Pokemon Sword and Sheath

Splayed out on a rather messy bed was Hilda Blackburn. The bottom-heavy whore was bottomless, leaving her huge, round ass cheeks on display. The pear-shaped former champion was still asleep, spread out on top of the messy bed sheets. She was sleeping on her side, with grool running down her thunderous thighs.

“Yesss~” she moaned in her sleep. “Right there~ Ohhh~ Hilbert~”

Rosa smiled to herself and crossed her room. The movement set her breasts into motion again, bouncing against her rib cage, making the top-heavy slut exhale. Rosa moved with an amazing grace that was unfortunately going unnoticed by anyone. She sat down on the edge of the bed, watching her sleeping cousin for a moment. Then, Rosa leaned over to the windowsill next to her bed and retrieved her Xtransceiver. Silently, Rosa set about registering herself for a battle with Drayden Rion in the afternoon.

Once that was done, Rosa looked over at the wooden desk that sat across from her bed. She got up and moved to sit in the padded seat that complemented the desk. Her huge tits kissed the cold wooden panel, making her shudder as the temperature hit her sensitive skin. Rosa crossed her thin thighs, one over the other, relaxing a bit as she stared at her sleeping cousin’s massive ass.

Dragon types … She mused, wrapping her fingertips against the desk Nothing I have is really useful. But Dragon is only super effective against itself. If it's a war of attrition, I can win. It all comes down to how many hits I can take. But my team is built to take hits

Hilda stirred a bit. Rosa perked up, waiting to see if Hilda was waking up. The pear-shaped whore only rolled over, showing off her ever-growing baby bump to her cousin. Hilda’s hand fell, stroking her belly. Milk was leaking from Hilda’s puffy nipples.

I wonder which Pokémon put that egg in her belly Rosa mused, pressing her pouty lips together I wonder if Hilda knows?

The pregnant slut stirred, stretching her limbs, arching her back, and letting out a soft moan. She sat up, her pregnant belly sitting on her thunderous thighs.

“Morning,” Rosa said in a soft tone.

Hilda turned and looked at her cousin with sleepy eyes. “Morning. What time is it?”

“Almost nine,” Rosa replied. “I reserved a timeslot with Drayden, but it's not until two thirty.”

“So that’s … five-ish hours before the fight?” Hilda asked, her brain still not fully online.

“More or less,” Rosa answered. “What do you want to do?”

“Well,” Hilda stretched, reaching her arms above her head. “We should probably go over some strategy. And … I think I need to pump? I don’t know, Skyla gave a ki~”

Hilda’s words were cut off, turning into a moan. Rosa’s pouty lips wrapped around her cousin’s erect nipple, sucking hard. Milk filled Rosa’s mouth quickly. The taste was intoxicating, arousal began to course through Rosa’s veins like blood. Hilda’s hand came up, grabbing the back of Rosa’s head, doing her best to grab hold despite the huge towel on her head.

“Haaah~” Hilda moaned as Rosa bit down lightly, sucking more milk into her mouth. Rosa’s hand came up, grabbing hold of Hilda’s over milk-stuffed breast. Her lithe fingers gripped tightly, squeezing them and drawing more milk from the nipple. It ran down Rosa’s hand in thin streaks.

“Rossssa~” Hilda moaned the voice, just loud enough for the top-heavy slut to hear. Rosa’s other hand moved towards her cousin’s cunt. Hilda spread her thunder thighs as best she could, given the position that she had been sitting in when Rosa lunged across the room. Rosa still found herself digging between Hilda’s warm, thicc thighs to reach the plump, drooling twat that lay between her legs. Hilda moaned again as she felt Rosa’s fingertips teasing her twat.

KISS~! SMACK~! SMOOCH~! KISS~! KISS~! SMACK~! KISS~! SMOOCH~! SMOOCH~! KISS~! MUWAH~! KISS~! KISS~!

Rosa’s tongue lapped at Hilda’s erect nipple, teasing the rigid pink cap. She sucked on it, drawing mouthfuls of milk out and swallowing them eagerly. Hilda’s pussy was drooling her cunt honey. Rosa pushed her hand between Hilda’s thunderous thighs, slipping two fingers inside.

“Rosa~” Hilda moaned again. Rosa separated from Hilda’s nipple. A long, thin strand of saliva connected her pouty lips to the still leaking nipple. Rosa and Hilda’s mouths collided in a passionate, sloppy kiss. Their tongues battled for dominance, pushing back and forth between their sealed lips.

It’s just like with them~ Hilda thought as her eyes fluttered shut It’s like Hilbert or N touching me~

Rosa’s two fingers burrowed deeper into Hilda’s cunt, teasing the bottom-heavy whore. Rosa had learned where all of Hilda’s most sensitive spots were and was abusing that knowledge. The top-heavy whore capped this sensual assault off with a thumb pressed on Hilda’s clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through the former champion’s body, like an electric type had just stuck its cock in her.

Their kiss was separated. Two strands of saliva connected their lips. The first, on the upper lip, only bowed slightly. The second, connecting their lower lips, dipped down to their chins. Rosa’s huge tits were kissing Hilda’s milk-stuffed chest, dribbling more breast milk onto Rosa’s bruised bust. Rosa brought her free hand up, still covered in milk, and caressed the side of her cousin’s face with her palm. Hilda matched movement before they began to kiss again.

SMACK~! SMOOCH~! MUWAH~! MUWAH~! KISS~! SMACK~! SMOOCH~! SMOOCH~! KISS~! MUWAH~! SMOOCH~!

