Pokemon Sword and Sheath

“We shouldn’t leave Opelucid,” Rosa said, her voice distant.

“I agree,” Hilda nodded. “But Cheren needs our help in Humilau. Team Plasma got what they wanted here; there’s nothing more we can do.”

“The city’s a chunk of ice. People are trapped in their homes,” Rosa replied. “How many people are being treated for severe frostbite?”

Hilda paused, looking down at her right hand, wrapped in bandages, as was her right leg. “At least two.”

Rosa’s entire torso was bandaged as well. The gauze had been soaked in Ice Heal to help their bodies heal faster. Rosa’s neck was wrapped, along with both of her arms (hands and fingers too). Her right leg was also bound, under her leggings and yellow shorts.

“Three,” Rosa corrected her. She didn’t have to say who she was talking about, but Hilda knew she meant Drayden. 

The cousins were in their room at the Pokémon Centre, which had turned into an emergency shelter. They were packing up their stuff, getting ready to leave, so that it could be transformed into another care room for their worst cases. Hilda turned, looking at Rosa. The top-heavy slut was sitting in the desk chair. Her face was sunken.

“Rosa,” Hilda said. “Please, I’m sorry you couldn’t stop them from getting the D-N-A Splicers, but staying here isn’t going to help anyone. I need you in Humilau, so does Cheren.”

Hilda paused for a moment, weighing whether what she was going to say next would help or hurt. “Hugh needs you too.”

Rosa exhaled, deflating a bit in her seat. “I’m not strong like you or Cheren or Hugh. Every time we’ve gone up against Team Plasma, every time, I’ve been the weak link. Alder had to bail me out on the ranch, Roxie in Aspertia, Burgh in Castelia …”

Hilda crossed the room to Rosa, crouching down to get into Rosa’s dropped line of sight. “Don’t do this. You think Hilbert and I just walked through Team Plasma when we were younger? No, they kicked our ass all the time. But we didn’t give up. We had Cheren and Bianca with us.”

Hilbert The name made Rosa’s spark of life come back. She raised her head, opening her mouth like she was going to speak, but no words came out.

What am I even supposed to say to her? Rosa wondered. She looked up at the ceiling Was that even real? Hilbert in Saffron? How do I know that wasn’t just a weird dream? And what am I supposed to tell Hilda? He hasn’t spoken to her in years. I fucked N without her knowing, and now I can see where Hilbert is and talk to him? I’ll sound crazy. I’ll just hurt her

“Rosie,” Hilda said, putting a hand on the top-heavy slut’s unbandaged leg.

“Let’s go,” Rosa said. “Humilau City awaits, right?”

Hilda called back two of her Unfezents, letting her and Rosa fly to Undella Town. Once there, Hilda sent them back to Professor Juniper’s laboratory.

“The Marine Tube will get us there in just a few hours,” Hilda said as they walked across the beach town. It seemed so wrong compared to the frozen hellscape they had just left. The warm sun felt sour on their bandages.

“Why didn’t we just fly straight to Humliau City?” Rosa asked.

“I don’t trust that Team Plasma isn’t lurking around there. Last thing we need is to fly straight into their airship in our condition with no way to fight back,” Hilda explained.

The cousins entered the Marine Tube. If Rosa wasn’t feeling so sullen, she might’ve been able to enjoy the beautiful ocean views hidden behind the hard glass. They weren’t sightseers anymore, though.

They arrived in Humilau City in the early afternoon. Cheren and Hugh were waiting for them, along with another man. He was tall and tanned, wearing blue swim trunks and nothing else. His hair was dyed blue.

“Who’s that?” Rosa asked, leaning towards Hilda.

“That’s Marlon, the gym leader in Humilau. He got promoted a bit before Roxie did,” Hilda explained. “I’m glad Cheren’s calling in some more local support.”

Cheren gestured with his chin towards the approaching cousins. Marlon turned, grinning at the duo.

“So, you’re the girl whose setting the League on fire!” He declared with a wide grin. Rosa was stunned by the words. People usually addressed the former champion first.

“Me?” She asked, pointing at herself with her good hand.

“Yes! Rosa Whitley, Seven and oh for gym battles. Spotless record? Being trained by her cousin, the former champ?” Marlon declared. 

