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Penny had never even had a boyfriend before. What the hell did she know about pleasuring a Pokémon?
Even so, she must have been doing something right, judging from the way her Sylveon—her beloved, pink little companion—moaned and drooled all over her arm as she embraced him to her chest. With one arm snuggled up against her furry and four-legged friend, the flustered trainer could use her other hand to pump her hand up and down the length of her Sylveon’s red rocket.
“Ahh… um… y-you like that… d-don’t you, Sylveon…?” she asked, meek as a mouse, biting her lip as she watched the way her Sylveon nodded desperately, humping against her pre-cum-slick palm.
It was only a minutes ago that she caught the scamp humping and snorting her bedroom pillow, and so Penny correctly surmised that her quadrupedal companion was pent-up. In heat, as it were—and according to her friend Nemona, who always traveled with a happy pack of Pokémon, this was the quickest, most efficient, and cheapest way to handle a Pokémon’s rut. Why pay for a breeder when she could do the breeding herself?
Penny hadn’t outright jumped at this chance, however. She was still nervous even as she watched from the door; watched as Sylveon humped and drooled against that pillow of hers. Her favorite pillow, no less, and the one that smelled the most like Penny herself.
In the end, she decided it was ultimately easier to do something like this. The last thing she wanted was for her poor little Sylveon to suffer.
“Th-Then again… um… you’re n-not so little after all, huh…?”
Penny blushed furiously, her whole face flaring hot behind her glasses. She could hardly believe the size of it, honestly—the way Sylveon’s cock throbbed in her small hand, the way the knot at the base swelled huge and round, making her fist stretch just to keep up.
Her palm was shiny with pre, fingers slippery, and every upstroke made Sylveon’s hips jerk and twitch in her lap. The Pokémon’s breath came hard and fast, loud in the quiet bedroom, little whines and panting moans muffled where his head tucked beneath Penny’s chin.
She squeezed tighter, just to see what would happen. “A-ah… Sylveon… sorry, is that too much…?” Her voice trembled, soft and high.
Sylveon’s answer was a needy, desperate whimper. His ribbons twined around Penny’s arm, clinging and tugging like he never wanted her to stop. She could feel the heat of his body pressing close to hers, his fur so soft against her hoodie, the way his tail flicked anxiously across her thighs.
The rocket in her hand felt alive, twitching, drooling, so hot and flushed. Every time Penny moved her fist over that bulging knot, Sylveon would arch and shudder, his whole body tensing against her.
She tried circling her wrist around it, stroking in little pulses at the thickest part. The knot was slippery, firm, and the shaft above so slick it made squelching, obscene noises every time her hand pumped up and down.
“U-um… you’re making such a mess, Sylveon… it’s all over my hand… m-my fingers, too…” Penny mumbled, her words dissolving into a tiny, breathless gasp as Sylveon’s cock throbbed again. Another bead of clear fluid welled out from the tip, streaking down over her knuckles.
Sylveon whined louder. He didn’t even try to hide how much he liked it; his head lolled back against her shoulder, cute blue eyes glazed and fluttering, mouth open and tongue lolling. Drool dripped down his chin, and Penny could feel dampness soaking into her sleeve, but she didn’t dare stop.
She stroked him faster, feeling the way the knot bulged bigger with every pass, how the shaft above was so red and shiny and sensitive. Sylveon bucked into her hand, hips grinding up, chasing every stroke with his whole trembling body.
“Nnhh… s-so noisy, you…” Penny breathed. Her heart hammered in her chest, a wild flutter, but she just hugged him tighter and kept going. Faster, then slower, then fast again, letting her fingers trace every ridge and pulse and swollen vein.
Sylveon’s voice grew wild. He squealed and gasped, ribbons gripping Penny’s arm like a lifeline as she stroked and squeezed, up and down, back and forth. The wet sounds filled the room, obscene and sticky, mingling with Sylveon’s whimpers and the ragged little noises Penny made under her breath.
Penny couldn’t look away. To say she was getting hot under the collar about this would have been a severe understatement. And yet… she could tell it wasn’t enough. That her poor not-so-little Sylveon needed something more to push him over the edge.
Fortunately, Penny knew just what to do, thanks due in part to another tidbit from Nemona herself.
“One second,” she urged. “Sorry, Sylveon, just wait a minute…!”
Sylveon whimpered once Penny stopped and pulled away, just barely loosening his ribbons to allow his trainer freedom of movement.
However, it was all for the best. Sylveon’s eyes went wide with visible wonder and arousal as soon as Penny got that hoodie off, exposing a fat pair of sweaty, glistening breasts.
