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Pokemon Sword Sheath	By : Scrying Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 1409 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hilda’s hand caressed her swollen stomach, feeling the heavy weight of Isaac’s cumshot resting comfortably in her stomach.
His damn ball snot is trying to knock up my stomach lining, I can feel it Hilda thought as she pushed her fingers against her skin, turning herself on just a little bit. Both she and Rosa were dressed again, with her wife-beater tied off in a knot around her ribs, letting her massive, cum-stuffed gut sit completely exposed. She looked heavily pregnant with twins, stomach distended past her short shorts.
The two wandered through the large storage pods. Massive mint green domes were suspended by a series of large metal pipes connecting them overhead to huge chimneys with burning tops pumping pollution into the environment.
I’m surprised any Pokémon can thrive here Hilda thought, her brow furrowing at the smokestack I’d at least expect more poison types around here
The cousins made their way through the tall grass, brushing up against Hilda’s exposed legs and tickling her shins. Rosa’s head seemed to be on a swivel, moving every which way as she searched for her target. Even from the back, Hilda could see the heave and shake of her cousin’s gargantuan breasts, straining the stitching of her baseball tee shirt. The momentum of the movement of her head had a clear effect on her body.
“Damn,” Hilda hissed out loud.
“What?” Rosa turned her head completely around to her cousin, “You see a Magnemite?”
Rosa’s huge chest seemed to almost force her entire torso around, the busty slut spinning on the ball of her heel, lest the momentum of her massive mammaries snap her spine from the spin.
Hilda’s eyes widened as she realised she had spoken the word into the air, “Oh just … those things never stop moving, do they?” She gestured to her cousin’s chest.
“Hmm?” Rosa raised a confused eyebrow before catching on, “Oh … I guess. To be honest, I’m so used to it I don’t notice. But hey, guys love my backbreakers.”
“I bet,” Hilda chuckled. She shook her head trying to focus, “But we had our fun. Now we have to train.”
Rosa sighed, deflating just a bit as her shoulders slumped, “But the fun was really fun…”
“I agree, but we have a mission here. Plus, who knows how many times we can pull that stunt. Let’s get the Magnemite and get out of here,” Hilda declared, “It’ll be better if we split up and search. If we catch one, just message the other.”
“I don’t have anything that’s good against electric or steel, do I?” Rosa asked, already knowing the answer.
“Riolu,” Hilda shrugged, “But her only move is Counter, so high risk.”
Rosa nodded, “Okay, gotcha.”
The two cousins turned about face, marching off further into the complex, shifting through the grass. Soon enough, they were each out of sight. Rosa’s head was still on a swivel, but a slower one as she became a bit more aware of the shift and sway of her massive bust thanks to her cousin’s words. Rosa pouted, staring down at her gargantuan bust. Her huge tits sat perky and plentiful on her chest - so massive that the rest of her body was completely hidden from view for her, staring down at the deep crease between her huge tits that was visible from a top-down view of her strained top.
Yeah… I guess they do move a lot she thought Meh… Snivy loves them, and so do Mareep and Lillipup. Oooh, come to think of it, I should make sure I am the one who finds Magnemite. I think I can determine a Pokémon’s gender with the Pokédex app, right?
There was a noise to Rosa’s left, stopping the busty trainer dead in her tracks. She shifted into a ready stance. Her hand dove into her tote bag, fumbling around for a moment before locating a Pokéball. She pulled it out, glancing at the capsule. It was Lillipup’s. She pressed the middle button, expanding it to full size.
Leaping up from the grass was a grey ball with two grey C-shapes sticking out from either side. Antenna vaguely resembling screws were sticking out of the centre ball - which sported a massive eye.
Oh hell yes! Rosa grinned, reeling her arm back for the pitch, “Go! Lillipup!”
The white energy erupted from the Pokéball, sending the normal type down to the ground. The Puppy Pokémon yarped out his own name, standing strong against the enemy. Rosa brought up her Xtransceiver, turning on the identify function in the Pokédex app.
“Magnemite. The Magnet Pokémon. The Electromagnetic waves emitted by the units at the sides of its head expel anti-gravity, which allows it to float. This Pokémon is one foot in length on average, with an average weight of thirteen-point-two pounds. Magnemite typically have the abilities Sturdy or Magnet Pull. Magnemite belongs to the “Mineral” Egg Group, but have no known gender.”
No known gender?! Does that mean no dick?! Rosa groaned in annoyance at the news, slamming her palm into her head.
“Ugh, this sucks!” She declared, “I just want some hung Pokécock, is that too much to ask for?! Oh well … I guess we can get some training in. Lillipup, Tackle!”

Hilda moaned as her eyes rolled back in her head. A worker at the complex named Mitchell ran his bronze hands up her body, groping and squeezing her bud-like breasts. Her thicc, pillowy thighs were wrapped around his hips. His impressive cock (nearly a foot in length) was buried to the hilt inside her soaking wet snatch. His lips were on her neck, planting passionate kisses, biting lightly at her sensitive skin. She was warm and soft in his hands as he thrust himself slowly into her cunt, pushing his bulbous cock head deep into her snatch. His throbbing veins pressed up against some of her most sensitive spots, making Hilda mewl and moan little submissive noises of feminine pleasure. His tongue traced along her neck. Hilda inhaled, feeling arousal coursing through her veins like blood. Her nipples were rigid, and her skin was gooseflesh. His massive member bucked inside of her, battering against her soft innards.