“Uhhh, yeah, that’s me,” Rosa nodded.

Cheren was shaking his head. Hugh looked annoyed.

“So, how’s about you and I head back to the gym? I’m eager to test my mettle against you,” Marlon said.

“The … gym?” Rosa asked. “But, what about Team Plasma?”

Marlon shrugged. “What about ‘em?”

Rosa blinked, stunned by his words. “What?”

“Marlon’s from Alola,” Cheren explained. “He wasn’t around back when Team Plasma first made a name for themselves.”

“He says he doesn’t care,” Hugh added, speaking through gritted teeth, glaring at his fellow (fake) bluenette.

“You don’t care,” Hilda repeated Hugh’s words.

Marlon shrugged again. “I came to Unova to run my gym. Far as I’m concerned, that’s all the skin I’ve got in this race. ‘Sides, sounds like you handled ‘em no problem last time ‘round.”

He flashed a grin and winked at Hilda. The bottom-heavy former champion seemed nonplussed by the flirtatious move.

“If you don’t care, then what are you doing here?” Hilda asked, crossing her arms.

“Like I said, I came to her,” He pointed at Rosa. “I cleared my whole schedule today for this battle.

“She’s busy,” Hilda answered. “Helping us battle Team Plasma.”

“Oh, c’mon, one quickie won’t hurt,” Marlon insisted. “Plus, if you beat me, you’ll have eight badges. You can focus all your energy on Team Plastic.”

“Plasma,” Hugh sneered.

“Yeah, that, whatever,” Marlon waved a flippant hand at the blunette.

“Rosa i-” Hilda started to protest, but was silenced by Rosa putting her hand up.

“No, ‘cuz, it’s fine,” Rosa nodded. “You’re a water-type expert, I’m guessing?”

Marlon chuckled. “What gave it away?”

“Right, okay,” Rosa said. “In that case, I’d be happy to run through your whole team with my Jolteon and Serprior.”

Marlon’s grin fell a bit. “You … you have a …”

“Wow, so impressed by the girl whose run through the whole league, and you don’t even know what Pokémon are on my team?” Rosa shook her head in disbelief.

“Well, just ‘cus I got a bad type match up doesn’t mean I’m gonna lose,” Marlon blustered. “Pokémon battles are more than just type match-ups.”

Rosa nodded. “Listen, Marion-”

“Marlon.”

“I don’t care. How about this … you give me the gym badge and fuck off? Then I can get back to what I came here to fucking do in the first place.”

Marlon scoffed. “I can’t just give away gym badges.”

“Okay, new proposal. I can humiliate you with my Jolteon and Serperior for wasting my time this afternoon and pluck that badge from your trembling hands of defeat, or we can go behind that building, and I can suck you off for the badge, and we never have to see how badly I’d put a belt to your ass in a real match.”

Marlon blinked. “A-are you serious?”

“Yup,” Rosa replied, her patience waning with each word. “What’ll be?”

Marlon chuckled, trying to maintain some composure. At this point, however, he’d become aware of the glare from not only Rosa, but Cheren, Hugh, and Hilda as well. It was more of a nervous laugh now.

“S-sure, I’ll take a blowjob,” He nodded. Rosa reached her good arm out, grabbing him by the wrist and dragging him away.

“Good, let’s get this over with then,” Rosa said.

Hilda shook her head, stepping closer to Cheren and Hugh as Marlon and Rosa stormed off.

“So much for extra help,” Hilda sighed. “Maybe we should reach out to the other gym leaders?”

Cheren shook his head. “They’d take too long to arrive. It’ll have to be just the four of us.”

Hilda looked at Hugh. “You’re looking better.”

Hugh nodded. “I figure I shouldn’t look like a homeless person when I beat Team Plasma and take Hailey’s Purrloin back.” The blunette paused, looking down. “Is uhhh … Is Rosa okay? Her arm …”

“You could’ve asked her instead of me, you know,” Hilda countered.

Hugh looked down, shame drawing his eyes to the ground.

Rosa and Marlon slipped into the shadow of the building. The gym leader looked excited, and Rosa looked annoyed. The Top-heavy whore dropped to a squat, moving gingerly due to her injured arm.

