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Ah, Verdanturf Town. Though it wasn't as exciting a place as Slateport or Petalburg, just about everyone in Hoenn could agree that it was one of the more peaceful places to live in. There was so much grass covering the ground there that it seemed that there was no such thing as dirt, mud or rock, except for the mountains to the north which Verdanturf was nestled against. In the spring the area was heavily populated with flowers and shrubbery of all kinds, and not to mention berry plants which many wild Pokemon loved to no end. Trees were all around, surrounding the town at every side except for the east and north. But the most important feature of Verdanturf town was the superior airflow and wind pattern which provided the town with the purest air known to man. In fact, this feature was so well-known that whenever one remarks about heading out to get some fresh air, they are always reminded of Verdanturf Town.
Alright, that last bit might be pushing it.
Anyway, the town, as usual, was quiet on a typical Saturday afternoon. The shops were open, the Pokecenter received visitors and patients alike, and all around citizens were enjoying the bright and cheery day. Children were out and about in the town with their friends or parents while other people like tourists and the elderly took to the grand pastures and fields over yonder. It was very peaceful out there as well, and there were plenty of Pokemon to observe or catch if one desired.
In one particular grove, far from the eyes and ears of the common populace, there resided a group of Pokemon belonging to a particular trainer. Two large heavyweights, a Nidoking and a Machoke, were grunting and huffing as they grappled with each other in a form of friendly competition. Being that they were known as powerhouses, it was a good idea to keep training and practicing for whatever battle might approach them. Standing off to the side in his own little world was a Gallade who was either referring the two sparring Pokemon or simply keeping an eye on them to make sure that no trees fell under their weight. He didn't seem too happy to be babysitting these two, but without a trainer present he did what he could to keep the group together. The final member of this four-man-band was a Houndoom, and he was all by his lonesome sprawled out on a sunny rock. The dark/fire type didn't look to happy for some reason, and he kept glancing towards some openings in the grove as if anticipating someone's arrival.
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For many, Vendanturf Town was a place of peace and happiness to escape the harsh world beyond its beautiful flowered borders, and a place that Pokemon and people alike could always bring back their best memories with just one breath of its pure air. ForMignonette, that was especially true.
However, her happiest memories were far from peaceful, but they certainly were eventful; there was no doubt that had her first trainer Pokemon had been with her at the moment once she stepped into the town's boundaries, he would immediately recalled it as well. After all, who could forget the first time they had sex andenjoyedbeyond anything else at that? Forget human men, no one else could or even dared to understand the utter loyalty and prowess that male Pokemon could offer instead. To everyone else, Mignonette was just another ordinary trainer. Perhaps not just a regular trainer, considering that just a glance up her curvy athletic form always drew second (and often hungry) gazes after her, but with only the sight of her ample rear as the last sight of the female trainer, that would be all they could know. No one else would be the wiser about her more intimate attitudes towards her Pokemon...
It was well understood in the world of Pokemon that breeders were exceptionally close with Pokemon, sometimes even more than trainers could ever be. It was necessary, considering that they would always be around said creatures, but for Mignonette, it was something she had grown to utterly trust and devote herself to once she had decided to be a trainer instead. That mindset only proved even more correct once she had given herself to her Houndoom, and thus sealed the deal once and for all.
So the buxom trainer was in a high mood a few hours later once she left civilization behind her, having finished her accustomed shopping and restocking; Mignonette was more than eager to reunite with her beloved boys as she walked the familiar path to the nearby groves of trees removed from the actual town itself. Already, before she even see her team of Pokemon, she could hear them; the low grunts and growls of what could only be Hercules and Caesar, her Machoke and Nidoking respectively.
So when the female trainer finally came in view, she was wearing a knowing smirk on her face, dark grey eyes scanning the clearing and making a quick head count of her team of four; Mignonette was hardly looking to expand it any time, not with satisfaction and the hard work these four did that would be worth forty other Pokemon. All in all, each of them were behaving as usual, but it couldn't be helped that she might have a slight bias towards one of them that she called out to,"Asmodeus, dear."
Her husky melodic voice carried across the sparring as she gave a gentle wave towards the two muscular Pokemon to simply continue. The trainer's other hand was busy unwrapping the light cashmere scarf from around her neck and freeing her torso partly from thetight flower-decorated leotardof the matching stockings with a smooth unzip down the front of her torso past her navel. It was only in the privacy of her Pokemon and the wilderness that Mignonette would even dare such a risque action, exposing herself to them in invitation like this, and she was in aparticularlygood mood as she walked leisurely towards the sunbathing Houndoom. The afternoon sun filtering through the treetops caught the creamy white tone of her skin and only emphasized the tantalizing curves of her bare large breasts the closer she came to Asmodeus.
"Are you playing nice with the others, hm?"she gently cooed at the devilish Pokemon, settling herself down neatly next to him with a loving hand caressing down his sleek fur and then another stroke down his dark orange underbelly. Of course she didn't skip over also running her fingers lightly over his obvious sheath and the large tight black balls, a soft giggle escaping past her smirking lips."I missed you too, my dear Asmodeus,"Mignonette then leaned down to murmur against the Houndoom's neck, one hand still absently stroking his side as her head turned to motion to the other Pokemon on the team to also come over to her. They might as well sit through the show the sparring duo was putting on for them, and she would rather enjoy it with the company of her Pokemon up close against her.
Lancelot was swiftly becoming her closest confidant; the most reasonable of the four when Asmodeus was being moody, Caesar was simply just being a lovable brute as always, and Hercules was too single-minded in showing off his strength. Giving the Gallade the same welcoming warm smile, Mignonette waited before he was in reach before sneaking in a quick kiss against the Pokemon's green helmet and wrapping a lean arm around his waist."They haven't been at it for too long, yes? I'm sure you've been doing a wonderful job keeping them from hurting each other, Lancelot,"she purred lightly in approval, drawing the Pokemon backwards into her lap; conveniently, his red triangular protruding from his back neatly fitted into the trainer's cleavage, letting her breasts press lightly against his back.
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Asmodeus the Houndoom picked his head up and looked over to Mignonette with great interest when he heard her sultry, husky tone in the air. The voice was both soothing and arousing, and despite the Houndoom's best efforts to remain in a bad mood its devilish tail began to wag. Though a difficult and somewhat unruly Pokemon, Asmodeus proved time and time again his worth as a powerful dark/fire type and never failed to protect Mignonette from threats. One would assume that the Houndoom was merely being greedy and overprotective, but it ran deeper than that. He was a loyal dog; as loyal as any other canine Pokemon out there.
Everyone of the four Pokemon gathered about in the grove looked up from their positions and gazed upon Mignonette's form as if she was a legendary, and while both Hercules and Caesar obeyed her gentle wave to keep sparring, even they couldn't help but glance over at her from time to time. Hardly any Pokemon would find a human attractive, but Mignonette was a special case. Eyes were upon her as she unzipped her leotard down to her navel, and soon, gazes ranged from admiration to lecherous once the woman's bare, perfect breasts bounced and breathed in the fresh air. Even Lancelot looked somewhat intrigued, but it was Asmodeus who expressed the most interest in his trainer.
And with a gentle coo and loving hands running down his fur and against his genitals, Asmodeus became putty in Mignonette's hands. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and he began to pant just a little as his tail wagged even more. This was a source of great shame for the proud Houndoom, but he always tried to counter it with the fact that it felt good to be petted by his trainer. Plus, with how brazenly Mignonette was presenting herself to him, Asmodeus had half a mind to assume that she wanted some attention all her own. He let loose a few grumbling growls and continued to be at her mercy even as his arousal grew and grew, and soon, Mignonette's sensual pats would discover his shapely red rocket that seemed all-too-happy to see the trainer.
Either not wanting to be left out or simply following orders, Lancelot the Gallade trotted over to Mignonette.
Though it was a secret to everyone but the most accomplished of Pokemon professors and researchers, Mignonette was one of the lucky few to see a Gallade's form shift to accommodate more intimate situations. The almost comedic hips, shaped like an egg on its side, could not be helped, but the arm blades and red triangular protrusions certainly could. Sensing Mignonette's more sensual, lewd side coming out once again like a troublesome rash, Lancelot sighed and retracted his arm blades into green appendages akin to that of his counterpart's and willed the triangular protrusion away for the time being. The protrusion, Mignonette learned, was to accentuate a Gardevoir or Gallade's psychic/physical stats in battle. It wasn't that Lancelot didn't care for Mignonette's sensual, sultry side. Oh no, he quite enjoyed her displays of affection and blushed whenever she placed a kiss upon his body. It was just that he placed his duty as a protector and confidante higher than that of being Mignonette's personal snuggle toy. But even he couldn't resist his trainer's advances, so he had no choice but to press his back into his trainer's soft and comfortable breasts.
Well now Mignonette had really done it; poor Lancelot was flustered! So much, in fact, that the Gallade was stunned out of moving or properly reacting.
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There was something utterly endearing about the way that Asmodeus reacted around Mignonette; other people might instantly be wary of the canine Pokemon's fierce temper and grouchy personality, but to her, it was simply all part of the Houndoom's charms. After all, she had known him since he was only an adorable little Houndour, and even if she wasn't a breeder, there was more than enough signs to show that he was just as pleased to be with her as she was to be back with him. The human female didn't cease in her petting of her Pokemon's sleek fur, but it never ceased to amaze her just how quicklyexcitedhe could get - even if the devilish Pokemon did all he could to hide it.
However, there was no way he could hide the prominent sight of his red rocket extending out of its black sheath now. With her attention now split between the Gallade on her lap and her other hand stroking the Houndoom's body, it came with a sudden but not unpleasant surprise once Mignonette stroked her hand down his belly again to feel the smooth shaft under her fingers. There was nothing but amusement and a glimmer of her own sensual excitement in her voice as she purred out in response,"You did miss me quite a bit, didn't you, Asmodeus? Good boy~"
Mignonette heeded the soft growls he was giving her with a touch of endearment in her soft smirk, but it was really the panting the Houndoom was making that she wanted to hear more of. The Pokemon was already relaxed, but perhaps she could help him out in his "bad mood" with even more affection. Her eyes might slide back to gazing at the smaller Pokemon on her lap, but her hand didn't stop their mischievous actions for one second; slim fingers were now wrapped firmly around Asmodeus' cock, "petting" him with teasingly slow strokes - whether or not the canine Pokemon wanted to take any further now was simply up to him.
Most of the time, she fluctuated between a protective and a brazen vixen-like personality - usually, more or less both depending on the Pokemon she was interacting with. While she might be boldly stimulating her first partner without another care in the world, her other hand was gently stroking Lancelot's helmet-like head lovingly. Her chin was lightly rested on one of his thin shoulders, and feeling how he was easily accommodating to her touches, Mignonette gave him another warm smile as she snuggled even closer to him. With his back pressed lightly against her large soft breasts, it must be a wonderfully relaxing seat for the Pokemon as the female's other hand was steadily still wrapped around and pumping the Houndoom's member."Feeling comfortable, honey?"The Gallade seemed unusually still and quiet for the moment, which drew a quiet chuckle from the trainer as she snuck another kiss against his green neck, letting her lips linger there briefly as her eyes flickered back to watching the other two sparring Pokemon."You're awfully stiff at the moment, my dear Lancelot... Is everything alright, hm?"
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At the feeling of having Mignonette rub and stroke his cock, Asmodeus the Houndoom let loose a soft whimper and briefly turned into a puppy once again. He wagged his tail like a happy lapdog and laid back with his hind leg raised so Mignonette could get at his member more freely. Though the Houndoom wasn't the biggest fan of these impromptu handjobs, he still loved the attention his trainer was giving him. Then, as soon as a few seconds had passed, Asmodeus regained his usual temperament and growled as if he was going to bite his trainer. But that was merely a ruse; an idle threat. The Houndoom would never hurt his trainer, even if she was deliberately trying to embarrass him, and that was what Asmodeus thought Mignonette was doing. He could not deny, however, that what she was doing was so good he didn't want her to stop.
The dark-type's pants began to grow in tempo and intensity as he felt more and more pleasure radiating from his cock under Mignonette's skillful fingers. The poor thing was torn between lying there and taking it or trying to assert his dominance over his trainer. In the end Asmodeus settled for the latter, though the manner of doing that wasn't his best. He shook off Mignonette's hand away from his now stiff and rigid cock and made a move to stand. From there he would nudge his head against her backside and lick what bits of skin he could find. A canine like him wanted to first check if she too was aroused, and to do that, well, he had to get in close to take a few sniffs.
Seeing as Lancelot was situated in front of Mignonette's lap, Asmodeus resigned himself to sniffing the trainer's rear end from time to time; and all the while being near-oblivious to the idea that his trainer could still be gripping and teasing his slick member.
- The other two members of the team, Hercules and Caesar, caught a few glimpses of what Mignonette was doing to Asmodeus and while Hercules was tempted to muscle his way in there and get some attention himself, Caesar remained blissfully ignorant and oblivious and even managed to land a few hard hits on his partner. This in turn sparked another sparring session, and in turn, the two powerhouses were at it again like rival brothers fighting over some injustice.
Finally, Lancelot. He shivered at his trainer's touch and hunkered down a little as if it was terribly icy. Yes, he was tense at the moment, but it was justified. He had plenty of feelings for Mignonette like the others did, and hell, he had even had sex with Mignonette plenty of times, but the least out of any other Pokemon in Mignonette's party. He was torn between protecting Mignonette and giving into her advances... The poor creature blushed even more at the way her hand stroked his head, and when her lips kissed his neck only to linger and coo knowingly into his ear, well, he figured that he was done for.
Unlike Asmodeus who at this point was eager to partake in some fun times, Lancelot seemed rather ashamed of himself. Mignonette was absolutely right; he was awfullystiffas evidenced by the mushroom-topped member poking out from under the Gallade's hips. The pulsating member continued to grow, shamelessly so, before Lancelot let loose a little grunt and reached out to cover himself up with his hands.
"N-no no, everything's fine Miss Mignonette,"Lancelot grumbled in his flustered state. He unconsciously pressed his back further against Mignonette's luscious breasts and let loose a shiver that seemed brought on by pleasure."I am, though. C-comfortable, I mean."
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With her attention torn between the two beloved Pokemon around her, Mignonette was still able to keep up a steady presence for each of them; her many years of living and working in a busy environment with other Pokemon had given her a fortitude to multi-task most efficiently. It was especially evident when she just had to glance over when her hand was shaken off of the canine Pokemon's slick shaft, and all the trainer did was smirk knowingly and let her hand trail upwards to scratch against that sweet spot behind his horns.
As for the Gallade on her lap, she giggled quietly in delight at the way he seemed so utterlyshystill around her. It was adorable, to be honest, and getting a rise out of the honorable Pokemon was always satisfying in comparison to the other easily receptive males on the team. Mignonette's eyes didn't miss the way the tip of his member was boldly announcing Lancelot's arousal at the moment, and to help him along, her hand now slid down lightly his body to grasp around the Pokemon's pulsing warm shaft."Oh honey, but you're still so tense. Let me help you relax now, hm? Stay seated here,"she murmured quietly against his ear once more, and with a single squeeze to the member, began to loosen herself from around him.