Sylveon chirped. Loud. The moment Penny’s hoodie dropped to the floor and her glistening, sweat-damp breasts bounced free, Sylveon’s eyes went saucer-wide—and then he whined, all but drooling on himself as he drank in the sight.
It was honestly a little embarrassing, the way her Pokémon stared. Penny flushed red from her cheeks to her collar, but couldn’t help smiling helplessly at his reaction. Her chest heaved with her next breath, and she used her forearm to hug her boobs up, making them look even bigger, rounder, and softer for her beloved Sylveon’s benefit.
“U-um… like what you see…?” Penny asked, voice barely a whisper.
Sylveon didn’t even pretend to be shy. He yipped, the happiest noise she’d ever heard from him, ribbons flapping in the air as his whole body trembled with excitement. He rolled onto his back right across her bed, cock pointed straight up and sticky-wet, all but begging for her to get on with it.
For a second Penny just gawked, wide-eyed, at the size of him—and then at the mess he’d made all over her hand and wrist. Arceus, she was so glad Nemona had given her the heads up about how wild Pokémon got in rut. Otherwise she’d have no idea how to handle a Sylveon this needy, this… insistent.
But she got herself together. “Okay… Sylveon, um… just relax, all right?” She giggled nervously, settling herself on her knees beside him, giving her Pokémon a great view of her bouncing chest as she leaned over him. Sylveon’s tongue lolled out, blue eyes shining with pure, dumb happiness.
“Wow… you’re really excited, aren’t you…?” Penny murmured, cupping her breasts and squeezing them together. She shivered at the feeling of her own sweat and heat mixing between her fingers, and then slowly, experimentally, lined her chest up with Sylveon’s twitching cock.
He gasped, ribbons curling tight, as the hot, throbbing length slid right between her tits. Pre smeared instantly over her soft skin, making everything wet and sticky and slippery, and Penny moaned a little herself as she wrapped her arms underneath her breasts and squeezed, trapping Sylveon’s shaft in a warm, pillowy vise. Squish~
She worked him up and down, stroking with her chest. The tip and knot bulged out from between her boobs each time she moved, painting streaks of clear, shiny mess along her cleavage. “L-like this…? A-ah… never done this before, but… it feels good, yeah?” Her voice trembled, but only with excitement.
Sylveon’s answer was all passion and noise. “Ahh! Sylveon! S-syl!”
His hips snapped, bucking up into Penny’s tits, rutting helplessly between the soft, jiggling pillows of her chest. The obscene, slippery squelching of flesh on flesh filled the room, and Penny could barely believe how lewd it sounded.
“Geez… you’re so noisy… and so messy…” Penny mumbled, but she couldn’t help the tremble in her own voice. The heat was getting to her, spreading from her cheeks all the way down to her chest. Every thrust of Sylveon’s cock between her tits sent another sticky line of pre streaking over her soft skin, gluing her breasts together and making her shudder.
Sylveon humped desperately into the warmth of her cleavage, ribbons digging into the bedsheets like claws. He whined and whimpered, and every time Penny squeezed her boobs tighter around his shaft, his whole body went stiff and shivery.
She pressed her arms together, squishing her breasts as close as she could, making sure the tip of Sylveon’s cock peeked out from the top, drooling shiny mess right above her collar. “You like that, huh…? Gosh, you’re so… so dirty for me, Sylveon…” Penny panted, barely above a whisper. She could feel her own thighs clenching, her heart pounding, her breath coming up short as she worked her chest up and down, fucking his shaft right between her slick, pillowy boobs.
Sylveon’s noises only got louder. “Nnnh! S-syl…! Sylveon…!” His tongue lolled, eyes rolling back, ribbons lashing the air. He couldn’t get enough. He was rutting into her cleavage like an animal in heat, and every wet squelch sent a thrill down Penny’s spine.
Penny adjusted her grip, pinning his cock harder between her tits, letting the slippery heat smear all over her chest and up to her neck. “Are you gonna cum…? Is it coming…?” Her glasses were already fogged up and speckled with pre, but she couldn’t look away—not from Sylveon’s face, so wild and desperate with need, or from the filthy, glistening mess of his dick straining against her soft skin. “It’s not a mate, b-but… I hope you let it all out, Sylveon…~”
Sylveon’s hips jerked one, two, three more times—and then he let out an unrestrained, high-pitched cry. “SYLVEEEON!” His ribbons snapped tight around her upper arms, holding her in place as his cock throbbed violently between her tits.
