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Hexed	By : Mizor4 Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 3588 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-A House in the Woods
- 2-New Friends
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Miana opened her eyes to nothing but black. Kirlia, the house, the entire world, was gone. She could feel her arms swing, her feet press against firm – something ground like, but she saw nothing but complete, unending darkness.
Her voice shook. "H-Hello?" It sounded muted, no echo or reverberation at all, as if her voice traveled out into the abyss, never to be heard.
Panic slowly wormed into her gut her, an insidious tensing in her shoulders and neck. How had she gotten here? She tried to remember, but when she did, her thoughts felt sluggish and blurry, like trying to remember a dream. Char, she needed to find Char, though she couldn't quite remember why.
Tiny lights blinked to life within the darkness, distant, but they grew closer, forming in pairs until the little flames rushed towards her. Miana flinched, but instead of crashing through her, the lights circled around her, unsupported fist-sized balls of flame, though their warmth didn't quite illuminate her like they should, like the darkness fed on them, leaving only the luckiest glimmer for illumination. Something moved within the unnatural darkness.
A woman's voice, deep and matronly spoke, though Miana couldn't say exactly where it came from. "My my, it's been a long time since Kirlia managed to trick some human into coming here."
Miana couldn't make out the speaker, but something moved between her and the flickering lights, revealing the hint of a silhouette between her and the light. The creature lazily stalked her in a slow circle.
Miana tried to keep fear from her voice with questionable success. "Who are you?"
"I am called Vaishnavi, but you can call me Vai if that is too difficult for you."
Another light winked out then reappeared, to Miana's left. She couldn't make out any features, other than a willowy outline, plump at hips and breast, and vaguely human. Kirlia – that pokemon's name tugged at her mind, but for some reason she couldn't hold onto the thought.
"Where are we?" Miana asked.
The creature laughed, low and sultry. "Don't worry about that, dear. You're safe here with me."
A cold tremor ran up Miana's spine. She couldn't see her hands, but she could feel her fingernails biting into her palm. Her voice quavered. "I don't understand."
"Hush, foolish human."
A cold hand brushed Miana's cheek. She tried to pull away but her movements didn't seem to create any distance between her and the unseen touch.
The motherly voice continued. "Kirlia seems to have quite the grip on you already." She laughed, a harsh, unfriendly sound. "Sevnir is the only one with any control over that wicked little creature, but maybe I can help make things easier for you, and the two of us can have a little fun."
"Please," Miana begged, "Just let me- I want-" Her mind felt hazy again. What did she want? She shouldn't be here, not with this – thing. Char. She wanted Char here with her. No, she wanted to be with Char, away from this place. Miana clung to that thought, the only one her confusion couldn’t steal away.
"Oh, I doubt Kirlia will let a cute thing like you from her claws. And when she does, well – she tends to play quite rough with her toys. Kirlia is quite the talented healer, you know, but the mind is a complicated, fragile thing. She doesn't have the patience," Vaishnavi said. "But don't worry about that now."
The dancing firelight grew, illuminating the small patch of ground where Miana stood. What looked like a single piece of impossibly flat stone stretched out in every direction, at least as far as Miana could make out before darkness hid everything from view. Only now did she realize that she didn't wear a single scrap of clothing, though for some reason that didn't seem to bother her.
The light also revealed the shadow creature, sort of. It stepped gracefully up to Miana's side, but its features remained as black and unknowable as any silhouette. Vaishnavi appeared to be that of a woman, tall but not extraordinarily so, with curving hips and full breasts that Miana could only see when it turned the right way.
It moved closer, and tenderly cupped Miana's cheek in a cold hand. The shadow's other hand cradled the back of Miana's neck, holding her head in a tender embrace.
"Relax, little one," the shadow whispered in Miana's ear. Then the shadow licked Miana from jaw to cheekbone with an icy tongue, a thin brush of saliva seeming to freeze on her skin.
