoping her helpfulness would get her another round of sex with her Master. She, like Misty, Sabrina and Jessie beside her, not being allowed to freely think for themselves and realise they’re under sick and twisted mind control because of him and the Control-Dex hidden in his inside pocket.
“At the top? Gah… Well, I guess a genius like me has to suffer to achieve his dreams.” He sighed arrogantly. “Lead the way then, sluts. All those steps had better be worth it… Sex is supposed to be the only work-out I get in during the day!” He added, before motioning as Whitney led the way towards the lighthouse.

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Minutes, and many steps, later…

Out on the catwalk at the very top of the Glitter Lighthouse, the beautiful Gym Leader of the Olivine City Gym, Jasmine, is kneeling down as she takes a hold of Laurence’s fat, erect cock having just been freshly ‘captured’ by his Control-Dex. The fat slob of a man grinning as he brazenly stands naked while the stunning female is wearing her pretty teal with white sleeved dress with red bow on the front. Her long hair sticking up stylishly at the top at the sides with red balls for two vertical ‘ears’. Jasmine’s eyes clearly glazed over but appearing full of lust for a man she’s never met before, despite how his unsightly body is already coated in sweat from having used so much energy to climb up the Lighthouse in the first place.

“Of course, I’ll suck your cock Mister Laurence!” Jasmine sweetly said as she pumped over his dick with her hand. “After you beat me in a Pokemon battle and claimed my badge, it’s the least I can do for you!” She added before she leaned in. Softly running her tongue across the head of his tool to start making him moan. Lightly applying saliva as she stared up. Double teaming his cock with light flicks of the tongue and her hand pumping back and forth. The stench of his crotch hitting her nose but she’s in such a newly sinful state of mind she can’t be disgusted as the usually innocent woman would be. Focusing instead on warming this man up with her tongue and hand for a nice, if not slightly mistimed motion.

“I’m… Not too experienced with this, Mister Laurence… I hope it’s good enough for you anyway...” She blushed cutely as she parted her lips. Drawing him into her soothing, damp mouth to make her moan a hint louder as she pushed down. Groaning already as her lips stretched around a size she clearly wasn’t used to, let alone how her eyes widened at how much she took in. Barely half before she already gagged from the invasion. “MMMMMPHHH!! HHHHHMMMMPHHH!!” She groaned around him as she started to timidly bob along the upper part. Once again showing inexperience as her stroking hand didn’t even match the pace or timing of her head. Whining a little from the discomfort of her lips pushed to the limit around his thickness. Her gorgeous facial features contrasted by the massive length she was slowly sliding in and out of her oral hole.

“Mmmmmm… Yeah, you’re pretty shitty at this… Jasmine, right?” He groaned, showing enjoyment anyway from her slow blowjob but clearly he was a man of rough, nasty tastes as shown by how truly non-consensual this act really was. Reaching down with both hands, grabbing the stuck up ‘ears’ of her hair firmly before he surprised her with a deep, firm thrust forward into her mouth without any warning. “MMMMM… Now we’re fucking talking… Ahhhhhhh… You’re at least good for something!” He mocked as he began fucking her face, making her already squeal around his member as she got a sudden introduction to sucking cock. Saliva now starting to coat as she gagged around him on her knees. Pain clear on her face but he only cared about his pleasure. Smiling and moaning as he now enjoyed the spit splashing about over his shaft as she choked. Making his fat bell-end smack into the back of her mouth when he pumped into her.

“HHHHHHLLLLKK!! GAHHHHHHH!! HHHHHHRRRRKKK GGGGGHHHHLLLKK!!” The saliva poured out from her lips as she choked over and over again. Staining her pretty bow over her perky chest and the rest of her dress as all she could do was kneel and take it. Staring up with watering eyes as the pain was clear from her first face fuck experience but powerless to even push against his pumps. Her hands up on his flabby thighs but with no pressure pushing into him. A sight even more sinful considering this is out in the wide open of the top of the Lighthouse. “GAAAAAHHHH!! HHHHHHHLLLKKK!! MMMMMMPHHH!! GGGGGHHHHHRRRRR HHHHHLLLLKKKK!!” The spit oozed down her chin and over her neck as her head was held in place tightly. Her stylish locks used against her as he used her sticking up hair like handlebars to tug and even pull her pretty face towards his fat length. Those eyes going wide when he wasn’t satisfied with just abusing her mouth. Forcing his manhood further to invade her throat, causing those innocent eyes to go half-closed as her hands dragged down his legs in defeat as she gagged louder and harder.