“Alright, cock out, let’s do this,” She demanded impatiently.

“Damn,” Marlon grinned. “Right to the point? I like that.”

His hands went to his swim trunks, beginning to undo the cloth knot that was holding them up. The top-heavy whore stared at his crotch with an expressionless face. She would have undone the knot herself (and done it quicker) if her arm weren’t in a sling.

The shorts finally dropped, revealing a thick cock. Rosa’s jaw dropped, taken aback by the sight before her. He was far from the longest she’d ever taken, but the thickness was like nothing she’d ever seen. His cock was far paler than the rest of his tanned body. She reached forward with her good arm, wrapping her dainty digits around the chubby cock. Even now, when he was only half-hard, she couldn’t get her fingers entirely around it.

It’s thicker than my throat! She thought, remembering suddenly she’d promised to swallow it. Her hand began to slowly pump up and down the shaft, trying to get him hard. The massive shaft was covered in more veins that Rosa had ever seen on a dick in her life. There were nearly a dozen of them. Her cunt was drooling between her legs, soaking her bandages in something other than Ice Heal.

Rosa was completely enraptured by the massive cock. Her eyes were staring at it; it was the only thing in the world she could look at. Her chest shuddered with arousal. Her huge tits were shaking on her svelte torso. Her mouth fell open, drool glistening on her lower lip.

“Anytime now,” He said.

Rosa blinked, looking up at him. “W-what?”

“You’ve been stroking my dick for like two minutes,” Marlon replied. “I’m not gonna get any harder, I hate to break it to you.”

Rosa’s eyes dropped again, recapturing the visage of the huge cock. He’d gotten thicker still, but not much longer.

BA-BUMP~!!

Sucks this guy is such an asshole. But then again, I guess sucking on dicks belonging to dicks is a staple of your sex life Rosa reflected.

She leaned forward, her titanic tits squishing against her squatting thighs. Her jaw was opened as wide as it could go. Her tongue darted out, coiling around the chubby cock before over half of it disappeared into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged from the sheer volume of dick inside of them. Rosa shut her ears, basking in the gorgeous taste of Marlon’s meat.

SUCC~! GULP~! GULP~! SUCC~! GLUKK~! GULP~! SUCC~! GULP~! SWALLOW~! GULP~! SUCC~! SUCC~! GULP~!

Rosa’s head bobbed up and down the cock slowly, taking more and more of it into her mouth with every pass. Marlon leaned against the wall behind him, basking in the glory of Rosa’s mouth. His hand came up, landing between her twin tails. He pushed down on the back of her head, encouraging her to take more. The top-heavy whore did so, swallowing past his halfway point.

“Arceus Alive~” Marlon moaned. “Most girls can’t handle all this dick as easily~”

Rosa didn’t even think of a response. Instead, she just kept sucking. She plunged forward again, feeling the bulbous, fist-sized tip slip into her throat, making it bulge against her bandages. Slobber was falling from Rosa’s pouty lips, dropping onto her huge tits, contained in her new shirt and the bandages. She could feel the multitude of veins beating against her cheeks. She swallowed hard, hollowing out her cheeks as best she could (which wasn’t much) and constricting her throat around the massive member. Marlon pushed his hand down on the back of her head, forcing a bit more of his dick into her throat. Her windpipe was completely clogged with cock. The top-heavy whore swirled her tongue around the turgid shaft. She covered the huge, pale cock in spittle and worship.

Marlon’s skin turned to gooseflesh. His grip tightened on the back of Rosa’s head, pushing against her scalp. The top-heavy whore moaned, vibrating the full girth of the shaft. The massive member bucked, battering her soft windpipe with its hard form. Rosa let out a genuine gag, retching up some slobber. It drooled down her chin.

“Fuck~” Marlon groaned. “Your throat is amazing~”

Rosa moaned against, trying to signal appreciation for the compliment. Marlon’s other hand leapt up, grabbing hold of one of her twin tails. His hand shifted to grab the other one. The water type gym leader began to thrust forward hard, pounding into Rosa’s throat like she was a Fleshlight. The top-heavy whore relaxed, having absolutely no qualm with letting him do all the work. His huge nuts swung forward, slamming into her throat like a pair of wrecking balls. It caused a bit of mild discomfort as it shifted the bandages against her neck, but the alluring taste of his cock was overriding any issues that Rosa was having.