Her titanic thighs squeezed tightly around Mitchell’s hips, pushing him deeper inside of her, making him sheath his cock into her cunt. Her arms stretched upwards, unsure of what to do with themselves. Pleasure rolled over her body in waves.
“Ahhhh,” Hilda moaned, “Arceus Alive, I’ve missed this cock.”
Mitchell pulled himself off her neck, grinning, “I definitely didn’t think I’d ever see you again after I left PokéStar.”
“Finally went out and got a real job,” The pear-shaped former champion pushed herself up onto her elbows, smiling at her old co-star.
“I knew I’d have to eventually,” Mitchell replied with a shrug, “But it’s not the worst place to work. Especially when the former champ and Unova’s number one star comes ‘round.” He winked at her, thrusting into her wet cunt. Hilda let out a sensual moan, biting her lip.
“Yeah, maybe I’ll stop by again before we leave,” Hilda purred.
Her Xtransceiver began to ring suddenly, cutting off her train of thought. She sighed, dropping her head, “Don’t stop but let me take this. It’s probably my cousin.”
“Oh?” Mitchell raised a confused eyebrow.
“Nah, she’s cool. We just had a threesome with your foreman. Where do you think I got this gut of cock snot?” She asked.
Mitchel shrugged, “Your Emboar.”
“Shush!” Hilda hissed, putting a hand against his lips, “I don’t want Rosa to know I’m a freak.”
Mitchell shrugged again, “I think a lot of people have relations with their Pokémon.”
“Yeah, well … it's not exactly the kind of kink you can just ask about,” Hilda replied. She finally picked up, “Hey, what’s up?”
“Jeez, finally!” Rosa’s voice declared, “I caught a Pokémon that I think’ll be perfect for this gym.”
Hilda’s brow furrowed, “It’s not a Magnemite is it?”
“Nope!” Rosa grinned, “Take a look!”
“A Magby?!” Hilda exclaimed. “Fire does … nothing! Nothing against poison, R-Rosa.” Her rage, was interrupted by Mitchell’s cock.
“Listen, it’s my team. I don’t want Magnemite. I already have an electric type in Mareep, and Riolu will be steel type once it evolves,” Rosa replied.
“You can still … catch a Pokémon for one gym s-stop!” Hilda exclaimed.
“It’s my team, ‘Cuz. I’m going with Magby,” Rosa replied sternly, hanging up before Hilda could say another word. Hilda slammed her head into the dirt, groaning loudly in frustration, “You better have a big load in those balls. I need to take my mind off this.”

“Now, Mareep, ThunderShock!” Rosa declared, throwing her arm out dramatically.
“MARRRREEEP!” The Wool Pokémon exclaimed as he sent a massive blast of electricity out from his form, arching through the air and slamming down on the Growlithe. The fire type yelped as the damage overwhelmed them. They collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
“Hell yes! Great work, Mareep!” Rosa grinned. She had been alone for nearly an hour now, having not heard back from Hilda. The busty slut took to training in the interim, wanting to get it done before Hilda arrived and micromanaged it.
She raised her Pokéball to return Mareep and go find a new opponent. Her movement stopped as Mareep suddenly erupted in a white light.
“Mareep?!” Rosa exclaimed in shock. The form of her Pokémon began to shrink into itself, becoming amorphous. The busty whore’s jaw dropped as she realized what was going on. No way!
The form grew taller, taking on a more humanoid shape. The white glow faded as a bipedal pink creature turned his head towards Rosa.
“Flaa-ffy?” He questioned, looking himself over.
“You evolved!” Rosa cheered, “Holy shit! I… wow!”
The Wool Pokémon smiled at his trainer, clapping his nubby appendages together in excitement, chanting his new name. “Flaaffy! Flaaffy! Flaaffy!”
Rosa bit her lip, feeling her cunt throbbing in her leggings and short-shorts I bet his cock got even bigger! And with how big that Magby I caught is… I’m gonna have an amazing night.
“Rosie!” The shrill voice of her cousin killed just a bit of her excitement. Rosa let out a sigh, twisting her head around to see Hilda approaching, sporting a stomach of roughly the same size as before.
Someone got a top off Rosa grinned, realising where Hilda had been Her stomach should have shrunk by now, at least a little bit.
“Oh damn!” Hilda exclaimed with excitement, “Mareep evolved?!”
“Yup yup!” Rosa grinned, “You just missed it.”
Hilda nodded, “Well shit, ‘cuz. I guess you can train unsupervised. I was gonna say we should get some work in while the sun’s still out, but if Mareep evolved, clearly you’ve been on that grind! You training everyone else?”
“Mmmmhm,” Rosa nodded, spinning Flaaffy’s Pokéball on her fingertip, “Everyone else got a great workout in already. Riolu, Snivy, Lillipup, and my new Magby.”
Hilda nodded, “Cool. Then we can head back to the centre. Get some dinner, freshen up. We can challenge Roxie in the morning.”
“I can,” Rosa replied, a bit of resentment in her words.
Hilda blinked in confusion, “What?”
“I can challenge Roxie in the morning,” Rosa corrected her cousin, “I’m the one taking on the Gym Circuit. You’re my coach.”
Hilda threw her hands up, “Right … sorry.”
Rosa returned Flaaffy to his Pokéball, turning quickly and marching back in the direction of the exit.
Hilda let out a sigh. Why is sex the only thing we connect on?

This time it was Rosa who insisted the cousins split up when they returned to the Pokémon Center. The busty slut barely even said good night to Hilda as they walked into the building, splitting off immediately to take the elevator up to her room. Hilda pouted, feeling put off by the sudden cold shoulder.
