[center]Chapter 3: The First Mission[/center] “Rise and shiiiiine!” Jack and Pecan groaned from the cheerful voice calling out to them. What time was it? It couldn’t be morning already, could it? “Up, up, up, friends! Morning time is work time~!” The singsong voice was followed up with a ringing chime that echoed through the room, its sound soothing like the quiet hum of a lullaby. Suddenly, all of the tiredness was gone in a flash and the rodents were up and feeling like they’d had a full night’s rest. “Mmh… wow, I feel… I feel great!” Pecan stretched her arms with a few reliving cracks and a sigh. “That bell made me feel like a whole new gal~ Who are you anyway, cutie?” “Hehehe, I’m a Skitty! You can call me Kitt and that was my Heal Bell~ My brother and I take turns waking up our guildmates in the morning with it. It’s so much better than getting screamed at by some booming loud voice, don’tcha think~? Now c’mon! The morning briefing is gonna start really soon and you don’t wanna be laaaate~!” The Skitty giggled and was on her way, her toy-like tail swishing behind her. Pecan wasn’t quite sure what she meant by that or if she were referencing something but she did have to agree, being screeched at and having her eardrums blown out in the morning sounded like a much worse way to go. “Mmmh… morning, Pecan.” Jack yawned, doing a few stretches of his own. “I’ll tell you that Heal Bell helped a ton, I did [B]not[/B] get a lotta sleep last night. I couldn’t stop thinking about what we’d gotten ourselves into and what to look forward to with this new guild life of ours.” “You too, huh? I know, I was too full of excitement I barely got much sleep myself! Gonna have to thank that Skitty gal later for the bell, we’d prolly be dead tired on our first day without this refreshing feelin’ she gave us. Let’s get going, she said something ‘bout a briefing starting soon, we should get to that.” Jack nodded, the couple tidying up their beds before leaving down the hallway into the guild’s main communal room. “Looks like we’re not the first ones here.” Jack commented, pointing towards the small group of other Pokemon standing in formation with Chatot in front of them. He looked over at the electric rodents with a smile and wave, signaling them over. “Ah, good time, you two~ Come, come, in line with your fellow guildmates!” The pair settled in at the far right end of the line, looking over to see the Skitty again leading a Diglett and slightly groggy Bibarel. “Guuh… no matter how much you ring that bell, I just can’t seem to get all up like everyone else…” Bibarel groaned, wiping his eye a little and standing beside Diglett. “Eight… nine… ten… alright, that’s everyone!” Kitt spoke up, her tail wagging happily. “Everyone is here, Mr. Chatot~! We’re all ready to start now!” “Good work as always, Kitt. Now that the guild is all present… Guildmaster! We are all in attendance, your presence is requested~!” The bunch all stared towards the closed door leading to Jigglypuff’s room in silence… Nothing. “Err… Guildmaster?” “Not until you say it right!” Her voice hissed from behind the door in a sharp whisper that everyone could hear. Chatot immediately flushed red with a groan. “G-Guildmaster, [I]pleeease[/I] don’t make me say it…” “Say it right!” She hissed again and gave the door a little thump. Chatot sighed and facepalmed. He turned back towards the guild with a nervous gulp, beginning to sweat a little. “A-ahem… The guild requests that… m-my precious little sunflower, G-Guildmaster Peppy…” Chatot’s heart was racing, some of the Pokemon started snorting and snickering at the flustered bird. It only made him feel more embarrassed and humiliated. [I]Do it for her… do it for her…[/I] “Guildmaster Peppy… pleasecomeforthandaddresstheguild! SQUAWK!!” “YAAAAY~!” The door flew open and Jigglypuff practically flung herself through and into Chatot’s arms, nuzzling up to him playfully. “Hehehe, thank you, daddyyyy~! You did a really good job!” “Yesyesyesyesanythingforyoupumpkinyesyeshahaha ahahaa hahahaa!... Ha…” By now, Chatot was pouring sweat and breaking from nerves. This was far too mellow for him! What kind of introduction is that? The guild is gonna make fun of him for the rest of his life at this rate! But… whenever he looked at his daughter, he couldn’t help but smile seeing her so happy. Wigglytuff always did try to get him to be more lax and stop upholding so much professionalism all the time. ‘It’s not good for your health to not let yourself relax, Chatty.’ He’d always say that whenever the bird got a bit too uptight. And he thought Wigglytuff was too mellow with his responsibilities, he really wasn’t ready for his daughter to be even more loose and happy-go-lucky. [I]She really does take up after him.[/I] He pat Jigglypuff’s head and set her down so she could address their guildmates. “Good morning, friends~! You may have noticed already but we’ve got new friends joining our humble little guild today! If you two could pleeease step forward and introduce yourselves to everyone~?” Pecan stepped forward happily, Jack lagging behind a bit as he looked over his guildmates. That Bibarel was pretty handsome, got a little bit of a hairy dad bod thing going on with his more bushy fur around the chest and crotch area. That gut of his, nice and chunky, really topped off the look. A Chimecho next to him, she looked sweet and just happy to be here, that big smile of hers almost contagious. Then there was a Staryu, not exactly much information he could gain from the lack of facial features but their subtle jitters seemed to say something about not wanting to stand around in one place for too long. The Dwebble behind them looked like they were almost cowering behind the Staryu away from him and Pecan. [I]Must be a shy type,[/I] he figured. His attention then went to the Purugly they’d seen yesterday at the guild’s entrance when she let them in. He had to imagine she probably gets extra doses of that Heal Bell treatment to keep her… alive. She still looked ready to drop dead at a moment’s notice and he wasn’t sure if any of that would be spent successfully sleeping. Despite that, she tried her best to smile and look present and aware. [I]She’s really fucking hot,[/I] Jack concluded in his feeble little brain running on horniness. Beside the Purugly was the peppy Skitty again who was making silent chatter with a Flaaffy and occasionally stealing glances at him or Pecan before one or the other would blush and giggle. He wondered what they were talking about, if they were saying things about him. The blushes did get his attention though, a couple of cuties he’d have to hit up at some point, see if they’ve got any interest in him. “Good morning, everyone~ I’m Pecan and this is my partner Jack. We’re both new to this whole guild life so we hope we’ll be able to fit in just fine with you all and make friends together~” She took a bow towards the members who returned greetings to the new recruits as they returned to their place in the assembly line. “Lovely, I know you all will be good to the newest members of our big happy family so please take care of each other~! Now, let’s show them our morning routine, everyone ready~? One! Two! Three!” [B]Kindness! Happiness! Show the world our love! Friendship! Partnership! All of the above! Work smart! Work tough! Get the job done! Play safe! Play rough! Make the job fun![/B] “Every day is a day to make someone smile! Let’s make a difference, friends!” [B]“YIPPEE YES MA’AM!”