The first blast hit her right in the face, hot and thick, splattering across her glasses and nose. “Ahh!” Penny gasped, shock and raw excitement colliding in her chest. The next shot painted her cheek and lips, sticky and gooey, some of it dribbling down to her chin while the rest spattered her neck and bare cleavage.
Sylveon just kept cumming. Spurt after spurt, thick Pokémon jism shot up to coat Penny’s tits, dripping over her cleavage and running in viscous streams down the slope of her breasts. She couldn’t help it; she moaned, soft and shaky, her body shaking with the heat and the filthy thrill of being painted like this.
“Oh my Arceus… Sylveon… you… you really made a mess, didn’t you…? Hah… hah… d-dirty boy… so… so filthy, painting your t-trainer like that… so lewd… ahaha…~”
Her glasses were foggy and almost glued to her face, but she still peeked through the mess.
Her lap, her hands, her shirt, her bare boobs, her neck—even her glasses.
Absolutely drenched, streaked with ropes and splatters of Sylveon’s release, every inch of her from tits to chin painted with sticky, pearly-white Pokémon cum.
The heat in her face tripled as she took it in, and her whole body trembled with a fresh, dizzying shock of arousal.
Nemona never warned me it would be this much…!
She’d thought Sylveon would just… spurt. Or maybe make a little bit of a mess, like what happened in the videos Nemona giggled about sending her, with the wild Growlithe humping a plushie. But this… this was something else entirely. Penny’s entire chest glistened, thick globs of Sylveon’s cum sliding down her cleavage, pooling between her breasts, dripping lazily toward her navel. A few trails even marked her throat, warm and viscous, oozing over her heartbeat.
She shivered, pressing her thighs together instinctively.
Her pussy was soaked. Absolutely soaked.
And that was without anyone even touching her there. All she’d done was jerk off her Pokémon… and then let him go nuts on her chest.
“Wow…” Penny mumbled, pawing at her sticky glasses. Her fingers slipped; they were just as messy as the rest of her. “You… really needed that, huh, Sylveon…?”
Sylveon himself was sprawled on his back, tongue still lolling, chest heaving and ribbons twitching like he’d just run a marathon. His eyes were half-lidded, blissed-out, but even now his cock twitched and drooled against his creamy fur, glistening and red and still just as hard as ever.
The mess on her chest, the heat between her legs, the lewdness of it all… Penny moaned, a tiny, helpless sound, feeling her body shake with the aftershocks of all that excitement. She wanted to squeeze her thighs together. She wanted to use her hands, to at least touch herself…
But she felt dizzy, overwhelmed, with her arms and boobs so slathered in Sylveon’s sticky load she could hardly move.
“Mmmf… Sylveon…” Her breath hitched, and she licked her lips, tasting the salty tang where his cum had splattered her mouth. “That was… so much…”
Sylveon’s blue eyes met hers, sharp and hungry even through the haze. In a heartbeat he was up on all fours, ribbons lashing the air, and Penny squeaked in surprise. She’d barely gotten her breath back when Sylveon’s feelers whipped around her waist and hips, strong and eager, sliding along her bare skin and looping tight.
Oh… oh, oh, what is he—?
He didn’t give her a second to think. Sylveon’s ribbons yanked her down flat onto the mattress, pinning her with surprising strength. Penny landed on her back, boobs jiggling, a fresh wave of warm slime squishing between them. The next second Sylveon was over her, fur brushing her sticky skin, paws planted to either side and cock swinging right at her face.
“W-Wait! Sylveon, what are you…?”
Penny squeaked, but her question was cut off as Sylveon’s shaft pressed between her slick, cum-streaked boobs again, rubbing along her soiled cleavage, gliding right up toward her lips.
He wanted more. He was still hard, still desperate, and the look in his eyes said he wasn’t going to stop until he got it.
Penny’s heart pounded; her pussy clenched, throbbing with need. She felt so small beneath him, so pinned and helpless, and the thought made her even wetter. She licked her lips again, tasting more of Sylveon on her tongue, and moaned as the tip of his cock bumped her mouth.
So hot… so dirty… is this really happening…?
Sylveon shoved forward, eager and greedy. His cockhead smeared slick against her lips, and Penny opened up without even thinking, letting him slide right in, like this was the most natural state of affairs. Like she wasn’t his trainer, but his bitch, and they both knew it.
The taste was sharp, salty, almost sweet under it all, and her whole mouth filled up instantly with the thick, hot shaft.
