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Smash Her Mansion	By : PersonOfDisinterest Category: +S through Z > Super Smash Brothers Views: 32009 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Smash Her Mansion
- 2-ii.
- 3-iii.
- 4-iv.
- 5-v.
- 6-vi.
- 7-vii.
- 8-viii.
- 9-ix.
- 10-x.
- 11-xi.
- 12-xii.
- 13-xiii.
- 14-xiv.
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To the extent that she was since being introduced to Jigglypuff, Wii Fit Trainer felt she should've been more surprised with how quickly she grew comfortable with the pokemon. But perhaps it was merely a natural consequence; it was difficult to feel awkward around someone to whom you had been giving regular orgasms over the past two days.
"Wario, drop those shoulders. Roy," Wii Fit Trainer directed at the red-haired, squatting man as his thighs quivered, "try and push your hips forward as you bring yourself back up, that's it. Keep your back straight."
As she spoke, Jigglypuff lewdly moaned its own name. The pokemon was taking full, eager advantage of the policy under which they were both now bound, held in Wii Fit Trainer's arms as she walked around the class observing her profusely sweating clients. Reaching underneath it, the woman teased her tiny opening with a finger or two, Jigglypuff's large, bright eyes rolling upwards and a slack smile spreading across her round face in the process looked like someone had taken a marker to her mouth with the intention of creating the dumbest look possible. With how often she was coming to find Wii Fit Trainer, it was becoming both a familiar sight and sound.
All of the pink pokemon's shuddering orgasms Wii Fit Trainer manufactured by hand - typically the one she hadn't almost had a finger wrung off of. Doctor's orders. It wasn't until forty-eight or so hours after their initial introduction that Wii Fit Trainer finally got her first a taste of pokecunt.
'Finally' suggested that the opportunity had been yet to present itself; this simply wasn't true. It was the one thing Wii Fit Trainer had been avoiding doing. Her cheeks still warmed considerably whenever she took Jigglypuff into her arms amongst company and slid a digit between her tight, puffy lips. Their brand new arrangement was drawing much attention and that usually took the form of curious stares - which Jigglypuff seemed perfectly happy to take the brunt of as she whined on the length of Wii Fit Trainer's finger. The thought of eating the pokemon out with so many eyes on her made Wii Fit Trainer feel like she'd just stepped fully clothed out of the blistering summer sun into a baking hot sauna with gross, leaky faucets trapped under her arms.
Not all too pleasant, in short.
"Hey," a Zero Suit-ed Samus greeted as they, Wii Fit Trainer with Jigglypuff in arm, walked into the dining hall and sat at the table beside her. The woman was munching heartily - on food. It was actually the first time Wii Fit Trainer had witnessed Samus eating undisturbed. This was because, the woman learned, Samus had announced when she walked into the dining hall that she would snap the cock off of the next person who tried sticking it in her while she ate. The subtly tight corners of her mouth told Wii Fit Trainer she wasn't particularly in the brightest of moods.
"Is everything alright?"
"Fine," Samus replied, spooning a heap of rice into her mouth. "Why?"
Wii Fit Trainer sat Jigglypuff comfortably in her lap, petting its cute head. "Would you actually, you know, snap off..."
Samus laughed. "No. It's just been a busy day. I've been on my back all morning and my hands and knees all afternoon. I'm absolutely starving and I just want a few minutes to myself."
"Oh. Should we leave then?"
"Don't be silly," Samus said, "you're okay. Speaking of, have you eaten yet?"
"No, I just came to -"
"Not food," Samus cut across her, pointing down into Wii Fit Trainer's lap. "I meant her."
She blinked, then performed her best impression of a goldfish. "I...n-no, we haven't -"
"She's been hinting pretty heavily about it."
"You...you have?" Wii Fit Trainer said, looking down.
"Jiggly!"
"Mmhmm," Samus clarified for good measure. "Virtually every time you've had your fingers inside her. At least that's what I hear whenever I'm in earshot."
"Sorry," Wii Fit Trainer said sheepishly. "I don't understand pokemon."
"Give it time," Samus replied, casually gesturing with her spoon. "Anyway, why haven't you tried it yet? Not like you don't know what you're doing."
"That's not the point," Wii Fit Trainer hissed. "It's...it's...just the thought of doing it where everyone can see is...embarrassing."