Hilda began to fall onto her back. Rosa followed her. Hilda spread her legs, letting Rosa properly finger-fuck her. The two lithe digits moved around inside of Hilda whilst Rosa’s thumb bombarded the former champion’s clit with overwhelming stimulation. Hilda moaned into Rosa’s mouth. The bottom-heavy whore’s free hand came up, groping and squeezing Rosa’s bruised tits hard. The top-heavy slut shuddered in pleasure and pain as Hilda’s fingers pressed against the sour patches on her skin.

“Too much?” Hilda asked, breaking their kiss.

“No, no, keep going~” Rosa answered before renewing their kiss. Rosa’s fingers curled and swirled inside of Hilda, pushing against the most sensitive spots they could reach. Hilda’s hips began to buck, grinding her plump pussy against her cousin’s fingers. Rosa’s huge tits were hanging from her svelte back. It was a miracle that the top-heavy whore wasn’t experiencing any back pain. The big breasts were smushed against Hilda’s pregnant belly.

Hilda’s fingers continued to explore Rosa’s massive chest as they renewed their kiss. Milk was dribbling from Hilda’s swollen breasts, running down her body to stain the sheets. It matched well with the damp spot that was forming between her legs as Rosa’s fingers continued to assault her plump cunt.

“Ooooh~” Hilda moaned, rolling her head back. Rosa’s mouth returned to her cousin’s breast, sucking down more milk.

It tastes soooo good~ Rosa thought I don’t know if I’ve ever tasted anything this yummy~

The weight of the heavy towel on Rosa’s head fell forward, softly striking Hilda in the face. She didn’t make much of it, though, simply shifting her head to let it rest directly on the best. Hilda’s face was flushed red with arousal. Black hearts were burning brightly in her pupils.

“Y-your … yo~ur str~a~...ategy~” Hilda managed to moan the words in between mewls of pleasure. “Weeeee~ nee~d to ta-...talk stra~... Stra~...” Her tongue was hanging from her slack jaw; her mouth found the word simply too many syllables to string together in that moment.

Rosa pulled her mouth from Hilda’s breast. A slobber tressle of saliva and milk connected them.

“‘Cuz,” Rosa said. “I think this one is just gonna come down to me overpowering him. I don’t have a dragon buster. And I don’t want to borrow Beartic. I’m sure I’ll think of something. But, leave the thinking to me~”

“Haaaah~” Hilda shuddered, sucking in air as Rosa’s thumb bombarded her clit with a barrage of sensual sensations. Hilda’s hands fell to the sheets, gripping them so tightly her knuckles turned white. “Yes~! Yes~! Yes~!” She cooed in a guttural, submissive tone.

Rosa could feel Hilda’s love tunnel tightening around her fingers. Still, the top-heavy whore persisted, pushing her fingers deeper into her cousin’s cunt, twisting them around against her most sensitive spots.

“That’s it, bitch,” Rosa hissed, remembering that Hilda loved degradation almost as much as she did. “Be a good girl and cum for me~”

“Haaah~! Haaaah~! Haaaaah~!” Hilda’s toes curled so hard they cracked. She arched her back. Two spurts of milk erupted from her erect nipples, shooting straight up into the air (some of it even hit the ceiling). A gushing spray of twat water erupted from between Hilda’s legs like a dam bursting. It rained down onto the carpeted floor, and some of it even crossed the space between the bed and the wall opposite them. Rosa simply brought her fingers, still soaked in her cousin’s cunt honey, to her pouty lips and began to lick them clean.

Almost as tasty as her milk~ Rosa reflected.

In the very modern-looking city of Opelucid stood a place frozen in time. It was a stone spire that reached up into the heavens the same way that the skyscrapers around it did. But instead of glass and steel and modern engineering, it stood with brick and mortar, supported by faith.

Rosa was in complete awe of the draconic-looking building from a bygone time. So ancient she wasn’t even sure she’d ever learned about it in school.

“Arceus Alive,” She said, staring up at the cathedral.

“I know,” Hilda nodded, her hands were placed on her triple-extra-wide hips. The slutty cousins were dressed in their usual attire, taking their usual pitstop outside of a gym to admire it from a distance. “You sure you don’t want to borrow Beartic?”

“I am,” Rosa said, turning her head to look at Hilda and nodding (the movement made Rosa’s huge tits jiggle in her tight baseball tee-shirt, straining the stitching of the already well-worn shirt). “We spent days training out on Route 9. My Pokémon are strong.”

“Well, we spent days training and getting raped~” Hilda teased, sticking her tongue out.

“Hey, Chance’s gang were good for teaching me endurance,” Rosa giggled. “Plus, we agreed. C-N-C … sort of~”

With another laugh between the cousins, they confidently strutted into the gym together. The interior was just as ancient as the exterior. A low ceiling, wooden floors. Though it had been modernised just a bit. There was proper lighting, comfortable seating, and computers to keep the building running. Rosa checked in with the desk, and they sat and waited for their turn.

“You know … we haven’t really done this a whole lot,” Rosa mused as they took their seats. “Cheren, you got us in early. Roxie, Burgh, and Elesa, we went and saw them before their gyms opened. And then Skyla, we uhhh … well.” She became a bit bashful, scratching the back of her head. She didn’t want to say what had happened out loud in case some prudes were sitting around them. “Point is, the only gym I’ve had to queue up for besides this one was Clay.”

“It’s almost like being the former champion who has good relations with most of the gym leaders has its perks,” Hilda laughed, throwing up a shrug. “We still need to speak with Drayden after, though. He’s a rather busy man. He’s also the mayor of Opelucid, so we probably won’t be able to speak to him until way later tonight. But, I’m sure once we tell him what’s up, he’ll make time for us.”

“So what, we just win the battle and go back to the Pokémon Centre?” Rosa asked.