Oh, Asmodeus was hardly forgotten, nor was the bulging erection between his legs, but she had plans for both him and Lancelot at the moment. Once Mignonette had freed herself, the female trainer then moved to stand in front of both of the Pokemon. Another glance towards the sparring duo caught the eye of them, especially Hercules, but another gentle wave was given to the two to continue. For now, it seemed like a shame that if Hercules and Caesar wanted part of the fun, they would have to wait for sloppy seconds with her; however, next time, she promised to herself that they would both have her first then.
Now with her attention back on the Pokemon on the large flat rock, it was with slow and sensual movements that Mignonette began to unbuckle the various straps that held the clothes onto her body; the stockings were separated from her leotard, the buckle that kept the top half of the outfit together around her shoulders, and the various belts around her shapely hourglass figure. She was going to make a show for them and perhaps somewhat for the other two who could watch her from behind, and the trainer was deliberately taking her time to let the Pokemon become even more excited over her. First, her matching boots and stockings were peeled off as she bent over, letting them fully see the full softness of her breasts. Then, as she straightened up again, the top half was slipped off with several teasing wiggles of her body as if the fabric was made of silk. Her breasts were finally freed as the human female gathered the various articles of clothes together, letting them fully ogle the aroused pointed shapes of her nipples, and with one careless slide of her panties off her long lean legs, she was now completely naked.
"This is my thanks to you for watching the others, sir knight,"Mignonette said low and sultrily as she swayed closer with her hips rocking, and once her clothes were placed aside safely, leaned in on her flat palms in front of the Gallade. The trainer remained like this for a few moments before leaning in even closer, letting her breasts press against him again (now completely naked and on his chest instead) as she whispered once more,"And I do love how you call me Miss, Sir Lancelot."There was a teasing smile on her face as she pulled away, only to place another deceptively chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth before gazing over to the Houndoom.
With her position of facing the Gallade, her backside was sticking outwards, the curves of her ass evident in the afternoon sun."I'm all yours now, Asmodeus," Mignonette called out sweetly to the canine Pokemon as her legs spread wide, pushing her bare slit up higher to be seen; the Houndoom could definitely tell that she was more than eager for him to mount her, wetness faintly gleaming in her folds as she bent down even lower along Lancelot's body.
The poor dear was trying to hide it from her, but his shame wasn't needed at the moment as all Mignonette did was tsk gently at the Pokemon and move his hands away with her own to coax the green palms up against the large softness of her breasts. Leaving a warm trail of kisses down the Gallade's body, she could see his sizable hardening member full in sight; the human merely licked her lips as she glanced upwards to its shy owner before taking the mushroom tip into her mouth and sucked hard, letting her tongue lap at the slit to spur the Pokemon on further.
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"Miss Mignonette, w-we really should be-"
We really should be headed off to Mauville City, up north through the mountains, down south to the water, anywhere else but here where you are so enticing right now. This was what Lancelot wanted to say, but despite his best efforts, he lost his voice. He was forgiven of course. Mignonette was simply so divine that whenever she dialed up the charm and became sensual with one of her partners, Lancelot could hardly look away. He stared at her form when it was freed to the elements and focused on the parts he admired the most: her collarbone, thighs, hips, sultry smile and of course, her breasts. It felt sinful to look at her like this way, but if Lancelot's trainer was offering herself up to him like this, then it would be a sin not to participate.
Damned if you do, damned if you don't; and Lancelot was certainly damned to enjoy Mignonette's every word and feature.
Upon her approach Lancelot readjusted his sitting position and allowed Mignonette to grab his hands only to place them upon her breasts. To keep her from lowering herself down to his crotch so soon, he decided it was up to him to convince her that he appreciated her advances despite his reservations. His palms, rough from fighting and labor, grasped the milky white skin of her breasts and began to rub and knead there. He kneaded her skin as if he was a baker, and occasionally his fingers would wind around a sharp nipple to tease and flick it. Out of all the other Pokemon, it was Lancelot who was the most sensual and the most caring, though Caesar was a close second.
Once the gallant knight Pokemon had gotten his fill of Mignonette's wonderful breasts he allowed her to come down upon his twitching member. How he longed to have another kiss from her, one upon his lips now that she had kissed him upon the neck and upon the corner of his lips. His wish would be granted, somewhat, by Mignonette's warm and moist mouth closing around his stiff and pulsating member. At this the Gallade let loose a soft whimper of agonized delight. He was very, very appreciative of this and to show it he dragged his palms up through Mignonette's hair and to the back of her head. Her tongue was teasing him now, and if Mignonette needed any further evidence that she was arousing her second confidante, her tongue would come across the Gallade's precum as it dribbled out in wanton lust.
"Aah... Y-you're- Mhmm, if I may say so... Whenever you do this, I'm like putty in your hands, Miss Mignonette,"Lancelot groaned.
Asmodeus took the opportunity of Mignonette's spread legs in stride and came around to give her all the proper attention a Houndoom could give. His demonic tail wagged about in feverish desire as he sniffed at her bare slit. Oh yes, he could smell and sense her wetness without even needing to see it. Her sweet musk was like a potent, pleasing aroma that excited rather than calmed. For Asmodeus, he pushed his nose in close to those moist folds and got a good whiff before doing something rather strange for his kind. Instead of mounting the woman as usual, Asmodeus took a few more whiffs before unfurling his long, wet tongue and lapping it against Mignonette's silken folds.
He had very little idea where he had learned how to do this. Maybe it was Lancelot who said something in passing, or perhaps it was Mignonette herself who taught Asmodeus how to perform it. Regardless, tasting the sweet nectar of Mignonette's folds was so exciting that Asmodeus could hardly contain himself. He wanted to mount her, but first, he wanted to make sure that Mignonette really washis. More and more did his tongue lap against her naked slit, all in the efforts of making this naked trainer beg for her 'mate's' cock. Asmodeus wanted to hear it; at least his pants, which were punctuated by low growls, seemed to voice that desire.
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Naturally, Mignonette was quite the proud woman; never would she invite any other man besides those of her team to touch her like so, and there was plenty of reasons why. Lancelot knew exactly how to please her, how to excite his trainer even more than she was before until she was practically writhing gently in his skillful fondling of her breasts before she had lowered her head down his cock. Now the Gallade fully deserved to be repaid for his sensual touches, and she was more than eager to do just that as the female felt his hands run against her silky black hair.
She could taste the warm precum on her tongue as Mignonette dragged it against the slit again, milking it once more for its uniquely mild sweet taste before diving down deeper onto the shaft. A soft moan of approval vibrated up her throat, only adding to the stimulation now as her tongue rubbed up against the underside, pressing teasingly against the prominent vein that ran along the length. After a few moments, she found it fine to support herself with one hand and use the other to run along whatever she couldn't fit into her mouth for the time being; specifically, the trainer rolled and gently squeezed the Gallade's tight ballsack, caressing it with the utmost amount of care.
Finally, even though the growing haze of lust that was starting to cloud her mind from the twitching leaking member she was lavishing attention on, Mignonette was still aware enough to feel and hear the Houndoom circling around to her behind. As always, she prepared for the canine Pokemon's heavy but comforting weight on top of her suddenly, but what she didn't expect was to feel a wet hot presence lapping up against her moist slit. That was enough to get another moan of pleasured surprise and a heavy pant onto Lancelot's cock, pulling off just the slightest to catch her breath and turn her head back to see Asmodeus simply enjoying the taste of her aroused sex."Mm, good boy... You're always such a dear, Asmodeus,"she complimented the devilish Pokemon breathily before turning back to kiss down the side of Gallade's shaft and lick off the dribbling precum.
Now Mignonette's sensual moans joined in with Asmodeus' pants and Lancelot's groans; having both of her Pokemon so intimately participating with her at the moment only made the trainer even more eager as she dove down deep onto the Gallade's stiff cock, cheeks hollowed out with every dip of her head. She was almost ready to deep-throat the knightly Pokemon's cock as she could feel the tip brushing against the back of her relaxing throat; her lips would occasionally brush against the base of the shaft, and the female then gazed upwards with mischief and adoration in her eyes. The vibrations of her nearly constant pleasured sounds only emphasized each suck and swallow as the lewd sounds could be heard in tandem with the Houndoom's licking of her now completely soaked and quivering folds. She wasmorethan ready to have him take her now, mate with her as passionately and purposely as only an alpha canine Pokemon could, as evident by how she was teasingly wiggling her hips and lightly pressing her tight slit insistently against his hot mouth.
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The Gallade, Mignonette's confidant, was resting on cloud nine at the moment with his trainer's mouth and tongue working wonders upon his cock. His palms clenched and he did what he could to contain himself, though try as he might, the faintest of curses and praises escaped his mind and replicated themselves within Mignonette's consciousness. She couldhearhis arousal and all that hesaid, and he was begging her for more. Normally so reserved, Lancelot was having trouble keeping his hands to himself. He continued to wind them around Mignonette's hair and urge her closer to take in more and more of his slick, pulsating cock. Unlike Asmodeus, Lancelot was so very easy to tame and control with merely a few sensual words, or even better, the best treatment of his erogenous zones.
"Mhmm! I f-fear that you're too much for me,"Lancelot whimpered."You're going to spark a rise out of me v-very soon, Miss..."
Seeing the hollowed cheeks of his trainer, his mistress, was more than enough to make Lancelot more aroused than ever. If this continued, Mignonette was going to receive a fair amount of his cum!
Pleased with how eager and insistent Mignonette was behaving, Asmodeus decided to call it a day on licking her silken slit. He was ready for her, his stiff red cock pulsing with lust and pure sexual energy. The Houndoom growled and raised himself up to place his comforting orange fur against Mignonette's uncovered, marbled-white back. His front paws rested over her shoulders and pressed down in a show of dominance while his eager cock twitched and prodded at her thighs and ass. Comically, Asmodeus was never quite able to position himself properly at first and whimpered as he tried to right himself.
But in time the very tip of his cock found purchase in Mignonette's wet pussy, and from there Asmodeus let loose a low growl of satisfaction as he sank it inside her. Immediately the Houndoom's tongue was upon the crook of Mignonette's neck as well as his hot, hellish breath. He was more than pleased with being able to mate with his trainer! Once he had gotten a fair distance inside of his trainer, barring the infamous knot, Asmodeus allowed himself to thicken up inside her and began to thrust; slow and deep-like, all for the sole purpose of giving himself pleasure... And of course, to give pleasure to Mignonette!
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It never pleased her more than when she could quite literally hear and feel the satisfaction that her Pokemon were experiencing because of her; it was only a blessing that Lancelot shared such an intimate connection with his trainer that every moan and psychic murmur he stated in her mind aroused Mignonette even more than before. It was true that the Gallade was receiving the most of the stimulation, as it was his cock which was being lavished attention on, but doing such lewd and sensual acts to him gave her a powerful sense of satisfaction to see the honorable Pokemon give himself over so freely.
Luckily, she was also not left unattended, writhing with the unbridled lust and desires built up from both pleasuring Lancelot's cock and being pleasured in turn by Asmodeus' tongue. The trainer's hips were briefly held still as she felt the Houndoom's heavy weight finally climb on top of her, drawing another wanton moan from the female as she dipped her head down low onto the Gallade's shaft. Normally, Mignonette was quite patient; however, just as eagerly as she could feel the canine Pokemon's slick tip poking and pressing against her thighs, so she was also just as impatient to finally feel her first Pokemon and partner mate with her again. Luckily, it didn't take long, and the lusty that she gave out was probably loud enough that the other two Pokemon of her team could also hear it once she felt the pulsating slick cock slide into her wet folds.
Asmodeus was thick as always, eliciting a shuddering pleased sigh from the female human to feel the aggressive Houndoom claim her once again. With each of his powerful thrusts, it spurred Mignonette on even further, sucking up and down the throbbing cock in her mouth tightly in time with each push of the Pokemon inside of her. She was milking both, Lancelot's whimpers making the trainer now wrap her hand around what she couldn't have in her mouth at once as her inner walls were squeezing and coaxing for the canine Pokemon to press in deeper and deeper, push his bulging knot in. Her muffled vocalized moans and cries joined the lewd sounds of moist flesh smacking together and the slurping sounds of her mouth around the Gallade's shaft to help him along to his climax, and it was obvious she wanted more and more; harder even, by how her cries became louder and louder -faster, Asmodeus!
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Asmodeus was quickly picking up the slack where it counted. He loved his trainer, yes, but he always had the typical canine instinct of asserting his dominance over her. This meant more than enough growls and pants, and especially a lot of force! The Houndoom's canine hips slapped against Mignonette's rear end in a state of constant ecstasy while his slick and bulbous cock slid through her tight opening with little grace and much brutism. Though the canine lacked the opposable thumbs or hands necessary for giving Mignonette's figure the proper attention it so deserved, Asmodeus made up for it with his sinfully-soft orange underbelly that continued to rub and nuzzle her back as if he was giving her a sensual massage instead of a rigorous fucking. Only the best for Mignonette, after all.
As if he could completely understand Mignonette's plight and cries, Asmodeus began to step up his game to match and overtake her lewd cries. His hips carried him faster and tighter against the woman before all of his meaty length slid inside, and with it, the bulging knot Mignonette seemed to love so much. The pulsating bulge slipped past her outer walls and scraped so delightfully well against the twitching walls of her pussy before being pulled out for another romp. Asmodeus's tongue lolled in great joy and he panted more and more as his thrusts now included his knot as well. It was heaven; nice, slick and smooth at first and then a treasure trove of pleasure in the form of a knot at the end, as if that was a reward for Mignonette taking as much of Asmodeus as she could.
Her cries wouldn't go unnoticed. The odds of a wild Pokemon hearing the woman were great out here, and she shouldn't be too surprised to see a few Zigzagoons mulling about with curious looks on their faces. But they wouldn't dare come any closer from the bushes where they watched, for Caesar and Hercules were finished sparring and were now eagerly looking on. Hercules stared in a mix of entertainment and jealousy before the first one overrode the second while Caesar, as much of an oaf as he was, was content to sit down and simply be happy that Mignonette was happy. A furtive glance over in their direction would reveal that they were very much aroused, and they weren't hiding it.
"Th-they'll want to see to you as well,"Lancelot murmured. He twitched and began to writhe against Mignonette's sucking as time passed."Haa! Miss Mignonette! I need to-"
But the Gallade could do nothing to resist his trainer, and neither could he prolong the inevitable. Her mouth was so sweet and sticky around his cock while her tongue and fingers caressed every little part that mattered. It was as if Arceus himself had designed this human trainer! In time Lancelot grunted and had little time to decide where to shoot, so, in the premise of saving time and energy, his hands darted to the back of her head and held her steady as his cock twitched, pulsed and finally blew up within her mouth. Hot and sticky streams of thick cum gushed out of the Gallade's member and into Mignonette's mouth without any commentary by the embarrassed Lancelot!