“GAHHHHHH!! HHHHHHHHRRRRRR!! GAHHHHHHH HHHHHMMMPHHH!!” The tears were rolling down her cheeks now, leaving a further mess on her already soaked with spit dress as she stayed kneeling. Orally abused by this obese creep as he pumped away stiffly and quickly without any care for her physical state. Leaving her light headed from the effect of her inexperienced mouth taking such hard pumps. Things then got even worse when he tugged her hair to force her right down into his crotch. Feeling his heavy, saggy balls against her soaked chin. Eyes closed as his pubes rubbed across her face. “GGGGGHHHHHHLLLLLKK… HHHHHRRRRKKK… GAHHHHHHHHRRRRKKK!!” Her arms just left his body, swaying pathetically as she gagged and whimpered around his massive cock like she was loosing consciousness from the oral rape she was enduring. Held down against his crotch as he moaned with a wide, sick smile. The once pure and kind beauty reduced to a living fleshlight for his cock as she forced her to take a deepthroat she never would have attempted even with a lover she wanted.

Not to show her any sort of mercy, but he finally let her go as he pulled her face right off form his saliva-coated tool. Jasmine coughing up a large wad of spit that fell into her own dress as she clutched her throat. Gasping through tears as she took in desperate, deep breathes of air to try and recover from that face fucking.

“Yeah, that was a shitty blowjob, Jasmine...” Laurence mocked even as he still smiled. Having loved fucking her throat against her will and seeing how much she wasn’t ready for such a sex act. “So how about you get up and bend over the railing there to make up for it?” He ‘suggested’ but with her being under the influence of the Control-Dex it was just an order.
“Y-Yes, Mister Laurence...” Jasmine slowly stood up, wiping away tears as she turned around. Moving to the metal railing of the catwalk as she gripped the top bar. Bending over as she spread her legs and looked back at the unsightly man moving up behind her. “I’m sorry I wasn’t any good at sucking your cock...” She apologised, as her warped mind made her think that it was all her fault. So it made perfect sense for her to just bend over as he wanted.
“Lucky for you, I’m all about giving people second changes...” He lied as he pulled up her dress. Exposing a plain, boring pair of panties that covered her cutely rounded butt. Just pulling them to the side to expose her pussy and seeing she wasn’t even wet there. The painful face fucking doing nothing to arouse her.

She was lucky then that her own spit over his inches provided a makeshift form of lube, even as inadequate as it actually was. Forcing the bulbous crown of his tool forward, spreading her lips open as she groaned from the invasion. Predictably, his reaction was one of great pleasure as he moaned with a smile, feeling resistance as he raised an eyebrow. Was she really this inexperienced to still have her innocence there? Too bad for her as he took a hold of her slim waist. Drawing back before he drove in and made her gasp out in clear pain before she whimpered pathetically. A little warmth felt around his tool before he slowly pulled back. Making them both groan but his more of pleasure as he started to ease in and out of this incredibly tight, dry pussy with his thick length.

“AHHHHHHH!! M-Mister Laurence!! AHHHHHH!! N-Not so rough, please!!” The Gym Leader begged, looking over her shoulder as she stayed bent over. Hair swaying as her body jolted forward whenever he firmly pumped into her. Her inner walls clamping around this massive tool not out of pleasure. Her mind may be gone but her body reacted with instinct to try and resist this clearly not yet pleasurable experience. “UHHHHH!! It still… H-Hurts, Mister Laurence! AHHHHH!!” She whined, eyes watering again as she felt the sting from both her womanhood being robbed of her and the constant grinding feeling of a fat cock plunging in and out of her snatch from behind. Her spit over those inches barely easing the friction her tightness was taking as he pumped back and forth to painfully force her tunnel to open up.