He was big. Bigger than any cock Penny had ever imagined, and certainly more than she could handle in her first try. But she let him in, stretching her lips wide, feeling the weight and heat of him pressing along her tongue.
Sylveon moaned, loud and hungry, as his ribbons pinned Penny’s arms above her head. The silken feelers twisted around her wrists, binding her tight so she couldn’t even wriggle free, couldn’t touch herself, couldn’t do anything except open wide and take what her Pokémon wanted to give.
Oh Arceus… I can’t move… he’s got me~!
Penny’s nipples stood up hard and aching, and she felt her soaked cunt throb in pure envy as Sylveon’s shaft pumped into her mouth, up and down between her lips and over her tongue. His knot slapped at her chin, fat and swollen, so huge she wasn’t sure she could possibly fit it in her mouth. But every time Sylveon thrust, the big round bulge rocked against her lips, grinding and stretching her jaw, making her moan around the cock filling her throat.
Plap…! Plap…! Plap…!
Her hands flexed, useless above her head. She wanted so badly to touch herself, to rub her clit, even just to squeeze her own slimy tits—but Sylveon’s ribbons held her tight, and she could only arch her back and open her throat wider for her special boy.
Sylveon was wild now, rutting against her face with all the control of an animal in heat. His cock glided in and out of her mouth, slick with spit and cum, drooling pre every time he hilted against her tongue. The noises were obscene: wet, sticky, a constant mmmfff and schlurp and squelch every time she was buried to the knot.
“Mmmph…! Mmf, mmph…!” Penny whimpered, eyes rolling up as Sylveon fucked her face, cockhead battering her throat over and over again. Each time he rammed in, the knot pressed harder at her lips, and the shaft bulged hot and alive inside her mouth.
She couldn’t touch herself, so she squeezed her thighs together instead, grinding her hips against the air. Her pussy was drenched, aching, desperate for attention, but all she could do was moan helplessly around the cock stretching her throat.
“MMFFF—! GLUCK! GLUCK!! HRKK—! SCHLUURRRP—!”
Arceus, he’s so big… it’s so much… can’t breathe~!
But Sylveon was unforgiving. His ribbons held her tighter, crushing her wrists together above her head, while his hips pumped faster, harder, rutting into her mouth with every frantic, needy thrust.
Penny’s jaw ached; her throat burned. But she didn’t want him to stop. Not for a second. She wanted to be filled, used, knotted by her Pokémon, the same way he would any mate in the wild.
Her glasses slid down her nose, foggy and dripping with Sylveon’s spunk. She blinked through the haze, watching his face above hers, blue eyes wild and hungry, tongue flapping as he grunted and moaned with every thrust.
He looked… so fucking hot like this.
She’d never seen her shy, sweet Sylveon act like this before. Not ever. The way he pinned her, the way he growled and whined, the way his ribbons squeezed her wrists so hard her fingers went numb. He was obsessed, animal, addicted to the feeling of her mouth wrapped around his cock.
And Penny was obsessed right back.
She breathed through her nose, fighting to keep up as Sylveon’s shaft battered her lips again and again, each time pushing that swollen knot harder against her mouth. He wanted in. He wanted to breed her face, just like a Pokémon in rut.
“Mmmpf… ngh… mmmfff!” Her voice was nothing more than useless, hungry sounds; drool and cum smeared her chin and neck, mingling with the mess already dripping across her chest.
His knot slammed against her lips with every thrust, spreading her mouth wider, stretching her jaw until she was sure she might split. It hurt, a little, but in the best way… it just made her moan harder.
And then, with a sudden, forceful thrust, Sylveon’s cockhead popped past her lips, swollen knot dragging her mouth wider than she’d thought possible…
POP!
She screamed around his shaft as the bulge locked itself just inside her mouth, stretching her lips tight, sealing her throat around the base of Sylveon’s cock! Her whole jaw ached, and her eyes rolled back at the shock of being knotted like this.
Sylveon howled. His ribbons spasmed, pinning her wrists even harder, while his hips bucked uncontrollably. He was all the way inside, every inch of his shaft jammed down Penny’s throat, knot plugging her mouth with a thick, airtight seal.
Then, just like that, his cock went off like a time bomb.
The first spurt hit the back of Penny’s throat with blistering force, thick ropes of hot Pokémon cum blasting straight down into her tummy. The flavor was everywhere: salty, earthy, overwhelming, and all she could do was gulp and gulp as fast as she could.
Sylveon howled again, the ribbons on her arms shaking as he came harder than before, cock throbbing so violently between her lips Penny thought she might faint from the force of it.