“Well, we have to celebrate your victory~” Hilda bit her lip, giving Rosa a teasing glance.

It was a little over an hour before they were called forward.

“Rosa Whitley,” Clyde called from a double door that led to the gym area. Rosa and Hilda rose to their feet and crossed the waiting room.

“Oh, hey, Hilda,” Clyde said in surprise. “What are you doing here?”

“This is my cousin, I’m her coach,” Hilda replied with a smile, putting her hand on Rosa’s shoulder.

Clyde gave a curt nod. “Neat.” He gestured for the two sluts to follow him. Rosa and Hilda passed through the double doors (a doorway that Hilda didn’t need to turn sideways to get through for once).

The gym arena was a massive amphitheatre sticking out the back of the building. Wind whipped across the field, kicking up some dust. Rosa brought a hand up, shielding her face. Her heart was pounding in her chest wildly, beating with enough force to make her huge tits jiggle slightly on her chest.

Clyde crossed the field to an imposing Adonis of a man across the way.

“Arceus Alive,” Rosa exclaimed. She was a bit short for a fully grown woman, Hilda shorter still. The man across from them, despite being a full field away, was clearly almost two feet taller than both of them. He was broad-shouldered in an off-white button-up shirt. The sleeves were rolled up, showing off two huge, impressive arms made purely of muscle. The shirt was tucked into a pair of silver dress pants, also had an impressive set of muscles. Purple suspenders held his pants in place. His big hands were covered by leather purple gloves. He turned his head as Clyde approached, revealing a huge beard that covered his mouth. It was a stark white, like the thick head of combed hair on his scalp.

He leaned down, listening to Clyde’s words, then turned to face the duo. He was broad-chested, a man made of muscles. His collar sported a bolo tie like Clay had. “Rosa Whitley,” He called her name. “Welcome to the Opelucid City gym. My name is Drayden Rion.”

Rosa only waved, feeling a bit sheepish suddenly. “He’s huge,” She whispered to his cousin.

“Down girl, he’s married,” Hilda replied with a chuckle, crossing her arms.

“Not like that!” Rosa squealed, turning her head to Hilda, her face turning red.

“Hilda Blackburn,” Drayden’s voice called again. “It is good to see you again.”

“Hey, Dray,” Hilda answered in a casual tone, giving the mayor of the city a head nod. “How are you doing?”

“Good,” Drayden answered, his voice was deep. “Juggling gym duties with running the city has been … a lot, but a good way to keep myself active.”

“Listen, we’re here for a match, but we need to speak to you about something else as well,” Hilda explained, taking a step forward. “I’m sure you’ve heard from the other gym leaders about Team Plasma.”

“I have,” Drayden nodded. “It’s been concerning to learn they are back.”

“Professor Juniper sent us here to talk to you about a lead we have. The Dragons,” Hilda explained.

“Reshiram and Zekrom?” Drayden asked.

“The very same,” Hilda nodded, placing her hands on her triple-extra-wide hips. “We think whatever Team Plasma is planning concerns them. But, as you know, neither of the dragons are in the region currently.”

Rosa shrank a bit, bringing her arm across her huge chest, accidentally pushing her huge tits out.

That’s not true She thought to herself with a sullen look on her face. Her mind returned to Chargestone Cave Where did he go? I should … I should tell them

Rosa’s head perked up, finding the conversation had continued while she was sitting in self-reflection.

“I’ll come by the Pokémon Centre tonight after I finish up my slate of battles,” Drayden said with a smile.

“Thanks, Dray,” Hilda nodded. “Now, I believe my cousin needs to kick your ass!”

The mayor scoffed. “Let’s see what you’ve got. If you’ll be a worthy successor to your cousin’s legacy.”

Later Rosa promised herself.

She reached into her tote bag and retrieved a Pokéball. “I’m not a successor. I’m my own trainer!” She declared. “Let’s do this!”

“Begin!” The referee called from the sidelines, waving a green flag.

“Excadrill! I choose you!” Rosa declared, throwing the ball hard like a baseball pitch. Her huge tits bounced wildly on her chest. A few of the stitches in the top finally let go, putting a small hole in the shirt near her hips. Rosa didn’t notice.

“Druddigon!” Drayden roared, his voice now imposing and powerful. He tossed the Pokéball rather casually.

The two Pokémon took the field, each roaring their names as they flexed, emerging from the Pokéballs in eruptions of white light.

“Excadrill! Hone Claws!” Rosa ordered. The ground/steel type began to sharpen its huge claws.

Drayden’s intense eyebrows furrowed into a glare. “Druddigon!” He called, putting a huge hand out, fingers spread. “Crunch!”

The dragon type surged forward. Its fangs began to glow with a dark energy. It lunged forward, digging deep into Excadrill’s arms. The ground/steel type roared in pain from the hit.

“Dig Excadrill!” Rosa cried. “Get underground!” 

Druddigon backed off Excadrill, its head rearing back to make another bite attack. The Subterrene Pokémon leapt backwards, putting some distance between itself and the gym leader’s Pokémon. Excadrill lunged forward and disappeared in a puff of smoke, down a hole.

The Cave Pokémon looked around furiously, searching for subtle signs of where Excadrill would re-emerge.

“Steady, Druddigon,” Drayden called. “You know what to do when Excadrill surfaces.”

I don’t like the sound of that Rosa thought.

CRASH~!!!

Excadrill came erupting from the ground, claws first, spinning rapidly as the ground/steel type had sealed up into its drill form. Durddigon took the hit straight to the chin. The dragon type grunted and roared in pain from the hit. Its claws then began to glow white. It thrust its fist forward, striking Excadrill with great force. The Subterrene Pokémon was thrown across the battlefield, skipping against the dirt twice before landing.