“MMMMMM… That just means you’re a lame fuck, Jasmine...” He taunted, knowing the truth full well. Taking advantage of this once innocent beauty as he already tried to roughly reshape her snatch to accept the shape of his big, fat cock. Thrusting away in and out with a firm, smooth enough motion as he moaned with every motion. Hearing her sobs and begging but ignoring them. Even further humiliating her as he delivered a sharp slap to her barely with much meat to it backside. “AHHHHHH… A shitty mouth, and… MMMMM… A shitty pussy too… You must suck as Gym Leader if you can’t even fuck properly!” He twistedly claimed, as if a woman’s ability in the bedroom had any influence on her skill as a Trainer. Staring down as he forced more of his pole into the unprepared beauty in front of him. Sweat pouring off his unsightly body to make the sight of her being fucked while still in her dress, let alone out in the open view of the walkway of the Giller Lighthouse, even worse.

“AHHHHHH!! Oh gosh!! AHHHHH!! Th-This is too much, Mister!! AHHHHH!!” She whined as her body sank a bit. One hand just able to hold the top rail but the repeated hard pumps were draining her already as her head slumped down. The other palm gripping a vertical rail of the catwalk as she groaned out. Whimpering all over again as her body jolting left her head brushing against the bars she was leaning again. “Oooooooooooh! AHHHHHH!! Y-You’re too big!! AHHHHHH...” Her pleas were falling on deaf ears as she groaned out. Her pussy starting to tingle a little from forced pleasure but nowhere near enough to actually become wet so her snatch was still almost desert dry. Just her own saliva being smeared onto her inner walls from off his cock being a form of wetness down there. Still managing to just about keep her shaking legs spread and her ass raised up as her snatch for unwillingly filled up.

“MMMMMM… To think? All the effort I took to walk all those fucking steps up here… AHHHHHH… Just to listen to some bitch whine and complain? What a joke...” He said insultingly. Smacking her ass again to make her groan in pain as he pumped away. Continuing his mission to make her snatch being truly defiled by his massive rod as he gradually worked more and more of his thick inches between her lower lips. Knowing full well at this rate her snatch might never tighten back up again so she would barely feel a lover of even half his size inside her. “MMMMM… If I wanted lectures from stuck up bitches like you? I would have… MMMMM… Stayed being a fucking trash collector! Instead of fucking trash pussy like yours!” He said with a taunting laugh. His moans betraying his insults as it was clear how much pleasure he was getting from her now far from untouched twat. A fresh groan of delight escaping from him as the ugly man worked his length in and out of her tightness.

“AHHHHHH!! I’m… OOOOOOOH!! I’M SORRY!! AHHHHHH!!” Tears rolled down from both the pain in her snatch and his constant mockery of her truthfully stunning body. Her broken, controlled mind force to believe his lies and think this was all her fault for somehow not being the kind of filthy slut his sexist mind thinks all women should be. “UHHHHHH!! S-Sorry for not… MMMMM!! Having a g-good enough p-pussy for you, M-Mister Laurence!” She sobbed between groans. So far from aroused by this harsh fucking that her nipples weren’t even hard. Pussy barely moist as his cock pushed back and forth. Her head hanging down in shame and pain as her petite and sexy body jolted in response to those stiff pumps.

“Yeah, you’re fucking sorry...” He chuckled as he pulled out of her gaping pussy, leaving her sighing with some relief at the empty feeling. “Stand up! And turn around, slut!” He demanded with a rude yell. Spanking her already sore butt again to kick start her movement.
“Uhhhhhh!! Yes, yes Mister!!” Jasmine whined as she slowly pulled herself up. Dress falling back over her body for a moment as she did as ordered so her back was now against the catwalk railing.
“Now, hook your arms over the railing… We’ll see if you can take some dick like this!” He decided for her. Taking advantage of the unusual, open air surrounds of this sexual encounter.
“O-OK...” She did as ordered as she put her arms back over the top of the rail and hooked them under. Grabbing a vertical bar with each hand for good measure.