[/B] Everyone cheered and filed out of the room to their respective quarters to begin the day save for Pecan and Jack marveling at the upbeat morning routine. “Wow… and you start every day like that? With a big morning pep talk?” “Yup! You’d be surprised how much it helps get some of their mornings started~” Jigglypuff giggled, walking up to the two. “Now! Chattyyyyy~ Can you help these two out getting started? Show them the ropes for being a Rescue Team and maybe help them pick out their first joooob~” “Yes yes, can do, Guildmaster~” Chatot smiled and wagged his tail, hopping up to the two rodents and raising a wing, giving them a ‘follow me’ gesture. “Come with me, if you would.” Jack and Pecan looked at each other then to Jigglypuff who nodded with a reassuring smile. They caught up with Chatot, taking the ladder up to the next floor where he led them to the right. “This place is a lot emptier than when we first got here last night.” Pecan commented, looking around the room and taking note of the others, all fellow guild members. “I’m guessing all those other Pokemon were teams and explorers checking these boards or something?” “Right you are, Pecan~” Chatot responded with his singsong voice typical of his species. “Although it isn’t usual that we have [I]that[/I] many Pokemon around at that hour, it isn’t too uncommon to have explorers coming and going, returning with clients. Late mornings into the early afternoon is our other busy time period, being the prime time of explorers coming to find and accept jobs. And that…” Chatot raised his wing, pointing towards the large bulletin board in front of them, “...is where you two will be starting many of your days here in the guild. This here is our job bulletin. Many requests for Pokemon in need are listed here with additions and swaps made periodically whenever new jobs come in and the board’s listings either run low or stale. An unfortunate circumstance that some Pokemon’s pleas go unanswered for so long if indefinitely… a true rarity but with the dangers of Mystery Dungeons or the lack of reward deemed fitting for the job, some just do not get the help they need.” “That’s awful! Pokemon would really ignore someone in need just because it won’t pay well?” Jack was surprised to hear that and yet something about that just sounded so… normal to him. Like it was something he was used to seeing. [I]Are humans like that..? I feel disgusted by the thought but it’s not as shocking as I feel it should be.[/I] “Life is peaceful but unfortunately, this does not exclude greed and selfishness. You may learn quickly that not all explorers do good deeds with good hearts.” Chatot commented, looking down in disappointment with a reminiscent, distant stare. “Ah, they could have been something great… ahem! Anyway, the job bulletin! As you can see here, job listings are broken up into categories, labeled and color coordinated for ease of access. There are nine types of jobs, three to each type of team. For now, we will focus solely on Rescue Teams. Here, in blue and marked by a cross, are jobs intended for you. Your jobs consist of rescues, searches, and deliveries.” “Oh oh, I think I have a general idea of what those entail!” Pecan piped up, raising her paw like it was a quiz of sorts. “Rescues sound pretty self-explanatory; we rescue a Pokemon in need in a Mystery Dungeon. Searches I’m guessing aaarrre… like search parties?” Chatot nodded in approval. “Ah! So they’re like… similar to rescues but I’m guessin’ the client maybe doesn’t know exactly where they are or somethin’, then? Rescues probably have exact info while searching, we probably just get a dungeon and gotta scope it out.” “You’re spot on~ You’re a fast learner, Pecan.” Chatot was proud of how knowledgeable she was, kind of happy about it too as it saved him the routine rambles of explaining the ropes to a new team. “And that leaves the deliveries, which also sound self-explanatory. We just deliver something to the client, probably an item or something like berries or gummies or somethin’ or other.” “Exactly, that’s straight good marks for you~ If this were a test, you would pass with flying colors!” Chatot congratulated the Emolga who blushed a bit, showing off her passion for exploration. “Pfft. Nerd~” Jack teased with a playful nudge to his partner. “Since you’ve got that all down, and you’ve told me a little about your travels before, how about I let you two have a pick at your first job instead? It may be more special that way letting you decide~” “Yes! C’mon Jack, let’s take a look at all the jobs~!” The excited Emolga dragged her partner up to the board, practically throwing him at it to look over the various listings together. “We should start small, look for something simple…” “Okaaaay… how do I know when a job is simple or easy though?” Jack held a random sheer and scanned over it. “Rank… four stars. IIII’m gonna guess this ranking system is a one to five?” “Yep! Less stars for easier jobs. Those missions usually take us to Mystery Dungeons that are currently less dangerous–they got more relaxed and docile Tameless that are either less likely to attack us or less enthusiastic about fighting, making them easier to beat. Though sometimes low ranking missions can still take us to more dangerous places, but the objective is usually only about a few floors in at most so the faster work doesn’t have as high a rank or reward.” Jack continued to examine the various papers, paying more attention to the danger ratings. “Hmmm… hoooow about… this one?” He finally landed on a job with a one star rating and pulled it from the bulletin. “Uhh… should I read it out loud?” “Sure, I don’t see why not. Unless it’s like… somebody’s embarrassing note or something.” Pecan stopped for a moment then raised a brow. “...Then you should [I]totally[/I] read it out loud~” “I-I would not like to hear about someone’s… ahem! Though the matter of sexual exploration has recently become much more relaxed to the public, please keep in mind that our Guildmaster is legally a minor until her 18th birthday in two months! I kindly request we be wary of sexual conversations in her presence!” Chatot looked around for a moment at the other Pokemon in the room who weren’t paying them any mind, save for Chimecho in her little corner who waved at him. “...As it would appear, she is not currently present and we are all adults here. Proceed. But please keep your voice down in the guild regardless!” “Err.. right, you’re right. We’ll keep that in mind.” Jack cleared his voice, lifting up the page to recite its message. [I]Coming here was a mistake… I got tipped off on a rumor about a really pretty flower that could be found here, but when I arrived, I couldn’t find it anywhere! Instead, I got attacked by a crazed Tameless and I didn’t stand a chance..! I’ve been trapped here for three days and they won’t let me leave… If I don’t get outta here soon, I dunno what I’ll do, they keep draining all my energy, I don’t have the power