Rosa’s jaw fell slack as the dust around Excadrill settled, spirals in its eyes.

“E-... Excadrill?” She said cautiously. “What … what just happened?” She looked at her cousin, searching for answers.

“That was ‘Revenge’,” Hilda replied. “It’s a fighting-type move, and the power increases if the Pokémon using it has just taken a hit.”

“Oh,” Rosa nodded, the only word she could manage to get out of her mouth. She turned back towards Drayden and his Druddigon. Her heart was pounding like a war drum in her chest. She brought Excadrill back into its Pokéball. She brought the ball to her pouty lips, kissing it.

There was a pause as Rosa cautiously put the Pokéball back in her tote bag and reached for her next.

“Rosie!” Hilda called. “Don’t get psyched out. It’s only one. You’ve had close fights before. You’ve fought from behind before.”

“R-right,” Rosa nodded her head. “Go! Sigilyph!”

The Avianoid Pokémon took the field, flying high.

“Druddigon! Crunch!” Drayden ordered.

“Use Psychic, Sigilyph!” Rosa countered, throwing her hand out with the command, making her huge tits jiggle wildly.

Druddigon rushed forward, the same way it had when attacking Excadrill earlier. Sigilyph floated in place, its body glowing with psychic energy. There was a strange ringing noise across the field. Druddigon stumbled for a moment as the psychic blast hit it.

“Great!” Rosa cheered. “Now! Tailwind!”

Sigilyph flapped its strange wings hard, picking up a heavy wind that Druddigon was now charging into. The Cave Pokémon lunged forward, biting down hard on the psychic/flying type’s hanging tails. Sigilyph roared in pain.

“Stay strong, Sigilyph! Use Sky Attack!” Rosa ordered.

Druddigon released Sigilyph’s tail, letting the Avianoid Pokémon rocket high into the air. The dragon type looked up, following its foe into the air, but losing it in the harsh afternoon sun overhead.

“Steady Druddigon,” Drayden called.

Sigilyph came rocketing back down from the sky, turning into a streak of colour in the air.

BLAM!!!

The impact sent a massive shockwave across the field and kicked up a huge dust cloud. Drayden, the referee, Clyde, Rosa, and Hilda all had to cover their eyes.

As the dust began to clear, both Sigilyph and Druddigon were still standing, though the latter looked very injured.

That was a crit! Rosa thought.

“Sigilyph! Quick! Cosmic Power!” She called.

The Avainoid Pokémon became encased in a subtle glow of purple energy. 

“Crunch again, Druddigon! End this!” Drayden ordered.

“Psychic, Sigilyph! He’s right! Let’s end this!” Rosa commanded.

Druddigon lumbered forward, stumbling in its first few steps, still recovering from the heavy hit it had taken. It only got a few more before the psychic energy rocked its body, causing the Cave Pokémon to collapse.

Drayden worldessly returned his Pokémon.

“See,” Hilda said, putting a reassuring hand on Rosa’s shoulder. “It’s tied up. Just like that.”

“Flygon!” Drayden declared.

The Mystic Pokémon emerged in a glow of white light.

This is why I brought Sigilyph Rosa reflected. She could feel the wind whipping at her back Tailwind is still up. The fight is with me!

“Sigilyph! Use Sky Attack!”

“Rock Slide, Flygon!” Drayden cut in.

Shit! Rosa’s face fell in horror. Flygon flicked its tail into the ground, sending a spray of stones at Sigilyph as the Avainoid flew high into the air. Sigilyph roared in pain as the sharp stones slammed into its form. 

Sigilyph dropped towards Flygon a moment later. Drayden did and said nothing, only crossing his arms.

BLAM!!!

Another dust cloud exploded upwards, though it was noticeably smaller than before. No one had to cover their faces.

“Crunch!” Drayden called. Flygon’s fangs sank into Sigilyph, making the psychic/flying type cry out in pain. It shunted away from the ground/dragon type. It hovered in the air, dropping for a second.

Sigilyph can’t take much more of this Rosa realised And that last Sky Attack didn’t do nearlyenough. But I don’t have any other choice. But if Sky Attack misses … 

“Rock Slide!” Drayden commanded.

Fuck! Rosa thought.

“Cosmic Power!” Rosa ordered in a panic.

Sigilyph’s beaten form glowed as more stones slammed against its body. Its wings were beating haggardly.

Sigilyph only has one more hit left in it Hilda thought Serperior and Jolteon are useless against dragon types … that leaves Stoutland or Lucario

“Sigilyph! Use Psychic!” Rosa ordered.

The Avianoid Pokémon unleashed a powerful blast of psychic energy. Flygon grunted, shaking its head, but otherwise endured the hit without issue. 

“Now! Sky Attack!” Rosa commanded.

“End this! Rock Slide!” Drayden ordered.

The stones erupted from the ground with another slam of the Mystic Pokémon’s tail. The sharp rocks flew towards the ascending Sigilyph. And fell short.

IT MISSED! Hilda’s jaw fell slack in shock What luck!

“DO IT NOW!” Rosa shouted, throwing her hand down, kicking her foot up. “Drop the hammer!”

Sigilyph fell from the air like a bomb.

“Crunch,” Drayden said sternly. Flygon’s fangs began to glow.

BLAM!!!

When the dust cleared, both Sigilyph and Flygon were knocked out. Both trainers recalled their Pokémon.

At least Sigilyph got one last crit Rosa reflected. She brought the Pokéball to her lips, kissing it. She retrieved her last Pokémon.

“Haxorus,” Drayden stated, calling out his ace. 

Rosa let out a sigh.