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The way that the Houndoom took her was certainly most animalistic and rough, but that wasexactlyMignonette wanted it from the canine Pokemon! After all, it was how Asmodeus expressed his love and affection to her, and she couldn't have expected any more than having the alpha Pokemon thrust all of his love and adoration into her, enough to make the trainer's eyes start to roll back from the sheer bliss of being mated as such. Compare that with the way the warm fur of his underbelly was rubbing and pressing against her back and it only made it more wonderfully pleasurable; no hard scales nor rough hide to hurt her, and only the powerful strength of his hips pushing the knot in and out of her tight pussy. A normal Pokemon, and a female Houndoom at that, wouldn't have been able to let the Pokemon's bulging knot slide in and out so wonderfully, yet for both of them, it was more than pleasurable.
With each thrust, the knot would pushhardagainst her g-spot as if it was designed perfectly for that exact reason of making the trainer gasp and cry out with pleasure in each thrust, letting her large breasts swing heavily with each rock of her body. However, her mouth was still occupied with Lancelot's also twitching cock, muffled moans as she vaguely realized that he was about to blow... And the Gallade did, flooding her mouth with his deliciously thick and warm cum that she was more than happy to swallow down. Mignonette had grown accustomed to loving the taste of her Pokemon's seed, and the Gallade's was especially unique in that it had a more lighter and sweeter property than most - almost like delightful candy as she swallowed it down and greedily licked the still twitching cock clean.
Finally, she pulled her mouth off of Lancelot's shaft, still licking her lips and now fully able to pant and express her growing pleasure even louder than before. Every thrust Asmodeus slammed into her quivering clenching walls was driving her closer and closer to orgasm, but Mignonette was still coherent enough to hear the Gallade's murmur about her other two Pokemon. The trainer was far from exhausted, and even with the lingering mild aftertaste of the seed in her mouth, she was ready for more - if they would take the opportunity of her now freed mouth, panting and moaning wantonly."Mm, mmm! Ah- Ah, Herc-Hercules! Caesar! Come!"she cried out for them, dark grey eyes opening just slightly in her pleasure to turn towards the two obviously also aroused Pokemon before they closed again, back arching under the Houndoom's excited mating.
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After his sweet release Lancelot felt as if there was nothing more he could do for Mignonette at the moment. While she had been giving him one of the most sensual blowjobs he ever had, he came to the realization that giving her his body for her to enjoy was one of the best things he could do for her. His pleasure came second to her release, or at least, that was what the Gallade believed. Asmodeus believed the exact opposite. For the Houndoom, his pleasure was all that mattered, though he would be lying if he tried to convince Mignonete that her pleasure wasn't that important. The canine pounded away at his trainer's delightfully wet entrance and made sure that she received plenty of his husky breath over her neck.
"Hah... Asmodeus says he's... Well, he's very pleased with you, Miss Mignon- No I will not tell her exactly what you said! Yes, she feels nice, yes, but keep those specific thoughts to yourself, Asmodeus."
Seeing as he was finished for the time being- at least, Lancelot believed so- Lancelot removed himself from Mignonette and sat back to tend to his limp and sulied member. Occassionally he would translate something for Mignonette from Asmodeus, but it wasn't anything she hadn't heard before. The travels had worn the Houndoom's temper down quite a bit over the past few months and that led to a few compliments more than usual. But as if to balance that out, there would be assertive, dominant statements meant to degrade Mignonette as a mere mate. To Asmodeus' chagrin and pride, Lancelot oh-so-kindly refused to translate those statements.
More and more did Asmodeus' pulsing girth sink into Mignonette's plush folds, and with each thrust there came the added weight of his great and all-powerful knot. How on earth Mignonette got used to it let alone loved it was up for debate, but then again, who could blame her? The hot and twitchy bulge sometimes threatened to remain burried inside of Mignonette, and as time passed this became more frequent. It seemed that Asmodeus was soon to reach his limit, and he was cursing himself in his canine tongue when he realized that his trainer, this mere mate, could last far, far longer. Not wanting to be outdone, the Houndoom growled deep and redoubled his efforts to give her the pounding she deserved.
As for Caesar and Hercules, they waddled over to Mignonette as she was being taken by Asmodeus, though they didn't look at her with any disgust or shame. This was their trainer, and they adored her no matter how she acted or how depraved and lewd she was. Their errections were quite apparent, and they twitched here and there as if they couldn't maintain their girth for too long without tearing a whole through time and space. But there they stood looking perplexed, for they wondered what on earth they could do for Mignonette!
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Even if they were all enjoying the most basic and animalistic of acts, Mignonette would always be grateful that she could still communicate with Lancelot on a higher level; the Gallade was quite intelligent and vocal, and having him lending his voice to state what the other Pokemon on her team was saying was always helpful. So when the satisfied Pokemon pulled away, murmuring to her what she could feel panting and dominating over her at the moment, all it did was make the trainer smirk and laugh breathily in both amusement and pleasure. Oh, she could definitely feel it with how Asmodeus was pounding even harder and faster into her, each thrust nudging her farther and farther over the edge to a climax, but it was reassuring to hear him share the same feelings that she was expressing - how far would it be if she was utterly enjoying the experience and the Houndoom wasn't? Of course, she knew that the aggressive alpha canine Pokemon saw her both as his mate and his trainer, equaling out the two opposing considerations about her, but even if she would never say it to him, therewasa part of her that absolutely enjoyed to be degraded and held tightly in his strong grip and snapping hips at the moment.
It seemed that Asmodeus was holding out longer than usual, but then again, their fucking had always been rough and quick unlike the slow and sensual sessions with Lancelot that could last for hours on end. But with this new and pleasant surprise of his cock continuing to frantically breed with her, it was just enough to push Mignonette up to orgasm; her near-constant cries and moaning now increased in volume as the trainer felt that familiar warmth expand in her lower half, and like a crashing wave, she came! There was a sultry moan of the Houndoom's name as her wet inner walls clenched around him with a flood of her own sweet female cum, trying to instinctively milk the Pokemon for his seed as her body shuddered and back arched even more. She simply couldn't think, gasping and feeling as if she was drowning in the utter bliss that continued with each thrust that buried the canine's knot deep inside of her."Ah, ah- As-Asmodeus! Yes, mm- Oh, that's good, please- Dear, please-"she was begging almost incoherently, the constant pounding just robbing the female of her normally silky smooth words into wanton moans and cries,"I want- Please, oh- Come for me! Asmodeus! Ah, ah-!"
Hazily, as the orgasm slowly subsided, still leaving her with a powerful content feeling and an electrifyingly sensitive body, Mignonette could sense her other two Pokemon nearby. Their straining erections were never more desirable than now to the trainer as she was rocked back and forth continuously by the Houndoom's eager thrusts, and they quite certainly deserved the attention too. Licking her lips again, she reached out for the Machoke's belt, bringing him in to be seated where Lancelot was just a few hot moments was before bringing her head down to mouth and suck him teasingly through the fabric of his underwear with sultry broken moans. The female could definitely smell his musky attractive odor, leaving her head spinning as she gazed up at Hercules with a slightly dazed look."Let me- Ah- Hercules, I want to pleasure you as well. Let me drink your hot seed,"she moaned out against where the prominent mushroom head of the Pokemon's impressive cock was before turning her head slightly to gasp and motion for Caesar to also come closer,"Cae-Caesar, mm, love, touch me- please, oh Caesar..."
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Indeed, Asmodeus was lasting longer than he usually did! But could Mignonette really blame him? After all, the poor Houndoom had been without sexual release for quite some time. How long has it been... Days? A wek? My my, it felt like centuries! Joking aside, it was true. Asmodeus's hips were remaining strong even as the threat of Mignonette's orgasm drew ever closer. Time and time again his impressive girth pistoned within her hot and silken folds as if it was clockwork, as if it was meant to be. His pants echoed his thrusts and growls, and soon, even he would approach a blistering hot climax.
Once Mignonette's climax was underway, Asmodeus put his all into the final stretch. Her pussy was so tight it gripped his cock like a form-fitting sheath! The Houndoom could barely contain himself even as his most sensitive knot plopped in and out of Mignonette's divine entrance. In and out, in and out it went, sowing pleasure and reaping it by the second! When his trainer clenched so tight around him and her inner walls pulsated and rubbed against his canine cock, Asmodeus thought of it as a challenge. He plowed his way through her wonderful orgasm, his cock lathered up by her feminine cum, and didn't stop until she was finished. Though he missed his cue, it was a relief that the great Houndoom came later rather than never at all.
As if rewarding Mignonette for cumming, Asmodeus buried himself as deep as he could within her wet folds and unleashed a steady torrent of sticky, milky-white cum inside her. It sloshed about within the young woman's folds as if it was supposed to belong there, and it would fill her with such a lovely, warm feeling akin to that of sitting in front of a fireplace for some time, or of ingesting something that would soothe the soul. The last bit wouldn't be all true, however, as such thick cum would probably arouse! Once he was finished emptying the contents of his balls within Mignonette, the unruly Houndoom, now tamed once again, pulled out and retreated some distance away to recover, pant, and lick his own genitalia like a good boy.
This in turn opened up the fun for Hercules and Caesar who had been very, very patient up until then. The Machoke was amused by how eager his trainer was to suck him, even through the fabric of his underwear (which we will never question why he wears or why a Pokemon evolves into them). The proud Hercules 'allowed' Mignonette to do as she pleased for a moment, but when she motioned for Caesar to come about the Machoke too the opportunity to pull down his underwear and reveal his impressive member for Mignonette. It was big; bigger than anything Lancelot could provide, though it paled in comparison to Caesar's. The only thing Hercules had going for him that made him 'better' than Caesar was that he knew how to please a female well, or at least, that was what Hercules so arrogantly thought.
With his thick and meaty shaft standing tall and erect before Mignonette, Hercules was eager for her to begin pleasing him, for her to drink all that he had to offer her. She just needed to get started, that's all.
As for Caesar, the bumbling oaf of a Nidoking, he was all too happy to carry out Mignonette's desires. His large purple appendages, though ending in sharp claws, were surprisingly delicate as always when they fell upon Mignonette's rump, back and thighs. Caesar never wanted to hurt his trainer; in fact he was arguably the most gentle Pokemon in Mignonette's party, and that was ironic considering his name. But in spite of this gentleness, Caesar loved to mate with Mignonette and enjoyed being close and intimate with her, as was proven when a rounded 'finger' nuzzled and rubbed in and around Mignonette's soiled slit.
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Back when Mignonette had just started her Pokemon journey and discovered the wonderful feeling of being mated with Asmodeus, he had been knotted with her - several times at that too. But now, after knowing and loving each other's body for so long, the bulbous throbbing knot was mainly only for the purpose of pleasuring the trainer, but that didn't mean that she could still feel its hot and heavy girth fucking her with only the eager intensity that a canine Pokemon could give. So riding the tails of her orgasm and clenching around the pulsating shaft, it was to her utter delight that he finally came. She could feel the warm flood of his cum shooting inside of her womb, the precious seed that would have been worth thousands had she still been a Breeder. But no, he wanted to mate withheronly, not some random female Pokemon who hardly deserved such a magnificent Houndoom's attention, and that made even more of a blissful sigh escape the female as she smiled and felt him empty himself inside of her - kept inside by the knot that threatened to push her over into another orgasm before he pulled out.
With the new duo occupying her attention, Mignonette hardly had enough time to coo and pant out her appreciation and thanks to the retreating and satisfied Houndoom. Already, knowing that their trainer was still more than hungry for more cock, she was also delighted to see Hercules expose his massive throbbing member to her, making the female lick her lips once again. Now Asmodeus' milky thick seed was starting to drip from her pliant box, a warm dripping trickle that only spoke to the male's virility and made her moan again at the lewd feeling of such. But now, she could resist the even more human-like cock in front of her and like as she did to Lancelot, greedily suckled and cleaned off the Machoke's red mushroom tip for his dribbling pre-cum. Unlike the Gallade's light sweet taste though, his was powerfully masculine and heady; it was enough to make her already moan to taste the salty flavor of it as she descended down the side of his veiny shaft with a long sensual lick of her tongue.
Peppering adoring kisses up the straining veins around his thick cock and even daring to lewdly nuzzle her cheek against his thick girth, Mignonette couldn't wait to also taste even more of Hercules' cum - probably the most "filling" of all of her team's Pokemon. Lancelot's was only the "appetizer," but it was truly the Machoke's seed that was the "main course." Power was the key for the muscular Pokemon, and after having deep-throated the Gallade's cock, the trainer was properly warmed up for this Pokemon's too. Lowering her head down, she once again hollowed her cheeks out and began bobbing enough to go down most of the meaty length, tongue actively seeking and tasting any more of his leaking precum before swallowing it down as hungrily as ever. Her hands were necessary now; body balanced on her elbows as she wrapped a slender hand around what she couldn't fill into her mouth and another fondling his large swollen balls playfully.
Caesar's gentle groping of her lower half also helped, and she couldn't help a muffled squeal when she felt the Nidoking's blunted finger tease and press into her wet and dripping folds - both from her own cum and Asmodeus'. Of course, the large plated purple Pokemon would arouse and play with her even more, which was having its desired effect as she was already panting and wiggling her curvaceous hips at him. He was the one who could bring even more bliss than most any other Pokemon could (of course, Mignonette would never admit this to Asmodeus, considering how hurt the Houndoom would be) with thatmassiveridged cock of his, and with so much liquid still inside of her stretched pussy, she wanted his cock as vocalized by her whimpering increasing cries around Hercules' throbbing length - very, very soon!
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Hercules, as proud as ever, felt a surge of satisfaction when Mignonette lewdly caressed his dick with her cheek. It looked so cute that it tugged at Hercules' heartstrings! Having his dick be caressed with such love and care, no, to have it be worshiped like that... It really made this arrogant Machoke feel special and irreplaceable. And when Mignonette kissed and licked his shaft before taking him into her moist mouth, well, that was heaven once again. The muscular beast of a Pokemon patted her head like she was an affectionate pet and gently ground his hips against her sucking movements. The pleasure she was giving him was quite commendable, and as time passed and the sounds of her lewd sucking filled the air, Hercules soon desired more from her.
He 'spoke' in soft grunts and low purrs from the back of his throat as he played with strands of her hair. Mignonette didn't need Lancelot to know that Hercules was praising her; listing the things he liked and loved about her. And of course, when his grunts became rather husky, Mignonette would realize that he was now describing how great her tongue and mouth felt against him.
Though exhausted and content, Asmodeus and Lancelot sat upon the flat rock together and watched Mignonette do what she did best. They didn't see what she was doing as disgraceful; they simply looked at her with adoration playing in their eyes. It wasn't hard to see why. A Pokemon adored their trainer near-unconditionally, and one might say that a Pokemon was far more loyal than a human confidant.