Are we partners on this trip or am I just a project?
Rosa’s stinging question from earlier in the day rattled through Hilda’s mind. The stinging words were interrupted by the memory of that battle. Iris and her Excadrill. Her whole team.
“IT’S A CLEAN SWEEP! THE DRAGON MASTER IRIS HAS SHUT OUT CHAMPION HILDA! SIX NOTHING! HILDA BLACKBURN HAS BEEN DETHRONED AS THE CHAMPION OF UNOVA!”
Hilda shook her head, trying to take her mind off it. She sat down for a moment, holding her head in her hands. Her triple extra-wide, shelf-like hips and thicc, pillowy thighs barely managed to squeeze into the office chair that sat in front of the desk. Her soft, thin fingers pushed her baseball hat upwards, bringing it off her head slightly.
I’ll come back to you, sis. Once Reshiram and I find N and bring him home, I’ll be back before you know it. After all, you’re my soul. I can’t leave you behind.
Hilda inhaled sharply, feeling like her world was spinning for a moment. She stood up quickly, crossing the room as if she could leave her intrusive thoughts in the chair she had just been in. There was the sound of a Pokéball opening. Hilda turned to find her Emboar standing before her. The Mega Fire Pig Pokémon held a rather neutral expression on his face.
“I need to not think right now,” Hilda stated. Her starter gave a firm nod. The Fire/Fighting type wasted no time, grabbing hold of his pear-shaped trainer. Hilda gave a small yelp as her feet left the floor. The weight of Hilda’s impact made the massive queen-sized bed creak from the impact. Her gargantuan, industrial bakery of ass slammed together with an echoing CLAP!! that reverberated off of every inch of wall in the room.

Hilda was on her stomach, eye-level with her starter’s crotch. Her eyes were completely transfixed upon it. From beneath his hot furs emerged a throbbing, girthy, corkscrew cock. Hilda licked her lips, feeling her heart thudding wildly in her chest. Her fingers curled around the edge of the bed as she pushed herself forward towards the emerging member. Her mouth fell open, her entire body trembling. The air around Emboar’s cock began to grow hotter from the heat radiating off the massive member. Hilda lowered her head slightly and extended her tongue towards him. Her pink appendage licked at his tip, feeling her tongue instantly get burned. The hot air filled her nostrils, clearing out her sinuses. Emboar’s strong claws came down on her head, pushing her further down. Her fingers tightened their hold on the edge of the bed, thankful that most of the weight in her body was in her back half.
The first few inches of cock entered Hilda’s mouth. Her saliva instantly evaporated from the heat of the massive cock. Her cheeks bulged wildly, trying to compensate for the sheer volume of girthy pig cock that was entering her mouth. Hilda began to bob her head back and forth, taking a few more inches inside with every pass. Emboar began to buck his hips, meeting her movements halfway as he pumped more and more of himself into her.
“Em. Boar. Em. Boar,” He grunted with every thrust. He snorted, shaking his head slightly as his snout flared. His claws dug into Hilda’s head, pressing up against her skull hard. Hilda’s eyes rolled back in her head. Her tongue was completely burned like she hadn’t waited for her food to cool off. A burning hot shot of pre-cum erupted from the corkscrew cock, searing her throat all the way down. She retched from the feeling as tears formed in the corners of her eyes.
GAG! SUCK! CHOKE! RETCH! HUTCH! SUCK! SUCK! GULP! CHOKE! GULP! HLURCK! GLURCK! GULP!
Hilda swallowed, hollowing out her cheeks the best she could and constricting her throat around the burning hot cock, trying to use her tight throat to smother the heat inside of her. Another shot of burning hot pre-cum erupted from his cock, slamming down into her stomach, turning sour as it burned in her gut. Hilda surrendered a bit more control to Emboar, allowing the Mega Fire Pig Pokémon to draw her a bit more off the bed. Her meagre chest, still hidden under a vest and a wife beater, was now suspended in the air as her body sloped downwards from the edge of the bed. Emboar’s grip on her head tightened, holding her in place as he began to properly piston into her face. Hilda swallowed diligently, the room filling with the lewd sounds that every thrust drew from her mouth. What saliva she was able to form was soon coating her chin. A massive damp spot formed in her shorts as Hilda’s throat was turned into a fleshlight. Hilda was satisfied, not a single coherent thought was running through her mind. All she knew at that moment was how to suck cock.
“Emboar. Emboar. Emboar,” The fire-fighting type grunted as he picked up his pace. The sporadic thrusting was making Hilda’s ass dance and bounce on the bed, swallowing even more of the denim short-shorts that were truly just a glorified thong on her backside. Emboar was hypnotised by the shaking and jiggling of his trainer’s industrial bakery of an ass. His cock bucked inside of her throat, slamming its hard, hot form into her soft windpipe. Hilda retched from the force of the impact, but Emboar ignored it, his gaze completely transfixed on the sway of her ass.
Hilda’s hands were gripping the sides of Emboar’s barrel-like torso, supporting her weight as she was dragged off the bed a bit more. Her throat bulged wildly, filled to the brim with a burning hot cock. Her entire body was sweating. Arousal coursed through her veins like blood as the damp spot under her body continued to spread more and more.
