Was this intentional? A joke? A test? [I]Torture??[/I] Pikachu was on the verge of sweating bullets at the kitchen table, all settled in for lunch among the others. Salazzle, Floragato, Flaaffy, Salandit who was looking a lot better now but still carried a different aura about him. He was surprised to see Cyndaquil here from the bathhouse, the kind and slightly chubby fire-type sat right next to Salandit and gently massaging his back. Seems Salandit really did have an interest in him. But none of that was a problem. There was one more guest visiting them, currently chatting it up with Salazzle with the two having the time of their lives howling with laughter about whatever it was they were going on about. Despite being just on the other side of the table, Pikachu’s focus on the problem at hand made everything around him sound like white noise. The absolute MILF figured Krookodile had the nerve, the [B]gall[/B] to be dressed down like she [I]lived[/I] here. Nothing but a translucent blue, strapless nightgown with white cotton balls on the top that started just beneath the armpits with plenty of cleavage—what a surprise, lots of tits out—and white bra and panties underneath simply to conceal her crotch and massive tits as if the rest of her rotund beauty isn’t just hugged by that nightgown reaching down just below her knees. Like Purugly, she defined beauty from head to toe and defied the stereotypes of her species. The usual Krookodile was vicious and violent, often very territorial, but the way she settled around everyone so comfortably, conversing with Salazzle as if the two of them have been best friends for years, the much softer look of her body compared to the average chubbiness of a Krookodile, she looked so… [I]inviting.[/I] Perhaps it was her job in the sex industry that made her look that way or maybe she fine tuned her body through training, exercise, and experience to perfect her beauty. Pikachu probably would never know. But he did know, he wanted all inside of that… to touch every curve, kiss every corner, taste her heat, [I]feel her fire…[/I] “Deep breaths, Pika.” Flaaffy rubbed Pikachu’s back gently, seeing the look in the mouse’s eye, the shimmering Alpha glint. He was seriously on edge, practically trembling with the need to fuck. At this point, all of them had accepted that Pikachu was permanently at full arousal at all times now, unable to leave the house for any reason lest he put himself on full display for everyone to see. Pants were already uncomfortable enough to wear for him through the month just to minimize the risk of being sucked off on the spot by some random Alpha worshiper or something so wearing them with an insatiable erection like this was simply out of the question. It’s a good thing all of his package was hidden under the table out of sight of this busty queen, what a first impression that would be… dick out aching and covered in bulging veins, balls swollen with a month’s worth of Alpha seed straining his poor sac. That’s really not how you should greet a woman like Krookodile first time, that’s an on the clock type of greeting and she is anything but working right now. But at the same time… maybe it’d catch her fancy seeing how hung he is and he can get her number like that Purugly babe~ He’s gonna need it after all… December will be a [I]very[/I] busy and [I]very[/I] dangerous month for friends and partners alike. “Two more days, dear. You’re doing such an amazing job.” Flaaffy’s gentle voice was so soothing to him. The soft touch of the sheep’s paw rubbing his back felt heavenly, keeping him relaxed in an otherwise very tense moment for him. He tore his attention off Krookodile’s huge tits barely contained in her nightgown just to gaze into Flaaffy’s eyes, the only thing—the only ‘mon in the world that could draw him away from a beautiful woman. Flaaffy smiled at him, his warm smile and loving eyes making Pikachu melt into his arms, a hug he didn’t even realize he’d been giving the sweet sheep until he felt a kiss on his forehead. “You’re so strong, Bikaboo… in body and mind~” He cooed softly into Pikachu’s ear, continuing his tender back rubs to help keep the mouse distracted. During their moment of affection, Salazzle glanced over at the two with a knowing smirk. While Purugly had been a lovely surprise, Krookodile was a very intentional visit, having invited her over for the day. Though she did actually want to spend time with the busty dark-type, her initial intentions were very much for the sake of testing Pikachu’s resilience and self-control to see just how worthy of being a part of her company he was. If an Alpha Pokemon was going to work among a sea of beautiful men and women all fine tuned and lovingly nurtured to be the best of their best selves for sex then she needed to know that he’d be able to do his [I]job[/I] instead of doing his [I]work. That adorable Flaaffy boyfriend of his may be a bit of a problem. But they’re sooooo [/I][B][I]CYYOOOT[/I][/B][I] together, awww~ I’m gonna have to get Krookodile’s tits out~[/I] Salazzle, being the bit of a mischievous woman she could be sometimes, had leaned over to whisper something into Krookodile’s ear. The large croc was very well aware of why she was there, not just to hang friends and get caught up with her boss but to test the possible newbie that might be getting hired soon. And seeing him distracted by Flaaffy’s affections, well Salazzle couldn’t have anyone getting in the way of his final test, right? Flaaffy, Floragato, even her own son, she had to make sure Pikachu wouldn’t jump any of the women the second he so much as gets the slightest invitation to do so. “Oh dear me!” Suddenly cried Krookodile in distress. All eyes turned to her with Floragato and Pikachu’s faces flushing a deep red and Flaaffy snorting, covering his mouth to hide his smile. Salandit blushed slightly and squished himself up against Cyndaquil who hugged him gently, also red in the cheeks. “Tsk, oh you clumsy, clumsy girl, be mindful of your claws! Now look what you’ve done!” The red croc scolded herself as she picked up her glass off the table. She had [I]accidentally[/I] spilled juice on her nightgown, soaking it through to her huge chest and rounded, soft belly. Without skipping a beat, she’d remove the nightgown and ball it up, setting it aside for laundry later, leaving her in only panties and a damp bra with her nipples perked up from the cold drink and [I]very[/I] visible through the now wet and translucent fabric. “Oh my stars, please forgive me dears. My evolution was fairly recent—just days ago were I still a Krokorok. Dear Salazzle here had invited me over to celebrate my evolution into a ‘truly perfected goddess’ as she so… [I]deliciously[/I] put it~ But golly, how embarrassing! This was not how I expected to show myself off for hi—her! Please forgive my… [I]indecency…[/I] I do hope this won’t catch any [I]prying eyes..