For Caesar, he was still content with groping, rubbing and touching every bit of perfect, milky-white skin he could find. His smooth, clawed hands roamed around Mignonette's buttocks and continued to tease around her slit. Sometimes the Nidoking would grow bold and delve inside of her wet and dripping folds with his blunted fingers, though it seemed that he was simply being curious as always. His hot and husky breath wafted into those dripping folds and delighted in every little quiver they enticed. Soon, after having his fingers roam everywhere and his hands mark out a fine place to rest, Caesar huddled close to Mignonette's rear and propped his massive, ridged cock against her ample buttcheeks.
"Oh dear,"Lancelot mumbled."Here he comes..."
Without any further delay, Caesar positioned his girth at Mignonette's silken, soiled folds and pushed inside. He was gentle of course, but with how slow he was going, well, that only accentuated his ridges. Inch by inch his cock sank into Mignonette, and when it got a fair distance inside (not to excess, for Caesar was so concerned with not hurting his trainer) Caesar let out a low rumbling growl of pleasure and satisfaction. He rested his hands on Mignonette's ass and gently rolled his hips to allow her to get comfortable with him inside her.
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Of course Mignonette prided herself highly on how she pleasured her Pokemon, and even though by now, it was obvious that she had figured out what and how each of her team enjoyed their various acts and styles, none of it diminished just how satisfying it was to still hear their sounds of approval every time. Especially Hercules as he was and to feel his hips pressing up against her mouth, it only spurred the trainer on more and more - all towards the final end goal to milk him into his climax and for to be able to feel his thick spill into her mouth. She was now fully feeling his throbbing length press against the back of her throat each time she sunk down onto his meaty shaft to kiss around his base, and the female's eyes were closed as she willed herself to relax through the many times of practice she had with him, just the way the Machoke loved it.
As if it wasn't hot enough to be pleasuring such a beast of a Pokemon with her mouth, Caesar's sensual touching was igniting the fire in her body once more with every press of his fingers onto her skin. Granted, it didn't take long for Mignonette to feel aroused once more with how prepared and willing she was, but the Nidoking's teasing was certainly appreciated with the various muffled moans and cries vibrated against Hercules' cock that the rest of the team could also hear from the female. So she hardly needed the warning that Lancelot gave her once the trainer could feel the pulsating ridged cock finally sink into her dripping box, but it was enough to briefly stun her with its sheermassiveness.
Perhaps another female might have ran away screaming and gasping at such a Pokemon's cock, but for Mignonette, it was almost like a crowning achievement of her that she could take the Nidoking's aptly considered "kingly" girth as it stretched out her inner walls, ridging scraping up another wonderful tingling shiver as he pressed in slowly - and teasingly as she saw it too. It was so mindboggling that the trainer had to pull off of Machoke's member for a moment, gasping and giving soft incoherent whimpers and cries as her body became used to the massive length inside of her. It was averygood thing that Asmodeus had his turn before Caesar or else perhaps she might have not felt the same pleasure after having such a cock likethisnow.
"A-Ah- Caesar, dear- You can- More, more,"Mignonette urged him on in short breathy pants against the base of Hercules' veiny cock, slightly rocking her hips backwards against the Nidoking's to let him slidemoreof his cock into her. Then the trainer slid her half-open and slick mouth back over the mushroom tip and sunk back down onto the Machoke's length to continue on even more eagerly now with evenlouderlewd sounds - absolutely determined to taste his warm seed and have him come before she did once again!
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Both Asmodeus and Lancelot looked on in morbid fascination as Mignonette not only took Caesar's big, ridged cock, but she actually enjoyed it to the point where it looked like she was going to immediately orgasm! The two had seen Caesar in action like this before, but every time they saw it, it was as if they were looking at it for the first time in over a year. The Nidoking was as massive as he was sensual, and he proved it when Mignonette rocked her hips back against the stiff member in an attempt to shove more inside her. Caesar rolled his hips and gave them a bit of motion as if he was jostling something small into place, and for someone like Mignonette, every little twitch and tug would feel wonderful and unlike anything else. Not even Hercules could compare to Caesar, though to tell him that would be... disastrous!
Hearing Mignonette's silky sweet moaning sparked something primal within the Nidoking, and despite his best efforts to resist, he had no choice but to give in and give his trainer what she wanted. With a happy grunt the Nidoking pulled back his hips and thrust into her pulsing, wanting pussy. That alone enticed a coo of rapture from the back of the Nidoking's throat, and if Mignonette was observant still, she wouldfeelhis cock pulsate and thicken up just a tiny bit more in appreciation. From there on forth, Caesar was both gentle and rough. His blunt 'fingers' gripped Mignonette's hips and pulled her back against his ridged cock while his hips shot forward in grand attempts to bury himself as deep as he could get within Mignonette. His self-control usually stopped himself from reaching her cervix, though this wasn't always the case, so Mignonette would be either pleased or alarmed when the thick, bulbous tip pressed against it.
"Niiiidooo...! Kiiiiiing....!" Caesar's grunts and cries sounded much too carefree for a Pokemon currently rutting a trainer, but that was the beauty to such a lovable oaf!
As for Hercules, he looked on at Caesar and no longer gave him a jealous/envious look. Instead he was giving the Nidoking the same look one male would give to another when they were having the time of their lives together. He would have bumped fists with the great oaf, but with the way Mignonette was sucking hard on his dick, well, it was hard to even fathom it. The Machoke clenched his fists and held on tight to Mignonette's hair before gripping both sides of her head. From there he would pull her head down at times to practically face-fuck her. His grunts grew deeper and harder before the warm embrace of Mignonette's mouth became too much for him.
With a low growl Hercules jabbed his cock down Mignonette's throat and expelled a great deal of hot and sticky semen down the passageway. He figured that his trainer would have a tough time breathing, so he tried to make his release quick. Unfortunately for him, Hercules pulled out just as the last string of cum shot out. The hot substance would land right smack-dab in the middle of Mignonette's face and get over her cheeks in a messy fashion. Alarmed and exhausted from seeing such a thing, Hercules raised his big hands up and held them away from Mignonette's face. The heavy blush on the Machoke's cheeks only showed that he was incredibly flustered about this; even apologetic!
"Oops..."
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Between the tandem of these two strong Pokemon, Mignonette was glad that she had Asmodeus and Lancelot to have "warmed her up" as persay. It wasn't that neither of them was lacking in any department, but compare them to the way Hercules and Caesar handled her, and the trainer doubted that she would even have enough energy to keep up for a second round afterwards! She didn't even need to necessarily move herself; the strength of the Nidoking with each thrust of his hips pressed her forward to push the Machoke's cock down into his mouth, and then she went the other way - swaying back and forth in a see-saw of pleasurable bliss as if her life meant nothing before being filled with such girthy massive cocks in each hole.
Whatever ache she had was drowned out then between the way that they handled her; Mignonette could barely eventhinkat all. She moaned without abandon or a care in the world, knowing that the lewd sounds she made drove her Pokemon even more wild, as if the wet slapping sounds of scales and skin hitting skin wasn't enough. Especially whenever the Nidoking nudged his massive length deep inside of her, it was like a burst of mind-numbing shock each time; she would blank out, reduced to instinctively clenching around him in a useless (but pleasurable) effort to keep Caesar's length inside of her before he would pull out to thrust again. She didn't want it to end, didn't want this utter madness of constant pounding pleasure to stop, but even the great Hercules met his end to make the grand finale all that much more better for all of them.
While the trainer wasn't necessarily choking around his cock, the constant fight to breathe made her throat tense up around his pulsating length that was continuously streaming even more creamy liquid to fill her up. Mignonette didn't mind it, not at all; if anything, having her face nestled against the musky skin of the Machoke's groin with his shaft stretching out her lips only made her even more excited, adding even more fuel to the blazing fire of desire that burned inside of her. But her orgasm was not at its peak yet, still climbing as with one powerful thrust of Caesar's hips behind her, finally Hercules' thick cum erupted into her mouth! That was exactly what she had wanted, and the louder muffled moan that came from her squirming body impaled on the Nidoking's member was evident of her pleasure. The streak of warm semen that was spread onto her face was even more like an extra treat for her; as soon as her mouth was freed of the heavy length, the female was laughing in blissful glee, shamelessly licking her lips and whatever dripping cum that remained on his softening length.
"Oh- Oh, my dear Hercules,"she panted out, her heavy breasts rocking with each thrust of Caesar; she was trying her best to reassure the Machoke that she enjoyed the extra burst on her face like this! He should never be ashamed of doing such a fun and unexpected finish, as evident by the wide smile on her white-stained lips,"N-Next time- I want to- Ooh, Caesar! Please- Enjoy your seed more like that- All over me-"Hopefully, he understood the gist of what she was saying because by this rate, Mignonette was quickly losing her coherency to the edge of the building pressure that the Nidoking was rapidly pushing her towards; by this rate, the trainer was going to orgasm even before him!
That was exactly what happened; between Hercules' hot seed filling her mouth and splashing onto her face to the constant pounding of Caesar's unrelenting hips, there was only so long that Mignonette could hold out on. So the wave crashed almost unexpected, forcing the trainer to let out a shaky cry amid all the breathy moans as her body clamped tightly around the Nidoking's bulbous cock with a flood of liquid that mixed into the warm sloshing mess dripping out between her legs, intent on quickly milking the virile Pokemon of his hot cum to add to it as well!
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Even though Hercules was still thoroughly embarrassed- and how could he not when he was the proud showboater- the sight of his beautiful trainer enjoying his warm, thick cum upon her face made him feel at ease. The Machoke soon guffawed and reached out to pet his master upon her head, even deciding to run his thick fingers through her lovely locks of hair. With Mignonette licking her lips, cooing and mewling, even leaning in to lick and suckle at Hercules' cock, the big lug never felt better. He didn't even mind not getting to experience that heavenly body's complete package- after all, Hercules had had plenty of time with Mignonette in the past to the point where it seemed like he was competing with Asmodeus. Arrogant as he was, Hercules knew better than to get in the way of the favored fire-type! And besides, it was Caesar's turn to have fun!
The big, lumbering Nidoking was nothing but overjoyed at the pleasure seeping through its system. Caesar grunted, cooed and continued to have the time of his life even as his eyes zeroed in on Mignonette's expressions and body language. As slow as he was, he cared to know what she was feeling- and if he had any pride, he surely would have bellowed in victory when he saw that the buxom woman was eagerly bucking her hips against his own. In and out his thick, ridged cock went; sinking in with the most delightfully lewd of sounds beforesschlitting out like a well-lubricated piston of unparalleled potential. He was a battering ram to Mignonette's wonderful pussy, and if he felt like it Caesar could easily break through that pesky cervix and lay claim to her sensitive womb.
Ah, but Caesar, again, was just a big, lovable oaf! He wouldn't dare hurt Mignonette- yet that didn't mean he didn't want to see her cringe and twitch as her body accommodated his own. With a wave of his clawed hand Caesar turned Mignonette about so that she was angled on her side with her leg held high, even as she shook and convulsed from her powerful orgasm. This was it: the final stretch! Caesar grinned wide enough to show off those pearly whites as he put all his effort into pleasing Mignonette. Nearly fifteen seconds of rough, passionate thrusting later and Caesar was down for the count. He gripped her leg and buried himself tight against Mignonette's hips as his fat cock bellowed out thick streams of hot, milky-white cum. The other pokemon could hear it splattering against Mignonette's inner walls as Caesar kept going until the slickness inside his beloved trainer was washed over by what he had to give her.
And when it was all over, the giant Nidoking pulled out and collapsed to his knees just so he could loom over Mignonette's form with a big stupid grin on his face. Taking the initiative, Asmodeus, Lancelot and even Hercules swarmed around the spent woman to treat her like the loving, loyal pokemon they were. Asmodeus in particular trotted over and licked Mignonette's cheek as his tail began to wag- showing that he was beyond pleased with how things had gone and that he was curious to see what would happen next!
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As if orgasming wasn't enough of a pleasurable sensation, the fact that she had such enduring strong partners only made everything Mignonette was experiencing at the moment magnified by multiple times! Her body was so tenderly sensitive, having already came before and feeling Asmodeus pound her through to the end before he came, and to have it now repeated with Caesar but in an even greater and thicker scale... What more could a woman ask for from her Pokemon than this? Not only were they powerful in battle, but they were the same in sex - unrivaled and completely unmatched by anything or anyone else! So it only felt fitting to let the Nidoking empty his massive balls into her pliant womb, her body eagerly taking the entire thick creamy load that never seemed to end, not until it began to ooze out from around the Pokemon's girthy shaft and onto the ground. The massive creature always gave more than he ever asked for, and out of all of her team, the gentle brute deserved whatever he could have from her - as much as he wanted of her body.
As she laid there spent and blissful on the ground with mixed seeds of so many virile males leaking out between her legs and stained on her face, Mignonette was never happier. It was true that money couldn't buy happiness, but having well-endowed and strong Pokemon to mate with was certainly enough for this female trainer! Not to mention, the love and care they returned to her was all this buxom trainer could ask for, and had there not been even more Pokemon to catch and experience, she would have been content to spend the rest of her days with her four precious boys forever.
"Oh, I love all of you, dears... Mm, thank you so much for your hard work and dedication to me..."
As idyllic as Vendanturf Town was for Mignonette and her team, there was little else besides peace and boredom to be found in the beautiful place of paradise. It was time to move on, to find new challenges, and of course, more Pokemon! There were two choices that the trainer deliberated over with Lancelot; Mauville City and Rustboro City. Either one offered the resources a small town couldn't offer, and after much contemplation, it was decided that they would try Rustboro City first.
The only way through to the grey hued city was that of the Rusturf Tunnel, a formerly halted expanded passageway that still remained relatively devoid of trainers and full of wild Pokemon. Mignonette had no worries about using the cave system though; the Pokemon were small and weak, not worthy of her attention, and even if they did try to stop her, a can of Max Repel was more than enough to ensure a safe trip. So she entered the dimly lit underground without a fear the next day, a confident sensuality to her movements; the buxom trainer was so ensured of her safety that all of her Pokemon were resting in their Pokeballs, and she strolled oblivious to any stronger Pokemon who had laid claim to the caves since her last trip through it...
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While Mauville was the best place in the Hoenn region to pick up batteries, devices and other electronics, not to mention electric pokemon, Rustboro was an older, more established town with plenty of shopping centers, the Trainer's School, all kinds of exotic events and most importantly the HQ of Devon Corp., the largest and most powerful of all the corporations in Hoenn. If one needed the most cutting-edge piece of technology, Devon Corp. had it. Rustboro was also home to the first gym in the traditional trainer's journey; specializing in rock-types and chic clothing, if Roxanne was anything to go by. And yet, to get to Rustboro from Verdanturf one had to- yes, you guessed it- travel through that long Rusturf tunnel with naught but the sun's rays piercing the tunnel's high ceiling to light the way. For a skilled trainer like Mignonette, it wouldn't be a problem at all.
