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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Pocket_Monsters_|_Pokemon_(Main_Video_Game_Series), Pocket_Monsters_|
      Pokemon_-_All_Media_Types, Pocket_Monsters:_Black_&_White_|_Pokemon_Black
      and_White_Versions, Pocket_Monsters:_Black_2_&_White_2_|_Pokemon_Black_2
      &_White_2_Versions
  Relationship:
      Mei_|_Rosa/Touko_|_Hilda
  Character:
      Mei_|_Rosa, Touko_|_Hilda
  Additional Tags:
      Futanari, Blackmail, Repaying_Debt, Oral_Sex, Face-Fucking, Facials,
      Vaginal_Sex, Rape/Non-con_Elements, Teenagers, Creampie, Internal
      Conflict, Deepthroating, Breeding, Extremely_Dubious_Consent
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-02-09 Words: 3990
****** Paying a Debt ******
by FumiKanno
Summary
     Rosa challengers a trainer that should be a total walk in the park in
     hopes of making a quick buck to fund her shopping addiction, but she
     quickly finds herself outmatched. With an empty wallet and the threat
     of owing a total stranger a debt, she hopes that she can bargain her
     way out!
Hilda stood boldly before her defeated opponent with a smug grin, having
cleanly snuffed out her challenger’s flame with very little actual challenge.
It was almost boring, how quickly the younger girl kneeling before her had
crumbled beneath Hilda’s offense. Now the girl was sniffling like a child who
has scraped their knee, on the ground with her hands in her face.
“Boo hoo!” Rosa sobbed softly. It was clear that she was putting up a facade,
her crying exaggerated and fake to the point where it was a little offensive
for Hilda to stand there and be forced to listen to it, but she had no choice.
She’d accidentally spent the last bit of her cash on an absolutely adorable
Poké Doll, thinking that she’d just go and challenge the next trainer that
looked like they would be a piece of cake to take down. It seemed that her
target selection had been extremely poor this time, and she had been severely
punished for it. Not only were her Pokémon injured, but her pride as well, and
now she was left to face the punishment of her severely mismanaged funds.
“You beat me, I can’t believe it!” She continued on in her whining tone of
voice, hoping that she could earn a shred of sympathy from the victor. She
peeked, one of Rosa’s wide blue eyes glancing up at Hilda from below. Her luck
had turned from bad to worse, the winning trainer standing with an expectant -
and somewhat quizzical - expression on her face. This foe was cold hearted! “I-
I’m sorry miss, but I don’t have any money! I just keep losing, I’m flat
broke!” This statement was the furthest from the truth, she had been on quite
the win streak up until now. This arrogance was part of what had lead into her
downfall in this battle.
“…Eh?” Hilda asked, furrowing her brow. This was just her luck, she’d wasted
her time battling some two-bit trainer. There had been no cash in it for her,
and hardly any experience for her Pokémon. She had taken time out of her busy
grinding schedule for this, and now she had gotten the short end of the stick!
It had been partially her fault for hanging around an area where some of the
weaker trainers frequented, but it was this brat’s fault for insisting on a
battle to begin with! “…You’re kidding, right? Like, you’re totally strapped
for cash? Nothing? Zip? Nada?” Rosa solemnly nodded her head, her gaze
downcast. Hilda let out a long sigh and pursed her lips in thought.
“Is there anything else I could do for you in return? I could groom your
Pokémon for you!” Rosa quickly offered, trying to alleviate the situation with
a suggestion of providing other services for the victor. A little bit of
physical labor could get her out of this sticky situation, she hoped. Owing a
debt to a total stranger wasn’t something she was particularly keen on the idea
of, especially someone so skilled a battler. Strong trainers were on a totally
different level than she was! “I also do massages! Your Pokémon seem like they
work hard, surely I could help ease their tension!” Her eyes desperately
scanned Hilda’s face for some sort of positive reaction. The winner, still
standing tall, suddenly smirked, her lush lips curled into a devious smile.