The fire-fighting type grunted, letting off another snort. He felt his orgasm brewing. He cast his gaze down from Hilda’s ass to her face. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. Glazed-over eyes were filled with lust and no sign of intelligence. Black hearts were burning brightly in her pupils. Her lips extended outwards, sealed around his cock in a passionate embrace. He could feel her tongue following the contours of his corkscrew, lathering his massive, heated member in spittle and praise. He began to thrust harder, pounding into her throat properly. Hilda retched and gagged with every thrust as Emboar turned her throat into a fleshlight. He felt his orgasm reach a fever pitch and didn’t hold back. The fire-fighting type let out a strained grunt as his nuts contracted hard. Hilda let out a shriek of pleasure, which was completely and quite literally drowned as a boiling hot load of ball batter pummelled the noise back down into Hilda’s stomach. His trainer’s body shook wildly as he emptied himself into her. Hilda’s skin was gooseflesh, going cold as the endless stream of simmering cock water pissed into her stomach. Hilda’s body shuddered as she continued to swallow and swallow. Her stomach was hanging off the edge of the bed and began to swell, filling with Emboar’s massive load.

“HARDER! HARDER! HARDER HARDER!” Rosa’s pathetic, frantic shrieks filled her room in the Pokémon Center. The busty slut was rocking back and forth on her bed, her decently big ass absorbing the impactful blows of every thrust from her Lillipup. The Puppy Pokémon was once again mounting her ass, pounding his cock down to the knot inside of her asshole. Laying on his back in front of her was Flaaffy, with his new cock (thicker and far longer) smothered between Rosa’s tits. The whorish trainer was groping her gargantuan back breakers hard, pumping them up and down the electric type’s huge, upgraded dick.
“So big,” she moaned. “I love it! I need to evolve all of you so you can have huge, yummy cocks for me to worship.”
Her soft, warm tits pressed against Flaaffy’s throbbing veins. The Wool Pokémon’s head snapped backwards as a shot of pre-cum erupted from the tip, flying up into the air. Electricity crackled off it before splattering down across the endless sea of skin that was Rosa’s massive chest. She shuddered as the sparks crackled on her body like a static shock. The whore’s brown pupils were filled with white hearts, burning brightly with passion.
Next to Lillipup, standing on the very edge of the bed, were Snivy and Magby, stuffing their two massive dicks into her pussy. She was soaking wet, her cunt practically drooling between her legs, soaking her thighs greatly. She had to be to get the waxy form of Snivy’s girthy member inside of her on top of Magby’s burning hot cock, which was creating steam from how it was evaporating her arousal. Her snatch was being stuffed to its limits, feeling the two girthy cocks competing inside of her and making her stomach bulge wildly. They were not in sync, each of them thrusting forward sporadically. Occasionally they were matching, occasionally they were alternating. Rosa’s eyes rolled back in her head.
“Oh, Arceus Alive! Right there! Stuff me with your fat fuck rods!” She moaned. Pleasure cascaded over her body in waves, briefly overwhelming her nervous system. Rosa’s hand squeezed her tits hard, fingers enveloped by her own gargantuan, soft fun bags and disappearing into her squishy flesh. Flaaffy moaned wildly, his massive cock bucking hard against the soft tit-prison it was currently hidden inside of. Rosa could feel his puffy veins throbbing against her soft, sensitive tits, turning her on even more. Her cunt contracted hard, compressing the two cocks inside of her close together. Both Magby and Snivy let out moans of pleasure, their names practically sung into the air. Snivy let out a shot of pre-seed, the water shot passing through her cervix and clean into her womb. One of Rosa’s eyes fluttered shut as her body was overwhelmed with pleasure.
“Ohhhhhh ffffffffuuuuuccckkkkk,” Rosa mewled out, her jaw falling slack. Saliva was criss-crossing inside her mouth like a Spinarak’s web. Her white hearts were projected out onto the wall across from her. Lillipup hilted himself all the way into her guts. “I’m so close! I’m so close! Ke-keep going! I’m so close!”
She felt Lillipup’s cock inside of her starting to warm up. It was even vibrating slightly. Her eyes rolled back in her head. Her pussy was squeezing down around Snivy and Magby tighter and tighter with every thrust. Magby’s cock bucked inside of her, pressing hard against her soft innards, flush against her most sensitive spots. A shot of piping hot pre-cum erupted from his tip, splattering off Rosa’s cervix. The busty slut’s eyes shot open as the heat burned against her insides.
The entire room was filled with a glow. Rosa screamed as she felt her guts filling even more. She twisted her head around, watching as Lillipup was surrounded and enveloped in a bright white light, briefly losing his form.
“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!” Her body was completely overwhelmed with pleasure. Her entire form thrashed and shock as a violent orgasm overtook her. A massive, gushing torrent of squirt erupted from between her legs, soaking Magby and Snivy (the former of whom was instantly covered in a steam cloud as Rosa’s arousal evaporated on his hot skin). Lillipup’s evolution sent his expanding cock deeper into Rosa’s guts. The busty slut’s hands gripped her tits tightly, fingers curling into her own body. Her cunt was refusing to let up on Snivy or Magby as if it was trying to force the two cocks to merge into one. Snivy and Magby both winced, trying their best to hold off their finishes.
Both of them failed. Rosa’s orgasm wasn’t even over before her next one began. Her stomach swelled rapidly, filled with a strange mixture. Magby’s cum was boiling, but cooled instantly as Snivy’s seed-pod-filled cock water sprayed out. The strange mixture of burning hot water pierced her cervix, stuffing her womb. She could feel the seed pods from Snivy scraping up against her inner walls, pressing up against sensitive spots inside of her.