Samus smirked. "You're not the one who'll be lying on her back. She is," the blonde said, pointing at the pokemon, "and as you've probably gathered Jigglypuff has little shame."
"Puff, puff!"
"She's not the only one," Wii Fit Trainer muttered, briefly eyeing Samus' wholly exposed chest.
"Shame doesn't do anyone any favours when the Freedom of Use policy is in play," the woman said. "Just makes things awkward for everyone."
"Yes, well, you'll forgive me if I'm not as open-minded as you are."
Samus chuckled. "Look, I get that it's not so easy in the first few days. Nothing is in this place. But trust me, you should try it. Jigglypuff has a few surprises up her sleeve. Metaphorically speaking. She doesn't have...You get the idea."
"Jiggly!" the cute pink ball squeaked.
Wii Fit Trainer bit into her lip. "It's not like I don't believe you, but -"
"I'll be here to fend off any untoward attention for your first time," Samus said, "and heaven knows I wouldn't say no to some light entertainment."
Wii Fit Trainer didn't see how she was going to get out of this. Especially not when Jigglypuff looked up at her, pleading with those big, shiny eyes. She gave in with a heavy sigh.
"Just ignore everyone else," Samus told her as she picked the pokemon up out of her lap and placed her on the table. "Oh, and Jigglypuff? You'd better hold on to something. She has a few tricks up her sleeve."
That something, as Wii Fit Trainer laid her on her back, turned out to be a small, black microphone that appeared suddenly out of nowhere. Either that or Wii Fit Trainer blinked and missed it when Jigglypuff retrieved it from an invisible pocket. She had no idea why of all things the pokemon produced that, until, to her utmost, blank surprise, Jigglypuff turned it around in her little hands and began lightly teasing the smoothly rounded off end against her tiny clitoral hood.
"Oh," Wii Fit Trainer said, staring.
Samus grinned beside her. "Get busy," she said, with a encouraging push.
Wii Fit Trainer lowered her head at the woman's direction. Jigglypuff was whining softly even before her tongue hesitantly poked out and traced the shape of small, glistening slit. An uncomfortable heat washed over her skin; she swore she could feel so many eyes on her. But that quickly cooled to make way for genuine surprise when Wii Fit Trainer drew her tongue back into her mouth and her senses registered the taste clinging to its tip.
"Cotton candy?" she said, turning to Samus. "Oh my god I love cotton candy!"
"You're in for it now, Jigglypuff," the blonde told her.
Wii Fit Trainer turned back to the pokemon with a hungry gleam in her eye. Jigglypuff whimpered in anticipation as Wii Fit Trainer dragged the legs of her chair across the floor, pushing it back so she could lean right forward. Moments later, yelps of "Puff! Puff!" were coming from their table.
She went at it like she hadn't eaten all day. Which in one sense was true; Wii Fit Trainer's last taste of pussy had been the night before. So the woman had more than enough of an appetite and the sweet taste of Jigglypuff's pokecunt was addictive. It wasn't long before her tongue was pushing in deep and the pokemon was practically thrashing and Samus was looking on with a satisfied smile.
"Good?" she asked, when Wii Fit Trainer paused to take a deep breath. The woman didn't even reply, just dove straight back in, sealing her mouth tight over Jigglypuff's sex and vigorously shaking her head. The pokemon's cry was sharp enough to draw several more pairs of eyes in their direction, but Samus was too busy watching Wii Fit Trainer's ponytail toss left and right to notice. Samus also didn't notice, as she fought back a spur of the moment urge to press Wii Fit Trainer's face flush against Jigglypuff with a hand gripping her charcoal grey hair, one Falco Lombardi swagger into the dining hall, zeroing immediately in on her after noting the utter absence of any other male.
She did notice, however, when a pair of feathered hands grabbed her by the head and yanked her face into his crotch.
"CAAAAAWWRGH!"
Wii Fit Trainer's head shot up, chin and lips glistening, and Jigglypuff's eyes snapped open. Both turned immediately in Samus' direction.
"Don't worry," the blonde woman said, smiling tightly, "I've got this."
'This', happened to be one blue, screaming, anthropomorphic bird.