SUCC~! GULP~! GULP~! SWALLOW~! SUCC~! SUCC~! GULP~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! SUCC~! SWALLOW~! SUCC~!

The already impossibly thick dick engorged, spitting up a thick wad of cock water. It fell straight into Rosa’s stomach. She was surprised by just how thin and watery it was.

It’s like drinking cock flavoured water she reflected. Though cock was her favourite flavour.

Marlon picked up his pace, pounding into Rosa’s mouth hard. The top-heavy whore stayed relaxed, taking him down to the base. Her tongue leapt from her pouty lips, lapping at his ball sack as she kissed his crotch. Marlon’s fingers flexed against her silky locks, pulling hard. Rosa moaned as her scalp began to sting.

“Fuuuuck~” He groaned. “This mouth is amazing~ Waaaayyy better than a battle~”

I can’t believe I got two of my badges from sex Rosa reflected I wonder how many more I could’ve gotten like this. Well … Burgh’s gay, Clay … Palkia, no. Never. I did fuck Elesa, Cheren, and Roxie … just later. Drayden? No, Hilda said he’s married.

Rosa’s throat was on autopilot, sucking hard on Marlon’s massive member. The tree trunk cock bucked, battering her soft innards with its hard form again. Arousal was coursing through her veins like blood. Her pouty lips were dragging behind the rest of her face as she sucked hard, pumping her head up and down the shaft in a blur. Marlon was now holding on to her twin tails for stability, fighting his body as the urge to cum was rising quickly.

Damn! I don’t want this to end! Marlon thought, gnashing his teeth together Her mouth is insane~!

Rosa’s tongue coiled around the chubby cock, lathing it in worship and reverence. The cudgel of a cock bucked again, retching up another blast of dick spit that slammed straight into Rosa’s stomach. The top-heavy whore used that cock water as fuel, twisting her head back and forth as she deep-throated the chubby cock. Her jaw was starting to feel sore, but she didn’t care. She could tell he was close to finishing.

Cum already~ She thought I want to swallow all that yummy cock snot~

Her wish was granted a moment later. She gagged and retched around the massive cock as it engorged, clogging her throat even more than it already had. Thin ropes of watery seed sprayed from his bulbous cock head in abundance, streaming straight into Rosa’s stomach, like she had swallowed a faucet and turned it on. Her belly bloated rapidly. Rosa quickly adjusted her posture, grunting in mild discomfort as she felt her bandages pulling taut across her skin.

Please don’t let him cum too much she thought, suddenly regretting her demand for seed.

Her belly continued to bloat a bit more, stretching the bandages to their absolute limit, but he finally seemed satisfied, his cock’s flow trickling to a stop. The softening cock was withdrawn slowly from her throat. Rosa made sure to kiss every inch goodbye, sucking hard and cleaning the massive member with her tongue, swiping away any dick debris and swallowing every morsel that was left to her.

POP~!!

A few thin strands of saliva connected her pouty lips to his dick as it lurched through the air. Rosa let out a moan of pleasure. Her hand went to her stomach. Her arm was a bit sore from being moved by the swelling belly, but she was just more relieved that her bandages hadn’t snapped.

“Damn,” Marlon grinned. “You know … I’m still trying to find the right partner for my PokeStar Studios debut.”

“Don’t press your luck,” Rosa replied, getting to her feet. She put her hand out. “Just give me the damn badge.”

Marlon’s hand went into his pocket. “Alright, alright … touchy.”

He handed her the pin. Rosa pocketed it and turned to leave without another word.

“Wait!” Marlon called. “Can I get your Xtransceiver number?”

“No,” Rosa answered sternly without even turning towards him.

The top-heavy whore returned to the entrance of the Marine Tube, only to find Hilda, Hugh, and Cheren were gone.

Giritinia’s Great Void … Rosa shook her head.

KISS~! SMOOCH~! SMACK~! KISS~! KISS~! SMACK~! SMOOCH~! MUWAH~! KISS~! SMOOCH~! KISS~! KISS~!