Her eyes rolled off in two different directions, completely unfocused. Tears were streaming down her face as drool fell from her tongue, hanging from her slack jaw. Her third orgasm began just as the first ended. Snivy’s seed pods burst open inside her uterus, slamming against her body as the grass type’s cum attempted to pollinate her. The feeling of the bursts sent a surge of pleasure through her body. Rosa screamed long and loud, thrashing and shaking wildly. Her cunt clenched tighter still, offering neither Snivy nor Magby reprieve from her tightness. Her fingers were balling up the sheets hard. She arched her back, pushing her fat backbreakers out towards Flaaffy, further enveloping his cudgel of a cock. More and more squirt was gushing from her cunt, absolutely soaking Snivy. Magby was surrounded by steam as he had just taken an extremely hot shower. Herdier thrust forward, burying his knot into Rosa’s asshole. The busty slut’s eyes were wide with pleasure, white hearts burning brightly. Those brown pupils rolled upwards as her limbs went limp. Her eyelids fluttered shut. Flaaffy felt the weight of Rosa’s chest become harder to bear upon his cock. Herdier, Magby, and Snivy felt their cocks jerking in a downward motion, following the contours of the holes they were inside. Rosa went completely limp, slumping forward unconscious.
Her Pokémon all paused, exchanging glances with one another, unsure of what to do. “Flaa… Flaaffy?”
“Snivy…vy, Sni Sni.”
“Herdier. Herdier, her-dier.”

“Snivy Sniv nivy Sni Sni.”
“Magby Ma-g Magby by.”
And so Rosa’s body was ravaged by her four Pokémon whilst the slutty trainer rested from the exhaustion of experiencing three powerful orgasms in less than twenty seconds.

“Right there! Harder!” Hilda shrieked, a high-pitched moan escaping her lips.
Hilda’s gargantuan, pillowy, thunderous thighs were splayed at the edge of the bed, the tips of her toes nearly covering the entire width of the mattress. Her soaking wet pussy was being stretched to its limit by the sheer girth of Emboar’s corkscrew cock. The Mega Fire Pig Pokémon was pounding into Hilda without any remorse, hilting himself to the base over and over and over again. Her massive stomach, swollen with burning hot seed, was rocking and shaking back and forth, churning the load of boiling ball batter that her starter had pumped into her.
Hilda’s arms were up above her head, gripping the sheets tightly. Her brown pupils were rolled back in her head, and her teeth gnashed together. Emboar’s cock had long since pierced her cervix, pounding the tip hard into her innermost wall (almost certain to leave a bruise). The former champion’s toes curled so hard they cracked. Her twat was tightening up around Emboar’s burning hot rod with every thrust. The fire type was quenching the heat of his rod in her soaking wet pussy. Some steam was rising from between her lips as the heat of his skin evaporated her arousal. She felt the burning hot member pressing up against the most sensitive spots inside of her, rubbing up against them in just the right way to send jolts of pleasure cascading across her skin.
“Emboooooaaaaaarrrrr,” She moaned. Her tongue leapt from her mouth in a silent scream. Her head knocked fully backwards, and she stared at the upside-down headboard. The entire frame was lurching and creaking with every thrust from the fire type. Emboar’s cock bucked, battering its massive, hard form against her soft innards. Hilda screamed in pleasure and pain as the searing hot skin of his cock pressed up against the walls of her love tunnel. Her eyes were wide from the shock of the impact. Her cunt collapsed around him, squeezing him that much tighter and drawing her sensitive snatch closer to the heat that was overstimulating her. Emboar’s tip sprayed a shot of smouldering pre-cum from his tip, slamming straight into her innermost wall.
“FUCK!” Hilda shrieked, her arms jerking up as the burning sensation of his seed hit her. She thrashed wildly, twisting her upper body in response to the burning hot impact. And as her twat tightened again, Emboar kept up his pace, brutalising his trainer’s snatch without a hint of remorse or concern for her. His pelvis slammed into her over and over again as he hilted himself to the base. The Mega Fire Pig Pokémon held himself there for a moment, letting Hidla revel in the sensation of being completely stuffed.
“Fffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccckkkkkkkkk,” Her words slurred as her teeth gnashed together, “Your cock isshhh shhhooooo massshhhhiiivveee.”
Her entire body was shaking. Her skin was gooseflesh, sensitive to everything around her. Her body temperature dropped as the heat inside her stomach and now her pussy was continuing to rise. Emboar’s cock bucked again, beating up her innards. Hilda’s entire lower half lifted slightly with the cock, briefly drawing her industrial bakery of an ass off the mattress it was currently cratering. She slammed back down as another boiling shot of pre-cum spread through her body.
“OH! ARCEUS ALIVE! PUMP ME FULL AGAIN!” she screamed, not caring if anyone in the rooms around her could hear. “PISS ANOTHER LOAD OF BURNING HOT COCK SNOT INTO ME! BURN MY WOMB DOWN UNTIL IT’S NOTHING BUT A CUM DUMPSTER FOR YOUR COCK!”
“EMBOAR!” Her starter roared back at her, accepting her declaration like it was a command in a battle. His hips picked up their pace, pistoning hard into her. Hilda’s mind was wiped clean, burned down to nothing as Emboar’s cock beat itself against her innermost wall over and over again. Hilda’s arms twisted, wrapping her svelte upper half in the sheets as her orgasm came careening towards her.
They came at the same time. Emboar’s massive cock engorged inside of her, growing even thicker somehow as a pressurised blast of burning hot seed rushed down his piss pipe whilst Hilda’s love tunnel caved in, collapsing all around the swelling cock to try (and fail) to stunt its growth. Hilda’s vision and hearing cut out as her brain was completely overwhelmed by pleasure. All she knew at that moment was a boiling load of ball batter was being pissed into her womb, making her already massive stomach swell even more. The room was filling with steam like a hot shower had been run as her cunt erupted like a geyser - spraying nearly as many gallons of squirt onto Emboar as cum that Emboar was pumping into her. The squirt evaporated against Emboar’s hot fur. Hilda shuddered and thrashed before finally passing out, overwhelmed by heat and pleasure.