Making her squeal again, he reached down and pulled her up by the waist. Her dress hiking up as he held her so her legs dangled across his arms as her body formed a bridge between him and the railing with a potentially lethal drop behind her if her grip possibly failed. Her concern more being that huge dick once again pushing in deep into her snatch as she groaned. Once again his pumps stiff and deep into her snatch that’s barely used to his vast size. Staring down at her slim figure as his sweat drips off his face onto her stomach and dress to further ruin it. His bulky frame contrasting with the pornstar pace of his fucking let alone the size of that tool.

“AHHHHHHH!! OH GOSH! MMMMMM… AHHHHHH!!” The Olivine City Gym Leader groaned as she kept her arms tightly around the Lighthouse railing as she took another shameless fucking out in the wide open. The difference this time being her snatch was now used to his dick after such rough, deep, hole stretching treatment. Finally now pleasure breaking through as she started to become a little wet from that member sliding in and out of her slot. “MMMMMM… Mister Laurence!! MMMMMM… So big! S-So hard!! AHHHHHH...” Her head tilted back a little. Her long hair dangling in the open air away from the Lighthouse as she let out a clear moan when he pushed in. Still looking to force her tunnel to fully accept his length as he applied another round of hard, steady paced pumps into her snatch.

“MMMMMM… Now you’re getting it, slut...” He said with a snigger. Easily holding the tiny, breakable woman up not just off the floor but between himself and the railing she’s hooked around. Briskly pumping in and out of her twat as he moaned. Enjoying the feeling of her gradual wetness around him as he got that extra bit deeper into her box at the same time. “MMMMM… Let’s see if you can handle… MMMMM FUCK!! My advanced course...” He claimed as he moved a hand down her petite body. Starting to work his thumb over her clit with a careful, experienced circle around. The reaction instant as Jasmine’s eyes went wide as she moaned out. Body arching a bit in forced delight as clearly she wasn’t even experienced in self-pleasuring so working over that sensitive nub was a new experience for her.

“AAAAAAAAAHHH!! MMMMMMM!! OOOOOOOOOOH GOOOOOOOOSH!!” She moaned out, clear pleasure this time as the pain wasn’t even effecting her any more as her pussy was still being resized. Sweat starting to form on her from the abuse she’s taken as her mouth was softly open in a sexy O-shape. “MMMMMM… Yesssssssss… MMMMM!! That’s… MMMMM!! That feels so good, Mister Laurence! MMMMMM...” She cooed with growing delight as she stared down with eyes still having the trails of tears from them. Watching his huge, fat cock ploughing in and out of her twat as she felt him driving in deeply to her tightness. Finding the sight now hypnotic and arousing compared to the fear she’d felt when he’d fist stuffed in dry. That snatch now nicely wet and ‘willing’, despite this sex only coming from twisted and cruel mind control.

“MMMMM… About fucking time… AHHHHH SHIT! You saw things my way!” He mocked, still refusing to show any respect to the Gym Leader who has mastered Steel-type Pokemon. Only caring that her snug pussy was giving him so much pleasure as he moaned out. His crotch finally, after what felt like an eternity forcing her slot to submit to the sin and accept his size, starting to smack into her body. Causing her to jolt back as her shoulders dangerously slid back and forth away from the top of the railing of the Lighthouse she’s hooked onto as he fills her up to a limit she never knew she could handle until today. “MMMMMM!! Say it! MMMMM FUCK!! Say you fucking love… MMMMM!! My big fucking cock… In your slutty fucking pussy!” He demanded with a grunt. Still sweating hard as a little puddle was forming around his feet as it feel off his flabby form while he drove in and out of the stunning petite woman.

“AHHHHH!! I… I love y-your big c-cock, Mister Laurence!! MMMMM!!” She whimpered out between moans. Barely heard over his loud, shameless cries and the harsh slap of his rotund body colliding with her far more desirable and sexy frame. Gasping as he kept his thumb working slowly around and around her clit while fucking her nice and deep. “MMMMM!! It’s so big and good!! MMMMM!! DAMN!! MMMMM… I l-love it… Deep in my p-pussy!! MMMMMM!!” She managed to say out, sounding like a timid barely legal college girl staring in a cheap casting couch scene as her attempt at dirty talk lacked the confidence to make it properly filthy. Not that the creepy pervert currently pounding away into her box cared much about that. He was getting off on the fact he’d forced the innocent stunner to say such a thing, let alone how she was engaging in this wild, open air action in the first place against her will.

