Pikachu was sweating bullets sitting in the guest room with Flaaffy and Floragato. The two of them were both trying to calm the extremely, very reasonably excited yet nervous electric mouse but also absolutely struggling not to laugh their heads off at his expense.

“Sweet—pfft—you gotta calm down.” Flaaffy almost cracked, biting his lip and rubbing the borderline vibrating mouse’s back. His tail was swishing and flicking, eyes shifting to and fro like a child on a hyper sugar rush. “You look like Gack from Imaginary Daycares after eating sugar.”

“S-Salazzle… Salazzle offered me a job…” Pikachu had been repeating this for quite some time now. The glee in his eyes was adorable but almost concerning how happy he was. “A job… a job! She wants me… to [I]work[/I] there! That’s more than my dreams could ever fathom!”

“Yeees yes, and that’s exciting I know. But you’re gonna have a heart attack—[I]*snort*[/I]—or something if you don’t calm the hhheheh-hype train.” Floragato couldn’t stop a small chuckle from getting out of him. “Guess it’s a good thing you went dreaming in front of her then, huh?”

“All of those fantasies I’ve been having all month, all the thoughts and daydreams of fucking all those Pokemon were such a burden all this time. Sure, it helped take my mind off of actually doing it but it was so embarrassing to get called out or caught like that, pitching tents in public and such. But now it’s the reason Salazzle’s noticed me in a whole new light. In a way I want to be seen by her!.. Is it wrong to be this over the moon about wanting to bang one of my best friend’s moms?”

“Considering I know how badly you wanna fuck [I]my[/I] mom’s brains out… yes. I’m gonna say yes.” Floragato replied, shaking his head.

“Considering I know how badly you wanna fuck his mom’s brains out… no. I think it’s hilarious~” Flaaffy countered with a snort.

“Wh—!? Excuse!? Flaaffy! You’re supposed to be on my side!”

“Sorry, Gatsyyyy~ It’s too funny to me!” Floragato huffed and playfully shoved the laughing sheep.

“It wouldn’t be funny if he wanted to bang [I]your[/I] mom.”

“Oh it would still be [I]very[/I] funny. And he [B]does[/B] wanna fuck my mom~ She’s just not a notoriously super cool and famous sex worker like yours and Salandit’s. My mom’s a clumsy, geeky, bucktoothed, accident prone worrywart who’s put dad in the hospital more times than we can remember. But we love her to death and she’s—”

“The hottest fucking geek girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on.” Pikachu finished without thinking. Flaaffy simply nodded.

“See? He [B]thirsts[/B] for my mom too. Also she’s an Ampharos. Pretty popular in the sex industry. Natural pear-shaped bodies are a highly sought after craving.”

“Well… I suppose if Ms. Salazzle is offering you a job for finishing your no nut, we can just consider my own proposal moot point and throw it out, yeah? No need giving you my membership if you’ll get a whole job there. Then I can finally use this card to come and bang you~” Floragato teased and got a little laugh out of Pikachu.

“Oh haaarr haaar… but uhhh… I mean if you want~”

“PIKACHU.” Now Floragato was the one caught off guard, blushing a little at the thought of them actually fucking. It never really crossed the grass cat’s mind but hey, it’d be hot.

“I’m kiddiiiing~ [B]I’m not kidding.[/B]”

“He’s not kidding~” Flaaffy placed a paw on Pikachu’s shoulder and kissed his cheek. “Well, sweetie, the month is almost up and your balls have been looking especially swollen in your pants. I don’t think you’re gonna be all too safe going out much anymore until you can empty those balls into someone sooooo… guess we’ll be staying the week here with Salandit, taking care of our sweet lil lizzy lizard. In the meantime, try not to get too turned on by being near Salazzle~ I could never compete with a sex supermodel like her.” Flaaffy feigned jealousy, leaning against Pikachu in a playfully dramatic fashion.