More jets of cum splattered down her throat, each one thicker and hotter than the last. Her belly swelled with the volume; she could feel it pooling in her gut, heavy and warm. The taste was all-consuming, and she moaned helplessly, thighs kicking at the air, needing release more than anything.
But Sylveon’s knot was stuck in her mouth. She couldn’t escape. She was locked in place, forced to gulp down every single spurt, every thick, gooey mouthful. Cum dripped from the corners of her lips, smeared her chin, painted her neck and cheeks and the tops of her tits with more and more as she struggled to keep up.
She loved it. She never wanted it to stop.
Stretched wide, jaw aching, mouth sealed around that throbbing knot, Penny drank down every bit of Sylveon’s sticky, white-hot load. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t speak, could only shudder and moan and squeeze her thighs tighter as her Pokémon bred her mouth, using her like a toy until he was finally, finally satisfied.
Sylveon’s cumming slowed, the jets of seed tapering off to thick pulses that oozed down her throat and splattered over her tongue. Penny coughed, choked, gulped desperately, but she didn’t stop drinking. Not for a second.
The taste coated her tongue, sticky and heavy, and her belly felt swollen, stretched taut with the sheer quantity of cum she’d swallowed.
Sylveon collapsed atop her, ribbons finally loosening to stroke gently at her arms, her hair, her face. His cock stayed locked in her mouth, knot swollen and alive, pinning her lips helplessly open until his climax faded. “Sylveon! Syl!” he half-cried, half-moaned. “Sylll~”
Penny gasped through her nose, eyes fluttering, every muscle in her body trembling with exhaustion and arousal. She’d never been so turned on in her life. Not ever.
She wanted to touch herself. Oh, Lord, she needed to touch herself. But all she could do was lie there, knotted and messy and dripping, as Sylveon’s load slowly oozed down her throat and into her gut.
They stayed like that for a long, sticky moment. Sylveon panted, small noises of contentment and pleasure, while Penny’s throat ached and her jaw throbbed—but she didn’t mind. Even when her Pokémon’s knot finally deflated and flopped out of her little mouth, and even as Penny turned over and coughed, hacked, and spat out whatever cum was left clinging to her nasty-feeling tongue, and remained blushing tomato red, her eyes glazed over with lust and her tummy visibly swollen with Pokémon seed.
Penny groaned, rolling onto her back and hugging her own middle. The squishy, full feeling in her belly was almost too much; she could feel every drop of Sylveon’s sticky, heavy load sloshing inside her. Her glasses were a mess, her lips were smeared, and her chest was absolutely drenched—but none of that compared to the way her pussy throbbed with raw, aching need.
She lay there for a long, shivery second, brain whiting out. Her thighs pressed together, hot and sticky. Sylveon sprawled at her side, tongue still lolling, cock still twitching and drooling seed onto the sheets. He looked dazed, but not nearly as out-of-it as Penny felt.
God, he’s still hard… and I’m… I need it so bad…
The reality hit her like a freight train. She needed it. She needed to feel him inside her, needed to be taken like a wild Pokémon, needed him to breed her for real. The whole scene played out in her head, wild and blushy and desperate: Sylveon pinning her down, stuffing her full, pounding her again and again until she couldn’t take any more…
A whimper crawled out of her throat. “Sylveon…”
She propped herself up on one trembling elbow, messy hair splaying around her shoulders, and fixed her beloved Pokémon with her most pleading, heat-hazed look. Her glasses slipped down her nose, but she barely noticed. All she could think about was getting railed. Getting bred.
She needed his cock. In. Her. Now.
“S-Sylveon… can you… please…?”
Her hands were shaking, but she managed to hook her thumbs under the waistband of her sweats, right above her ass. She hesitated only a split second before yanking them down, undies and all. Her pussy was already soaking, panties glued to her slit with slick arousal; they made a lewd, sticky sound as she peeled them away.
Her whole lower half was bright pink and glistening with need. The air hit her bare skin, and she gasped—the feeling was electric, so vulnerable, so exposed.
Sylveon’s eyes went wide. He made a strangled, needy noise at the sight of his trainer’s bare, thick ass and sopping-wet slit. He even stared hard at her pubes, just as multicolored and pastel as the hair on her head.
“Like what you see, huh…? You want to… f-fuck me, don’t you, Sylveon…? Wanna… b-breed your trainer~?”