to fight OR flight… I’m not gonna last much longer like this… Client: Treecko Nickname: N/A Location: Tiny Meadow 2F Rank: One star Reward: 200P + Berry Bag (2)[/I] “Tiny Meadow..?” Jack repeated, looking up from the sheet. “That’s not far from here, a little walk east through some woods to get there. If they’re only two floors deep then we should be able to find this Treecko pretty quick and get ‘em outta there.” Pecan commented, Chatot agreeing with a nod. “Don’t forget how to use your badges; when you find Treecko, press and hold the badge button while in contact with him and you can either send him here and continue exploring or all warp back here together.” The musical bird instructed with a sway of his tail. “Right. Jack, are you ready? This is our first mission as a team~ It’s so exciting!” “I’m starting to feel it too, yeah. You lead the way, Pecan. You know what you’re doing so I’ll follow behind you.” Pecan giggled and led as suggested. The Pikachu did have a good point though, she was the experienced explorer and [I]actual[/I] Pokemon after all. Despite seeming to blend in well with the crowd, he was still a complete novice to everything going on around him. Though, as the two walked down the path from the guild towards the crossroad, she couldn’t help but realize that her leading meant plenty of time for the perverse Pikachu to admire the sights… a very specific sight he was sure to have his eyes on a lot. The Emolga smirked, putting a little more emphasis in swaying her hips with every step, though it was unnecessary as the voluptuously bottom heavy Emolga already had plenty of jiggle to that fat ass of hers naturally, enough that her ass had a bit of clap to it as she walked. She was surely going to have fun tormenting the horny Pikachu–she could only wonder how long it would take until he’d just bend her over and fuck her unwarranted~ The walk to the dungeon didn’t take very long despite the distance traveled. It was an odd feeling and quite surprising just how fast they covered so much distance in such little time. “That walk is usually at least a few hours and we’re here in just [I]20 minutes![/I]” “I wouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth.” Jack retorted, taking a look at their Wonder Map. “That just means more daylight for us when this job is done.” “Oh I’m definitely not complaining. It just caught me off guard is all.” She retorted, looking at the dense collection of trees forming a dark opening in the center. “Here’s the entrance, looks strange from the outside, doesn’t it? Everything around us perfectly normal, just trees ‘n bushes ‘n whatnot. Then there’s this completely out of place spot that looks like it leads into nothing. I shoulda mentioned this back at Beach Cave but once you go in a Mystery Dungeon, the entrance basically disappears and you can’t go back out from that way. So we gotta make sure we’re all set and ready.” “Well, I’m all set and ready. You?” “Yeah, just a li’l bit of knowledge since the time is fitting. C’mon, let’s go save that Treecko.” Jack and Pecan walked into the dark opening that led them into the dungeon, standing in an open meadow surrounded by various ponds and creeks in the open room that seemed to form pathways for them. “By the way, what’s a horse? You mean like a Ponyta or Mudbray? I’ve heard ‘don’t look a Delibird’s Present in the mouth’ but I’m guessing that’s the human way to say it?” “Uhh… I dunno, guess it’s another human thing? I guess Pokemon have similar sayings and stuff like that like humans do. There’s horse Pokemon yeah, I mean… they’re not called horses exactly but they [I]are[/I] horses.” “Do humans not call their horses anything unique? Are horses just… [I]horse?[/I]” “Uh… I think? I think it’s that we have different breeds of horses and those have names. It’s similar to Pokemon in that aspect…maybe?” “Humans are weird. But it’s interesting! It does sound similar to us, like maybe there’s different types of horses, different shapes and sizes kinda like different Pokemon breeds! It reminds me a lot of the lost age of humans and Pokemon and the First Inhabitants.” “The First Inhabitants?” Jack repeated with curiosity. “Mhmm! A lot of us Civils today are predecessors many generations down from the First Inhabitants, a term coined in history books for the first Pokemon to adopt the human way of living after the World War Purge, the world’s greatest and most impactful event in history. It was one of only two times Arceus Himself descended from the Hall of Origin in divine intervention to end a world war that was on the verge of mass destruction and multiple species extinctions at the hands of greedy and selfish humans…. guuhhh… You, uh… sorry, you didn’t exactly sign up for a history lesson.” “Oh no please go on~ I actually am interested in learning more about this world, why not learn some of its past? That really puts the whole ‘Civils and Tameless’ thing into a bit more perspective. And it’s fun knowing there’s now [I]another[/I] term to remember with the First Inhabitants.” Despite making fun of her a little, Jack was finding genuine interest in the Emolga’s knowledge and intrigue with exploration and history. “Well good! Because it’s gonna be on the test~” She giggled, playing along with him and nudging the Pikachu. “And if you paaaasssss…” The Emolga smirked, stopping suddenly to catch Jack off guard, making him bump her from behind. As expected, she felt him against her heavy ass, sheath plump with a hit of tip grazing against that bountiful booty. He’s already eyeballing her, what an easy lay he’s gonna be for her~ “I’ll let you fuck my ass, I know you’re staring, stud~ We’ll make a game outta this job. I’ll exam you on each day’s work and if you get most of my questions right, you can fuck me to your heart’s content~” “Shit… f-fuck, umm… fuck, yeah y-yes–uh huh, please~” Jack, flustered as could be, was all too happy to agree to these terms. Turning fun into knowledge into fucking? This just keeps getting better and better~ “Wait uh, what happens if I fail the test?” “You’ll learn what silicone soda cans in your [B]ass[/B] feel like~” Pecan snickered, teasingly grinding her backside on the shuddering chu, feeling him shamelessly grind back on her with paws taking the shiny female by the hips. “I’m gonna break your fuckin’ mind with sex, big boy~ So you better break my fuckin’ hips all the same~” “Nothin’ but promises..