“Mmh… yeah, you couldn’t compete with someone like her.” Flaaffy was initially insulted by Pikachu’s comment before he grabbed the sheep and gazed into his eyes. “Because it’s no contest who’d win every time.” He stole a quick kiss on Flaaffy’s lips before letting him go, the sheep’s face going completely red, paws thrown up to hide his steamed up embarrassment and falling over onto the bed completely flustered by the chu’s charm.

“Aww, how cute~ You two dating yet?” Floragato asked almost nonchalantly as if it were a completely expected thing from everyone now. That didn’t help poor Flaaffy whose face simply exploded even more red with blush, practically glowing ear to ear as he threw a pillow over his face, tail curled between his legs in complete, embarrassed submission.

“Wh—c-can you not!? We’re not dating! I mean… the thought does… n-NEVER MIND! New topic!” Even Pikachu’s face was quite red cheek to cheek now, nothing compared to Flaaffy but he was clearly as flustered with the thought of dating the sheep. It just wasn’t a secret to anybody. Flaaffy truly is head over heels in love with Pikachu and Pikachu… he just didn’t want to hurt someone who meant so much to him. Something like that, Flaaffy’s emotions and his own… those sorts of decisions shouldn’t be made on nearly 30 days of pent up sexual tension.

“Ohh alriiiight. Well I was thinking of going to the gym today. I kinda miss Timburr…”

“Aww Gatsy misses his Timby wimbyyyy [I]mwah mwah~[/I] Why not ask Salandit if you can invite him over?” Flaaffy suggested, making teasing kissy faces at the blushing cat.

“Sh-shut up! It’s not that I haven’t thought of doing that! I just… w-well being here is about being here for Salandit and… well I just can’t help myself around Timburr! When I see him, I just wanna be wrapped up in his arms and kiss him, y’know?? Bah! You two wouldn’t understand! I’llbebackinafewhours!” Floragato only got more and more red before throwing his paws up in defeat and running out of the room before he could embarrass himself any more. Flaaffy snorted and giggled, nestling up to Pikachu who happily wrapped his arms around the warm sheep.

“He’s so cute~ I’m glad he found himself someone like Timburr.” Flaaffy sighed happily, feeling content in Pikachu’s arms. It was as if the world’s problems all melted away when they were together like this. Just the two of them alone in a room, laying and cuddled up. It felt so sensual, so intimate. It felt so [I]right.[/I]

“Yeah, I’m happy for him. Finally got a reason to go outside more, see the world a little. Interact with actual Pokemon instead of all of his visual novels and dating sims. What does he see in those anyway? Those games look so boring to me.” Flaaffy giggled at Pikachu’s confusion and gave him a pat on the head.

“They’re probably not for you. I can’t imagine you enjoying a video game where its main gameplay is [I]reading.[/I] Keep that to telling a story, not being the game itself. But hey, it’s got a huge market with a lot of Pokemon just like farming and social sim games. The Lunatone Harvest and Pocket Crossing franchises are crazy successful. Oooo! Speaking of Pocket Crossing, who’s one of your favorite villagers? I [I]loooove[/I] Aiden the snow furred Excadrill. His dad bod… MMMH he gets me [B]going~[/B]” Flaaffy cooed over thoughts of the fictional character in all of his rounded muscle gut glory, from his chubby pecs to his strong, hairy arms and long, clawed hands. He had to wonder what in the world Genkanto was on when they made someone [I]that[/I] hot in an E-rated video game.

But then again, they also made Annalise the Aipom…

[I]Her soft, short lavender fur, that big smile of hers, so sweet and darling she is, through and through… did not compare to her oh so sultry attitude. An ecchi personality fitting of a lovely Aipom like herself, how did this get put into an E-rated game? Her suggestiveness and innuendos as if she craved to find comfort in your bedroom. Unfitting of such a kind face and sweet voice but so fitting of her body. Plump and soft, waist wide and breasts bountiful, hugged by the snug fit of her white summer dress with lace frills at its end flowing down to just above her ankles. Such a simple dress yet it fit and compliment her figure so well, she was to die for.