“Massages, you say? That doesn’t sound half bad!” Hilda chuckled softly. Her
interpretation of Rosa’s idea was much more perverse, especially at the
suggestion of the relief of tension. There had been one thing that she had been
craving for a good while now. The life of a trainer embarking on the gym leader
challenge was a tough one, and lonely as well, and Hilda hadn’t had the time to
take proper care of herself since she’d begun her journey. Privacy was scarce
as well, always another trainer looking to battle crossing her path any time
she wanted five minutes to herself. The two girls were in solitude now,
however, further building her anticipation. A bulge in her ridiculously short
jean shorts began to form, the lump in her trousers straining against the cloth
as she licked her lips. “I have something you could massage, alright… I have a
lot of tension built up, and you may be exactly the person to help with it!”
She reached down, placing a palm on the tent in her shorts and slowly caressing
the shape of it.
“W-… What is that?” Rosa asked, feigning a calm attitude. Acting shocked in a
situation like this would be useless if this turned out to be a disgusting
prank of some sort - but if it wasn’t, then panicking may have some merit after
all. She swallowed her feelings of fear, feeling a lump in her throat, while
keeping her eyes trained on the beast caged by the thick fabric of Hilda’s
bottoms. She followed every subtle, teasing motion of the girl’s hand as it ran
across the sizeable bulge, studying the motions to judge just how real of a
threat it posed to her. Hilda definitely looked to be a real girl, there was no
doubt in Rosa’s mind there, the buxom brunette with broad hips and an
impressive rack to boot. She had even managed to catch a few glimpses of the
ass that Hilda had packed in her tight shorts, and she couldn’t help but find
herself jealous of just how plump and tight it was. It was much easier to fake
a dick than to fake an hourglass figure of this caliber, especially in such
revealing clothes.
“Are you as dumb as you are bad at battling?” Hilda scoffed, pinching the
zipper of her shorts between her index finger and thumb. It came down in one
tug, opening up a suitable escape for the behemoth beyond the cloth prison. It
flopped out all at once, hitting Rosa in the face with a shocking ‘thwap’ of
the semi-flaccid she-meat slapping across her awestruck visage. Not only was
Hilda’s dick very much real, but it was also as equally well endowed as the
rest of the girl’s proportions. Rosa sat in disbelief, totally silent as she
felt the warm, throbbing mass lay across her wide-eyed expression. She couldn’t
speak, far too terrified to even challenge the overwhelming presence that this
monstrosity had. “Speechless, huh?” Hilda chuckled, placing a delicate hand on
the back of Rosa’s head and running her fingers through the girl’s brown locks.
She moved to grab for the visor on the flabbergasted loser’s head and tossed it
aside, giving Hilda much freer access to the girl’s full face. “I tend to have
that effect on people… But hey, you were the one who said you do massages! So
why don’t you put that cute little mouth to work and massage my dick until I
blow my load all over your cute little face, hm?”
“N-no way!” Rosa stammered, placing her palm against the underside and trying
to shove it away. It felt so dense and heavy, there was no doubt in her mind
that this thing was definitely real - and she was definitely freaked out.
“You’re disgusting! Get that thing out of my face! There’s no way I’m putting
my mouth on that gross thing!” She whined, stumbling backwards and bumping her
back into the trunk of a tree. Hilda had taken steps in time with her, leaving
Rosa cornered. She shook her head violently, but still her attacker persisted.
Hilda firmly took Rosa by her twin-tails, her thrashing restricted by the grip
on her brunette reins, the big-dicked bully perching her slab of dick-meat
across the writhing girl’s face.
“I didn’t realize I was giving you a choice in the matter,” Hilda chuckled. She
began to roll her hips against Rosa’s face, forcing her to nuzzle the stiff
obelisk pulsating leaking pre-cum onto the girl’s forehead. “Last I checked you
weren’t in a position to negotiate, or am I mistaken? You don’t even have any
Pokémon left to defend yourself with!” She had to stifle her laughter as she
spoke, not wanting to unnecessarily add insult to injury. There was nothing
comedic about this situation, after all. At least, not if you were Rosa.
“Unless, of course, you would prefer that I use brute force instead? I have
ways of getting you to open that mouth for me!” Rosa flinched at the idea,
knowing exactly how strong Hilda’s Pokémon were. They were still fighting fit,
and her figure was as soft as her curves suggested. She was basically the
equivalent of a curvaceous marshmallow. Against the strength of a fully evolved
Pokémon, she would be like putty. She would much rather prefer the rough touch
of the trainer instead, choosing between the relatively lesser and gentler of
the two evils.