She couldn’t remember ever saying anything so dirty. But she wanted it so bad, and she was beyond caring. Penny rolled over onto her tummy, wiggling her hips and letting her bare ass pop up in the air, right where Sylveon could see it. The curve of her cheeks swallowed her panties as they slid down to her knees, and her pussy winked and clenched, practically begging for attention, swathed with multi-colorful locks of messy, glistening pubes.
Sylveon’s ribbons lashed the air, trembling with excitement.
Penny bit her lip, glancing back over her shoulder. “Come on, Sylveon. I… I need it. I need YOU. Please, breed me… I want to feel you inside me, all the way…”
Her own words made her shiver. She grabbed a pillow, propping it under her tummy, hiking her hips up even more. Her fat ass jiggled as she settled in, slick thighs spread, pussy glistening and ready.
Sylveon stared for a second, dumbstruck by the view. Then he let out a wild, urgent moan and leapt right over her, damp paws landing on either side of Penny’s hips.
His cock rubbed hot and stiff against her ass, smearing pre all over her cheeks and lower back. The sensation sent shivers up Penny’s spine. She arched her back, wiggling her hips, trying to line him up with her slick entrance.
“Sylveon… hurry… need you inside me…”
The words barely left her lips before Sylveon obliged. In a blur of desperate, animal need, he thrust his red, slippery cock right up against Penny’s pussy, the tip grinding against her soaked folds.
Penny gasped, stars exploding behind her eyes. She was already so sensitive, every inch of her pussy clenching and drooling for more. Sylveon wasted no time. He rutted against her, cockhead slipping and sliding up and down her entrance, smearing hot pre into her folds as he hunted for the right angle.
Penny braced herself, grabbing the pillow with both hands and hiking her hips higher. “Please…!”
With a sudden, shivery lunge, Sylveon’s cockhead popped right into her pussy.
SHLICK!
“A-AAAH! Oh… OH FUH—!”
The stretch was unreal. Penny wasn’t sure what she’d expected, but the sensation of that fat, veiny shaft splitting her open made her brain short-circuit. Sylveon’s cock was huge, so much bigger than her own fingers or any toy she’d ever dared try. It filled her up instantly, dragging the slick walls of her cunt wide with a squelching, obscene noise.
She moaned, burying her face in the pillow. “C-can’t believe… how big… you are…!”
Sylveon humped forward, rutting deeper. The shaft throbbed inside her, slippery with pre and with the mess from before. Penny’s pussy gushed around it, slick pouring down her thighs as she stretched to take every inch.
He bottomed out fast. The thick knot at his base slammed against her pussy lips, grinding hot and hard right at her entrance, pushing to her pastel pubes. The pressure made her clench again, her legs shaking with the force of it.
“G-Guuh… Sylveon… you’re… ngh, rutting me so… so deep, aaah…”
All sense of shame, of hesitation, vanished. Instinct took over. Penny wanted it; she wanted to be rutted, fucked, owned by her Pokémon. She wanted him to fill her up, to knot her like he would any wild mate, to breed her until she couldn’t walk straight.
Sylveon was more than happy to oblige!
He pulled back, shaft dragging against her g-spot, then slammed in again. Wet, lewd noises filled the room as he started to fuck her for real, hips snapping against her ass with every thrust.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
The sound was filthy. Penny whined, fists bunching in the sheets, as her ass rippled with every hard thrust. Sylveon’s cock pounded into her, stuffing her pussy full, stretching her so good she could barely handle it.
Her mind went fuzzy. All she could do was moan and rut back against him, wiggling her hips to take every inch. The pillow under her tummy bunched up as she hugged it tight, bracing herself as Sylveon pounded her harder and harder.
“Please… more… don’t stop… Sylveon, don’t you dare stop…!”
His answer was a wild, hungry growl. Sylveon’s ribbons wrapped around her waist, cinching her tight, keeping her locked in place as he hammered his cock into her soaking slit.
Every thrust punched the breath out of her lungs. At first it was just pleasure, wild and animal—but with each slam of his hot shaft, Penny started to lose her mind.
She’d never felt anything like this. Never.
The way Sylveon’s cock pounded her g-spot, the way his knot bulged and battered her pussy lips, the way her ass jiggled and shook with every slap of his hips. It was overwhelming; it was everything.
She was getting bred, just like she’d begged for.
Penny couldn’t stop moaning. “Yes… yesss… breed me, Sylveon… fuck me… fill me up, please! I want it!”