It comes down to this …

“Stoutland!” Rosa called, summoning the normal type to the field.

Stoutland over Lucario? I suppose neither is ideal … and Stoutland is better at resisting special attacks Hilda contemplated, putting a finger to her lips But … does Rosa know that? We never really discussed the difference between physical and special attacks

“It comes down to this!” Drayden declared. He clenched his huge hand into a tight fist, making the purple leather of the glove crunch as it stretched over his knuckles.

“Stoutland! Work Up!” Rosa commanded with an extended arm. The normal type let out a yarp and began to shake in place, glaring at its opponent. Drayden let out a laugh.

“I’m starting to get a feel for what kind of team you possess!” Drayden laughed. “I’ll play this game! Haxorous, use Dragon Dance.”

The Axe Jaw Pokémon let out a cry and began to rhythmically writhe and shake its body. A purple aura surrounded the massive creature. Rosa stayed calm on the exterior, though inside her heart was still a war drum. The wind was still whipping against her back.

“Another Work Up, Stoutland!” Rosa ordered. The Big-Hearted Pokémon kept its eyes on Haxorous as it shook again. Its mane of brown and blue began to glow, looking like dozens of ember-laden hotspots were smouldering on its fur. Its paws dug into the ground, bracing in place.

“Another Dragon Dance, Haoxorous,” Drayden ordered. The Haxorous continued its strange motions, lurching and bouncing around the battlefield.

It’s gonna come down to whoever hits first Hilda realised. Her eyes shifted back and forth between the two Pokémon Work Up increases both Attack and Special Attack. But Dragon Dance increases both Attack and Speed … Haxorous from the start is a faster Pokémon. There’s no two ways around it. Dragon Dance is the better move here! Rosa’s gambling that Stoutland can endure the hit!

“One more Work Up, Stoutland!” Rosa ordered. Her normal type stayed the course, smoke started to rise off its body from how worked up it had become.

“That’s enough. It’s time to end this!” Drayden declared. “Haxorous! Dragon Tail!”

The Axe Jaw Pokémon rushed forward, closing the distance between itself and Stoutland in just a few seconds. Rosa felt the wind from Sigilyph's final peter out. She closed her eyes and inhaled.

“Dodge it!” She called, opening her eyes again and swinging her arm out, making her huge tits jiggle. “Then use Tackle!”

Tackle?! Hilda thought in shock, her eyes opening into wide, white plates.

Stoutland kicked off the ground, leaping to the side as Haxorous swung a tail, glowing purple, down at the Big-Hearted Pokémon like an executioner’s axe.

CRASH!!!

Chipped stone and dust erupted into the air from the impact as Haxorous slammed into the ground, completely missing Stoutland. The normal type landed on its hind paws and lowered its head. With a push, the Big-Hearted Pokémon leapt forward and slammed into the side of Haxorous, sending the dragon type sailing across the battlefield. Its huge form bounced twice off the ground before skidding to a halt, spirals in its eyes.

“Haxorous is unable to battle! Drayden is out Pokémon!” The referee declared, holding up a red flag towards the gym leader. “The winner is Rosa Whitley!”

“We won!” Rosa screamed, leaping into the air with excitement. Her huge tits bounced up and accidentally hit her in the face, her baseball tee riding up and exposing some of her snatched waist.

Hilda was left standing behind her busty cousin, a silent sentinel, utterly shocked by what had just unfolded.

“You … you did it,” She said.

With … Tackle. Rosa just beat the Dragon Type gym leader with tackle … The bottom-heavy whore thought.

BOING~! BOING~! BOING~! BOING~!

Rosa’s tits bounced wildly in her frayed shirt as she sprinted out onto the battlefield.

“You did it!” Rosa cried, wrapping her arms around her normal type, giving it a warm hug and pressing her huge breasts against its mane. She leaned in close, whispering into Stoutland’s ear so only the normal type could hear. “My holes are all yours tonight~”

Drayden returned Haxorous to its Pokéball and walked out across the field towards his opponent. Rosa returned Stoutland and looked up at the massive man in shock. He had to be approaching seven feet tall. His face was an intimidating shield, with intense eyes and a mouth so small it wasn’t visible under his full beard.

“Congratulations,” He stated.

Clyde came up alongside the gym leader, holding a golden tin with purple velvet padding. Inside was a metal pin. It was lined in gold with a black interior and a single red dot. It looked like a comet.

“I believe this’ll make badge number seven?” He asked.

“Yes,” Rosa nodded, collecting it.

“One more and you’re qualified for the tournament. Win that, and you earn the right to challenge the Elite Four,” Drayden stated. “Now … you had something else to discuss?”

“It’ll probably take a while,” Hilda called, joining the conversation as she sauntered over, triple-extra-wide hips swaying. “We need to know about Reshiram and Zekrom.”

“Right,” Drayden nodded. “That’s what you asked about. Forgive me, the battle made it slip my mind. I’ll finish up here and come see you, as I said.”

“Works for us,” Hilda nodded. “Text us when you’re ready for us to come back.”

Drayden nodded. Hilda took her cousin by the hand and pulled the busty brat away from Drayden, back towards the exit.

“So,” Hilda whispered. “I’m thinking we have Nurse Joy get Sigilyph and Excadrill back on their feet and celebrate with the winning team?”

Rosa grinned. “Sounds lovely to me.”

Excadrill, Sigilyph, and Stoutland emerged from their Pokéballs, finding themselves standing at the foot of two beds in a decently sized rented room in the Pokémon Centre of Opelucid City.

Standing in front of them were the gorgeous, nude figures of Hilda Blackburn and Rosa Whitley, both of the whorish cousins staring at the Pokémon lecherously.