~” The Pikachu responded, a growl rumbling in his throat with his arousal beginning to stiffen between those massive, golden-brown ass cheeks of hers. He loved the bit of white below on her rump that formed an irresistible heart shape, really sending home the whole ‘heart-shaped ass’ aesthetic to perfection and only had him all the more attracted to the slutty Emolga. Pecan’s own growls were sultry and full of desire, clearly as wanting for this as he was but they had a job to finish and a Buizel to save. “Mmffuck…” She groaned, reluctantly pulling away from the now fully erect and horny Pikachu. “L-later, handsome… We got a job to finish first, let’s save that Buizel then I’ll let you have anal free tonight~” “You’re reading my mind, Pecan~” He pressed up on her from behind again, but this time with affectionate nuzzles to her neck and a teasing bite to the shoulder. “You’re gonna make it reeeeal hard to focus on the job followin’ you from behind with all that ass just [B]begging[/B] me to fuck the hell outta you… But I’ll learn… I’ll manage in due time~” “Mmhf~ Would sure be a shame if you just grabbed me and fucked me senseless in the middle of a dungeon sometimes… that suuuure would [I]suck~[/I]” Pecan played along with the needy chu, her lust as peaked as his, tail coiling the Pikachu’s own. “If I gotta walk these hallways with you grinding on me like this th-then so be it… This Buizel needs us… l-like I need you~” “Fuck, you’re so cute trying to focus on being professional when I can [I]feel[/I] how much you want this~ “Jack teased, whispering sensually into his partner’s ear and giving the side of it a soft bite. “We’re so unhealthy for each other in this field~” “That’s what makes this so fuckin’ fun already… We’re the biggest obstacle to our work and I ain’t gonna change~” The Emolga cooed, panting a bit with the male’s paws rubbing up her chest. Though her breasts were small, they were certainly still sensitive, especially her nipples which the Pikachu quickly found out about with the way she shook against him just having them pinched. “Nmmhff.. c-come on, big boy… i-it’s just one staircase we gotta find… we can’t be [B]this[/B] bad at resisting each other..~” “Hmm…nah, we’re pretty bad at this~” Jack chuckled then finally let go of her. It was true though, it was a quick job then an afternoon of sex and bonding with his partner, they could resist each other long enough for that, right? Plus, he didn’t want to disappoint Chatot by failing such an easy first job. “We can so do this, though. I’ll keep my paws to myself–maybe–and you lead the way. I can admire from afar~” Pecan snickered at the Pikachu and couldn’t help giving her hefty butt one more shake at him before resuming the travels through the corridor. “Y’know, that might just work to our advantage one of these days.” Pecan commented, the pair reaching another open room. She’d pick up a small stack of coins and hand it to Jack to store away in their Rescue Pouch. “I happened to notice a couple of Skiploom enjoying the show from afar, they couldn’t take their eyes off of us~” “A couple of voyeurs, eh?” Jack smirked, looking behind them and noticing one of the Skiploom was following them before getting caught and scurrying away. He couldn’t help but chuckle a bit. “So what you’re saying is, we could gain the upper hand on some Tameless if we just play it like a couple of whores~?” “Exactly, maybe Milotic was right about what she said before. If you can’t use your electric abilities as a Pikachu, maybe you could fight in other ways. Or not [I]fight[/I] at all~ The Tameless aren’t exempt from the sexual uprising, if anything they’re more affected by it than us Civil Pokemon. We can use our sex drives and their lust to our advantage to turn dangerous dungeons into giant harems~” “Every time I think I’m living the life, you keep making it even better~” Jack pressed up on his partner from behind with a playful coo. “Keep that up, I’m loving this~” “Oh you dork~ Get offa me~” Pecan giggled and gave the Pikachu a rather firm bump with her wide hips, knocking him back and sharing a laugh with each other. “Hm hm~ The stairs shouldn’t be too far, I’m guessing. If the name is any indicator, this place ain’t too big. We’ve probably cleared about half the floor by now, let’s keep moving.” Jack was back up and behind the Emolga, the couple down a long and winding corridor that eventually opened up into the next room surrounded on all other ends by a large pond. And near the center of the room was the staircase they were looking for. “There it is! Eeeeeasy work.” Jack ran past his partner and towards the stairs, stopping beside it and motioning Pecan over. “We head up this bad boy, find Buizel, and then the rest of the afternoon is ours~” “Somebody’s an eager Bidoof~” Pecan smirked, joining the Pikachu at the stairs and proceeding forward together. “Not like I’m any different, I can hardly wait after you’ve gone and got me fired up for ya. Now we still gotta find him on this floor so let’s make quick work and get outta… get… outta… heeere..?” Reaching the top and into the next floor of the dungeon, Pecan and Jack were stopped in their tracks, caught off guard by what they least expected to see and yet was the most reasonable outcome. Suddenly, Treecko’s message made a lot more sense. “Oh… oh–oh shit…” Jack couldn’t look away, face flushed with red and his twitchy arousal back to a full throb. “We, uh… think we found Treecko.” “Ghh… p..please…” The two watched in aroused awe, Treecko looking sapped dry of energy as if he hadn’t eaten or barely slept in days. A weak grasp struggled to hold up the thick, strong leg of a large and very [I]motherly[/I] Breloom, her huffs and moans of pleasure a stark contrast to Treecko’s exhausted cries and pleas yet his hips wouldn’t stop. Long, slow thrusts repeatedly plunge into the cum slathered depths of the [B]heavily pregnant[/B] woman, her belly large and round, one hoof-like paw of hers rubbing her belly with the other rested on the ground, her fierce yet passionate gaze locking on the fucked dry male. His balls ached and yearned for mercy, their plumpness repeatedly plapping against the woman’s plump and engorged labia with the impressively large Treecko cock endlessly satisfying the much larger woman. Treecko’s eyes were glazed over, the usual yellow mixed with a cyan swirl that matched the Breloom’s own cyan blue eyes. He was in a completely hypnotized state, mind having been freed of her control but his body still hopelessly attached to her both figuratively and literally. “P-please… I can’t… gghhffffuuuuck…” He moaned weakly, hips pressed flush against the female’s, his weak hold on her leg caving in as he collapsed against the large female. “Mmnhh don’t give up, darling… you’re amazing, simply amazing… truly the male for me~!” She encouraged him, lifting his chin with a loving smile and leaning down to kiss him. He didn’t resist but he could barely reciprocate her love, lips locked with her tongue plunged into his maw, easily wrestling his into submission as all the Treecko could do was moan into her mouth and suckle sloppily at her drooling tongue, feeding on her sweet and syrupy saliva that made his body shudder in failing attempts at reinvigorating and revitalizing his completely drained body. At this point, the only effect her saliva had on him was resupplying his balls and giving him just enough stamina to keep fucking load after load into her, feeling his violent throbs and another rush of rich seed filling her overflowing depths, rounds of cum dribbling sloppily down their thighs into the puddles of what had to be [I]days[/I] of continuous sex. “M-mnnh.. mmgllk…” Treecko’s eyes rolled up, shaky paws reaching out to cup the woman’s large breasts. Even in his fucked silly state, he still somehow mustered the strength to service his captor and tend to her needs, listening to her moan into his mouth, submit to his treatment, milk him more and more. Her own milk, leaky and runny from her large breasts, dribbled over his digits as he pinched and squeezed into her perky nipples, kneading away at the quivering Breloom’s large chest much like one would a supple and plump ass. “Mmnh… good boy~ Good…mnhh good… I love you… Mama loves you..