She was drooling, words breaking up with every thrust. Her pussy gushed around Sylveon’s cock, drenching his shaft and balls with slick. The bed creaked beneath them, the whole room shaking with the force of Sylveon’s rutting.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
“G-Guuh… oh fuck, I’m… ngh, I’m gonna cum already… Sylveon…!”
Her first orgasm hit her like a truck. Penny screamed into the pillow, whole body arching as her pussy clenched down on Sylveon’s cock. The pressure milked his shaft, squeezing every inch, begging for more.
But Sylveon wasn’t even slowing down.
If anything, her climax just made him rut her harder.
He grabbed her with his ribbons, pulling her hips back to meet every thrust. His cock pistoned in and out of her, shaft bulging and throbbing, knot battering her pussy lips with obscene, wet slaps.
Penny’s brain melted. She could only ride the pleasure, moaning and screaming as Sylveon fucked her straight through her orgasm and right into the next one.
How is he even doing this…? It’s like he never gets tired…!
Oh, Arceus, this is the BEST!
I’m never going to stop! NEVER~!
She barely had time to breathe before another wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her pussy spasmed, clenching down on Sylveon’s shaft, and she screamed again, squeezing the pillow so tight her knuckles went white.
Sylveon panted and whimpered above her, rutting her with desperate, animal need. Every thrust was harder than the last, driving his cock deeper and deeper, until Penny swore she could feel him battering at her cervix.
The pain and pleasure mixed, dizzying and wild.
She wanted more. She wanted all of it. Sylveon’s knot was swelling, bigger and fatter with every stroke. It slammed against Penny’s entrance again and again, stretching her wide, threatening to pop inside.
Penny was obsessed. She needed it. She needed to be knotted by her Pokémon, needed to feel that bulge lock her open and stuff her full, needed to be bred like the slut she’d become.
She braced herself, wiggling her hips back, lining up the angle just right.
“Sylveon… do it… knot me… knot me, please! I want to be your bitch… breed me for real, Sylveon!”
Her voice was thick and slurred with pleasure, glasses sliding down her nose, hair stuck to her sweaty cheeks. She didn’t care. All she cared about was getting filled.
Sylveon howled, ribbons clenching tight around her waist as he hammered forward with everything he had.
The knot battered her entrance, spreading her pussy lips wide. Penny gasped, the stretch almost too much—but she wanted it. She needed it.
And with a final, shattering thrust, Sylveon’s knot popped inside!
POP!
Penny screamed, the sensation overwhelming. The huge, swollen bulge plugged her pussy, stretching her walls so wide she could barely believe it. Her whole body bowed, ass in the air, as the knot locked her in place.
Sylveon’s cock throbbed, buried balls-deep and then some.
“F-Fuck… Sylveon, you’re… o-oh, it’s so big… aaah, you’re inside me all the way! I can feel it…!”
The bulge sealed her pussy tight, locking Sylveon’s shaft in place. Even now, he kept rutting, short, frantic thrusts that battered her cervix mercilessly. Each thrust punched against the entrance to her womb, making her see stars.
Penny moaned, voice broken and desperate. “Harder… fuck me harder, Sylveon! Hit me right THERE!” She spread her legs even wider, hugging the pillow and arching her back, making sure Sylveon could drive his cock even deeper.
He didn’t hesitate. He hammered at her cervix, knot grinding at her entrance, shaft throbbing with need.
She could feel herself cumming again, pussy spasming around the bulge in her cunt. The pleasure was blinding, raw, and endless.
Sylveon howled, voice wild and animal, as he finally reached his peak.
The first blast of cum hit Penny’s womb with hurricane force. Her whole pussy clenched, milking every drop, as Sylveon’s cock throbbed and pulsed inside her.
He wasn’t stopping. Not even close.
Penny bit down on her lip and squeezed her eyes shut, barely able to hold back a gasp as Sylveon’s knot locked them together. Each pulse brought a wild rush of heat that shot straight into her deepest place, raw and thick and relentless. She could feel the seed packing into her, relentless and unyielding, and the tightness of Sylveon’s knot meant nothing could escape: everything was trapped inside, forced to stay, forced to fill her up until she swore her belly would swell all over again with Sylveon’s desperate need.
Every wave of it was almost overwhelming, hot and sticky and so much; all she could do was take it, body trembling and mind dizzy as Sylveon poured every last drop into her, claiming every inch, every space, until she felt so utterly, helplessly full.
Her pussy tried to squeeze him out, but the knot kept him right where he belonged: plugged deep, tip mashed against her very womb, rutting her with every frantic, desperate thrust…
The sound was relentless. Raw pleasure. Sylveon’s hips hammered Penny, each knot-sealed thrust shoving his cock up against her womb, stuffing her so full the pressure went straight to her head. Her pussy clenched and fluttered, milking every inch of that fat, twitching shaft as it unloaded inside her.