She was easy to swoon, as if friendship requirements were lower than the average villager. Though for the ecchi personality, it would make sense to be able to win over their affections more easily. But the way she handled herself, the swing in her hips with every step, the wobbling bounce of so much ass as you’d watch her walk away. Arceus was it tough to see her leave, but man if it wasn’t a sight to watch her go. But she’d only go so far. Looking back as if waiting for you to follow, she’d use her tail to motion you toward her, to chase after her than to let her leave. She’d find sudden fascination in flowers ahead of her as you walk together, stopping on a dime to bend over rather provocatively for a sniff with all of the intention of you bumping against her luscious backside. She’d jump up with a poorly acted yelp but all of her pressing back against you made it clear she wanted it.

She’d put up a fuss about you being a pervert and disgusting but she’d do it again oh so happily. And it wouldn’t take long either, any excuse for her to stop without warning, to feel the press of your pants against her backside, the light twitch of your bulge that told her how much you wanted her. She didn’t need to feel it to know, it was obvious. She was a slut with a craving, she just knew these things. So much bountiful Aipom ass repeatedly pressed against your pants, the mild bulge of your package gradually becoming larger and thicker with each press to her voluptuous ass, the not-so-subtle grind of her plush backside upon your bulge each time she got you pressed up on her. Were it an option, you’d just choose to drop your pants, lift her dress, and fuck her on the spot in the open public. You knew she didn’t wear panties. No one wore underwear in this game, even the Pokemon whose bottoms were on full display. None of them ever wore bottoms, all tops only save for the occasional Pokemon in thigh highs as a part of their design or initial fashion statement.

Eventually, those bulges grinding into Annalise’s juicy Aipom ass had become a full grown tent, your full sized pride getting an all too clear purr of hunger out of the girl as she stopped to smell the flowers for who knows how many times now. By this point, she’d stopped trying to be subtle or pretend you were the gross one. Now, she’d just grind and hotdog your clothed tent between her own clothed ass cheeks, nothing but the fabric of societal norms separating the inevitable rut. She’d say nothing but what was there to be said that you and she both already knew?  She wanted you, you craved her, the way she bounced and grind against you made that clear.

This couldn’t be an E-rated game. Ass like that hotdogging your very clear erection in your pants. Ain’t nothing family friendly or child friendly about this. Maybe Pikachu read the rating wrong or they had some major update that got the rating changed without him realizing. He had a digital purchase so checking the rating wasn’t as simple as looking at the box art. He also just didn’t care.

Her coos slowly became moans and her body got hot and bothered with arousal. She couldn’t take the teasing anymore, all the toying around with you and turning you and herself on. She was ready and aching for it. Following her like a pet on a leash, she led you up to the large Oran tree you had planted in the backyard space you created for her and she pressed against it, bent forward with splayed legs. There was no teasing, no trick, no flowers to smell or fruit to pick or four leaf clover. No, she just bent over with her ass poked out and in a clear position to be taken. A sultry huff and a look back at you with hearts in her eyes, the frisky Aipom merely nodded and licked her lips. You needn’t be told any more as you grabbed her dress and threw it up over that sea of ass. So much lavender booty meat on display for you and you alone in the not at all privacy of her backyard, gated by fencing that only reached the waist. Either neighbor could step into their own backyard space and would see rigid, pulsing cock hotdogging a moaning whore’s fat ass as she pressed back against you with pleads to be used like a cum dump. Her tail wrapping around your midsection ensured you wouldn’t chicken out on her with the two of you doing this outside, not like you ever would. If you had the choice, you would’ve fucked her long ago in an even more public and open space.

Veins trailing your erection pressed upon that moist muff of hers, the heat of her vagina kissing your aching girth sending shivers up both of your spines. Her cunt, much like her body, burned with arousal, the moist spill of nectar leaking from her hungry tunnel lubricating her canal and your tip that kissed and prodded her pink flesh. Her coos and moans were soft but inviting, a slow nod and wiggle of her butt telling you to do it, take the plunge into her sea of heat. A hearty throb flexing up your needy cock and one firm push forward of your hips sent you burrowing into her fire, a drawn out moan from both of you, her much louder and openly blissful.