To be fair to Falco, he hadn't been in the room when Samus had loudly issued her threat. Samus wasn't feeling very fair, however. What she was feeling, in fact, were how small, soft and squishy Falco's testicles were in the vice-like grip of her left hand. Wii Fit Trainer looked a little uncertain - about whether she should go back to slaking her thirst for Jigglypuff's juices without saying something or not. Because wow, she tasted heavenly. Like the sweetest cotton candy. Wii Fit Trainer loved cotton candy. Samus must've known how much because she waved her off before she could even open her mouth to waste words and precious time not eating pokepussy.
"Light entertainment, remember?" the woman told her, visibly squeezing Falco's feathery pouch. The bird spluttered, eyes bulging out of his head. "I haven't had a good set of marbles to play with in a long while."

It really was something to hear a woman's strong, husky voice squeak at the height of her pleasure. That voice belonged to Samus as she straddled Wii Fit Trainer's face. The bed groaned underneath them and Samus' hands gripped dark, unbound hair as her hips jerkily rolled back and forth, her sopping wet sex muffling every appreciative groan that tried to escape Wii Fit Trainer's throat. Nevertheless, she was determined to let the blonde know how good she tasted, and in that regard her tongue and mouth were exceptionally expressive tools.
"Yes yes yes yes!"
It was like a series of shockwaves spreading through Samus' body, emanating from her tightly wound core. They robbed her blind of her strength and the woman fell forwards onto her hands, breathing hard. Then she chuckled, for no other reason at all than how good it felt to ache in all the right places. Still lying underneath her, Wii Fit Trainer kissed a moist inner thigh.
"How many is that now?" the woman asked.
"Three," Samus told her, breathlessly. "Four, if you count the small one."
"Mm. So, one more for the road?"
"Ayeeeee," the blonde whined, reaching between her legs to push Wii Fit Trainer's head away. "Nonono."
She laughed. "Had enough?"
Samus, collapsing flat onto her front, simply nodded into the pillow her golden locks were splayed across. Wii Fit Trainer lightly spanked one of her round, firm buns, earning herself a small gasp and shiver that ran the length of the woman's spine.
"I guess I'll let you off then. For now."
Samus murmured something unintelligible as Wii Fit Trainer lay down beside her, eyes closed in contentment. She traced aimless lines along the blonde's broad, muscled back, glimpsing the visible half of her mouth curve upwards.
"Mind if we talk?"
Samus shook her head.
"You seemed a little...well, off, today," Wii Fit Trainer said. "Are you alright?"
Samus nodded.
"You sure? After what happened with Falco?"
"He'll live," the blonde replied lazily. "Blue balled bastard."
"I guess..."
Samus cracked open an eye. "What are you really trying to ask?"
"I've watched you look steadily more pissed off from this morning until the moment you sent Falco to the infirmary. Maybe even after that too." Wii Fit Trainer pursed her lips, carefully choosing her words. "Do you...do you really want to be a part of this whole Free Use thing?"
"Nobody can make me do something I don't want to," Samus said. "Nobody. They'll try, but you saw what happens when that happens."
"You do want to do it then."
The woman shrugged. "Not what I originally came to the Mansion for, no. But I honestly don't mind. It's draining sometimes, recently in particular, but if I outright didn't want to do it I wouldn't."
"Why do you do it?" Wii Fit Trainer asked.
Samus paused for thought - and perhaps to enjoy the warm hand stroking her lower back.
"I suppose...some part of me enjoys the attention. And the concept is novel, at least for me," the woman said. "I don't know about Peach; she took to this like a fish to water. A little too readily if you ask me."
"What about Zelda?"
"Classic scenario," Samus replied with a slight smile. "This is her duty and so she will do it, despite what shame it might bring. A royal woman through and through."
"Do you actually enjoy it though, the sex? I mean," and Wii Fit Trainer couldn't help but smirk a little, "you pretty much melted as soon as I put my mouth on you."
The blonde rolled her eye. "Careful. Pride comes before a fall."
"What, are you going to kick me off the bed?"
"Considering it," Samus said suggestively.
Wii Fit Trainer pouted. "Naughty," she said, and spanked the woman's bottom. "Anyway, you're dodging my question."
"Remind me what it was about," Samus murmured.
"Sex, with the guys."