Like she remembered from before, Mignonette wouldn't encounter anything that would halt her progress within the tunnel. Geodudes rolled out of sight or played the part of inert rocks when the trainer passed while Whismurs looked up at Mignonette with great interest and confusion. Typically most wild pokemon fled from the sight of humans, but some were able to sense that particular humans were friends of their kind and thus were not easily startled or driven away. The adorable mauve balls of joy poked their heads out from behind rocks and debris to watch Mignonette as she went past; some even waved to her or chirped in greeting, but none of them would allow her to get too close. They were wild for a reason, after all.
It seemed that Mignonette's travels through the tunnel would be very uneventful... At least until she heard the low growl of a very rare, very powerful pokemon nearby. Frightened, all wild pokemon near Mignonette scrambled for cover and fled the area before the owner of said growl appeared.
A gust of wind and a big dark shadow falling over Mignonette would announce the arrival of a new, powerful and fearsome Pokemon. If she looked up she would notice a large blue dragon-type circling about the rocky main atrium of Rusturf Tunnel as if it owned the place. A Salamence from the looks of it; and one that didn't belong there. They were rare- hardly any of them made their roosts or lairs upon Hoenn's mainland. After swooping about and scaring off enough Zubats to put a Max Repel to shame the Salamence sniffed and snorted at the air until its draconic eyes dialed in on Mignonette down below.
Like the great beast it was the Salamence swooped over and fell to the ground on all fours with a great thump. It then advanced through the dust and debris that were kicked up to charge at Mignonette... Only to stop a fair distance from her. It lowered its head and let loose a low, rumbling growl as power radiated off its form. Now closer, it became apparent that the Salamence was a little smaller than others of its kind, yet it was still as intimidating as any other... And it was bigger than Caesar could ever hope to be! Clearly this was a very territorial male, but what it wanted from Mignonette was anyone's guess.
From that aggressive stance to the way the Salamence's eyes were narrowed in slits, perhaps it wanted a fight? Did it want Mignonette to turn back and leave immediately? Maybe it was like some kind of highwayman in that it hoped to get something good out of the woman? Mignonette would have to take a guess on this one!
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Mignonette would have never figured that on this uneventful day, she would have encountered anything out of the ordinary, and especially not a Salamence! While she hadn't traveled all over Hoenn yet, the trainer was more than certain that encountering one in the wild was both a rare and startling moment, yet... Here she was, eyes wide at the magnificent creature as it landed heavily in front of her. Immediately, her mind was already trying to decipher what the Pokemon was communicating through its body language; she was always first and foremost a breeder, and when the female trainer had simply been caring for Pokemon, it was crucial for her to understand what they wanted. With some like Asmodeus, it was all too-clear what his desires were with her, and that was the beginning of their beautiful (and adoring) relationship that led to now! But this Salamence? She had to exercise as much caution as possible with such a wild aggressive creature.
"Hello, darling,"she cooed out soothingly, taking the pragmatic route of lowering herself down to the ground in order to make herself seem less of a threat to him. Yes, it was a him; a glimpse of the thick bulbous member underneath the white lined underbelly made it all too obvious, and at that, Mignonette couldn't help a smile from curving over her red lips. A male would be much more easier to deal with than a female, especially if she appealed to his most basic instincts that all males desired. But would he be interested in a human female? It had taken a fair amount of seduction to coax Lancelot to indulge in his primal needs, and while he was the true exception, it had taken all sorts of ways to have her team be so willing to mate with her like this now."I'm not here to hurt you, my dear. See?"she continued to murmur, keeping her voice pleasantly low and quiet enough that the massive Pokemon would have to come closer to hear her clearly as slim fingers beckoned becomingly for him to approach her."If you come here, I'll help you to feel such happiness as you've never felt before. I can promise you that."
She was also now seated somewhat seductively; Mignonette was leaning forward, her flower-patterned skin-tight leotard already half-unzipped down her round peeking breasts at the Salamence. While the female trainer was not truly aroused yet, if she could coax the Pokemon closer, that could change very quickly and also be more than apparent to the massive beast himself that she was willing to mate with him. The realization then set in as she gasped, almost forgetting a long-spoken piece of advice to her; male dragon-types always tend to find dark caves and lairs to roost in when they were in search for a mate... Could this be the reason why he was seemingly so territorial and aggressive? She wouldn't know unless he came closer to her, as she was still seated there, smiling warmly and completely submissively at him.
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Ah! So Mignonette had hit the proverbial nail right on the head! The advice given to her was spot-on; this Salamence was indeed in search of a mate! Like most dragon-types it aspired to roost inside the darkest, rockiest caves and scare off all other Pokemon in the vicinity before it thrashed about in an attempt to draw out a female. Female dragons just loved the growling and yipping, the callous disregard for other fellow Pokemon in search of a new lair and the sheer power that a potential mate could offer. Indeed, a Salamence like this one had to be a bonafide badass in a spacious lair before it had even a Snorunt's chance in hell at attracting a mate. But this particular Salamence had chosen a poor place for its roost, and given the somewhat hunched 'posture' along with what looked to be a fresh scar along the creature's neck, it appeared that whatever lair it wanted to claim before had been occupied, and thus it paid the price for being an interloper.
But like most males, this Salamence was stubborn enough to seek a lair and another chance elsewhere, even if that meant chasing off those damned Zubats and Whismurs. So far it wasn't faring well... Until Mignonette came along.
When the woman cooed and lowered herself to the ground the Salamence put a stop to its own advances and regarded her with curiosity. Being a wild Pokemon, this Salamence had seen very little of humankind, and while it had half a mind to drive this strange woman away, seeing her seated before itself- or rather, himself- in such a seductive position tugged at his heartstrings and forbade him from doing any harm to her. Honor compelled him to not attack a foe that was no threat to him, so the Salamence settled on idle glaring, low growling and, for the most part, little twists and turns of his head as he examined the woman before him. A Salamence like him would have no interest in Mignonette's body, yet the way she was sitting... the way her skin was showing so much... it elicited a primal desire from deep within his core.
"Sala... Sala... m-mence?"
Soon the curiosity within this Salamence took hold and was upgraded to genuine interest, yet when the realization that this human- this lithesome, buxom creature- wanted to mate with him kicked in, the creature recoiled in shock and embarrassment. He lifted his head up and away from Mignonette as if turning his nose up at a dish of food, yet even as he tried his best to ignore her, his body was growing restless and eager for some action. The thick, bulbous member hiding underneath the dragon's body like a Remoraid to a Sharpedo twitched and throbbed before the very tip poked out from his vulnerable underbelly. The Salamence let loose a low grumble of disgust, more so at himself than at Mignonette, and soon found himself trudging forward just a little more.
Just enough so that he was now nose to nose with Mignonette, and from there he would begin to sniff her all over- starting at her hair and face, trailing down to her torso where those peachy orbs were barely poking out, and then ending near her crotch. This Salamence was too curious for his own good... And just as Mignonette thought, he was looking for a mate. Another low growl escaped the dragon's throat before it was certain that this female was interested in her. Without another sound the great creature stood there within arm's reach of Mignonette; eagerness prevalent in his eyes for whatever the woman had planned for him.
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This Salamence was an unusual one; it actually had not taken that long for him to approach her, but perhaps that was in part to his desire to find a mate. Was Mignonette not a viable candidate? Obviously, it would be impossible for her as a human to bear him any eggs or babies, but what she could give him was not only her body but also the most care that a Pokemon could ask for, or in this case, more than any wild Pokemon could ever dream of. So to see such a powerful and dangerous creature shuffle forward with a certain wary care, she was extremely cautious not to do anything which could scare him away. First, she didn't rise or even move from her position besides small actions in his plain sight; her hand still beckoning for him to come closer like an irresistible lure and the gentle curve of her red full lips.
"It's okay, darling. I won't hurt you,"the female trainer continued to reassure him, waiting until the Salamence was within arm's reach before she even dared to lift her hand higher to place feather-light touches upon his blue scaled neck. The Salamence was comfortingly warm, certainly different than any of her own Pokemon, and everything about him was a different experience altogether. Hopefully, this would only be the start of exploring his body while letting him make his way along her own; as his head trailed south to between her legs, so were her own hands running down his smooth draconic body soothingly. Already, this was amazing progress; to have a wild Pokemon allow Mignonette to approach and touch him so freely... But she had a good deal of caution still and dared not to touch the male's sleek member - just yet.
Instead, Mignonette would let him test and taste the sweetness and warmth that he would receive from her, exhibiting to the Salamence what a willing mate she was. Unlike female dragon types, she didn't even need him to go through the fuss of battle to win her affections - she already wanted his!"Poor dear, I'm sorry that you had to go through all these troubles for nothing! It's not fair for such a handsome and strong Pokemon like yourself to have no mate yet,"she cooed out, pouting as gentle fingers traced along the scar on his neck while her other hand moved back to her own body to sensually unzip the rest of the leotard and expose her milky-white skin even more for him. Unlike her previous encounter with her own Pokemon, this was no time to scrap her smooth flawless skin on the rough ground; instead, all they needed was for her to expose her desire for him, presenting it welcomingly for the Pokemon with her spreading legs.
So as the leotard parted between her legs, the wet glint of her folds could be seen; Mignonette wasted no time to move closer, letting her large soft breasts with its perky nipples hang generously in front of the Salamence's eyes."You don't need to go through any more hardship, darling. I can be your mate, and I promise you can have me as much as you want,"she continued to murmur, one finger delicately running against her moist slit to bring it up appetizingly for the Pokemon to sniff and lick with a warm inviting smile."See? No more troubles, no more pain. Just you and me to breed right now~"
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From the way the Salamence was being so cautious to the way Mignonette was speaking- cooing and purring-, it seemed that she had the advantage here. She was the skilled seductress, the experienced sexual partner! After plenty of time spent with her four lovely boys, anyone would think that she had all the power in the world when it came to situations like this. But be that as it was, Mignonette was but a twig compared to the might of a Salamence. As the idea of taking this lithe, buxom human as his mate finally clocked in the Salamence let loose another low, rumbling growl and pushed his head closer towards Mignonette's own, finally giving into her desires... and his own. After all, hewas looking for a mate- he just didn't specify for himself what kind of mate!
By Arceus, the Salamence shivered in delight and intrigue when the woman promised to be his mate and to be there for him whenever he desired. Not only that, with that leotard parted between her legs enough to show off that enticing alabaster skin and slick womanhood the Salamence had no doubt in his mind that this woman wasn't just yanking his chain. Oh yes, she really wanted to breed, to mate with him! As if the switch inside Salamence's mind had been flicked, the creature took a few deep breaths and sniffs of Mignonette's delightful scent before letting a hot, thick and wet tongue drop from its maw to land upon the woman's shoulders. Drawing even closer the tongue traveled up Mignonette's neck like a stalking Seviper, almost as if this was the Salamence's version of an intimate kiss. There weren't any opposable thumbs to work with, but he made do.
As the Salamence licked and slurped at Mignonette's neck and his hot breath washed over her form the buxom young woman would soon noticed that his thick, throbbing member was now fully unsheathed. It hung from the dragon's body and swayed back and forth like a gentle pendulum while occasionally brushing against Mignonette's leg. Sure, the Salamence wanted to get to the good stuff right away as much as any other domineering male, but with instinct and that wonderful male intuition guiding his actions, his first wanted to make sure that Mignonette could handle him. Once the dragon was satisfied with how the woman's neck, cheeks and lips tasted he descended down her body and nipped at her breasts for a moment before plunging his head between her legs...
And simultaneously sticking his hot, wet tongue down between Mignonette's moist folds to test the waters!~
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Her efforts had easily paid off, and now, Mignonette could barely suppress a gleeful smile at how rare it would be to indulge in an interaction with such a powerful yet rare Pokmon like this Salamence was. So many trainers would leap at the chance to catch one, but as a Breeder in addition to being a Trainer herself, she was more than well-aware that most people's ways of handling their Pokmon was... Saddening, as if they were nothing but mindless beasts! Her own boys had clearly proven that otherwise, and even in the short time she had spent with this particular Dragon type, it was clear that all he needed was a caring mate to lavish love and attention onto him - as well as a willing warm body to breed in, which she wanted more than anything! The way he leaned in, all aggression transforming into curiosity and interest, was the best she could hope for, as obvious by how she continued to coax him in further.
"Ooh, that's perfect, my dear... You are quite a magnificent and magnanimous Pokmon, a mate that anyone or any other Pokmon should be envious of,"Mignonette purred out, stroking not only his ego but now being confident enough that with his tongue being like a warm wet embrace, she was too free to explore onto his body too. Her hands had already massaged and gently pressed against his crest and neck, but now they dared to slide down as his exploration moved upwards. She eagerly leaned into his "touches," encouraging him with her own delicate kisses where ever she could, but the greatest thing she could provide was how her hands went for the prize; his nearly monstrous shaft of a cock, one that could even hurt Caesar's feelings. The trainer handled it carefully as if it was a treasure, because to her, it was truly a priceless piece that had to be loved after. She hardly hesitated to let him know such, singing her praise in soft sighs of pleasure at how electrifying his slurping tongue was against her already sensitive smooth skin,"Goodness! You truly do live up to being a dragon... I must thank you for choosing me as your mate, in fact. How gracious for a Pokmon of your caliber and strength to give such- oh my- attention to someone like me?"She had gasped when the Salamence nipped at her round inviting breasts, but even more so once he dipped his head further.
At this, the trainer has truly moaned in pure delight, her hands that had been teasingly stroking into the shallow dips of the thick draconic shaft even pausing briefly. After all, the best example she could put to how completely overwhelming the Salamence's tongue felt lapping and wiggling inside of her womanhood was Asmodeus', and in all honesty, not even the canine's thinner tongue could fill her this way. It was as if the dragon Pokmon was preparing her for the massive trunk of a cock he was equipped with, and for that, she was grateful! Mignonette certainly didn't need Lancelot's translations at this point, and the intimacy she was sharing with this powerful Pokmon only made it that much more special."Mm... Do you like what you're tasting, my dear? It's good, isn't it? Tight as well?"she breathlessly cooed out among gasps, still reaching underneath him to now sweep both of her hands from the thickest part of the base where they could barely wrap around to the tapered tip, more than happy to let her fingers be covered in the smooth warm pre-cum."And it would feel that much more better when you're inside of me and- Ah!"
Whatever Mignonette was trying to say was then cut out again by how the Salamence's hungry tongue had intentionally or not pressed against her g-spot, immediately making the trainer clench around him approvingly and tug at his cock to stroke him further. She was encouraging him to know that spot was her favorite, alreadyteachinghim even to one day rival her other boys; she was already that guaranteed that he would follow her after having promised her body to him."Already a master, I see? Such a skilled... Mm, Salamence deserves an equally mighty name... That of the titans..."the trainer continued to moan out with her mind quick on the draw for inspiration, now letting her hips gyrate and grind against his muzzle, encouraging him further until he had his fill of her warm wetness,"Would Typhon befit you, my dear? How would you like for me to address you like that?