“Helloooo~” Rosa purred, giving her Pokémon a seductive wave. “You all fought so hard today to get me my seventh gym badge~”

“And you all deserve a reward for being such good fighters,” Hilda added, licking her lips.

Excadrill and Stoutland’s cocks soon emerged from where they were hidden on their bodies. Both whores could feel their cunts drooling with anticipation, staining their plump thighs. Rosa’s nipples stiffened, huge pink caps on her massive breasts. Milk was running from Hilda’s swollen mammaries.

“Sigilyph~” Rosa purred. “You think you can put us in a mind-scape but let us still feel these fat cocks ravaging our bodies?”

The Avianoid Pokémon gave a series of clicking noises that sounded like a yes to Rosa.

“Good, let’s have some fun then~” 

Rosa crawled onto her bed on her back, spreading her legs wide. “Come and claim me~”

Stoutland pounced on its trainer, wasting no time in penetrating her sopping wet pussy with its rigid red rocket. Rosa’s head rolled backwards, letting out a long, lewd moan as her stomach bulged, skin pulled taut around the vague shape of the dog cock inside of her. Stoutland’s strong paws pressed against Rosa’s huge tits, using them as pads for its pads as it rutted into her hard. The entire bedframe was creaking and shaking with every thrust, pushing more and more of the swollen red member the size of Rosa’s arm into her cunt.

“Ahhh~ Ahhhh~ Ahhhhh~” Rosa’s small whimpers filled the room, but were quickly drowned out by another noise.

CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!!

Hilda’s huge cheeks slammed together over and over as the bottom-heavy former champion dropped into a squatting position in front of the short ground/steel type. The enormous full moons swayed hypnotically, completely enrapturing Excadrill. The massive, dense dick of the ground/steel type lurched and bucked, drooling pre-cum onto the carpeted floor of the room.

“Don’t waste it~” Hilda purred. She rolled forward onto her hands and knees, pushing her gargantuan cheeks up into the air, still twerking.

CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!!

“Put it all in here~” She moaned, looking back at Excadrill over her shoulder. The Subterrene Pokémon didn’t need to be told twice. It scurried forward and used its claws to align the bulbous, fat head of its pink shaft with Hilda’s back door. She let out a moan as her asshole was stretched, letting the throbbing ramrod in. She could feel the puffy veins pounding against her snug guts, sending waves of pleasure washing over her body. Two spurts of milk sprayed from her breasts, staining the floor some more.

“Oooooh~” Hilda moaned, her lips puckering into a tight o-shape. “That’s it~ Oooh~ Fuuuuck~ That feels sooooo gooood~”

Excadrill was thrusting into her at a steady rhythm, pushing more and more of its dense dick into her with every thrust. Hilda felt the ramrod plunging deep into her snug guts, churning her up inside. Her ass swayed and jiggled, keeping Excadrill’s attention like a silent siren’s call.

Sigilyph floated through the room, shifting back and forth to observe both Rosa and Hilda. Its form glowed a purple hue.

Rosa and Hilda both moaned and arched their backs as a sudden orgasm took them both, squirting all over their partners. Rosa’s fingers gripped the bed sheets tightly; Hilda’s gripped the carpeted floor.

Hilda’s stomach was small again, no pregnancy bump. She and Rosa were completely nude, standing in a white void.

“I wonder what fun Sigilyph has planned for us this time~” Hilda licked her lips.

“Ahhhh~” Rosa squealed, both of her hands clutching her cunt as the top-heavy whore dropped to her knees. Her whole body was shaking.

“Rosie, you okay?” Hilda asked in surprise.

“Y-yeah,” Rosa said, nodding her head. “I think I … I think I just came again in the real world. I can still feel Stoutland inside of me~”

Hilda paused, realising it was the same for her with Excadrill. “Ohhh, fuck~” She moaned. “I can feel that ramrod in my asssssss~”

Rosa slowly got to her feet, legs still shaking. “Well, that just means we can get D-P’d without actually being D-P’d. Win-win, I’d say.”

Out of the folds of the white void emerged the black and white figures, wearing Sigilyph-style masks. They all had massive cocks that hung down to their knees, wider than Hilda’s thighs.

“Arceus Alive,” Rosa said, eyes wide in shock. “Those things’ll kill us!”

“Not in here,” Hilda grinned. “In here, we can take those big dicks no problem!”

“Right,” Rosa nodded slowly. “Mindscape.”

“Exactly,” Hilda grinned, snapping her finger and pointing at Rosa. “In here, our true wildest fantasies can come to life.”

The Sigilyph Masks were up to the girls in the next second. Their thick, strong finers began to grope and squeeze them all over. Both Hilda and Rosa were reduced to moaning, mewling messes as their nude bodies were ravaged. The busty brat felt her huge, tender breasts being manhandled the way she loved. Hilda’s huge, pale round full moons were receiving similar treatment. Hilda’s thunderous thighs were trembling, already begging the bottom-heavy slut to collapse.

She did, dropping to her knees, only to be greeted with a cock slapping her across the face. The shaft was thick enough to make her entire face disappear from view for a second. Her plump pussy was drooling between her legs.

“Again~” Hilda moaned. “Own me~”

The Sigilyph Mask struck her again, the thick, vein-covered shaft beating against the side of her head. She fell to the ground, her body twisting and turning to highlight the width of her hips as her arms landed in a pile of sand.

What the? Hilda looked around in confusion. There was a harsh sunlight cast down from overhead. She was on the beach of Undella Town. Her eyes opened wide in shock, realising what was happening.

One of my biggest fantasies~ Those sands just look too enticing~ Hilda thought. Her brain went blank a moment later when the huge cudgel of a cock from the Sigilyph Mask slammed down between her mountainous cheeks like the swing of an executioner’s axe.