“Oohhhh… ohhhh ffffucckkkk…” Penny felt dizzy, and she slumped forward, panting, head down and ass up.
She could feel the cum. Every blast, every thick, sticky spurt flooding her insides with Sylveon’s need. It was hot. Heavy. Relentless. The way her guts tightened around that thick shaft made her see stars, and Sylveon’s knot ground mercilessly at the entrance to her womb, sealing her up tight, ensuring all that seed had only one way to go.
Straight. In.
If she could’ve seen herself, seen inside herself, she would’ve watched the thick, cloudy rush of Sylveon’s seed surge right past her battered cervix, slamming into her ovum with a single-minded, animal purpose.
There was nothing else to stop it. Nothing else in the world mattered. Sylveon’s sperm swam hard and fast, crowding and wriggling and fighting for dominance, until—
Contact.
One bold Sylveon sperm collided with Penny’s waiting egg, burrowing in with relentless, single-minded certainty. The instant they met, something in Penny’s core lit up, made her whole body tremble as her womb locked down to welcome every last drop.
She was bred. Fucked raw and bred silly by her own Pokémon. And she loved it.
Sylveon’s cock throbbed, the knot grinding deep, and Penny’s cunt spasmed again, milking and squeezing, making absolutely certain every last drop would be trapped inside. Her belly felt swollen, impossibly full, and the heat between her legs was almost blinding.
She couldn’t stop shaking. Couldn’t stop moaning. The aftershocks of her orgasm ran wild, making her hips twitch and her legs kick, helpless, while Sylveon ground her into the sheets, claiming her again and again.
“Nnnhh… Sylveon… I’m… I’m yours… you’re breeding me so good, Sylveon, I-I can feel it…!” Penny squealed, voice hoarse and desperate. She was shameless. Gone was the meek, awkward girl from before—all that remained was a needy, sweaty, cum-stuffed bitch, bred out of her mind by her own Pokémon.
“Sylv! Sylveon!” The Pokémon still mounting her chirruped happily as he licked and nipped at Penny’s neck and earlobe, making her giggle sweetly at her new mate’s post-coital ministrations.
She lolled her head to the side, cheek pressed to the wet pillow, and managed a weak, dreamy laugh. “Nemona’s never gonna believe it… if she only knew how much mess a single Sylveon could make…!”
Sylveon’s feelers curled around her sides, hugging her close, and he started purring—a soft, dreamy sound that made Penny melt all over again.
And that’s when she noticed it—
A soft creak at the bedroom door.
Her glasses were still foggy, smeared with sticky lines of Sylveon’s release, but through the haze, Penny could just make out two shapes in the doorway. Watching. Staring.
Umbreon and Espeon.
Penny blinked, stunned—and a fresh rush of red flooded her cheeks, hotter than ever.
They were right there, framed by the open bedroom door: Umbreon, sleek and dark as midnight, yellow rings glowing in the dim light; Espeon, pale-purple and serene, eyes bright, tail curled in twin-tipped fascination. Both of them were stone silent, but their gazes were locked on Penny’s trembling, knotted body and the Sylveon still grinding into her from behind.
She couldn’t move, not really. Sylveon’s cock was jammed so deep in her pussy that her whole lower half still trembled, and the knot was so huge, so swollen, so tight she could feel every desperate twitch of his shaft through her stretched walls. There was a shameful, filthy squelch every time Sylveon’s hips bucked and ground against her ass, knot grinding her open and holding her right where he wanted her: plugged and dripping and helpless.
Oh, Arceus… they’re watching me… they saw everything…!
Penny tried to say something, but it came out as a broken, animal moan. There was nothing she could do to hide it: not the way Sylveon’s creamy jizz was already leaking from her stuffed pussy, not the way her ass jiggled with every lazy pump, and definitely not the insane, glazed look in her own eyes as she locked gazes with her other Pokémon.
They saw… their own trainer… get bred… like a bitch…
Ha… haha… ahaha…~!
And still… Umbreon and Espeon didn’t look away.
If anything, they leaned in, noses twitching, tails flick-flicking as they drank in the lewd, sticky aftermath. After a beat, both Pokémon even exchanged knowing glances, a sparkle of mischief in the air between them.
And in that moment, Penny knew that her relationship with her Pokémon—with each and every one of them—would never be the same again.