Miana gasped, both at the shocking cold as well as the blaze of heat the crashed down her spine, making her knees wobble. The inferno swirled in Miana's belly, almost distracting her from the shadow's increasingly intimate touch.
"Do you know how to pleasure a male?" Vaishnavi asked. It drew itself close, large breasts pressing soft yet chilly against Miana's shoulder, and a glass smooth crotch nestled against her hip.
Miana whimpered softly. "I-" but she could manage anything more than a squeak. Cold fingers splayed across Miana's belly, then teased lower. Vaishnavi slid cool fingers through the short trimmed hair just above her lower lips.
"It's okay, little one," Vaishnavi cooed. "I can teach you how to make your Blaziken friend love you like no other. You human girls especially, such delicious, soft bodies. You should know how to use it."
Vaishnavi let a single digit run lightly along Miana's entrance, finding her lips already slick. Miana squirmed but the shadow's other hand held their bodies close by Miana's shoulder, and even as she tried to think of some way to escape, the growing heat in her belly melted away any thought of resisting.
Vaishnavi's cool fingertip slipped back and forth between Maian's legs, pressing more firmly with each pass and sending an electric feeling into her tummy that Miana hated to admit felt wonderful. Her breathing grew ragged, chest growing tighter with the strange new pressure growing between her thighs.
Vaishnavi hissed softly. "Sevnir is going to love ruining a tight thing like you." Her finger grew more insistent, stopping right at Miana's entrance.
Miana yelped when the first cold knuckle truly entered the warmth of her body. "What are you-" She whimpered. It felt strange and unnatural and violating and good.
"Just enjoy it, little one." Vaishnavi let her palm cup Miana's lower belly before pressing deeper.
Miana's soles arched, trying to pull away, her legs painfully tensed, but Vaishnavi easily followed, slipping deeper inside Miana's virgin pussy. A soft whine played from Miana's lips, until the shadowy woman had what must be an entire finger in her. Vaishnavi's palm came to rest atop the tiny engorged bump nestled between the front of Miana's lips.
Pleasure scoured away any thought of discomfort or strangeness that lingered in Miana's mind. Miana would have begged if she could speak at all, but she struggled just to stand. Vaishnavi gracefully moved in to support Miana, moving slightly behind and wrapping her free hand around Miana's belly when she slumped forward.
"Think of how much better it would feel to offer yourself to your Blaziken friend. What did you call him?"
"Char," Miana whimpered, the single word falling heedlessly from her slack mouth.
"Yes, Char. I imagine he would give anything to breed his darling trainer, to feel his seed deep in your belly." Vaishnavi laughed. "I imagine he'd feel a good deal warmer."
Miana couldn't help but imagine it. Her eyes stared sightless past the unremarkable surroundings. Instead, she chose to see Char stepping from outside the ring of light, his long, muscular legs and bright plumage, a large taloned hand reaching towards her, powerful and tender all at the same time.
An unfamiliar feeling built low in her stomach, like the sharp thrill after an unexpected drop. Miana panted, and unconsciously hugged Vaishnavi's cool arm which held her just below her breasts. Her lewd whines grew more needy, more desperate.
"Already close, are we?"
Miana barely heard Vaishnavi's taunting whisper, and only understood the words after the shadow withdrew her hand from between Miana's legs.
"No," Miana whimpered unbidden, to which Vaishnavi laughed.
"But you wouldn’t want to ignore your friend now, would you?" Vaishnavi brought her hand up to Miana's face and pressed a long, cool finger between Miana's lips.
Miana reacted without thought, suckling, then tried to recoil from the strange taste, tangy and slightly metallic. Vaishnavi didn't relent, so Miana complied and obediently licked at Vaishnavi's finger until she realized she hadn't only imagined Char. He stood, watching her with predatory, hungry eyes.
Before any sort of coherent plan formed in Miana's mind, she twisted free from Vaishnavi's loose grip and stumbled forward, almost sprawling to the stone ground without the other woman's support. The slick feeling between her legs sent a shiver up Miana's spine.