SLAP~!!!

The thick slab of fuckmeat was nuzzled between her cheeks. The Sigilyph Mask began to thrust. Its strong fingers were groping and kneading Hilda’s massive ass cheeks, squeezing them around the huge cock as it gave her an ass job.

“You tease~” Hilda moaned, her head dropping between her shoulder blades. She was on her hands and knees now. The bottom-heavy former champion arched her back, making her already massive ass look bigger still. Her thicc thighs were jiggling from the movement of the huge cock between her ass cheeks. “Just stick it in me already~”

“It wants you desperate, ‘cuz~” Rosa moaned. Hilda turned her head in surprise, having assumed that she and Rosa had been split up. The busty brat was on her back, stroking two of the thickest cocks that Hilda had ever seen in her life. Rosa had her pinky fingers up as she wiped the sides of the ultra-thicc dicks, not even pretending that her dainty hands could cover a fraction of the sheer girth of the stark-white cocks. The two Sigilyph Masks were on their knees, silent sentinels, giving no reaction to Rosa jerking their two huge cocks off towards her massive backbreakers. 

“I am desperate~” Hilda moaned. “I need cock~”

SPANK~!!

Hilda let out a long moan of pleasure as the strong hand struck her massive ass cheek, making it jiggle wildly. Her fingers curled into the sand beneath her. The bulbous head kissed Hilda’s back door and invaded her snug guts with a single, swift thrust. Her stomach bulged wildly with the huge dick inside of it. Hilda’s skin turned to gooseflesh, sensitive to everything around her in the mindscape.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh~” She cooed, a thin strand of drool falling from her pouty lips. 

CLAP~! PLAP~! WHAP~! STUFF~! POUND~! CLAP~! PLAP~! CLAP~! CLAP~! STUFF~! POUND~! MASH~! POUND~!

The enormous ramrod plunged deeper and deeper into Hilda, burrowing into her guts. If this had been the real world, Hilda had no doubt something would have torn by now.

I love this~ she thought. Her eyes rolled deep into the back of her head My fantasies can all come true~

It’s great, isn’t it ‘cuz?! Rosa’s voice floated into Hilda’s mind. The words were drenched in sultry honey.

Hilda turned her head, tongue hanging from her slack jaw. Her face was flushed red with arousal as the Sigilyph Mask rutted into her hard, plunging more and more of its huge cock into her with every thrust. Sweat was beading down her clear skin.

Rosa’s mouth was quite occupied, sucking on both of the cocks that were thicker than her snatched waist. The busty brat was on her knees, legs spread just enough to let her cunt honey drizzle from her plump lips, forming a small wet spot in the sand.

GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~!

Rosa’s eyes were wide, white plates of pleasure, glazed over with lust. White hearts burned brightly in her pupils. Her hands were on her impressive backbreakers, groping and squeezing them roughly. The landscape of bruises had disappeared, just like Hilda’s baby bump.

These cocks taste sooooo goooood~ Rosa moaned mentally. Her tongue swirled around the two impossible huge cocks (her tongue seemingly had also become impossibly long in this mindscape, giving her plenty of real estate to worship the massive members). Her hands lifted from her huge tits, groping the head-sized balls that sat between the muscular legs of the stark-white Sigilyph-Masks. She could feel the seed swimming around inside.

Fuck~ Those things are gonna burrow into me~ Rosa thought. The sultry words reached Hilda.

“Oooooh~” Hilda heaved, her lips puckering into a tight o-shape. She could feel the massive, spongy tip of the Sigilyph dick deep in her stomach, pushing into her oesophagus. A huge, strong hand came forward, gripping a huge fistful of Hilda’s silky brown hair. The bottom-heavy whore let out a wheeze as her head was pulled back, forcing her back into a hard L-shape arch. With a hard thrust, the Sigilyph Mask’s huge cock surged up Hilda’s throat. The former champion let out a squeal of shock and pleasure, the air being forced out of her body.

Her shout of pleasure and shock was cut off a moment later as the stark-white tip of the Sigilyph Mask’s huge cock emerged from Hilda’s pouty lips. Hilda’s eyes were transfixed on the emerging tip. Black hearts were burning brightly in her pupils. Her whole body lifted into the air, run through as the cock was sheathed inside of her. Hilda’s limbs hung slack from her body. The Sigilyph Mask turned to show its conquest to Rosa and the others.

ARCEUSALIVE~!Rosa screamed in her mind. Her cunt contracted around nothing, erupting with a gush of twat water that soaked the sand beneath her. Her nipples were rigid, her skin gooseflesh. Arousal was coursing through Rosa’s veins like blood. She swallowed hard, constricting her throat around the two massive members.

Hilda’s eyes had rolled off in two different directions. Her limbs spasmed slightly before her unoccupied pussy gushed like a burst hydrant, soaking the ground in her cunt slop with every step by the Sigilyph Mask.

Hilda~ You okay? Rosa asked, sucking hard on the two cocks rutting her face.

Better than okay~ Hilda replied with a sultry moan This feels amazing~ My ass is being stuffed with cock twice over~ I can still feel Excadrill thrusting into me in the real world~ And this cock in my throat and ass at the same time?~

The bottom-heavy whore accentuated her point, it seemed, with another eruption of squirt, falling from her snatch like rain. The huge cock bucked, making Hilda’s whole body lurch. A thick spray of cock water erupted from the tip like a geyser. It arched through the air and splattered down across Rosa’s figure. It caked the top-heavy whore in a thick layer of ball slop. She had to shut her eyes as the dick spit drenched her. She inhaled harshly (despite the doubled-up dicks down her throat). The smell of pre-seed made her head spin. The cum stained air fucked her lungs.