~[/I]” She blushed and really played her part up, her dismay sounding as genuine as any while still carrying the expected undertones of a sex worker taking advantage of the situation for a little bit of teasing fun. While the others were stealing looks and somewhat red in the cheeks, it’d make sense they’d all be not so affected. Floragato having a boyfriend, Flaaffy being entirely gay, Salandit in his current situation and Cyndaquil more busy keeping his fellow fire-type feeling safe and comforted. But the one target she had her sights on was completely under her spell with Pikachu’s eyes once more locked on her chest. This time, there was no pulling that gaze of his away no matter how much that poor, lovely sheep may rub the chu’s shoulders or hug him. Pikachu was unapologetically [B]drooling[/B] over the Krookodile’s big body; he was at his absolute weakest when it came to big women, a true avid connoisseur of the BBW. After all, his massive dick wasn’t gonna fit in your average Plusle, Minun, or Braixen. There’s [B]16 fucking inches[/B] between his legs, he’d go halfway up a body if he fucked someone around his height. Immediately, he worried about hurting Flaaffy. Then fantasized the thoughts of this big fucking [B]queen[/B] fucked up on his huge dick. [I]A tight fit even for Krookodile. So large and busty yet he still kissed her cervix before he got every inch in. He was close, oh so close with only a couple inches to go but he’d get those in soon enough. Nothing a bit of smashing this beautiful bitch open wouldn’t fix. The way she moaned and howled, her sex clamped and convulsing, she wanted it more than anything; the look in her eyes, those pitch black scleras and the sparkle in her beautiful yellow eyes. There weren’t a thing in the world more important to her in this moment than the battering ram of a cock between Pikachu’s legs. The vicious rut of an untamed Alpha rocked her world from the get go, his first thrust alone driving her mad with each following pump pummeling her so raw. Her insides were being beaten, tenderized meat milking the male that repeatedly entered her fire and made her feel so full just to rob her of that blissful sensation over and over with every pull out to the head. Pikachu’s thrusts were long and aggressive, giving it all, taking it all, kissing her cervix, grazing her labia, he let her have it to the fullest of his intensity, a punishment fitting for this bitch who thought she could just torment him and get away with it. He’d eventually seen through her facade—she’d spilled that drink on purpose just to lure him in. If she wanted his dick so damn badly, she could’ve just got up on that table and spread ‘em and he would’ve fucked this bitch in front of everyone without an ounce of care. But now here she was, pinned in Salazzle’s bed and fucked out of her mind, a howling wreck of mindless euphoria while the others attempted to watch TV downstairs. Not even at its highest volume would her roaring screams be drowned out, the ferocity of this wild animal punishing her beyond what even she could take. She apologized repeatedly, spouting “I’m sorry!!” and “Please have mercy!!” all while she gushed on him, fucking cumming her brains out in the most mind numbing ecstasy she’d ever experienced and he’d only fuck her through that orgasm, violating her hypersensitivity and making her scream and cry. The tears flowed and blended with the sweat on her face, mouth agape in constant screams of pleasured agony. It felt so fucking good, [/I][B][I]so fucking GOOD!! [/I][/B][I]It hurt! It hurt to feel this much Arceus damned pleasure and she [/I][B][I]LOVED[/I][/B][I] it! Salazzle hire this stud so she could have him every fucking day![/I] “Dear me, I should clean myself! So indecent, foolish girl~” Krookodile stood up from the table, catching Pikachu’s attention and drawing him out of his fantasies. His eyes were glued to her the entire time. “Please excuse me, lovelies. I should get this all washed up.” She bent over to pick up her nightgown, her ass so fat, so plentiful, those panties doing [B]nothing[/B] to conceal all that meaty, heart shaped ass. Arceus, she was fucking [I]begging[/I] for it. While she bent over, she got a good look under the desk and her cunt [B]throbbed[/B] at the sight of all that raging hard, veiny cock pulsing endlessly between Pikachu’s legs. [I]Holy shit…[/I] Salazzle wanted her to [I]tease that??[/I] Not just go and [I]ride it??[/I] If she felt that big, hard dick slap her ass right there and now, she’d take it the whole way and fuck that Pikachu on the spot, forget teasing him! She wanted—she [B]needed[/B] to feel all that rearrange her insides! “Oh Arceus bless me with this stud working in the same building as me…” She whispered to herself as she lifted and left the room to take her clothes to the laundry in the basement. The whole time she walked away, Pikachu remained hyperfixated on her, watching that ass, so bountiful and bouncy, so fat and juicy with all that jiggle in her step. Fuck… his balls ached, his cock felt so ready to cum if anyone so much as touched it… “Two more days. Two more days. Two more days.” He repeated to himself once Krookodile was out of his sight. Flaaffy held him close again and rubbed the back of his head. “Mmmmyep~ Just two more days, darling. You can do it~”