"Hmm. I don't think of it as sex," the blonde said after a long moment. "They're just using me - my body - to get off. I'm a collection of warm, tight holes for them to masturbate their cocks with." Samus looked away for a second, hugging the pillow to her face. "It's...kind of hot. The idea. I don't necessarily get off on what the guys are physically doing; they're not trying to make me feel good. Which is the point, I guess. There's a sense of detachment. They're fucking me, and I'm being fucked, but we're not fucking. Does that make sense?"
"Sort of not really," Wii Fit Trainer replied, feathering her touch down the back of strong, toned legs.
Samus smiled into her pillow. "It's different with you anyway."
"The sex?"
"Mmm," the woman said, and her thighs parted just a little more. "Yeah..."
"How so?"
"I want it," Samus quietly moaned. "One more."
"Just one?" Wii Fit Trainer asked, feeling wet heat at the tips of her fingers.
The blonde nodded. Wii Fit Trainer grinned.
"Orgasm number five, coming right up."

Samus woke up the next morning bright and early with a mood to match. Wii Fit Trainer sluggishly opened her eyes some minutes later filled with a strange curiosity.
"Hey," she said, as wrapped in a towel the tall blonde stepped out of the bathroom, "what else has Jigglypuff been saying that has gone in one ear and right out the other?"
"That she wishes you would let her munch on your quim," Samus said without skipping a beat.
"Oh. Okay."
"I mean those were pretty much the first words out of her mouth when I suggested your arrangement," the woman casually told her. "She thinks you're cute."
Wii Fit Trainer blinked. "I didn't realise Jigglypuff was quite so...forward."
"Yeah, well, when everyone is getting some kind of action besides you it's bound to be frustrating," Samus said, tying up her hair, "even if it's not the kind of action you're into."
Wii Fit Trainer watched the woman for a long moment, still barely half awake. Her mental capacity to filter out odd things from being spoken aloud was operating at somewhat sub-optimal levels.
"You know, you have really nice armpits."
Samus paused, hands lost in her locks. "Oh?"
"Really...smooth," Wii Fit Trainer said around a wide, jaw cracking yawn.
"Huh. Jigglypuff thinks so too."
Wii Fit Trainer's mouth snapped shut. Then opened again.
"Wait, what?"
"Of you I mean," Samus clarified, lowering her arms.
"M-mine?"
"Sure. Especially after you've just come out of a class. Says she bets they smell so good." Samus paused as she turned towards the walk-in closet. "Did I mention Jigglypuff's a little kinky?"
Wii Fit Trainer mutely shook her head. Samus smiled innocently.
"You two are going to have so much fun."

Wii Fit Trainer had a broadly inclusive definition of 'fun'; however, the idea of smothering Jigglypuff's face under her arms in public was one she couldn't quite stomach yet. One she could though, or at least was actively trying to, was finally letting the cute little pokemon reciprocate all her pleasurable gestures of goodwill. It was around lunch then that, with a spare pair of yoga pants in hand, Wii Fit Trainer went looking for Zelda to have a private word. As luck would have it, she crossed paths with the Princess walking down a corridor.
"Zelda," she called out, "just who I was looking for."
"Hello, dear," the woman replied, coming to a stop. Fox, awkwardly trotting along behind her with his furry hands clasped around Zelda's waist, looked relieved. "What can I do for you?" she asked obliviously, as the anthropomorph began humping against her backside.
"I was just looking for some advice," Wii Fit Trainer said, taking from the Princess' cue and pretending not to hear Fox grunting and growling.
Zelda lifted a silken gloved hand, already prepared to snap her fingers. "Concerning Samus?"
"Oh, no, no," Wii Fit Trainer said quickly. "Actually, this is about Jigglypuff. You know we're...?"
"Yes, I've seen you together," Zelda replied, jerking forwards. "You seem to enjoy each other's company."
"Well," Wii Fit Trainer said with a small laugh, "it's definitely an interesting development. The only trouble is I don't understand what Jigglypuff is saying, and according to Samus she's been saying a lot."
"Such as?" Zelda asked, brown locks of hair dancing around her face as Fox huffed and puffed behind her.
"So far, I've been doing all the 'work', I suppose. She wants to return the favour. But I don't want to strip down half-naked in front of a room full of...well," Wii Fit Trainer said, gesturing vaguely in Fox's direction. "You know."