An intense warmth unlike any other encased every inch of you that entered her sex, soaked and tight constricting to fit around your size. Fuck, just being balls deep in this beautiful monkey slut felt heavenly, her sex massaging you, repeatedly clenching while her huge ass pushed and grind against your hips, desperation clear in her motions, her whines. She pleaded for more already and you’d only just started, taking hold of her wide hips to keep her steady as you gave her the fuck she craved and you deserved. Vicious and strong, you held nothing back, choosing the option of roughness to fuck this slut up and have her squealing and screaming for the whole island to hear. You didn’t care, nothing would stop you from fucking this bitch. She was your property now, tight, dripping Aipom pussy slurping up your cock again and again, those large tits bouncing in her slutty dress until they popped out from her low cut top and spilled out in all their bountiful, bouncy glory, making the moaning, trembling monkey girl look all the more the slut she is.

Seeing her tits jiggling about from behind her, you’d lean over her, hands off her waist and to those massive mammaries, further stimulation for the quaking bitch that thrust herself back against your every lunge forward. She shook with cries of euphoria, her sex gripping you tightly and her legs beginning a violent tremble as she’d cum hard on your dick, splashing you in nectar. A fucking squirter, of course a dick hungry bitch like her is a squirter. She screamed and begged for your cum, to be filled to the brim inside of her needy vagina. She’d cry out to breed her, it’s not a safe day, she doesn’t care, she wants it, she [/I][B][I]needs[/I][/B][I] it. You’d shake in bliss, to hear she wants to be creampied unprotected and it’s not a safe day… that kind of risk turned you on hard. You’d give her just what she wanted, oh so happy to breed this whore. Even if it was merely a video game, the realistic nature of their sex was scarily impressive. Something like this would make a fantastic VR game that’d sell millions, especially if it came with some sort of VR sex adapters like a breeding fleshlight for penetrating and reshaping dildo for being penetrated.

Pikachu could go for something like that, to feel like he’s really ravaging that monkey bitch instead of just jerking off to the sight with occasional decision trees to play out the sex…[/I]

“Bikaboo dear, stop fucking your favorite villager in your mind and tell me who they are!” Flaaffy gave Pikachu a light slap on the cheek with an immediate follow up kiss to the same spot, pulling the horny mouse from his daydreaming with a yelp.

“Ah! F-Flaaffy uhh… s-sorry about that. It’s… really that obvious when it happens, huh?” Flaaffy looked Pikachu in the eyes, holding back a laugh as he then stole a glance at the Alpha’s erection on full display, a lack of pants as they laid together giving him nothing to conceal that musky, precum spilling pole of vein-kissed rutting meat. Fuck… Flaaffy just wanted to suck that right here and now, slurp it all up, every single inch of it in his mouth, choking and milking, drinking every drop out of those massive, sweaty balls, worshiping his scent and taste, smearing all that sweat into his fur and wool while licking it clean, mind numbing under its rut facefucking him full of fresh, creamy dinner…

“Flaaffy?” Pikachu snapped his fingers in front of the sheep whose beautiful eyes had suddenly taken a small glazing as if he’d gone into his own little fantasy.

“U-umm!… Y-yeah! Yeah it’s very obvious, hun!” Flaaffy chuckled nervously, hoping Pikachu didn’t see him practically drooling over his cock.

“Flaaffy.”

“Y-yes, Pika?”

“You were eyeing my dick rather fiercely there.”

“Mmnh oh alright! I can’t help it, it’s so… [B]there![/B] All of its size, all of that beauty should be [B]in me[/B] you know?? I… It’s [I]marvelous~![/I]” Flaaffy slumped into Pikachu’s arms with a defeated whine and practically deflated. The mouse shook his head and gave Flaaffy a soft kiss on the forehead.

“You’re so cute when you’re horny~” He teased the pouting sheep. “But uh, Annalise. She’s one of if not my top fave. I think you’ve just seen why.” Flaaffy giggled and nuzzled up against Pikachu affectionately, the two blushing as he wrapped his arms around his best friend and returned the affection, hugging Flaaffy close.

“You’re such a dork, Pikachu~”