“MMMMMM… Watch yourself on that railing!” Laurence chuckled as he pulled out of her, before setting her down to stand. He might think of women as being in a lesser class compared to a superior (in his mind only!) man like himself, but he’d never want to see someone plummeting to an early demise. It did give him an idea however as, without even asking first, he turned the tired beauty around so her cutely rounded, modest butt was facing him.
“Huh? Mister Laurence?” Jasmine questioned but didn’t resist as gasped. Finding herself lifted to that she was actually over the railing itself with nothing but a vast fall down below. Her arms reaching back to grab the top rail and her feet finding a solid planting on the lower rail of the barrier around the catwalk for a dangerous position even with her grip and his hold on her midsection.
“A lame, innocent chick like you needs to live dangerously!” He claimed with a wide smile as he moved behind her. Sliding his cock back into her wet pussy through the gap in the rails to go in balls deep with the first pump.

“MMMMMM!! OH FUCK!! MMMMMM...” She unleashed her likely first ever curse word in life as she took him in to the hilt. Her body rocking forward, testing her grip on the railing that was against the small of her back as she arched in this unique, thrilling position. Groaning out into the open air as her pussy snugly gripped that fat length pounding in and out of her box from behind. “OOOOOOOOH FUCK!! MMMMMM!! OH YES!! AHHHHHH MMMMMM...” A slap of skin hitting skin once again ringing out along with the faint creaking of the railing that was getting a sudden stress test to say the least as she took a fucking through its bars. Filling up her wet slot that was making them both moan out. Still clad in her stylish dress that was hiked up over her ass that rippled, even with the lack of thickness to her cheeks, each time the slovenly pervert behind her drove forward into her twat.

“MMMMMM!! That’s more like it, slut! MMMMM SHIT!! Fucking live a little!” He grinned as he used and abused this gorgeous Gym Leader in more ways than one. Keeping a hold of her slender hips as he kept her in place and this time not just for a smooth motion in and out of her snatch. Helping keeping her from falling as he briskly filled her up over and over again to ensure he grunted and sweated hard from using her twat for his pleasure. “AHHHHHH!! FUCK!! MMMMM… With some more training like this… MMMMM!! You might be worth something as a woman!” He said insultingly. Once again only seeing women as good enough to be used as a set of holes. So it’s almost uncharacteristic of him that he cares, to an extent, about this latest woman completely out of his league that he’s forcing to offer up sex. Caring at least to make sure she doesn’t topple off from the top of Glitter Lighthouse as he’s screwing her though the upper railings.

“MMMMMM!! OOOOOOOOOH FUCK!! MMMMM!! YES, MISTER!! AHHHHH!! I… I WILL!! MMMMMM!!” She gasped out with closed eyes. Hair bouncing behind her and nipples grazing against her dress as the sweat dripped from her face to fall all the way down to the ground far, far below of Olivine City. Her pussy now soaking wet around this massive cock to feel like a whole dimension removed how dry and painful taking him had been when this far from consensual action had first kicked off. “MMMMM!! I’LL TRAIN… FUCK!! AS M-MUCH AS I CAN AT SEX… MMMMMMM!! S-SO I… FUCK!! CAN BE A R-REAL WOMAN FOR YOU!! OOOOOOOOOH!!” She yelled out between loud moans. Her mind further breaking to say such degrading things about herself while getting stuffed full of dick at the same time. Not even caring about the risk to her life hanging on the other side of the safety railing is as she’s getting banged from behind. The only thing that mattered was servicing this man’s cock with her wet, tight and now far from innocent pussy.