~” Breloom mewled and moaned, her eyes closed, tongue dancing with his, pleasure consuming her entire form. She trembled and whined, her sex clamped tight around Treecko’s girth and juices splashing his already drenched crotch, the male groaning in pained ecstasy, another orgasm from the female that wrung him out so good it hurt. “Gnnh… I l-love you too… mnnh please, c-can we stop..?” He begged and pleaded despite his continued grinding against her, his persistent, slow thrusts plunging, pumping her. She moaned and panted, her body insatiably needy, her sex blazing hot, her nectar intoxicating, a drug he couldn’t stop taking in from both pussy juices and saliva alike. The Breloom’s constant aphrodisiac fluids was an addiction that made the Treecko’s mind conflicted; on the one paw, he loved the taste and the sexual, drunken buzz it gave him that made him feel lightheaded like he was floating on cloud nine. But on the other paw, he was so [B]fucking exhausted[/B] and starving. All the sex they’d been having and the only consumption he’s had since he sent out that job request being the runny, smooth and sweet supply of Breloom breast milk. As delicious and nutritious as it was, it simply wasn’t enough to supply their sex that had since become literally nonstop. “Haah.. b-but I need it.. my body… this heat won’t stop… carrying your young isn’t enough, I-I need you… Mama needs you, Treecko…~” She cooed and whined, her sex rippling and hugging the male’s girth again. “Thir… th-thirty-two… hours…” He panted, his hips rolling against hers. The Breloom shifted herself from laying on her side to laying on her back, letting Treecko collapse onto her again, laying against her large belly and rubbing it idly, instinctually giving her pregnant belly soft kisses as he panted and heaved while throbbing inside of her. “S..so much…” “Haah… d-don’t sleep yet… nnmh I need… m-moooorrre…” She whined and whimpered, a paw softly caressing Treecko’s cheek, trying to get him to open his eyes. She felt so guilty draining this poor male like this for days but it felt so good, it satisfied her so well yet the burning fire in her loins refused to stop. “Should… should we..?” Jack began, eyes fixated on the rounded out Breloom MILF in front of them. He looked to the side only to find Pecan wasn’t there. “Pecan?... Peca–whooa!” He tensed up from a sudden rush of pleasure assaulting his senses. Immediately, his attention turned south to the slutty Emolga bent over with her ass raised and tongue swirling the tip of his cock, a paw pumping his base with firm squeezes. “A-alright… fffuck, guess you have your own plans, huh~?” He groaned and let the gal do her thing, watching her engulf him to the base without a struggle. Her throat was warm and snug, swallowing on him to repeatedly clench the Pikachu’s tip while she slurped over every inch of cock the male had to offer. [I]He’s easily bigger and longer than both Kecleon~[/I] “Shhiiiit…~” Jack grunted, a paw resting atop Pecan’s head, gently stroking and rubbing her ears while the gal began bobbing on him, listening to the loud and sloppy sounds of getting some really good head. Tongue danced every sensitive nerve on his length, swirling up tip to base again and again while she kept applying suction at varying degrees of strength, keeping the sensation mixed up and constantly fresh. A paw cupped his heavy, plump orbs both the size of golf balls, one hell of a massive sac for a mere Pikachu, rolling those gems between digits to further stimulate her partner, sultry purrs rumbling her tongue and throat on the chu’s pride being sent back down her throat. Pecan’s tail swung to and fro as did her large ass, an idle sway that caught Jack’s attention, watching that fat rump with a desire to plug her up and fuck her silly. But that would come in time, there was no way he was gonna stop this blowjob, the bitch was a damn professional at her craft! “B..Brelooooom…” Treecko whined, coming to again and looking up at her. Her eyes were guilty but her smile was loving, caressing his back and hugging him close to her with a quiet coo. “Gotta… please Breloooom…” He groaned and began pumping again, deep humps that only pulled but a few inches free of her convulsing heat. She cooed and moaned with him, stroking his back, massaging the drained male tenderly, helping him keep at it. “You’re such a good boy… Aahhh, don’t stop, cutie..~” She mewled, a conflict of her own between lust and motherly care for the kind adventurer tending to her. She did feel bad to have essentially turned what was merely an intense and intimate breeding in the heat of the moment into a kidnapping, but what else was she supposed to do? “Why… can’t I be satisfied..?” She whined, every ounce of pleasure driving her wild, orgasm after orgasm making a mess of their lower halves and yet no matter how much he fucked her, came in her, made her cum, no matter how good it felt, she never reached that sweet, sweet afterglow, that satisfying feeling of a good fuck. She just felt hornier, more needy every time he filled her, the splash of her juices and the sweet aphrodisiac that laced her saliva keeping Treecko’s body with enough sexual energy to keep fucking and fucking and fucking. As long as she could supply him, they really could have nonstop sex as long as they were willing even if the effect of her drug no longer reinvigorated him properly, now only serving to keep his sex drive going. “We gotta help themmmmffffuuck..~” Jack groaned and bit his lip, trying to look over to the pair of grass-types going at each other. It was a task in itself to tear his gaze off the drop dead sexy bitch guzzling his cock and slurping the saliva off of that pulsing pole of his but he’d managed even if only for a moment to watch Treecko start fucking the Breloom missionary position. “Mmgglk glrk~ Mmmhaah! Yeah sure… after you put a load or three in me, stud~ We teased each other enough, you think I’m gonna sit around watching a big busty MILF get fucked and [B]not[/B] make you mines~?” Pecan growled, hungry kisses showering the male’s cock up and down its length while she swiftly jerked him off, watching the glistening rod pulse with life and dribble thickly with precum. The runny, cloudy essence drooled at an almost constant rate, seeing just how plentiful and virile he was to produce that much precum alone. “Fuck… look at all that… thick and cloudy, that’s so fucking potent..