Ohhhhhhh yesssssss~ Rosa thought More~! More~! Cum inside me~! Both of you~!

The two Sigilyph Masks obeyed the command. Their massive dicks engorged themselves, clogging Rosa’s already overstuffed throat. Thick seed poured from their tips. It was creamy, Rosa noted. The taste made her mind melt, shattering into a thousand pieces. Her cunt contracted, spraying the sands with more squirt than before. Her stomach didn’t swell, however. Even as she drank down more cock snot than she ever had in her life. She didn’t bloat. Their orgasms finished, and the two Sigilyph Masks withdrew in a single swift motion. They seemed to leave Rosa’s body immediately.

“Wha~” Rosa blinked, her eyes trying to refocus. They were nowhere. Instead, there was a huge, bulbous, stark-white cock head in front of her. And about a foot down the shaft was her cousin, Hilda, with the massive shaft emerging from her pouty lips. Rosa trembled, her whole body shaking with anticipation.

She opened her mouth wide and let the Sigilyph Mask thrust its huge cock down into her throat. Rosa moaned as the alluring taste hit her pouty lips. Her face was still soaked in pre-cum as Hilda came rushing up to her. The cousins were kissing now.

GLUKK~! SMOOCH~! SUCC~! KISS~! GULP~! SMOOCH~! GLUKK~! SUCC~! SMACK~! KISS~! GAWK~! GAWK~!

The cousins made out around the massive cock that was running through Hilda. Rosa could feel the bulbosu head pounding into her stomach. The Sigilyph Mask had its strong hands on Hilda’s triple-extra-wide hips, pumping the bottom-heavy whore along its shaft like a sex toy. 

Rosa squealed, vibrating the shaft. Her cunt contracted around nothing, soaking the ground more.

I think Stoutland just came inside me~ My pussy feels sooooo full~ Rosa moaned.

Ooooh~ Excadrill’s dick is scraping against my guts~ And this huge dick is running me through~ I’m gonna cummmm~ Hilda answered her cousin. She erupted like Rosa had, turning the ground beneath them to mud. 

Their tongues teased one another, licking and lapping at the massive dick. The thick veins were pounding against their soft innards, beating Rosa and Hilda with a rhythmic thudding.

The Sigilyph Mask reached out a hand, going over Hilda to grab a fistful of Rosa’s silky brown locks. The top-heavy whore retched as she was pulled forward. Hilda’s massive PAWG cheeks pressed against the Sigilyph Mask’s crotch. Rosa followed, making sure that not a single inch of the stark-white cock was exposed. The huge member bucked, pumping another fat load of pre-cum out. This one flooded Rosa’s already cum stuffed stomach, but once again, she did not bloat.

You look so gorgeous with all that pre-seed on your face~ Hilda moaned the words.

And you look so good with a cock inside you~ Rosa complimented back.

The massive nuts of the Sigilyph Mask rumbled, churning up a big load.

Here it cums~! They both thought together. Hilda’s hands found Rosa’s, their fingers interlacing together, holding each other tight. The pre-cum that had soaked Rosa was running down her hands, sticking to Hilda’s.

The massive nuts on the Sigilyph Mask contracted hard. Thick globs of cum erupted from the tip, filling Rosa’s stomach. The top-heavy whore thrashed and writhed as a mind-melting orgasm hit. The cock began to retreat without shrinking or softening. Rosa’s tongue roared to life, making sure to kiss every inch goodbye.

The tip passed from her plump lips, spraying a thick load of cock snot onto her face, turning Rosa’s face as white as the shaft of the cumming cock. The spray ceased a moment later, as the tip retreated into Hilda’s mouth, and both her hands left Rosa’s, clutching her mouth. She swallowed the spewing semen hard as the bulbous head of the cock retreated down her throat. Like Rosa, Hilda did not bloat at all.

Rosa collapsed onto her back, trying to catch her breath. The sun overhead was suddenly blocked by a stocky figure. Rosa raised a hand, covering her eyes to get a good look at the three Sigilyph Masks standing over her, blocking the sun with their huge cocks.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

It was sunrise. The noise came as a hard, sharp alarm for the two whorish cousins, rousing them both. They were still naked, lying in each other’s embrace. The noise started them both, sitting up quickly.

“Hello?!” Rosa called in a confused tone, looking around. Her brown hair was a mess.

“Rosa? Hilda?” Called the stern voice of Drayden from the door to their room. “You two never came back last night.”

Oh shit! Both Hilda and Rosa thought at the same time, realising that their lust had gotten the best of them again.

“H-Hang on,” Hilda said. The pear-shaped slut scrambled off the bed, her huge thighs jiggling as she moved, as did her PAWG cheeks. Like her cousin, Hilda’s long brown hair was a mess. Rosa shuffled against the bedsheets, wrapping them around her nude, top-heavy frame. The former champion found her micro-shorts on the floor. She pulled them on, pushing her huge, full moons and plump pussy towards Rosa as she did so. Next, she found her small white tank top. She pulled it on, just enough to cover her milk-stuffed breasts.

Rosa was still on the bed, wrapped up in sheets, but hidden around the corner. Hilda made her way to the door and opened it, finding herself standing face-to-face with a man nearly two feet taller than her.

“Drayden,” She said. “I uhhh … sorry, I guess we got caught up in celebrating Rosa’s win.”

“It’s alright,” The man responded. “But, I ask that you and your cousin get ready quickly and come with me.”

“Why?” Hilda asked, tilting her head to one side.

“I believe I know what Team Plasma are after,” Drayden answered.