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Not many Pokemon could understand much of what humans had to say. They could make out simple to complex commands and were capable of so much more like deciphering conversations and drifting towards familiar voices, but when it came to intimate, intelligent conversations they had problems. Luckily plenty of Pokemon were highly intelligent to circumvent this, but if they weren't, it was no trouble. All Pokemon had the innate ability that was common sense, and they used that to read a human's face, their tone, their emotions and much more. They were actually very clever- cleverer than researchers gave them credit for. As such, while the Salamence didn't completely understand what Mignonette was babbling on about, he did know that he was being praised and even worshiped by the woman beneath him. Nevermind the ego boost; the Salamence knew full well that he was in charge here, but just hearing the woman cement that fact filled him with great pride.
Yes, yes! While the Salamence was nevertheless grateful for the chance to take any mate, especially someone as buxom and as eager as Mignonette, he wanted her- no, needed her to believe that it was a tremendous honor to be bred by him. He purred in arrogant glee as his tongue made the woman moan and writhe about. Even more moans came about when he stuck his tongue even deeper as if it was a second, flexible cock coated in slime, or better yet, a slender-yet-thick tentacle. He grunted and growled at Mignonette all the while he pleasured her. At first he wasn't too keen on having his rock-hard pinkish cock be played with in her warm hands, but when she pressed into the shallow dips and even came close to his sensitive balls he just had to reconsider. From that point on it was as if the two were in a great rhythm that would have been a sin to break up.
Alas, while the feeling of the trainer's delightfully sweet walls press against his tongue was enough to make the powerful creature jitter and rumble, Typhon was itching to breed with Mignonette at that point. He allowed Mignonette a half a minute longer to bathe in the sensations of her g-spot being licked and flicked about before sliding his tongue out from her soiled folds. He grumbled and guffawed as he rubbed his snout against those wet folds- breathing in and out with all the passion of a fine connoisseur- before his head dipped about to fix the woman with his crimson eyes.
Another grunt and a low, rumbling growl, but one that had some humor attached to it. It was clear that he very much enjoyed the name 'Typhon', and how it sounded coming from those luscious lips of Mignonette's.
Turning around a full 180 degrees Typhon was now aligned with Mignonette's body in such a way that his long, hungry cock was rubbing up against her alabaster stomach. Lubrication glimmered off the shaft and was slathered against Mignonette's skin as the cock shifted back and forth- pulsing with raw energy all the while. Typhon rocked his hips here and there to position his cock in just the right place and, once he felt the kiss of his tip meeting Mignonette's pillowy folds, he held there for a moment. Not just a few seconds, no... Nearly half a minute the dragon would remain there, teasing Mignonette, showing her that she washis mate, that he was in power here, that his cock would only be given to her if she begged.
Ah, but fortunately Mignonette had already proved herself, so once Typhon was satisfied with his position he pushed his hips forward and in went that long, slick cock of his. Two inches, four inches, six... nine inches... Just under a full foot of Typhon slipped into Mignonette's pussy and rooted there as the powerful dragon-type growled in delight. He even dipped his head and went back to licking at Mignonette's neck, though it was clear that soon he would be interested in claiming more of her body. Once the shock of impalement wore off, Typhon would then shoot Mignonette a lustful look as he dragged his hips side to side, up and down, in and out in short but thorough spurts of energy.
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Mignonette would have been more than ecstatic into just let the dragon Pokmon have his way with her womanhood, allowing the exploring tongue to map out every fold and crevasse that he could lap up - if there wasn't already something even better waiting, literally in her hands! The smooth and almost silky liquid that now coated the lengthy pillar of throbbing flesh was certainly a new sensation the trainer had felt up close. Even in her breeding days, Salamences were never turned over for a ranch to take care of, and she had only read of such wonderful warm lubricant. It was honestly a delight, one that she took full advantage of to let her fingers press easily against the most sensitive parts of the cock; no matter how unique or different each one was, they all had the same relative structure and erogenous zones, cooing and moaning in delight all the while they were pleasuring each other.
The withdrawal of the now named Typhon left a cold waft in his absence, forcing a gentle pout to appear on Mignonette's lips before she could justunderstandwhat they both wanted next. Sitting slightly to be braced up more against the semi-rocky ground, her eyes were practically fixated on the gently swinging rod that she had momentarily been lavishing attention on. How much different would he feel? Every one of her boys excited a different sensation, and with his length even outstripping Caesar of his leading rank (not that he would mind, that bumbling cutie), could he even fit? There was only one way to find out, and as he shuffled closer, she gasped in delight and surprise with how his cock spurted and left a trail of warm pre-cum on her stomach - a gift already!
However, once she realized that he was trying to slot himself inside of her, Mignonette was more than pleased to aid him; her hips lifted, more lewd moans and encouraging words purred to the Salamence the closer he got to her waiting wetness. She was impatient! Impatient enough that as soon as he teased the pointed tip against her hot folds, the trainer gasped and eagerly ground her hips as much as she could against the slick length - until she realized he was teasing her in return! Her eyes widened, another breathless whine leaving her plush lips as she stared up at Typhon with the most neediest and cock-hungry gaze, hands grasping for the Pokmon's shoulders and neck just to hold on,"Please- Oh please, Typhon! Mate with me- I want to be your mate! Oh, oh yes!"
And then,finally, he pushed in, the generous slick of his shaft making the entire thrust not only smooth but quick. Before she could take more than a gasp, Mignonette was feeling already filled; it had been so sudden, so easy that she was rendered speechless, reduced to nothing but a moaning and writhing mate underneath him! They were lucky that the Rustboro Tunnel was so little-used; had anyone come across this compromising situation, she wouldn't have even cared! All that mattered right now the slippery slide of Typhon's cock laying claim inside of her, a far stretch fro how overwhelming Caesar's massive shaft could be, but still enough to take her breath away and even dominate over the other Pokemon's."Mm... Oh yes, like that, Typhon! You... You're so big, so powerful! Oh-"The trainer continued to compliment him with not only her words, but how her well-used and experienced pussy clenched around him in sporadic intervals, inviting him in even deeper than he already was.
For how satisfied she felt with his length twitching and burying itselfalmostto the gates of her womb, she could still see that a bit of his cock peeking out from between her slightly bent legs. Why should Typhon be holding himself back if he were to mate her like such? Then again, Mignonette was a greedy, greedy trainer who might just meet her match with this Salamence!"Deeper, Typhon! More! Oh please, more!"she could only moan out incoherently like the brazen vixen she was, instinctively leaning and squirming her body more into the touch of his tongue. At least she still had the mind to arch her body to give the Pokmon even further access to her currently uncovered and unloved succulent breasts, just waiting for more attention from that wonderful tongue of his!
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Being so engrossed in his own superiority over his mate, Typhon chose to delay how grateful and wonderful he felt when he first slid into Mignonette. There had been others before her, mostly disappointing sessions with other females who didn't stroke his ego well enough or those who weren't into it as much as he liked, but Mignonette was something completely different. Her pussy, though thoroughly used and experienced, somehow felt to Typhon as if it was her first time; even his first time. She was so tight and constrictive that even the Salamence's natural lubrication was having just a little difficulty making things go smoothly. But Typhon didn't mind; in fact he was overjoyed to be with such an experienced mate, and one who was begging and moaning for his cock. Patience, patience! Typhon figured it would do no good to blow his draconic load inside Mignonette right out of the starting gates, even if she wasdivine beyond compare.
Huffing and snorting from the exertion, Typhon regarded Mignonette's pleading words with great satisfaction. So, she wanted him even more, eh? Typhon had restrained himself at first just so that he wouldn't break the woman in the first stroke, but if she was so insistent, who was he to deny her? With a powerful thrust Typhon buried a few more inches of his long, slick cock deeper into Mignonette's form. The lewdschliiicht of the quick action seemed to echo throughout Rustboro Tunnel, but not quite as much as the draconic hiss of pleasure that seeped from Typhon's gaping maw. Ah, so it was clear that he was enjoying Mignonette just as much as she was enjoying him! Not one to keep a good mate waiting, Typhon started to up the ante by increasing the rhythm; bumping his hips down into Mignonette's own as his cock slid back and forth through her delicious sanctum. He wasn't going to stop anytime soon, not while Mignonette's moans and praises sounded so heavenly to his ears!
But Typhon wasn't too greedy to ignore the woman's own desires! His feverish licks were only so potent on her neck and cheeks, and with her body squirming about, Typhon had half a mind to explore elsewhere. It took a bit of a stretch, but with the Salamence's flexible, serpentine neck he was able to bring his maw down upon those neglected, pearly-white orbs jutting out from Mignonette's chest. Now these were things that Typhon had never seen before, let alone experienced, yet he knew deep down in his soul that Mignonette would adore being licked there. Still humping her with aplomb, Typhon rubbed a stiff nipple with his snout before parting ever so much to bite and gnaw. Wedged between two powerful halves that could easily bite through iron, the nipple would be tweezed, teased, twisted and molested with all the skill of an overzealous lover. Typhon would repeat the process with the other nipple before eventually pressing his snout into the valley between Mignonette's succulent breasts.
Whether because of the dragon's natural affinity for fire or the heat of the moment, Mignonette would feel very, very warm, and yet very comfortable as well. The feeling was akin to being wrapped in a blanket hot out of the dryer, and while that was heavenly on its own, Typhon added a slimy, passionate tongue to the mix by lapping at the sides of the sultry woman's breasts. It seemed that he rather liked those delectable plush pillows!
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While it was very true that Mignonette was certainly stretched from all of the other males she had been with, she had also gained ample experience and skill from being with so many different types of all sizes and girth; the wonderful sensation that Typhon was feeling of her walls squeezing tight around him like as if she was a virgin was an acquired secret, one that she wielded to its fullest potential. And what an experience it was for both of them! Not only was it pleasurable for the Salamence to be so securely sheathed like this as if he belonged in her hot folds, as he should, but the simple act of having so spontaneously offered herself to a wild Pokemon this way was one of the most appealing parts for her. In such a public place, where anyone could walk in at any moment not realizing a thing, to having such a virile and eager male pound away at her like this; it was a dream come true as usual! So she was more than happy to reward the dragon-type for how eagerly he responded to her lewd moans and whimpers, further clenching around him until every thrust was sliding her slightly on the ground as if she was a hot sleeve meant just for him! Just the simple motions of doing so ground his smooth yet rock hard shaft against her g-spot, eliciting even louder breathless gasps and yelps from the buxom trainer.
Then, the heightened sensation of that sinful tongue dipping and slithering about her body struck another chord of pleasure within Mignonette as soon as he had latched onto her stiff perky nipples. After all, they were there for him to play and explore with, and it would only be a waste if Typhon didn't. What a clever Salamence he was; while she trusted him not to abuse his dominant position right now and hurt her, to have him go so far as to play with her breasts as if he was a master at it made her gasp again in surprise, arching her back greedily even further into his otherwise dangerous maw. She surrendered her entire body for his amusement, supple body pliantly encouraging the tongue to run over her smooth alabaster skin with cooing encouragements, praising not only the flexible member but also the lengthy one impaling her between her legs. The peaks of sensation shot electrifying jolts of pleasure through her spine, joining what his cock was doing in filling her, and quicker than the usual she had with the others, she thought she could already feel an orgasm coming! Perhaps it was the fact that this was the first time she had ever mated with a dragon-type, clearly underestimating his prowess in satisfying a female, but she indeed did want to give herself over to him!
"O-Oh, oh, Typhon-! I think- I need to come! You-You're just so much!"Mignonette mewled brokenly underneath him between gulps of air to even breathe, thinking at least clearly enough through her lusty haze that the Salamence was nowhere near done yet, but she could feel the crest of the climatic wave already approaching. She could only hope that he would interpret that as a sign of just how amazing the experience was, and the fun was far from over yet! For no matter how tightly she was clenching periodically around his smooth shaft, when she finally orgasmed... Well, it was best to just let him experience it himself! It was the combination of a particularly deep thrust that not only rutted deep into her g-spot but also battered the gates to her womb, but also another Salamence kiss against her hyper sensitive nipples that finally tipped the trainer over the edge.
She hid none of it; the way she cried his name out in bliss, tilting her head back to press more of her body into his scaled form, and of course, how her walls just clamped around his like a snug vice. It wouldn't hurt, not with how throbbing hard his cock was already, but it would surpass any other sensation that ever enveloped the lengthy member in pure pleasure. As if to encourage and ease him further, her own juices began to leak around him while Mignonette was in the throes of the climax as her eyes were half-opened, a dazed smile beaming warmly at him for how powerful his performance was to elicit such a response from her so quickly! And with how his thrusts were still going, still rubbing indiscriminately against her most sensitive spot within those velvety walls, she could already feel another orgasm approaching even as this one wasn't quite finished yet."I'm really... The luckiest girl alive... To be your mate, aren't I, dear?"
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Roaring his own name between hot and shaky breaths, the Salamence rode through Mignonette's blissful orgasm with an incredible amount of willpower, though it wasn't to say that a small trickle of slick, syrupy precum didn't just happen to leak out from that impressive shaft of his. It provided just a pinch of liquid fire and a hint of what was soon to come! Panting and cooing, Typhon allowed himself- and Mignonette- a brief moment for recollection before easing his hips back into the swing of things.
If Typhon could speak a human's language, he would have scoffed at Mignonette's statement yet agreed wholeheartedly. The sensation of his long shaft kissing the entrance to Mignonette's womb was so wonderful, and something so foreign to the Salamence that he was concentrating so heavily on keeping things going without ending it all. How long had it been already? Four minutes, seven, ten? In all honesty Typhon couldn't keep count, and that wasn't just because he was bad at math. Oh no, it was so hard to keep one's mind collected when the feeling of Mignonette's pussy- so tight and pulsing ever so lewdly; slick with such erotic fluids- was so overwhelming! Typhon desired more of this intoxicating feeling from the way his hips slammed against Mignonette's own with enough force to rock her body back and forth, possibly hard enough to bruise the skin on her back with how uncomfortable the rocks were beneath her, and yet with every rabid, lust-fueled thrust Typhon was pulling the woman back with a nudge of his front legs or a strong grasp on her shoulder courtesy of his powerful maw.
It was rough sex- primal and uncoordinated, but the pleasure was raw and undiluted!