“…F-fine,” she mumbled, hesitant to open her mouth even an inch. Hilda took
full advantage as soon as Rosa did, however, quick to draw back her hips and to
shove her prick into the slight opening between Rosa’s glossy, light pink lips.
“Nnng…” She groaned, her expression curling into a scowl, baring her gritted
teeth for a brief moment back at the dominant trainer. She quickly gave way
after a glare of disapproval from Hilda, submitting to the woman’s demands and
granting access to the swollen crown looming before her maw. Hilda thrust her
hips forward, plugging Rosa’s parted lips and shoving the head of her meaty
fuck-stick against the back of her throat. “Glg!” She met the sudden motion
with a gag, taken off guard by the abruptness.
“Maybe you aren’t as stupid as you seem after all!” Hilda giggled, easing up
her grip on Rosa’s twin-tails. She began to lightly rock her pelvis back and
forth, slowly moving in and out of the warm, wet embrace of Rosa’s mouth,
dragging the underside of her vascular cock along the flat surface of the
girl’s tongue. It made her shudder with delight, staring down at the defeated
trainer with a wry grin and a hungry leer. She wanted to cum then and there,
met with the agitated visage of her trophy of her recent battle, but blowing
her load so soon would surely be something to regret. Hilda was no one pump
chump, and though the opinion of this weakling at her feet didn’t matter much
to her, she still felt that she had something to prove. Even then, it had been
awhile since she had last relieved herself. Just the foreign touch of the
girl’s mouth had her fidgeting awkwardly, trying her hardest not to teeter over
the edge. She continued to move slowly, pulling and pushing on Rosa’s head in
time with the motions of her broad hips, using the girl’s pleasing oral cavity
to stroke her thick shaft in short motions.
“Fuuuck~” Hilda moaned softly, her sizeable chest heaving against the
restriction of her tight top as steadied herself with deep breaths. She tried
to focus on everything but the face-fucking, but it was to no avail. The
terrified, defiant look in Rosa’s eyes pushed her over the edge. Her cock began
to swell, oozing with an almost steady stream of her pre-cum until it finally
burst. It exploded into a torrent of off-white gunk, being force-fed directly
into Rosa’s mouth and filling up her cheeks until they were at their capacity
in cream. Some began to spill out around her lips, drooling down her chin as
she struggled to choke it down - not given much choice with how plentiful and
gooey in texture it was. It disgusted Rosa to no end, but the disdainful look
in Hilda’s eyes beckoned her to drink down every last drop. She could only be
thankful that it was drawing to its end, only having to endure getting her face
humped into a few times. Already having swallowed her fill in jizz, she was
sure that the worst of it was officially over.
“Whew! That felt amazing!” Hilda remarked with a content sigh as she ceased her
thrusting, holding herself with a little over a third of her dick sheathed down
Rosa’s mouth. The column of girl-meat was still incredibly stiff and hot,
pulsating wildly in spite of having just ejaculated. An ominous feeling washed
over Rosa as she realized that no blood was rushing out of Hilda’s groin, still
very much erect in her mouth. Her brow furrowed, terror washing over her face
anew as Hilda tightened her grip back up on the twin-tails she’d held so onto
so fast. “That was definitely a satisfying warm-up! ‘Course I still have a few
more loads backed up to dump, if you don’t mind… Er… Not that I’m giving you a
choice.” She snickered at her joke, made in incredibly poor taste, and curtly
yanked back on both pig-tails at once. Rosa’s throat was impaled on the fat
jizz-cannon without much resistance, her eyes going wide in shock as her airway
was totally plugged with cock.
“Glllk! Glllrrrg!” Rosa gagged, saliva bubbling up at her lips around the
girth. Tears began to well up in her eyes, nostrils flaring as she desperately
tried to fill her lungs with oxygen. It was futile, nothing could get down her
windpipe with a fifteen-inch monster as thick around as her forearm blocking
the way. Her hands came up to push back at Hilda’s thighs, fingers sinking into
the plush flesh just beneath the end of the ridiculously short shorts that the
girl wore, but it wasn’t enough to resist the brutal pull that Hilda had on her
brown locks.
“Ooh, fuck! That’s nice and tight!” Hilda grunted, starting to pull back and
swing her hips into the girl’s face, her grapefruit-sized nuts slapping off of
Rosa’s drool and cum coated chin each time she came forward. The wet, sloppy
sounds of the savage throat-fucking began to fill the surrounding area of the
deserted forest, gagging, slurping, and the clapping of balls-to-face
accompanied only by Hilda’s soft moaning and panting as she worked lustfully.