She'd barely finished when the howling anthropomorph's vigorous rutting abruptly ceased. Zelda gave no reaction as, breathing like a wounded animal, Fox slipped out of her. Neither did she make a remark the moment Link immediately stepped in to take his place. It was perhaps useful to note that at this point in their conversation, a line was beginning to form behind the Princess. Wii Fit Trainer even spotted the two Italian brothers amongst it, and both looked quite irritable.
"I most certainly understand," Zelda spoke, regaining - for the most part - her attention. Wii Fit Trainer couldn't quite ignore the sloppy, wet squelch she heard when Link's hips slapped against the woman's cheeks. "Here," she said, holding out her hand, "pass me your garments."
In the time it took for Wii Fit Trainer's yoga pants to exchange hands, Link's expression shifted from delight to dismay. Then to the most intense, desperate look of focus she had ever seen. Apparently all for naught as the Hylian shouted something incoherent through gritted teeth moments later. Though she probably wouldn't have understood him anyway. Wii Fit Trainer felt she had a better chance deciphering Jigglypuff's peculiar use of its own name to communicate than Link's strangled grunts, gasps and yells.
"One possibility is that you remove portions of your attire equivalent to the areas you wish to expose," Zelda was saying, passing her critical eye over Wii Fit Trainer's yoga pants. "That is the most crude option however, one I do not believe you seek."
She shook her head. "I wouldn't be very comfortable walking around with my bits hanging out, no," Wii Fit Trainer said, as Link did just that, miserably walking away.
"Of course," the Princess said. "It will please you to know, then, that I am a practiced seamstress. There are several acceptable alternatives I can offer. For instance, here is one I made earlier."
Wii Fit Trainer, who had been distracted by the sight of Mario pushing aside his younger brother in a bid to get inside Zelda first, now turned back to the woman - and started in surprise.
"Hey, wait a minute! Where did you get that?"
'That', was a second pair of Wii Fit Trainer's yoga pants. One the woman swore she had misplaced.
"Samus passed it into my care almost two days ago," Zelda then told her, "and asked if I would to be so kind as to make some modest adjustments."
"What adjustments?"
A heavy hand dropped down onto the Princess' shoulder, bending her forwards as she held up the pair of pants. It seemed Luigi had won the argument. By clocking his brother across the chin. Wii Fit Trainer was too incensed to notice.
"Think of it in the manner of a compartment," Zelda said, bouncing bodily off of Luigi's eager strokes. She pointed to the crotch of Wii Fit Trainer's pants, where what looked a lot like a zipped pouch had been added. "It provides not only allows access at your discretion, but will not hinder you in your other daily activities. Sheik tells me they are both comfortable and light while maintaining its flexibility."
"Sheik wore my pants?"
"I was bound to ensure that my work was of an exceptional standard, my dear."
All Wii Fit Trainer could manage in reply was a strained, frustrated whine. At the same time, Mario had picked himself up off the floor and yanked his brother backwards by the shoulder. Simultaneously, a young, wide-eyed boy with a creepy smile was tip-toeing around them towards an unoccupied Zelda. And moments later -
"OKAY, THAT'S ENOUGH!"
A woman's furious voice blasted down the hallway.
Everyone froze. Then turned as one. Samus was marching down the corridor, fists clenched, breasts jiggling, and her narrow eyes burning hot. She stopped in front of them.
"You two. With me. Meeting. Now."
And without another word, Samus stomped off.
There was, however, no mistaking who she was talking to. Zelda sighed and nodded. "Yes, alright."
The Villager didn't speak, but the manner in which he clung onto the Princess' skirts said more than enough. She glanced coldly over her shoulder.
"Unhand me, child."
He shook his head, a quivering little cock poking out of his shorts. Zelda snapped her fingers -
Ziiiiip!
- and the Villager's hands quickly found somewhere else to be. Zelda's attention had already shifted to Wii Fit Trainer, who was stunned for so many reasons she wasn't sure which one had unhinged her jaw and left her mouth hanging open.
"Come along, dear," the Princess said calmly, smoothing down her skirts. "If the look of her countenance was any indication, I do believe Samus has finally reached the end of her tether."
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