~ All that flavor…” “F-fffuuuck speakin’ of flavor.. g-get those damn lips back on my dick, I-I’m gonna fuckin’ cum..!” Jack warned, grabbing the back of Pecan’s head and shoving her back on him. Her eyes shot open from his sudden forcefulness but Arceus above was it [B]hot![/B] Her pussy [I]throbbed[/I] with excitement being used like this by the male who went on to face fuck her, the audible smack of hips to cheeks and balls to chin making her shudder as did his cock repeatedly plunging down her throat, choking on it, gagging, grabbing the male’s thighs… and pulling him into those thrusts to fuck her mouth harder. Her eyes rolled up, the male’s sharp growls making her pussy ache even more… the smell of him, a rich musk only a real [B]breeder[/B] could provide, his scent, the smells, sounds, tastes, all of her senses were violated by this male’s aggression and it checked off every box for her. Then she moaned hard on his dick with his sharp grunt, all of it plunged down her throat, clogging her windpipe and choking her hard on dick. Heavy throbs surged through the male’s dick with a long, heavy shot of seed pouring straight into her stomach, feeling his excessive supply feeding her, emptying out those large, pulsating balls into her gut. Her eyes rolled up, tears racing down cheeks, blended with the beads of sweat as she felt it all erupt through her. She came so fucking hard for him. Audible splatter sounded as her cunt [B][I]squirted[/I][/B] and she came hard from sucking dick and being used like an onahole. Her mind raced a mile a minute, struggling to keep herself composed under the male’s roughness. She quivered hard, it felt so fucking good… cumming from sucking dick? She’d never done that before, all the dick she’s sucked in her days, delicious as they all were, never had someone just felt so [B]right[/B] to her like this. The way he held her, the way he [I]used[/I] her, his scent… everything about Jack just clicked with her in a way no one else did. He really was her ideal partner in crime. The Pikachu eventually tugged her off of his cock, strings of spittle and cum flying all over his crotch and her face with more ropes of thick, musky cum painting the slut’s face as Jack jerked himself off swiftly through the remains of his excessive orgasm, coating his partner and claiming her as his personal rutting bitch. She panted and moaned, mouth opened, face drenched in all sorts of fluids and cheeks blushing blood red under the layers of sloppy oral. She stuck her tongue out, catching as much of his cum as she could before grabbing the male by the base and engulfing him again, desperately nursing on that dick for the last few spurts of him to paint her tongue and [I]really[/I] get a taste of the male. [I]He’s fucking perfect..~[/I] “Y-yes… yeesss!” Breloom cried out, her back arching and body writhing, another orgasm shaking her to the core. Treecko groaned and panted heavily, having managed to find a bit of strength to give the large woman a bit more proper plowing. Strong humps struck her heat again and again while she cried and moaned in ecstasy, heavily stimulated by his rough fucking through Arceus knows how many orgasms she’d had by now. Her pussy throbbed and slurped up the male’s fat cock, hugging around him to milk Treecko and get him to pump another round of his own love into her. “C-come ooooon… pleeeease, m-moooore..~!” “Fuck… fffuuuuck…” Treecko heaved, his entire body drowning in sweat, the ripe, deepest stank of sex lacing the air around them. Not an ounce of fresh oxygen filled their nostrils with every inhale, only the dirtiest, impure air between them that served to keep arousing them further. Never had nirvana been such a euphoric nightmare for the poor Treecko. He wasn’t sure if he wanted this to keep going on or he’d never want to have sex again. “C’mon, Jack… don’t keep me waiting~ I know you want this, you know I [B]need[/B] this~” Pecan had turned away from the male, face down ass up and hotdogging his soaked dick between her fat ass cheeks. “Put it in, fuck me up, gimme some good anal~ My ass needs to [I]feel[/I] that dick~” “God… fucking dirty bitch, you’re gonna be the death of me~ “Jack gave the gal a firm smack to the right cheek, watching her ass ripple like waves before digging digits into all that booty and spreading her, admiring the sight, eyes on that tight, pink pucker. His tip kissed her rim, soaked cock easily lubing up her entrance with all the seed, saliva, and pre he had to offer. “I ain’t holding back either~” “Good, treat me like the whore I am and [B]fuck me[/B] for your satisfaction~” She cooed and pushed back against him, trying to get the male in her already. Jack, much too eager to finally have his way with her, gave the Emolga just what she–what [I]they[/I] needed and slammed forward. Her ass gave in easily and he sank through her heat without any resistance yet her walls clamped tight like a virgin around his size. Sharp hisses of pure pleasure escaped both with loud moans following, their bodies finally conjoined intimately through pure lust. It had only been a day, not even 24 hours since they’d met yet they felt as if they’d been waiting weeks for this moment to finally happen. “YES~!” Pecan howled, the shiny female quaking under her passionate assailant. Her ass welcomed him, large cheeks squished against the chubby male’s crotch and belly, feeling him [B]throb[/B] inside her. Jack grunted, fingers rolling along her doughy ass meat, kneading away into the slut while he let himself indulge in her heat a while longer. He loved the feeling of Pecan’s ass, already the best he’d had granted she was only his second since becoming a Pikachu, but he knew right then and there that he likely wouldn’t find anyone that could compete or compare to this. [I]If there’s ass out there that feels better than [/I][B][I]this[/I][/B][I], I’d have to marry ‘em without question.[/I] He joked with himself, another smack at the slut’s large backside. Every spank was met with a moan from Pecan, the female clearly taking plenty of pleasure and joy in butt stuff. Her hips swayed again, stirring that dick around and grinding onto him, encouraging the Pikachu to have at her already. “C’mon… start pumpin’, start fuckin’ before I embarrass myself and cum just having you in me…MMHHF YEAH YEAH [B]YEAH~![/B]” Her complaints were cut off by the male happily obliging her. Her world rocked back and forth from Jack’s heavy slams, the echoing plap and smack of their intense sex drowned out by her screaming cries of bliss and approval. She dug her fingers into the grass beneath them, trying to keep herself from being fucked along the floor from how strong the Pikachu’s hips crashed against her giant ass. His grunts were music to her ears, full of pleasured determination to plow her good and get himself off. Constant spanks had her howling for him, from the smacks of hips to booty to the slaps of those paws against jiggling cheeks. Jack bit his lip, focusing entirely on fucking Pecan. He wanted to get her off good for giving him the damn best head he’d ever received but he also wanted to fuck this slut full of as much nut as his balls could produce, the nonstop assault of euphoric sensation spurring on his already insatiable sex drive. He fucked as if his life depended on this, like cumming was a necessity for survival. It just made it feel that much more intense. “FUCK!” The Pikachu slammed it all home and let himself pulse wild in her again. His throbs were intense, it almost felt like another orgasm with how much he twitched and pulsed, pumping precum inside her and soaking the slut’s ass wetter than a Nidoqueen in season. The sloppy gushes and sloshes of wild sex only upped the experience for them both, the sounds as valuable as the feelings. “More! More! MORE!” Pecan hissed and howled, strong chills running up her spine and sending her seizing with pleasure. Her entire body shook uncontrollably, stuttering moans and whimpers escaping the flying squirrel as she lost herself to an explosive orgasm, honey running down her inner thighs in thick dribbles from her quivering cunt. As if cumming weren’t enough, she started squirting on the Pikachu as well, spraying strong against his thighs while she could barely raise her voice from just how otherworldly the pleasure was. “M-mmhhh!... Mmh-mmm-mmm-mmnnaaah… hhhhh-mmhh-aahh-hhnnhn…!” She bit her lip, blushing furiously, eyes shut tightly and slamming her fist against the ground repeatedly. Holy fuck, it felt so good! She couldn’t find the words to express her pleasure, simply shaking, quaking, cumming. Her lips curled upward shakily, a sloppy smile on her face, drooling on herself while she rode out an earth shattering orgasm that doubled over into the next. “C-c-can’t… can’t s-sseee… th-thinkkkggfuuckf-ffuu-uuuck fuc-cck… J-J-Jaa-a-a-acck yyeess yess y-yesssss..