Rosa’s throat visibly bulged out with the sheer density of the solid cock-flesh
plunging down her wind-tunnel, her jaw stretched out to an uncomfortable extent
with no time to rest against the onslaught of the bucking of Hilda’s pelvis.
“Hahhh! This mouth is great!” She groaned, her eyes rolling back as she bit
down on her lower lip. “I might have to make you my personal travel companion!
You even come with built-in handles!” She wanted more, now repeatedly sinking
herself to the very hilt and only drawing back just a little more than an inch
before immediately burying herself back down to the very base. She held herself
in place for several long moments each time, watching the color fade from
Rosa’s face as she was deprived of air circulation to her lungs.
Then she suddenly pulled back, without a word, several strands of slobber
connecting her phallus to the gaping lips of the breathless girl beneath her.
She took the shaft in one hand, swiftly starting to jerk her length from side
to side with the perverse schlicking of her smearing saliva along her prick,
ravenously beating off to the sight of Rosa’s messy face. Hilda swung down with
her cock, slapping the battered trainer across her face with several wet
‘thwaps’, before taking a step back and examining her work.
“Oh Arceus, I wanna cover that pretty little face of yours!” Hilda breathed,
caressing her shaft with a firm grip with one hand while using the other to
fondle the smooth, milky-white cum-globules beneath. Rosa was both enthralled
and absolutely nauseated by the sight, unable to turn away in spite of her
stomach churning at the thought of Hilda producing a second load of spunk so
soon. “You’re just so cute - ahhn! - the stupid ones always are!” Hilda
giggled, breathing heavily through her mouth, her tongue running over her plush
tiers as she stared down the helpless girl beneath her package. “I don’t think
I’d ever forgive myself if I let you get away, y’know. You’d be such a suitable
cum-dump… Er, companion! I could teach you a lot about… Battling!” Her attempt
at hiding her true intentions were as transparent as her approaching climax,
especially with the way she stared so wolfishly at Rosa.
“I’m sure that there are many services you could - nnnf…! - provide for me in
exchange for my teachings as well. Hyahhh, f-fuck!” Her fantasizing paired with
the constant stimulation of her fuck-stick was more than enough inch her over
the threshold into her second orgasm, going nearly cross-eyed as pleasure
surged through her body. Ropes of her thick splooge erupted from the cusp of
her meat-spear, her hand moving at a more furious pace than ever as her whole
body quivered and shook with intense pleasure. “Oh fuck!” She cursed again, her
repetitive moans drowning out the whimpers of Rosa getting her face, hair, and
clothes absolutely plastered with spunk. Hilda closed her eyes in the
aftermath, staying mostly still as her rapid stroking slowly died down to an
idle tempo - milking every last drop from her she-meat with her ironclad grip.
Rosa, more desperate to beat a hasty escape than ever, took the opportunity to
slink over onto all fours, trying to crawl towards the tall grass in hopes of
escaping to a suitable hiding place. Just long enough to lose her horn-dog
pursuer before things got out of hand.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Hilda’s sudden question made Rosa freeze in
place. She felt a sudden weight on her thighs, pinning to the ground as Hilda
took a seat straddling her pantyhose clad legs. “I’ll just assume that you were
presenting this fat ass to me as a sign of your undying obedience to my god-
cock. You just absolutely needed me to give you a good piping after all that
dick sucking, didn’t you?” Rosa felt hands tugging at her stockings, and then a
loud rip that shortly followed. With her skirt already flipped up, she could
feel the warm air of the outdoors against her crotch, left entirely defenseless
to the woman who was so merciless in her assault. The spire of she-meat was
shoved through the tear that had been created and between the crack that her
broad, pert cheeks created, the slick shaft smearing seed and saliva alike onto
the plump flesh. Rosa could feel the gentle thrusting of Hilda’s hips against
her hindquarters, the sticky length compressed between her buttocks from inside
of her leggings. She could only lay and squirm in anticipation as Hilda readied
herself for another round, only to let out a squeal as she felt the the
engorged tip press into her helpless slit.