Rosa was growing quite annoyed with walking around Virbank City with Hilda. Her head seemed to be a constant swivel. The busty whore was almost certain she could hear her cousin’s elevated heartbeat from how paranoid she seemed just walking along the rather robust (if terribly under-maintained) sidewalk system in the city. They walked past another delinquent-looking man with a dyed mohawk and a leather jacket, grinning as he strutted past them, not even trying to hide his wandering gaze. Hilda watched him go, then did two double takes to make sure he wasn’t following them.
“You’re the former champion. You’re seriously worried about some biker in a leather jacket who probably doesn’t even have a fully evolved Purrloin?” Rosa asked in an unimpressed tone.
Hilda looked at her cousin, resenting the way she had just phrased that question. “Being … that … does not mean I should just let my guard down. The world’s still a dangerous place.”
“Yeah, but you’re a dangerous person. Didn’t you topple an evil organisation or something?” Rosa asked.
“Not alone and not forever, apparently, given what happened last week,” Hilda sighed, becoming a bit despondent. Before either cousin could explore the sudden tone shift, Hilda perked up again.
“There!” She pointed down the street to what appeared to be a shack in between two buildings covered in neon signs. “That’s the gym.”
Rosa’s face twisted in shock at the sight of it. “It’s underground?”
“Yeah, it’s a newer gym, just got added to the Circuit. There’s a big push to get all seventeen types into the Unovan Circuit,” Hilda explained, “Gym leader’s this woman named Roxi-”
“Yeah, I know,” Rosa cut off her cousin, “Poison types will kick my team’s ass, probably. You mentioned her like a thousand times yesterday.” Rosa folded her arms, pressing them down onto her gargantuan backbreakers, straining her baseball tee-shirt even further.
“Right,” Hilda nodded. “Well, she’s also a musician. The League basically had an open call in the city for any poison-type specialists to apply for the position. I think she got in because she owns this rathole that she performs in, so they decided to just turn that into the gym.”
Rosa simply gave a curt nod of acknowledgement, “Alright, let’s go inside then.”
They two crossed the road and approached the shack. The door was unlocked, leading to a long and narrow set of stairs.
“Oh yeah, that’s not a fire hazard,” Rosa noted before the duo descended. There were two bends in the staircase before arriving at a small area that seemed to be some sort of till. There were two large counters, a closed cabinet that looked like a coat room, and a monitor for security cameras, which was currently switched off.
“I don’t get it. Today’s the opening day of the circuit,” Hilda noted. “Where is everyone?”
Rosa shrugged. “Makes our lives easier, right?”
“I suppose,” Hilda replied. They turned to the doorway - a Kalos-style double door with metal plates for one to push them open with. Each of the cousins took one door and gave it a shove, entering inside.
A large room with vaulted ceilings awaited them. A huge stage covered in speakers. A bar off to the right side currently closed. Near the back of the venue was a sound room, locked up. The floor was disgusting, covered in paint and debris from last night’s performance.
On stage were three people. The first was a bald man in a leather jacket, white shirt, and red skinny jeans. He was sitting at a large drum set, twisting some of the rigging that held the ensemble together into place. The next was a tall, slender woman with black hair in a long black ponytail down to her ass. She had a rather long face with bangs cut across her forehead. Black eyeliner made her eyes pop with an intense stare, along with a choker around her neck. She had on a red skirt, a black tank top, and knee-high black socks.
Lastly was a short, petite woman. Slung over her back was a massive bass guitar that looked like it weighed more than she did. A large, striped shirt covered her body. It hid any of her features, making her look amorphous. Blue and purple alternated all the way down in huge blocks, wrapping around her completely. From that massive dress of a shirt emerged two thin, milk-white legs. Though not for long, as they quickly disappeared into a pair of chunky platform boots that went up to her knees and gave the extremely short woman some height. The massive smock of a shirt was large in the sleeves as well. Huge, gaping cannon barrels covered her arms, forcing her to roll the sleeves back up to the elbow to do anything. It was sloping off both of her shoulders, revealing the straps of the workout bra she had on underneath. Her hair was dyed a stark white, spiky and jagged with most of it pulled into a jagged bun atop her head, sticking out straight thanks to a clip of purple and blue.
“Ayo, Rox,” the guitarist said. “You got company.”
The petite woman with white hair twisted around. She had a sharp face with a wide grin and bright blue eyes the colour of the sky. “Well, well. Welcome to the Virbank City gy-”
She cocked her head to the side. “You’re Hilda Blackburn.” She pointed at the former champion, letting out a single laugh. “The fuck you doin’ here?”
“I’m here as a coach to this trainer, and she’s here to challenge you for a gym badge,” Hilda explained, gesturing to Rosa.
Roxie nodded her head. “Gotcha, gotcha,” Roxie scratched at her chin. “And who are you?”
“Rosa Whitley,” Rosa replied, “I’m Hilda’s cousin.”
The poison-type gym leader gave an exaggerated nod. “Ahhhhh, passin’ the torch then. Right. This’ll be a two-on-two. I’m sure you’re familiar with the standard rules of a gym challenge.”
Rosa nodded. “I am.”