~” All she could do at this point was shake and try to stay sane, the Pikachu’s recklessness persisting, the heavy slams against her breaking her one thrust at a time. Her entire body was violently shivering from pleasure, her legs feeling like jelly as the Pikachu’s hold on her hips and his wild fucking was all that kept her from completely collapsing into the slowly growing puddle of pussy juices and cum she’d constantly sprayed from the Pikachu’s fucking her ass into the perfect molten cave for his cock. “Atta girl… you can’t even fuckin’ speak right anymore..~” The Pikachu taunted his partner, leaning over her and wrapping his arms around her neck, pulling at her and lifting the slut off the ground and into a standing position. He pressed on her from behind, listening to her choke and gag as he held carefully at her neck, pressing down on the right spots to asphyxiate the Emolga without harm, giving her only enough airflow to go lightheaded but not unconscious. “Dick like this is rare to you, huh~? All that noise you’re makin’ is all genuine, ain’t it slut~?” His voice had grown deep and dark, like he’d become a completely different Pokemon. Pecan came again. “You gonna be a good bitch from now on~? You gonna be [B]mines[/B]~?” She could only gargle and gag, struggling to nod her head for him. “That’s my girl… When you need dick, I’m right here… Now [B]cum on my fucking cock~[/B]” The Pikachu suddenly tugged himself out of her ass and lunged forward, violating her untouched cunt and listening to her choked screams as she [B][I]HOSED[/I][/B] him down. His thrusts were just as ruthless but the pleasure seemed to amplify tenfold with her hypersensitive pussy now receiving direct stimulation from the wild monster using her without an ounce of care. And yet the way he fucked her up, she could tell he was very into it but his intent was all for her pleasure. This fucking Pikachu was going to be her whole world at this rate. As she came violently for the 8th time, she found no complaints in belonging to him. “Grrrhhh… fffuuuuck… Hope you’re not in season…” Jack growled huskily into the gal’s ear, listening to her drool and struggle to clasp to reality, the feeling of being lightweight and lightheaded from the choking sex making every second of pleasure feel like its own mini orgasm. He whispered sultrily to his partner, finally letting go of her neck to hug her belly and caress it rather tenderly in contrast to every other violent part of him. “...cus I’m gonna swell your fuckin’ womb..~” The Pikachu then buried every inch of himself into Pecan’s pussy before she could say anything, feeling his tip not only jab and kiss her cervix but force her open, the tip lodged into her deepest depths and pouring endless streams of virile white into her unprotected depths. And all Pecan could do was continue to choke on pleasure and cum her consciousness away as she collapsed backwards against the male fucking her freedom away into his ruthless, heavenly ownership. The last thing she could think of as darkness took her away was wondering if the Kecleon brothers sold collars and leashes. “Shit… fffuuucking hell…” Jack panted heavily, holding Pecan in his arms and fanning the unconscious squirrel while giving her sweaty cheeks idle kisses and licks. “That… holy fuck… what was [I]that..?[/I]” It was like night and day as if a switch had just flicked in the Pikachu that completely changed him again. “Pecan..?” He looked down at the Emolga, completely knocked out with a goofy smile on her face. He blushed furiously, feeling himself throbbing and still leaking a bit of his remaining seed into her pussy. “Uhh… no really, what the fuck [I]was[/I] that? Did… did [I]I [/I]do that?” He carefully laid his partner down beside the puddles of cum they’d made and continued fanning her with his paw. “Jeez… you look like you loved it though~ But uh.. fuck, I really fucked you out of it, huh? Gonna… gonna have to tone it back a little, I think.” His ear twitched hearing a groan from behind him. “Oh shit–oh [B]shit[/B] I–[I]we[/I] totally forgot what we were even here for. Uh. Uhh… well I’ll just hope he ain’t dead aaannnnd…” Jack turned to look over back at Breloom and Treecko. Sure enough, they were still fucking and the puddles of their own sex had completely surrounded their bodies entirely. “Good lord, they need serious help. Wait… yeah, no shit idiot, that’s kinda why we’re here.” Jack berated himself with a facepalm and got up, lifting Pecan into his arms. “C’mon, lovely. Let’s finish the job. Maybe I’ll ask that Breloom hottie to come with us, Chatot might be able to help her with that problem of hers.” Carrying the fainted electric-type in his arms, he finally confronted the pair directly. It was no secret to the grass-types that they had an audience in the two rodents but they were finally acknowledged by them, Treecko looking up with bloodshot eyes and heavy bags under them. “Heeeey buddyyyyy. We uh… [I]caaame[/I] to rescue you. We got your job listing about this… [B]this.[/B]” “Mmmhh…” Treecko groaned, still idly fucking the mewling and moaning Breloom. “Wh-wha..? You’re taking him away from me..? But you can’t..! I… I need this–I-I need [B]him..![/B]” Breloom protested though too weakened by her heat and the sex to even lift a finger to stop the Pikachu. “What if I brought you along with us? I might know someone who can help you with that… y’knoooow, your [I]problem.[/I]” Jack proposed, gaining the needy Breloom’s interest. “Y-you do..? And I’d get to stay with Treecko?” “I don’t think…” Treecko began, speaking between exhausted huffs. “...haah… I could get rid of you… if I wanted… I uhh…” He began to blush, looking away a bit bashfully. “I… know I really shouldn’t have but, I–we, w-well maybe… probably sorta… f-fell in love with each other… during all this…” “Aww, how cute~” Jack teased a little, gently setting Pecan down so he could reach for his badge, pulling it from its socket on his bag. “Hold onto me and I can get us all outta here, Treecko.” “W-wait, before you do that… it won’t work on Breloom…” Treecko looked over at the panting, whining female and gave her round belly a soft rub. “She’s… she’s a Tameless… she lives here…” “Huh. Well… that’s news to me. Is there a way we can make it work then?” “Umm, yeah actually, uh…” Treecko turned his attention to the pregnant female again. “Breloom, uh… [I]M-Mama[/I]… I uh, I do wanna stay with you but.. I should also get back home too. Maybe… maybe you could come with me, like…join my Exploration Team?” “If it means we get to stay together, I would love to~” She cooed and gave Treecko a kiss on the forehead. “Especially if it means I can get help… as much as I enjoy this… I hate what it’s done to you, sweetheart… I feel so horrible putting you through this just for me…” Treecko kissed her lips tenderly and smiled at his lover, resting a paw on her belly again and stroking slowly. “For [B]us[/B]..