Once it became clear that Mignonette wouldn't be able to last as long as the two of them desired- it was their first rodeo together, after all- Typhon sought to take things up a notch by doing two things in sequence. First, he removed his blue and white-tinted head from Mignonette's supple breasts and dragged it up against her neck until his jagged teeth were right at her ear. His skin, that draconic, scaley hide, wasn't as rough and as course as it was sleek and rubbery, and oh-so aerodynamic. It would have felt very interesting on Mignonette's hot, sweaty and sensitive skin! So close to the woman's lips and still hammering away at her velvety folds, Typhon decided to show this mate of his just what he thought of her. Sure she was gulping in air between her mewls and moans, but surely she could breathe through her nose for this part, thought the Salamence. And so, without even asking for permission of any sort, Typhon let his thick, slick tongue slither out and wedge itself between Mignonette's lips. And it didn't stop there; it delved deeper past her teeth until it met with the woman's own slick tongue where it quickly wrapped around it and began to squirm about in a Salamence's rendition of a hot, passionate and sloppy Kalosian kiss.
The second thing Typhon would do- and this was only after a few minutes of idle kissing and sensational slotting- would be to soon break away from Mignonette's lips and rise up into a firm, powerful stance. It might have been jarring for the woman at first to have that warm, powerful aura suddenly leave her, but just as quickly as it left her it came back in greater force by Typhon's rough manipulation. Using a combination of its front feet, head and crimson wings Typhon would flip Mignonette over onto her hands and knees whilst still remaining balls-deep inside of her, still pounding hard against her cervix as usual. The corkscrew motion of her pussy churning around his cock started a reaction that couldn't be stopped. Overcome by the feeling and roaring in primal desire, Typhon pressed his sleek form back down upon Mignonette's body and ground his hips heavily into her ass as if he was trying his hardest to leave some impression of himself there. Hungry, powerful thrusts would bury his cock deeper and deeper still, all the while sliding against those sinfully slick and abused walls of Mignonette's pussy. Soon, however, all good things had to come to an end...!
And what an end it was! With one last push Typhon hitched his cock right up against Mignonette's cervix in such a way that the only escape for the rushing onslaught of thick, syrupy cum was within the confines of her pulsing core- her womb. Shuddering, growling and convulsing, Typhon held Mignonette still as he emptied months upon years of built-up cum inside of her. There was honestly so much of the thick stuff that it would have been impossible for Mignonette to hold it all. The white syrup, smelling heavily of exotic fruit, would ooze out from where Typhon's cock and Mignonette's pussy were conjoined only to seep down onto the rocky floor beneath them both. Oh, by Arceus, Typhon wished that he could pump even more of his essence inside his new mate, but he was only mortal. Once he was finished emptying the contents of his virile balls inside of her, Typhon slowly slid out from the woman and loomed over her with a curious look in his eyes; one that also held traces of concern.
After all, if Mignonette was his mate now, Typhon wanted to make sure that she was fit to go for seconds sometime in the future! He would lean down and lick her face like an affectionate puppy in the meantime...
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The unrelenting thrusts of the Salamence was practically everything Mignonette could want now! Well, of course, she had greater ambitions in the long run; the trainer would conquer more gyms for their badges, interact with even more seemingly dangerous Pokemon, and then conquer the Elite Four. But for now, all that really mattered was being plowed and mated by Typhon, her instincts giving into his with that persistent need to be bred! Even if she had already came once, she was more than willing to come not only again, but as many times as she could to satisfy this mighty dragon-type! No matter how uncomfortable the situation was, it was completely overriden by the blur and haze of bliss that she was floating on, body so pliant and supple to his touch (or more correctly, nuzzle) that whatever he enacted on her was accepted - almost greedily by this point.
The feel of his draconic hide was, indeed, something interesting - nothing painful, but it elicited quite wonderful and new sensations as it occasionally stuck and then at other times, slid like silk against her now damp warm skin. For a reptile like Typhon, having a hot-blooded and easily excitable mate like Mignonette must be the best he could, but the greatest sensation that she already had the privilege of experiencing was his tongue... And here it came again, this time for her mouth instead! Sadly, with her other Pokemon, kissing usually just wasn't an option, or when it was, strangely awkward due to the mismatched muzzles and mouths. But with the Salamence and his flexible tongue, having it be slithering into her moaning mouth instantly cut off the cooing compliments that she was pouring out to him - to much surprised pleasure, one that she quickly adapted to by wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him in closer!"Mm, Typhon, what a wonderful- Mmph!"After all, she wasn't really saying anything that was much of substance, and now, it was just better to concentrate wholly on the dual sensations that was being hammered into her from between her legs and then the insistent kissing up ahead. If anything, it just made things that much more intimate and hotter, knowing that this seemingly wild Pokemon did know some manners of romance and endearments on hand even without talking!
The wet passionate kiss the trainer shared with the Pokemon thoroughly stole her attention for a while, enough that her mind was blanked out in the midst of the pleasure - quelling the orgasm that had been ever so steadily creeping up the entire time. But it reared back just as quickly as the Salamence did, leaving Mignonette gasping and flushed like any defiled virgin, or wise vixen in this case, with an ecstatic smile on her flushed lips. But then, the real ride was just about to start as she barely had time to coordinate herself with his greater strength, being jostled from the hard ground to now facing it, barely catching herself on her hands and knees. However, the feeling that was elicited from turning on his cock was something she had never felt before, or at least, not to this degree of magnitude. Instead of just occasionally brushing against her sweet spot, it felt completely as if Typhon was intentionally now barreling down with all of his strength into pounding her with another orgasm! So it was inevitable; the trainer was breathlessly mewling and practically screaming as she squirmed on his shaft, now more insistently than ever, clenching and rolling her hips in tandem with his jerking draconic ones.
However, that was only the first one to come - quite literally! With Typhon's tip nestled up right against the end of her folds, it sparked another explosion of pleasure right on time with the Salamence's release; only if they were compatible to make eggs together, no doubt that this would be a very fertile clutch he could give her! The warm gushing feeling of his cum shooting deep into her was enough for Mignonette to then clutch her abdomen affectionately, almost tenderly as she shuddered in the throes of another orgasm, trying to keep as much of his now dripping juices from her entrance as possible. Draconic cum always had special properties, far more than that of any other Pokemon, and once again, her eye as a Breeder knew that Salamence cum would have fetched quite a high price! But no, it was for her, all for her, and as her mind finally cleared up enough to the point of understanding again, she managed to turn back over in order to sit and purr gracious compliments to him.
"Now, since you have been so gracious to treat me this way as your mate, dear,"Mignonette began to breathlessly pant out, hands still affectionately running against the Salamence's head and neck from where she could reach,"Would you like to come with me? I can show you so much of the world, and of course..."Now the trainer had a sly smirk appear on her reddened lips, leaning in to kiss him and even try to draw Typhon into another sloppy wonderful kiss. Only when they parted did she still lean in, letting him have full view and access to her uncovered breasts in her defiled state,"All the opportunities to mate with me again! As much as you desire, my dear Typhon~"
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It would have been foolish for Mignonette to be modest at this point. She had such a profound impact on male Pokemon, so much in fact that even when she was down and out or soiled with cum she had a Pokemon's heart in the palm of her hands. Case in point, when she sat up to purr and run her hands along Typhon's head and neck despite shining from sweat and defiled with his cum, the Salamence was focused on nothing else but her. This was a keeper, a mate that he needed to protect from others. Nobody else deserved Mignonette in Typhon's eyes, so he was going to do everything that was within his power to keep her as his and his alone. Naturally, this mindset would be nipped in the butt in due time, but at the very least it allowed Typhon to show his sensual side.
The big, possessive Salamence drew his head in towards Mignonette's own and gladly reciprocated the kiss he was given without even the slightest trace of hesitation. Yes, a thousand times yes- he wanted to be with Mignonette, and to see the world and all its treasures. He parted from her, allowed her to speak and, once she had said all that she needed to say, Typhon leaned in to get right back to his mate's supple, curvy form. Without making a single sound- other than the lewd slurps and schlicks that came from his wet tongue lapping against Mignonette's pillowy breasts- Typhon told his new mate in great detail that he would accept her offer!~
A few evenings after that fateful encounter with Typhon the rest of Mignonette's team were getting ready to turn in for the night. Nobody knew the specifics of how Mignonette convinced Typhon to join up with them, but given how insufferably proud, cocky and borderline unruly the dragon was combined with how satisfied and relaxed Mignonette was, there wasn't any need to dig too deep into things. The group had set up camp outside of Rustboro City on Route 116 whilst Mignonette went out on her own. With the city so close by- yet thankfully out of earshot- it was very wise for Mignonette to spend some time on her own there, whether it was to gather supplies at the PokeMarts and stores, scout out good hotels or simply to enjoy her own company for awhile. Asmodeus wanted to join her, but eventually settled on keeping a watchful eye on Typhon.
Nincadas chirped in the night and wild Pokemon scampered about in the underbrush under the starry sky. While they were still getting ready to turn in, Mignonette's Pokemon busied themselves with personal grooming, bedtime rituals, idle conversation between each other or curious exploration. Lancelot, supported by the watchful eye of Asmodeus, took to arguing with Typhon from time to time when the two of them tired of all the talk of restrictions and guidelines. Lancelot was a thoughtful, considerate sort. Typhon wasn't. Caesar, carefree and thinking of very little at the time, lumbered away from the camp to gaze up at the starry sky and to chase a few Skitties that wanted to play with him.
Hercules distanced himself from the rest of the group, but it wasn't because he detested their company. Routinely Hercules would partake in some personal training at set times of the day, such as right in the morning or right before going to sleep. Seeing Typhon waltz around like he owned Mignonette, like he could completely demolish the others without much effort, struck a chord within the Machoke. As such he began to train harder, to push his muscles to the breaking point. His training also served as an escape- racked with insecurity issues, Hercules thought that the best way to surmount them was to train his body until it was in peak condition, and then further so that he could hold his own against the likes of Typhon. He didn't want Mignonette to know that he was a little intimidated by the new arrival...
As such, Hercules would be benchpressing large stones, performing pushups, situps and other physical feats close to Mignonette's tent. Eventually he would fatigue himself, so soon he had no choice but to rest against a tree and catch his breath.
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Rustboro was a wonderful city, one that had opened up numerous opportunities not only for those residing in its skyscraping buildings, but for also those who were passing by. For it was the location of the first Pokmon gym in Hoenn, so just going by it sparked almost nostalgic memories for Mignonette. Back then, she only had Lancelot and Asmodeus, with the former just a Kirlia, but it had been an eye-opening opportunity nevertheless - including the rewarding sex she had later that night with her one and only faithful Houndoom. Now, returning back to such a place, the trainer's sights were more placed on securing a room that wasn't too extravagantly expensive for all of her Pokmon to fit in; she never thought it fair to keep them cooped up in their Pokeballs for long, hence why they preferred and had already made camp on the outskirts of the city instead. However, tonight had ended up something of a bust with how late they had arrived and the majority of the lodgings already not accepting guests for the night.
Mignonette was hardly dissuaded though, having picked up essentials from the Poke shops, and she could easily spend more time tomorrow finding a proper and large enough room for them all along with Rustboro's more specialized goods. Returning back to her team was always a treat, even with the sun dipping low in the horizon already, not a very unusual occurrence anyways. As she returned to the clearing that they were temporarily residing in, the trainer took her sweet time to greet and inquire after each of her Pokmon; Asmodeus first, as usual. The dark and fire canine received a cooing welcome from his trainer as she gently rubbed his belly and head, then she reached over to drop a loving kiss onto Lancelot's cheek with a warm thank you as usual for his patience. Typhon himself managed to wrestle out just more than small affections, having her indulge in a particularly passionate tongue-twisting kiss than she had expected, before she managed to part ways from the greedy Salamence to embrace Caesar tightly from behind and murmur sweet affections into the Nidoking's pointed ear.
Finally, it was Hercules' turn. For at least a few moments, Mignonette simply watched the Machoke exercise, grey eyes hungrily taking in the sight of how his masculine muscular form rippled under the strain of the weights and then sheer exertion of the reps he was doing. The smile on her plush lips was that of both admiration and pride too, considering how far and how much the fighting-type had improved in strength and confidence ever since she had picked him up from the toxic atmosphere of the other bullying Pokmon. Among all of these considerations, the choice of who would sleep with her tonight was easily decided; a prideful right that she was always careful to share among all of her team as to not incite jealousy too much, but for how fervent he has been training all this time, Hercules certainly deserved it - and her.
"My, my, someone's been working hard today~"Mignonette finally revealed her presence with a soft sing-song praise from where she stepped out behind a tree, letting the rising moon illuminate her shapely figure for him as she stepped closer and closer to the Machoke,"And you're doing it all for me, dear? I'm quite flattered! Only a Pokmon of your strength and caliber can handle all of this."Now directly in front of him, she didn't even hesitate at how glistening with sweat he was; to her, it only made him that much more appealing, even more so with how overwhelmingly masculine he smelled! The sheer load of pheromones briefly made the trainer consider just dropping to her knees here to suck him off, but she managed to debate against it, running one hand down his rippling muscles while licking her lips slowly."Since you're all so worked up now, I simply can't let you go to sleep this tense alone! Come, why don't I help you relax together tonight~?"
Even if Hercules didn't know of Mignonette's sultry vixen side, the lustful look in her eyes and the mischievous smirk painted across her lips would be enough. But she wasn't done quite yet! With one hand still admiringly running against his chest and hulking shoulders, the other now stealthily reached to run knowingly against the tell-tale bulge in his underwear. It was currently soft, but as her fingers rubbed teasingly at the outline of the shaft, she already knew of how throbbing hard and thick it could get! But as soon as she started, the trainer then stepped back, winking at him before walking quite seductively back to her tent with the easy sway of her hips and ass towards him. The Machoke would just be left with her velvety words purred into his ear,"Join me whenever you're ready, my dear Hercules~"
She, whenever he would enter the tent, would be more than ready. It didn't take long for Mignonette to shed her leotard, being an outfit she was well-versed in undressing from, and the trainer was already sprawled out on the soft bedroll in the most lewd ways in front of his eyes. With her long legs spread, the Machoke would be able to see how her inviting pink folds were clearly wet, glistening as she idly fingered the outmost lips, not wanting to spoil it too much for him! Her head was thrown back while her thoughts were delving into the most debauching and scandalous of fantasies involving Hercules' might and virile sex drive, patiently waiting for said Pokmon to finally appear to claim her tonight!
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Hercules wasn't the type to melt into a puddle of adorable delight at Mignonette's words like Caesar did, but still her words had an effect on his body and psyche that was too profound to ignore. The Machoke stood up straighter, fixed his trainer with that proud and curious eye of his and bathed in the praise she oh-so-graciously wanted to shower him with. Mignonette could merely be acting, lying or some perverse combination of the two and it wouldn't matter to Hercules, or rather, he wouldn't register it as such. Just the feeling of being validated like this was enough to reinvigorate the Machoke. Already Hercules felt like doing a few more bench-presses, perhaps jog around the whole of Rustboro City or go toe-to-toe with Typhon with the desire to beat that pompous douche into submission. And yet, when he felt his sultry trainer run a hand down his prized muscles and lick her lips ever so slowly, all of his plans went down the drain in favor of something completely different.