“Good,” Roxie stated. Her hand went behind her back. It re-emerged holding a Pokéball. “Then let’s not waste any more time. I’m in the middle of warm-ups.”
She threw the Pokéball in the air. It cracked open, sending a blast of white energy out. A Koffing was floating in the air, grinning down at the two cousins with a rather goofy expression. Hilda was silent for a second as she stared up at the creature.
“Koffing,” Hilda noted in a rather simple tone. “Start with your strongest.”
“Right,” Rosa nodded, reaching down into her bag and fishing around before producing a ball of her own. “Go! Flaaffy!”
The electric type emerged, taking a fighting stance. Hilda gave a nod, approving of her cousin’s choice.
“Thunderwave!” Rosa ordered. The Wool Pokémon let out a grunt to acknowledge the command. Electricity sparked off his tuft. The second stage Pokémon let out a burst of yellow electricity, arching through the air and striking the poison type.
She just tanked it? Hilda wondered.
“Koffing, use Smog!” Roxie countered.
There it is Hilda realised with a sigh.
“That could poison Flaaffy,” she called to her cousin.
“What?!” Rosa turned her head in shock. It was too late. Toxic-looking purple haze erupted from the various openings all over the Koffing, seeping into the air and floating down towards Flaaffy. The electric type was swallowed up in the cloud, partially obscured from sight. The Wool Pokémon began to cough and sputter as the toxic fumes entered his nostrils.
“Damn it,” Rosa gritted her teeth. “Okay, Flaaffy! Start charging!” She swung her arm wildly as she gave the command, making her gargantuan chest jiggle and shake wildly, straining the stitching of her baseball tee shirt. Up on stage, Roxie licked her lips at the sight of Rosa’s bouncy backbreakers.
Goddamn, those tits are insane. I bet they’d love her over at Pokéstar the gym leader thought.
A yellow glow emerged from inside the purple cloud as Flaaffy began to build up a charge. The electricity sparked out from the pink Pokémon’s body, briefly illuminating his silhouette.
Good … smart Hilda nodded.
“Koffing! Assurance!” Roxie ordered, throwing her hand forward.
Shit! Hilda thought.
The Koffing rushed forward, chanting its name. Flaaffy didn’t see it coming, still partially blinded by the toxic cloud around it. The Poison Gas Pokémon slammed into Flaaffy, sending the electric type flying backwards, and landing at Rosa’s feet.
“Now! Tackle!” Roxie ordered. The poison type rushed forward, dropping through the air and slamming its body down onto Flaaffy as it lay on the ground.
“Thunder Shock!” Rosa ordered.
“No, wait, Rosa!” Hilda shouted, reaching up and grabbing her cousin’s shoulder.
Flaaffy’s nub-like arms went up, clutching onto the sides of Koffing. The poison type let out a noise of confusion, looking at the two appendages holding it. The two were enveloped in an aura of yellow sparks as Flaaffy unleashed its attack, zapping the gym leader’s Pokémon. The blast ended as smoke rose from both of their forms. Flaaffy let go of Koffing, allowing the Poison Gas Pokémon to rise into the air, covered in battle damage.
“Assurance!” Roxie commanded.
The poison type hung in the air, the electricity around its body pulsing, paralysing it.
Oh Arceus Alive … that was too close Hilda thought, letting her hand drop from Rosa’s side.
“Finish it off, Flaaffy! Thundershock!” Rosa commanded with a confident grin.
Her Flaaffy shakily got to his feet, one of his legs trembling badly. An eye was shut, his pink fur covered in battle damage.
“Flaa … ffy,” He wheezed out. Sparks formed up around his body as he began to build a small charge. A shot of electricity leapt out from his form, arching through the air and slamming into the Poison Gas Pokémon. Koffing dropped, hitting the ground, and swirls in his eyes. Flaaffy dropped to one knee, out of breath.
“Not bad,” Roxie nodded, “Not bad at all.”
She recalled her fainted Pokémon to its ball. Rosa did the same, withdrawing her haggard electric type from the field.
“You did a great job,” Rosa smiled as she shrunk the ball and dropped it into her tote bag.
“Alright, you’re halfway there, but that Flaaffy of yours wasn’t exactly walkin’ tall at the end of that match. Let’s see how you fare against my ace,” Roxie grinned. She drew a second Pokéball from behind her body, throwing it out onto the dance floor.
The white energy formed up into a Whirlipede. A grin crossed Rosa’s face.
Hah! She laughed in her mind I knew that Magby was a good catch! A fat cock and an easy win!
“Go! Magby!” Rosa shouted, throwing the ball out onto the field. The Live Coal Pokémon emerged, shouting his name.
No way Roxie doesn’t have a trick for dealing with fire types Hilda thought The Virbank Complex has easily catchable Magbys and Growlithes … Rosa, you’re playing into her hands
“Be on your guard, ‘cuz,” Hilda cautioned, “This won’t be as easy as you’re expecting.”
“It’s a bug type, Hills,” Rosa replied, rolling her eyes, “I can handle a bug type.” “Poison Sting!”
Rosa’s head whipped back around just in time to watch the quill ejected from Whirlipede slammed into Magby, absorbing into the fire type. The Live Coal Pokémon shuddered as the poison set into his body.
Shit Rosa thought, gritting her teeth.
“T-this is okay,” she tried to steady herself.
“Venoshock!” Roxie commanded.
Hilda put her palm over her face, unable to watch. The massive spray of bright purple poison washed over the room, splashing straight into Magby. The fire type screamed as he was thrown backwards, doing a complete rotation and landing on his stomach. Rosa’s jaw dropped, watching as her fire-type Pokémon shuddered, his fur all standing on end.