“Ready or not…~” Hilda crooned, before abruptly bucking forward and shoving
herself into the tight cunt with an ample amount of force. It was easier thanks
to the generous amount of lubricant that had been applied prior, though her
massive size gave her little wiggle room as she began to move back and forth.
Rosa buried her face in her arms, putting all of her focus into stifling any
moans that may betray the lust coerced into her by being stretched out around
such a giant hunk of girl-cock. Hilda’s hands greedily palmed at her bubble
butt, kneading the doughy cheeks while pushing back and forth into the vice-
like grip of Rosa’s sopping wet fuck-hole. Hilda’s fixation soon became
apparent as she so thoroughly massaged and ran her fingers over every square
inch of the supple rear end, toying with the pantyhose-dressed ass in every
conceivable manner as she pounded herself deeper into the unbelievable tight
folds of her fuck-toy.
If she’d had every intention of turning Rosa into a cock-addicted plaything
before experiencing the blissful hug of the girl’s inner walls, she was now
more than certain that letting this girl escape would be a grave mistake. Hilda
would simply have to be as diligent in training her as she would with any of
her Pokémon, and maybe even more so. Turning Rosa into a level one-hundred
breeding bitch was now her top priority! Maybe she could even get her new pet a
collar to boot… She’d always had a thing for dressing up her Pokémon after all,
why should this be any different?
“How does my cock feel in your slutty pussy?” Hilda grunted a rhetorical
question, bringing her palm down hard on one of the broad cheeks in a powerful
slap. The flesh rippled around the blow, Rosa letting out a muffled shriek into
the ground. Her walls clenched around the bitch-breaker pummeling into her
cervix, massaging as much of the shaft that could be crammed into her slightly
too shallow twat. “You’re so damn tight! I’m in love with your body! I could
cum a hundred times using your holes and I’d never get tired!” Though it was an
obvious exaggeration, Rosa couldn’t help but feel conflicted. The praise felt
strangely nice, but the idea of being fucked so roughly a hundred times over
was an idea that inspired fear in her. At least, she so she thought. Being
filled so full of cock like this made her mind blur, making it harder and
harder to think for herself. All that filled her head was just how much seed
was to be pumped into her womb, a little satisfied to know that such a titanic
meat-log was being pleasured by her snatch. She almost felt a sense of pride
knowing that she was accommodating almost the entire distance of the behemoth,
her mind going a little more blank each time she felt Hilda’s nuts slap against
her from behind.
“T-that’s right, you whore!” Hilda called out. “You’re squeezing my dick so
hard, I’m gonna cum inside! Hahhh~!” She lurched forward, placing both palms
firmly down on Rosa’s back as she really began to set in on the cushioned
backside before her. The rapid slapping of flesh slamming into flesh began to
grow in intensity, her moans starting to grow closer in interval. Her body
began to lock up, pleasure overwhelming her frame and causing her convulse and
twist hotly. Her baby-batter began to spill out, powerful bursts of her hot
spunk being injected directly into Rosa’s womb and filling her insides to the
very brim. The tap continued to flow as she continued to pump her hips with her
animalistic thrusting and grunting, sweat beading down her flesh as she worked
to give Rosa a mind-numbing railing from start to the very finish. Cum was
constantly pushed out to make room for a new rope or several, the most intense
and drawn out orgasm of Hilda’s life rolling through her body like a hurricane.
It was only when it finally died down that she reluctantly began to pull out,
coming to rest her softening dick across Rosa’s ass as she recovered from her
third consecutive climax. Despite her typically snarky behavior, she simply
didn’t find the need to say anything. Rosa had gone limp for the most part,
laying sprawled out in the warm grass and silently heaving in recovery from
having her own orgasm or several. Hilda smirked, knowing fully well that she
had made considerable progress in training Rosa into a dutiful fuck-sow in just
their first session.
“I guess you paid off your debt, huh?” Hilda finally chuckled after a long
period of utter quiet. She began to feign the intention of getting up and off
of her freshly broken jizz-rag, pushing herself onto her knees. “I guess I’ll
be on my way. You seem to be pretty firm in your stance in not accompanying me,
after all. Good luck on your journey!” She began to climb to her feet, doing so
at an agonizingly slow pace as if she was waiting for some sort of reaction.
Rosa suddenly twitched beneath her, turning her head to glance over her
shoulder.
“…W-wait…”
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