It wasn’t a big one, but she had some sense of escalation. Looking at each other awkwardly for a moment, they turned back to me and with the same synchronicity, said the others suggestion. It was not what I needed at all, because I was too tired to actually do anything. Any Pokemon who enjoyed my company enough to let me take them home had to have been at least a little predisposed for snark. Her nectar waited beneath the fold, her pussy already soaked with it, and it was all mine to enjoy. My eyes drifted upward to see one of the green bead-like thing around her neck replaced by a protruding vine, and the only response I had was to gulp in an ominous, cartoony fashion.(its a vien from a her neck)
“Chi chi Chikorita!” she yelped, red eyes wide open and looking down at me with a deadly mixture of glee, pleasure, and amusement.