Miana still breathed hard. "Char!" Then she noticed something about him, and a fragmented memory bubbled up through the haze. A fledgling pink erection peeked from between the downy feathers at his crotch, and she once again watched in fascination as it grew larger.
She couldn't stop herself from pressing a hand to her belly, fingers just teasing the short hairs above her groin. Despite the urgent need that still boiled within her, she didn't yet have the nerve to touch herself like Vaishnavi had. A cold hand on her back made Miana jump.
"What are you waiting for?" Vaishnavi pressed Miana forward and down onto her knees.
The stone felt cold and hard against Miana's knees, but she barely noticed. Char's growing cock hung in the air before her, and she could smell a his familiar scent, like burnt cloves and branded leather, though mixed with something sharp and musky. Miana felt drawn to him in a way that had nothing to do with Vaishnavi's encouraging touch.
Her fingers reached into the strong feathery down that covered Char's legs. She clung to him, helping drawn her up and bring her face close to- Her fingers clenched tight, but if it hurt, Char didn't give any indication. In fact he hadn't made a sound the entire time, but his blue and yellow eyes never left her. Miana looked away and then towards his glistening pink length, mirror smooth and marbled by thin purple and red veins.
"Don't be cruel," Vaishnavi said in playful admonishment, and guided Miana's head forward slowly.
Heat radiated from Char, and Miana flinched when her lips pressed against the tip of Char's tapered length. He always felt warm, but his dick nearly burned her tongue. She couldn't stop herself though, and Vaishnavi let Miana take him into her mouth at her own pace.
The small glimmering drop that hung from his tip felt slimy on her tongue and slightly salty, the taste intensifying his scent. Miana didn't quite know what to do next, and the heat kept her exploratory movements reserved while she acclimated. Heat suffused all of her senses, slowly burning away thought and discomfort, letting her focus solely on his cock.
Thick precum continued to ooze onto her tongue, and she tried to swallow it without gagging, while moving her head further along his shaft and remembering to breathe. From her limited vantage, Miana couldn't really see much more that Char's feathered pelvis, but she thought she heard a satisfied groan, and imagined or not, it encouraged her.
"Cute, but he deserves better. Why don't I show you how a real woman honors her mate." Vaishnavi pressed Miana aside, forcing Char's tip from her mouth with a lewd pop.
Sudden anger, white hot, fueled by a memory she couldn’t even grasp brought a shout to Miana's lips. "No!" She threw her weight at the too-black silhouette.
Vaishnavi laughed. "Oh my, there is some fire in you. Well then, girl, try not to bore him."
Miana shook. Char hadn't moved or made a sound during this exchange, and Miana drew herself up in front of Char's twitching cock. A talking shadow would not steal Char from her. No one would.
For the first time, Miana brought her fingers up to grasp Char's glossy pink skin, slick and hot in her hesitant grip. He felt hard, but not completely unyielding, and his dick bounced ever so gently when she slid her fingers down its length. Then she took him once more between her lips, more ready for the singing heat this time.
She could do anything for Char that Vaishnavi could. With a careful grip on the base of his shaft, Miana pressed herself upon him, feeling her jaw stretch with Char's gentle taper, his tip inch across her tongue.
A small spurt of salty, burning liquid splashed the back of her throat, and Miana gagged, almost throwing up and pulling away to breathe. Vaishnavi's quick hand caught the back of Miana's neck though, holding her lips around Char's member.
"Endure, little one. This isn't for you." Vaishnavi's grip tightened. "He puts you before himself all the time. Show him you can do the same just this once."
Miana whined, tears tickling down her cheeks, but Vaishnavi held firm. Slowly the tightness in her chest relaxed, and Miana let her lips glide across Char's smooth flesh, her nose growing ever close to his bright red feathers. But as soon as his tip began to prod near the back of her throat, Miana's chest clenched, her body instinctively preparing to save her from choking to death.
"Relax. Think of how good it must feel for him. Let him take what he wants and it will end." Vaishnavi's half-soothing words only did so much.