~” He spoke softly and the two nuzzled noses together, Breloom tearing up a bit with a smile. “Alright, we’re ready now.” Jack nodded and placed a paw on his shoulder, his tail pressed with Pecan’s and pressing the button on his badge. With a large spotlight shining down on them each from above, they were whisked away out of the dungeon, taken home and outside the guild’s entrance. Recollecting themselves, Treecko and Breloom were instructed to make themselves presentable before entering, the two finally parting from their endless sexual joining and attempting to cleanse as much of the messes of their love off of each other while Jack tended to himself and Pecan. When they were, for the most part, clean of all the fluid save their sweat drenched bodies, they entered the guild to report to Chatot back at the job bulletin. “My, what splendid work, you two! You’ve found and rescued Treecko! And…” He looked at the heavily pregnant Breloom, her breasts lactating slightly as she blushed furiously with embarrassment and shame. “H..Hello, mister Chatot…” She spoke shyly. Treecko stood beside her, giving her a gentle, reassuring pat on the belly. “It’s OK,” Jack began, reassuring the flustered Breloom as well, “Chatot here is the guy I was talking about that might be able to help you. Chatot, have you ever heard of a Pokemon having… how do I put this… she’s like… in heat but permanently, I guess? She’s, uh… well you can see she’s very much pregnant but isn’t that usually supposed to satisfy a Pokemon’s heat?” “That it is. She should’ve been sated essentially the instant she was first impregnated. But you say she’s still in season?” Chatot questioned with a nod from the Breloom who began squirming a bit. Sure enough, she was feeling the burning need for sex again without having Treecko inside of her anymore. “I-it’s a miserable feeling… it was incredible at first b-but after the first… [I]many[/I] loads he’d given me, it was agonizing… pleasurable sure, but I just–we just wanted it to be over. I… I had him with me for 3 days, mister Chatot… we barely took breaks that entire time and… I had him mating me the whole time, we’re barely functional..!” She whined and squirmed, struggling to keep herself composed. Her scent permeated the air, Chatot gulping and starting to blush. “A-aah yes, I see, I smell–err, [B]hear![/B] What you’re saying, ma’am… But I do know someone that can help you! If you head into Treasure Town, you’ll find a Chansey running a Day Care service, go see her and let her know about your problem, she’s also the town’s nurse. She’s dealt with this problem before so she’ll be able to take care of you.” “Oh thank you so much, mister Chatot!” Breloom couldn’t help but give the bird a crushing hug. “Thank you all so much for helping us!” “Err y-yes, thank you again, Pikachu. We really are in your debt for this, not just helping me but my umm… new teammate a-and…” Treecko blushed heavily, looking over at Breloom who was still crushing poor Chatot in a bear hug. “A-and my new mate… goodness, it’s embarrassing to say that… A-ah! But I owe you your reward too! I haven’t forgotten.” Reaching into his Treasure Bag, Treecko pulled out the promised coin as well as a couple of berries and a seed. “250 Poké and two berries–an Oran and a Chesto Berry–as promised. I put in an extra Plain Seed for going above and beyond just rescuing me. It… it used to be a Tiny Reviver Seed but umm, I kinda fainted hard at one point during… It’s mostly useless now, I’m sorry… but I hear that Plain Seeds are a surprisingly very effective flavor booster in drinks at cafes so maybe you could still find a good use for it!” “Ayy, this is nice, thanks~ I also sorta forgot we get paid for this work.” Jack chuckled, storing away the spoils in his bag. “We should get going before Breloom err… causes a ruckus. Mama, let’s go find that Chansey so we can get you looked at.” Breloom glanced over at the males and nodded, dropping a barely conscious Chatot and scooping Treecko up into her arms. “Here, sweetie. I’ll walk us there, you poor thing… maybe we can have her look at you as well to get you back to tiptop shape~” She cooed and they shared affectionate nuzzles while leaving out the guild. “Hack! Hork… SQUAWK! I’m OK! I am… OK.” Chatot heaved, slowly getting himself up off the floor. “You two!... Fantastic work, helping not only your client but assisting him in matters outside of your job requirement. You two… hooohh my word, that Breloom has a Bewear’s grip… Guildmaster was right about you. You two certainly have potential~ Now… the evening is young and there’s still a little time before dinner. Do feel free to lounge about the guild or in town until then~ And…” He took a whiff at the two and blushed heavily. “...Please clean yourselves up before then. I cannot control what happens outside of the guild, but I would like to avoid these… [I]adult aromas[/I] in the Guildmaster’s presence.” “Err right! Shit–I mean fuck–I mean! I didn’t swear! Uh… Chatot what’s an Oran and Chesto Berry do?” “Eh? You aren’t aware of them? They’re both quite common berries… Well, regardless it is my job to inform and educate~ Oran Berries are a great source of quick health, they’re rather effective at energizing the body. Chesto Berries are a quick cure for almost any case of sleeping. Wanna wake someone up on the spot? Have them chew up a bit of Chesto~ Though if you eat it while already awake, instead you’ll become restless for a little while and won’t be able to be put to sleep at all! With a few very special exceptions.” “Ahh, okay, thanks thanks. Maybe I can wake up Pecan with that Chesto then… Nah, I should hold onto it. We might need it in a dungeon one day. I’ll just take care of her myself.” He scooped the Emolga back into his arms and carried her out with him. He would start at the beach, taking her there for a cleansing, carefully and thoroughly washing out the evidence of their wild fucking. He was tender with her, scrubbing gently and occasionally caressing or massaging her body. He couldn’t help but blush, going from treating her like a cheap toy to treating her like a queen, rubbing her down until she looked good as new then doing the same with himself after. “Alright. Let’s get you home so you can sleep the rest of this out. We did a great job but you were especially amazing handling so much~” Jack smiled at his partner and patted her head. “I’ll put aside some of my dinner for you to eat when you wake up, sleepyhead. You’ll need the energy with how sore you’re gonna be in the morning~”