“Get up, Magby!” She chanted, clenching her fists. “Get up!”
“Now! Whirlipede!” Roxie shouted from the stage. “Use Pursuit!”
The Curlipede Pokémon rushed forward, turning into a blur. Magby was just getting to his feet when the bug/poison type slammed into him, sending him off his feet and onto his back again. Magby hit the ground, bouncing slightly as he did so.
“Alright, let's finish him off!” Roxie declared, swiping her hand through the air, “Another Venoshock!”
“Fire Spin!” Rosa screamed. Magby’s eyes shot open. Flames erupted from his body, rushing across the room towards the Curlipede Pokémon. Roxie’s eyes widened with fear as her ace disappeared into a torrent of orange and red heat. The flames licked up onto the stage, forcing Roxie herself to shield her face. Whirlipede let out a holler of pain as it was critically injured by the impact.
“Whirlipede!” Roxie shouted.
Flames were licking up the bug-poison type’s body, now covered in extensive battle damage. Magby got to his feet, legs shaking. He shuddered as the poison rippled across his body again. He dropped to one knee, struggling to catch his breath. Whirlipede shuddered as well, flames licking across its form.
Magby is poisoned, but Whirlipede is burned Hilda read the battle It’s a war of attrition now since Flaaffy is poisoned too. That was a good hit, but Whirlipede might just have more in the tank than Rosa’s Pokémon do at this point
Both trainers stood tall and silent for a moment, surveying the battlefield, hoping that the other’s Pokémon would simply drop. Every few seconds, Magby and Whirlipede grunted as the burns and poison spread throughout their bodies.
“Whirlipede!” Roxie shouted. “Use Pursuit!”
The haggard bug-poison type grunted out its name, acknowledging the command. It rushed forward, barreling its grey form towards the Live Coal Pokémon.
“Magby,” Rosa called. “Use Faint Attack!”
The fire type stood firm, curling one of his hands into a fist. The Whirlipede was still barreling towards him, not intending to stop. The two Pokémon collided as the bug–poison type slammed into the fire type. The air filled with smoke as Magby slammed his fist down into the Whirlipede.
“Magby!” Rosa shouted.
Hilda stepped forward out of reflex, drawing up alongside her cousin. The smoke began to clear slowly, revealing the two forms of their Pokémon.
Magby and Whirlipede had knocked each other out.
“Hmph,” Roxie nodded, a stunned look on her pale face.
Hilda let out a sigh of relief. She looked over at her cousin, finding Rosa staring at the battlefield, a bit perplexed by what had just happened.
“You still have Flaaffy,” Hilda explained. “So … you won.”
“I … I did?” Rosa questioned, looking over at her cousin. “But … it feels. Anticlimactic?”
“Yeah … it was a double knockout. But you still have a Pokémon from the fight that could enter the field, so … you won,” Hilda repeated.
Rosa nodded. “Oh … cool.” She put her hand out, recalling Magby into his Pokéball. Roxie did the same with her Whirlipede.
“I gotta say, I didn’t expect that to be such an interesting match,” the gym leader stated as she stepped forward, leaping down off the stage. The petite woman approached the two cousins, a confident grin on her face. Neither Rosa nor Hilda were particularly tall women, falling roughly around the average height of a Unovan woman, Hilda being a bit shorter. Roxie was shorter still, a few inches below Hilda.
“Alright,” the poison gym leader nodded as she approached. “You’ve won your first badge. Congrats.”
“Second, actually,” Rosa explained.
Roxie’s brow furrowed, “The Circuit just opened today. Where is there another gym around here?”
“Aspertia. The gym leader’s my friend. He did us a favour,” Hilda explained, folding her arms in front of her practically flat chest.
Roxie pursed her soft lips together. “Oh … cool. Anyways, you’ve earned yourself the Toxic Badge.” She turned to the stage, looking at her bandmates.
“Aye, Billy Jo, go get the badges!” Roxie shouted.
“On it, Rox!” the female guitarist replied.
Roxie turned back to the other two whilst her band member raced off to the storage room.
“So, you two got another gym you’re planning to go to after this?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“We’ll probably head to the big city,” Hilda interjected before Rosa could speak, placing her hands on her triple-extra wide, shelf-like hips. “Challenge Burgh.”
Roxie nodded. “Yeah, the bug-type guy. That Magby’ll come in clutch for that fight. Though you might want to teach your Pokémon how to dodge incoming attacks.” She looked at Rosa, giving the busty slut a grin.
“Yeah, I’ll … work on that,” she said, reaching up and bashfully scratching behind her head, smiling at the poison-type gym leader.
“Hey, you two aren’t planning on leaving tonight or anything, are you?” Roxie asked. “No,” Hilda shook her head. “Why? Got a show you want us to stop by at?”
“Well, yeah, but before that,” Roxie replied, “I actually have an upcoming shoot at Pokéstar Studios. And … given how you two are dressed, something tells me you’d both enjoy the kind of movie I’d be making.”
“You’re a porn star?” Rosa asked in a hushed but excited tone.
“Most of the women working in the Gym Circuit are, right Hilda?” Roxie grinned, “Best kept secret in the industry. You two wanna go have some fun or what?”
“Hell yes!” Rosa cheered. “I’ve always wanted to get fucked on camera.” “It’d be nice to get back to the studio,” Hilda nodded.
“Cool, my shoot’s in an hour. I think they’ll be super pumped I brought some extra talent along,” Roxie licked her lips.
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