By the time Hercules decided on what he wanted Mignonette's fingers were rubbing at the sizable tent forming in his briefs. It was hard not to get, ahem,hardwith Mignonette around, but with her touch Hercules became nearly as hard as titanium. It was such a quick transition that the Machoke was soon expecting Mignonette to reach on in and take a peek or a few strokes for herself, yet just as soon as his arousal had been started the woman retreated with that minx-like wink of hers and, by Arceus, that tantalizing walk back to the tent! Hercules couldn't help but stare at Mignonette's hindquarters- her hips and ass- and desire to hold them, squeeze them and mold them with his strong, flexible fingers.
It would be so cruel of Hercules to ignore Mignonette's offer to relax together!~
After composing himself somewhat the burly Machoke would saunter into Mignonette's tent and drink in the scene of her fingering herself whilst as naked as the day she was born. If only Hercules could muster the words like Lancelot could; he would have told her right then and there that she was beautiful beyond compare. Alas, Hercules was never a poet nor a strong romantic, but he could at the very least show Mignonette just how much she meant to him through his support, his presence and, of course, through the pleasure of his virile cock. He slid deeper inside the tent and closed the flaps behind him to make sure that they wouldn't be disturbed before advancing upon Mignonette like an arrogant fighter taking his time; in no hurry to pin his opponent down.
A strong hand went to Mignonette's foot, slid up to her calves and rested upon her delicious thigh. At the same time Hercules would brush up close against the woman. He wasn't the cuddling type most of the time, but right now he did want to rub his scent and 'manliness' into Mignonette's body while he was so close. It was so damn hot seeing the woman of his desires playing with herself while her head was thrown back in rapture, and the Machoke could only imagine that she was doing all this to get ready for him. In his mind there was no need for much foreplay as, well, Hercules believed his presence would be enough to make potential mates quiver in anticipation, but tonight he did want to relax with her... At least, for awhile. So, with one hand resting at the woman's inner thigh and the other snagging under his boxers to free his grand, healthy cock, Hercules schemed to make Mignonette beg for him.
One his cock was freed- and once Mignonette was paying attention (though Hercules was very tempted to allow her to keep fantasizing in the hopes that he'd hear some very, very raunchy things)- Hercules pushed his hips up so that his cock was brushing against the woman's outer thigh like an affectionate canine's muzzle. It was already so thick and warm, but when it felt the smoothness of Mignonette's skin it twitched and pulsated ever so slightly before leaking a heady stream of precum. Though thin at that moment, said precum smelled unmistakingly manly, even for Hercules. Still keeping his position of looming over his 'relaxation partner' for the night, Hercules used his other hand to poke and prod at Mignonette's inviting, sakura-colored folds just as she had done to herself not too long ago. However, unlike Mignonette's fingers, which were supple and thin, Hercules' digits were larger, meatier and much more powerful. Two fingers would frame her lower lips and rub against the outer folds for some time at a languid pace, at least before Hercules started to nuzzle Mignonette's clitoris.
There Hercules would make himself comfortable with how he was manipulating Mignonette, and he only hoped that she was comfortable as well with his rippling muscles and hot, musky breath washing over her for the time being... At least before he gotserious aboutrelaxing.
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Even lost in her quite sultry and scandalous thoughts, Mignonette couldn't miss the way the tent flaps rustled as soon as her "suitor" for the night entered, with as much grace as he had strength - which was plenty of both. Well, that was just part of his overall appeal, and she took her sweet time to open her now lustful eyes, the grey of the irises even seemingly to have darkened in desire once her gaze raked down Hercules' powerful form. Her fingers stopped, momentarily, in their familiar grazing of the entrance of her folds as he approached, and then with almost one last reluctant press against her clit, she finally lifted her hand away to let the Pokemon see the full glistening blossom of her womanhood for him.
"All I've been thinking of is how I need you mark me as yours tonight, my dear Hercules,"Mignonette purred out, her skin feeling extraordinarily even more warmer anywhere the Machoke put those big powerful hands on her body, especially the closer he slid it up her leg. And even as she was saying that, the trainer could already feel how he was doing it! The overwhelming aura of the Pokemon enveloped around her, and if her breathing was still deep and steady before, it was starting to go shallow into excited pants - trying to breathe in as much of his masculine scent as possible. What definitely made it that much more potent was how sweaty he still was, and was going be with her soon, which while familiar, was more arousing than relaxing at all! However, the trainer herself had some tricks up her sleeve, or namely, on her fingers. Her sweetened juices, already flowing from how she had been pleasing herself, were mischievously wiped on the edge of the fighting type's jutting mouth for him to lick with a soft giggle from her and another sultry wink."Taste me... Just thinking about you already has me aching to have you inside of me, honey. Now that you're actually here, I feel so small when you wrap your arms around me I miss this so much, feeling so helpless when you dominate me with that strength of yours~"
Mignonette meant every word of it, even more so as she then easily would her slender arms around his broad shoulders, gently trying to pull his bulky body down closer to her own. Compared to the Machoke, she even as a fairly athletic woman, was someone whom he could probably break as a twig - yet she would never feel safer than around him and the others on her team. Intimacy was only the next step now that she had been well-acquainted with her Pokemon, and for the moment, she appreciated practically how romantic this entire scenario was, even down to how his cock was gently nudging against her leg. The warm spill of his pre-cum had her giggling again as the trainer unwound one of her arms from where she had been admiringly stroking his arms and chest to swipe her finger into the thick stream, then letting Hercules see every moment of it, smeared the entire dollop of it onto her tongue. As if she had drank from the sweetest elixir of life, she moaned at the heady masculine taste of it, eyes even closing momentarily in enjoyment.
"Tonight is going to be a lot of fun, Hercules. If you're already treating me this well... Then you deserve nothing but the best, my dear. With your skills and strength, I dont want to be able to walk tomorrow,"she continued to coo, intentionally reaching down now to swipe not only one finger, butthreeinto the puddling pre-cum, and once again with another delighted laugh, sucked on them hard enough that there was an audible lewdpoponce she withdrew her digits. But the real attraction at the moment was how the Machoke now had taken over with his fingers rubbing her slit, and Mignonette couldn't help but exhale deeply, a slight shudder that ran through her body and made her back arch in response. After all, that was one of his best assets; while each of her Pokemon had a different expertise, she was quite grateful that Hercules' was his dexterous fingers, which were masterful all in their own! She was already squirming by the time he was stroking the outer lips, eyes bright with even heightened lust as she smirked once again among breathless soft encouraging moans.
She was doing her part more verbally this time, more measured in her actions and eloquent in her words to stroke his ego; it was a definite change in pace, but one that was intentional, in order to further bolster Hercules' pride and confidence - especially for tonight!
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Mignonette tasted lovely that night, but then again, to Hercules she always tasted lovely. There were a few times in the past when the Machoke had delved between her legs to eat her out whilst kneading that fluffy, taut ass of hers. Oh how he loved those moments; his tongue delving deep inside her pussy, squirming and wriggling about while he delighted in the woman's breathless moans and whimpers. Hercules couldn't help but fantasize about doing the same thing that night as the woman of his desires gave him all the signs for him to do as he pleased. From the way she was fawning over him to the smack of her lips after she greedily suckled at his heady precum, Hercules knew that he had full reign to do whatever he wanted to this woman. He increased the pressure of his fingers on her folds until he was sinking a big, fat finger down inside her, and from there- just as a special treat for her- he would curl it up to push, prod and rub against her g-spot... But only for a few seconds, for while Hercules could easily continue to please this woman with his fingers alone, he wanted to satiate her lust, and his own, with his most prized possession.
He was going to destroy Mignonette that night and fill her up with so much of his essence that she would be satiated for weeks... Or, perhaps more realistically, at least a couple days. Hercules had to be reasonable with how he planned his victories over Mignonette, after all.
A low and sensual grunt was followed by a devious chuckle as Hercules nudged Mignonette away from his body and straightened her out. His cock was throbbing so much that it was damn-near painful, that it would have been such a big relief to just sheath himself deep inside Mignonette right then and there. But Hercules wanted to claim Mignonette like a viking warrior, so as such she needed to be put in a very, very submissive position. He reached over to her sides and twisted her about so that she was primed on all fours- just as Mignonette had been positioned with Typhon a few days ago- with her ass sticking high in the air. It would have been amusing for the proud Machoke to see Mignonette try to entice him further, perhaps by wiggling that ample peach about and looking over her shoulder, but Hercules was determined to show her just who held all the cards here. He pushed down on Mignonette's head and sent her cheek to her sleeping bag while at the same time raising her ass even higher. Once he was certain that the woman knew her place, Hercules would bring his throbbing cock over to her velvety, glistening folds and promptly buck his hips to sink it all in at once.
'All in at once' didn't mean that he was slow or gentle about it. Hercules knew that Mignonette could handle it; she blatantly asked him to take her like this so that walking would be a chore in the morning! In under a second the fat, bulbous head of his cock was glued against her cervix while two hands held Mignonette down- one on her head with fingers curling around locks of her hair, the other squeezing and kneading at her ample asscheeks. Purring from the sensation, Hercules angled himself closer to Mignonette's buttocks and soon pulled his hips back only to jab them forward once again, and again, and again. His cock was soon like a well-lubricated piston with how easily it slid through Mignonette's well-charted folds, and it echoed out the lewdest of smacks, slaps and faps with each go. For every second heartbeat that thumped from Mignonette's chest she would receive a pussy full of cock, a guttural chuckle of rapture and a greedy squeeze of her ass- complete with the rare open-palmed slap to said delicious rear!
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Mignonette would be more than happy just to let Hercules spend the entire night having his way with his fingers and her slit, keeping her on a perpetual dazed high, one arm clutching the plush fabric of the bedroll above her head while the other continued to rest on the muscular Pokemon's bulging arm. But of course, her lover for the night had other plans, not before already making the trainer squeal with delight not once - but more than twice! Each time, it sent a pure electrical shock of pleasure up her back, making her gasp and shudder with her back arching off the back and unattended large breasts heaving gently before she settled back down, an even wider encouraging smile on her now flushed face.
However, before she could even utter another sultry word to coax Hercules along, the Pokemon was already on the move, and Mignonette was more pliant than ever to allow the fighting type to have his own plans at the moment; they had so many countless occurrences of sex that both of them worked together like well-oiled gears without any hesitation, and he was always one for dominance - which she greatly encouraged. Not only had it helped bolster the poor Machoke's low confidence, but it also had honed his skills to the point that whatever he was planning, she was more than excited for it! But this time, it didn't take much to realize exactly what was going to happen, which didn't diminish the delighted gasp that escaped the trainer once her arms had caught herself on the much softer fabric underneath her than the scraping rocks just days beforehand. It would be already obvious to her longer partnered Pokemon that she sometimes did enjoyed being manhandled this way, even more obvious now by how the trainer was arching her peachy swaying ass even higher than before to present it exactly like a gift."Mm, Hercules... You're going to fill me up, aren't you? Fuck me like you own me now, my dear~"
Mignonette got her exact wish! While she had been sultrily purring out those words, she had a fair idea of what Hercules was doing with lifting her behind even higher before having her cheek pressed down, but not exactly. Not until she just felt the full force of the Machoke's cock surging into between her moistened walls with all of his strength did she squeal, squirming and unintentionally clenching tight around the throbbing shaft! The surprise certainly took the trainer by surprise then as she gasped and moaned wantonly like a brazen slut (not that she wasn't!), her body having braced on her elbows before they gave out completely underneath her, depressing the angle even more for the fighting type to continue ramming into her. The only thought that was on her mind was that it felt as if he was going to completely fuck her brainless, and it was already starting with how hard he was nailing her g-spot with each jerk of his hips forward!
Not only that, but the stimulation of his hand slapping her ass only made Mignonette mewl desperately as her mind whitened with pain and then a rush of delicious prickling sensation, briefly struggling against the Machoke's strong grip on her hair before she remembered - tonight, she would be Hercules' bitch! All she wanted to do was milk his balls dry, accepting every single thrust her railed deep into her welcoming pussy, walls still squeezing and clenching around him as the trainer muffled her broken moans and breathless screaming of his name into the bedroll. It wouldn't do to wake everyone else up, and just hearing the wet scandalous sounds of his hips laying claim against her plush behind as the most wonderful music only heightened the moment even more!
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Hercules didn't want to hurt Mignonette. No no, not at all! If he could live in a perfect world he would have relished the opportunity to lay with her every night without fear of her getting bruised, banged up or worse. Alas, the nature of his 'lovemaking' would undoubtably cause a few bruises to form here and there, but Mignonette never seemed to regard them with shame. Like hickeys and cumstains, she seemed to wear them with pride- no, it wasn't just that. She was honored to be with her Pokemon like this... At least, that was what Hercules believed. But he wasn't here to gain some insight into Mignonette's inner machinations. He was here to fuck her brains out and make her writhe beneath him!
Still smacking away, still thrusting in as far as he could go, Hercules was determined to make Mignonette squeal even more for him. He paused for a moment in his ministrations and gripped his trainer's ass- hard- before nudging her about on his cock. A swipe to the left, a pull to the right, his cock sliding out as he pushed her away before he pulled her back into his body and impaling her on his cock at the same time. It wasn't gentle at all, but it was the way Hercules wanted. He grunted and guffawed as he noticed bits of Mignonette's hot lady fluids gush out or splatter against the sleeping bag underneath them, and soon it became like a game for him to try and entice the woman to let loose with even more of those intoxicatingly beautiful and potent droplets of hot feminine juices. To help him further this goal Hercule's cock would pulse with spurts of energy while the hand that had curled within Mignonette's hair would trail down her neck- squeezing there ever so softly as a sign that he still cared for her, that he was still madly in love with her as much as the others were- and to her wrist which, once locked tight in his iron grip, would allow the Machoke to get even wilder.
"Maa... Maachoke!~" Hercules chuckled with a haughty tone, though like Mignonette he too wanted to keep things lowkey lest the others were woken up. That wouldn't do at all; Mignonette was all his tonight! "Mmmmaugh..."
Another pause, and like the last time, this one preluded a rapid burst of ravenous energy. Hercules positioned Mignonette in such a way that she was still being fucked doggystyle before him, only now she was twisted to the right so she could get a better look at her dominator as he tugged on her arm with enough strength to make her cringe. It wasn't enough to threaten popping her arm out of its socket, but there was still pain, and though pain was a good tool for domination, Hercules was doing his best with his constant, pistoning movements and light slaps to help override said pain with overwhelming pleasure. His hips would shake and twist about as if trying to drive his cock against every yet-untoched nerve along Mignonette's wonderful cunt walls all the while he directed his attention from the hypnotizing sway of her ass to the varying expressions on her face.
There was a benefit to the submissive position Mignonette was currently in, and it was that Hercules could see the way her breasts swayed and smacked against her chest with each feverish thrust from that overbearing cock. The Machoke licked his lips- sweat glistening off of his form as droplets cascaded down his face. It looked like he was nearing his limit, but he at least wanted to claim those tits for himself before he was finished!