Laurence just grinned in ugly, slob fashion as he moaned out. Managing to just about keep a hold of her sweat-coated body as he pumped away. His bulging gut smacking not just into her ass and lower back but the railing as well to keep making it creak in a way that should worry most clear-thinking people. His lust the only thing on his mind as he makes another beautiful, talented Gym Leader be reduced to a desperate whore thanks to wicked mind control. Very much enjoying the way he’s transformed her, especially how her pussy was so wet and pleasurably snug now to the point that every thrust he delivered was effortlessly smooth. Allowing his balls to swing through the gap in the railing he was using to slap into her body when she rested back to safety before jolting away again when his thrust hammered in.

“FUCK! FUCK!! OH FUCK!! M-MISTER!! I’M GONNA… I THINK I’M!!! AHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOOH!!” Jasmine’s eyes finally opened up as she started to cum hard. Crossing over and looking upward. Mouth drooling and hanging open with her tongue flapping outward at the side for a shameful expression. Perhaps the first orgasm of her life rocking through her hard as her legs buckled and arms strained as she barely kept herself held in place on the wrong side of the railings. Nothing but a steep drop and certain doom below her as juices dripped down from her snatch to fall downward along with her sweat. Gasping as the cruel, sex-drunk man behind her delivered more pumps to force her to experience a sexual high that she would have never had thought of under her own free will. The sort of orgasm that, especially with how effected by the Control-Dex she now is, will only serve to further break her mindset and force her further from being the pure, respect woman and Gym Leader she was before she encountered this creep.

Grunting, he pulled out of her snatch and then hauled her right over the railing back onto the safety of the catwalk. Almost with devilish timing too, as once she was down on her knees in front of him a part of the railing snapped off from the strain of the action, tumbling downward with a whoosh before a dull thud of (thankfully) hitting nothing but open, clear ground was heard. Had he kept pumping her for a few seconds longer…

Of course, he hadn’t pulled out to ‘save’ her and wasn’t even looking at the gap in the rails. Instead he was wildly stroking his cock as he aimed it down at her gorgeous facial features. Seeing her staring up in anticipation as he pumped before letting out a deep grunt. Sending shots of his thick, hot spunk splattering across her face to make her groan as she closed her eyes. The seed landing over her nose, cheeks, chin and her forehead. Dripping down off her face to land and stain across the loosened red bow over her perky chest and further onto her already ruined from sweat, saliva and juices dress. Leaving her a cum-stained mess on her knees as he painted that now robbed off innocence face. Wiping off the last drips onto her lips for good measure.

“Mmmmmm… Guess it was worth the workout getting up here...” Laurence said. His flabby chest heaving as sweat still poured off his hideous frame. “Hey, you! Slut! Give me that, uh, badge thing I’ve earned.”
“Of… Of course, Mister Laurence.” Jasmine said between tired gasps. Clearing away cum from her eyes before she reached into a hidden back pocket of the dress. Producing a shining Mineral Badge that she even politely made sure was cleaned off onto a rare dry part of her attire before offering it up to the man who had ‘defeated’ her but just not in any real battle.
“Heh, thanks bitch...” He rudely said, snatching it out of her hand. “You can stick to being a Gym Leader. I like my sluts being ones who can really fuck… But hey! Next time you, uh, lose a Gym battle? You can give the lucky guy a blowjob or something. Spread your legs and make them really remember you. Get plenty of practice in, you know?” He said with a smile, knowing he was corrupting her even further than he’s already done.
“Of course, Mister.” She nodded as more spunk dripped onto her ruined dress. “Sex for the winners. That makes perfect sense! I’ll do my best to be a proper woman for you!” She brightly said, smiling through the jizz.

“Heh, good shit...” Laurence said. Turning as he reached for a barrier only to finally see the railing part that had fallen away. “Shitty fucking Lighthouse. Can’t even have proper railings...” He said, acting like he had nothing to do with that structural damage. “Anyway, see you around whore! I’ve got all these fucking stairs to get down now… And plenty other towns to visit too...” Not even looking back at his latest victim as he walked along the catwalk. Sweat still sickeningly dripping off that obese frame and he’d be even worse when, eventually, he made it down to the ground. No wonder he had his team ready to dry him off and help move him to the nearest hotel to spend the rest of the day recovering from his ‘work out’ with the latest claim and capture for the Control-Dex.

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