Miana tried, she really did, but Char's cock stabbed insistently at the back of her throat, closed tightly by instinctual self preservation. Char's hips twitched then thrust, and Vaishnavi capitalized, her hand forcing the back of Miana's head forward, and Char's tip tore into Miana's throat.
Her chest heaved, bile rising from her gut, but neither showed her any mercy. Char growled, his powerful hips flexing himself forward, and Vaishnavi made sure Miana couldn't pull away. Inside, Miana screamed, but Char's thick cock closed off her throat completely, locking her in breathless silence. Miana wretched, her stomach clenching painfully tight but unable to bring anything up. Silent tears fell from her chin.
"Good girl, very good. You will do this many times. This is what you were meant for. Accept him, and yourself."
Large powerful talons took hold of Miana's head. Char only needed one hand, his trio of claws biting carefully but insistently into her scalp, and he took control from Vaishnavi. Miana tried to beg but not so much as a whimper made it from her mouth, no air out, no air in.
Her hands instinctively pushed against Char's legs, but her frantic efforts didn't so much as catch his notice. Char brought her face flush with his downy plumage in one smooth motion, grinding Miana's nose against his pelvis. Fiery heat filled her throat with an obscene pressure.
Then, blessedly, he withdrew. Not completely, but enough for Miana to steal a short, gasping breath through the spittle and precum, heavy with Char's musky scent. The desperate attempt to fill her lungs only half worked, and before she realized, Char forced her back down on his cock. Her body tightened, but between his tapered shaft and powerful hips, Char easily pierced her throat's exhausted resistance, forcing a sloppy wide-lipped kiss against his pelvis.
Every muscle in her chest burned, her stomach ached, throat used and worn. Heat cooked her thoughts, a lack of air starting to numb her body and mind. Her hands no longer tried to shove him away, merely clung automatically at his feathers with barely the strength to hold her up.
Vaguely Miana felt Vaishnavi shift behind her, icy against against her back, a sharp contrast to Char. Her entire body shook. Char no longer bothered to pull her. His powerful claws held her still, leaving his hips to steadily drive his cock into her throat, having already overwhelmed her initial resistance.
Vaishnavi's voice glowed with pride. "What a wonderful little girl you are. You were meant for this!" Her arms wrapped around Miana's rippling belly, unnoticed. "You could have offered him your sex, but you chose to drink his seed." Vaishnavi wiped a tear gently from Miana's cheek. "No chance of young, no pleasure of your own, useless but for pleasure, to show how willing you are."
Cold fingers reached between Miana's legs. A small spasm ripped up her abdomen, reigniting a forgotten pleasure. She would have moaned, had she the power to do so, but she didn't. Even the instinctive part of her brain seemed to give in, realizing the futility in trying to defy Char, so Miana withdrew to this new pleasure, so much softer, gentler.
The tiny breaths she managed between Char's increasingly frantic thrusts weren't enough. Darkness crept around the edges of her vision, not that she could see much through her tears beyond Char's hips rushing towards her face. The sharp nausea in her stomach also seemed to fade, the dull ache in her knees, bruised lips, all slipping beneath a growing buzz low in her belly.
Char brought his other hand to grab Miana's head, pulling her ruthlessly down onto his cock. A harsh caw echoed above Miana, but it sounded distant despite its piercing volume. Boiling heat poured down her throat in heavy jets, swirling about her belly until they settled, simmering with a pleasant weight in her gut.
Miana smiled, or thought she did – tried to. Soft feathers pressed against her closed eyelids, all so warm. It felt nice. A vague warning pain screamed for attention, but Miana found it easy to ignore now, letting it drift away to that strange far-awayness with everything else that wasn't an increasingly frenzied buzz between her legs.
Something inside Miana burst, releasing a great, obliterating wave. It consumed everything, white and brilliant and wonderful. Motion and sound and everything that made Miana human bowed before the torrent, leaving nothing behind but a simple, mind-scouring bliss, carrying her into the dark.
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