Hilda’s mouth went back and forth between Hugh and Cheren. The two men were manhandling her body as they stripped her, peeling the micro-shorts off her PAWG cheeks and pulling her tank top and vest off her pregnant belly. Cheren took one of Hilda’s breasts into his mouth, sucking hard and filling it with milk. Hugh’s mouth was on her neck, kissing hard.

“Haah~” Hilda moaned, her face turning a flushed red from arousal. Her shaking hands managed to find their way to Cheren and Hugh’s crotches, feeling their swelling cocks through their pants. Her cunt was drooling between thunderous thighs. Cheren bit down lightly on Hilda’s milk-stuffed breast, making the bottom-heavy former champion whimper. “Right there~”

Cheren and Hugh both moved a free hand to their pants, starting to undo them. The sound of the buckles and zippers being undone was music to Hilda’s ear, turning her skin to gooseflesh. Two hard ramrods lurched forward, their soft skin kissed Hilda’s thighs, drooling some pre-cum onto her pear-shaped form. Hilda’s hands clutched both dicks tightly, pumping up and down the impressive shafts. Hugh’s was thicker, but Cheren’s had more prominent veins. She rubbed them both lovingly, wrapping her dainty fingers around their bulbous head to spread pre-cum all over them. The kisses continued, and Hugh was making sure to leave a bruise on the side of Hilda’s neck. Cheren switched breasts, leaving an erect pink cap of a nipple, leaking milk. Hilda’s skin was gooseflesh. Her hands kept pumping up and down the huge cocks.

“N-neeeed~” She moaned. Her legs were suddenly jelly, sinking into a crouch. “Neeeeed coooock~”

She brought the two bulbous heads up to her face, rubbing them against her cheeks. Hugh and Cheren were both silent, letting Hilda revel in the sensations of their bulbous tips drool dick spit on her face. She inhaled sharply, letting the air stained with the scent of cock fuck her lungs. She was getting wetter still.

Like Rosa and Marlon, Hilda, Cheren, and Hilda had snuck off behind the nearest building, reasoning that Rosa shouldn’t be the only one to have some outdoor sun and fun. Hilda kissed the tip of Cheren’s cock passionately, like she was greeting a long-lost love. She moved her head to Hugh’s cock and dick the same. Both dicks left some pre-seed on her tongue. She swirled the taste in her mouth.

“Yummy~” She moaned. Her hands were pumping up and down their impressive shaft. She opened her mouth. “In~ Both of you~”

Cheren and Hugh shared a glance, but said nothing. Hilda’s cheeks were stuffed with two huge cocks in her eager mouth. Her tongue leapt up, lapping at the underside of both dicks. Cheren’s cock entered her throat first, followed by Hugh, stretching her windpipe to its absolute limit.

CHOKE~! GAG~! RETCH~! CHOKE~! GAG~! GAG~! RETCH~! RETCH~! SPUTTER~! HORK~! CHOKE~! GAG~! CHOKE~!

Both Cheren and Hugh settled into a decent rhythm, pistoning their cocks in and out of Hilda’s mouth in tandem, not wanting to overwhelm the whore. Hilda’s cunt was drooling into the grass she was squatting in, watering it. Her hands were on Hugh and Cheren’s outside thighs for stability. The thick veins on Cheren’s cock were pounding against her throat one moment, Hugh’s veins the next. Her tongue flicked between both, lathering each cock in slobber and worship. Her pouty lips were sealed as tightly around the huge cocks as she could be.

“Fuck,” Cheren grunted, shutting his eyes.

Hugh grinned. “That close already?”

“I guess Hilda still knows my weak spots,” Cheren answered.

Hilda moaned, vibrating both shafts, taking Cheren’s words as a compliment. Hugh’s hand leapt up, grabbing hold of Hilda’s long ponytail. He began to thrust forward, breaking rhythm with Hugh.

GAG~! CHOKE~! CHOKE~! SPUTTER~! HORK~! HORK~! HORK~! SPUTTER~! GAG~! CHOKE~! RETCH~! CHOKE~! GAG~!

Hilda’s eyes rolled back in her head. Black hearts were burning brightly in her eyes. Thick lines of drool were falling from her pouty lips, soaking the massive nuts of Hugh and Cheren. The normal-type gym leader grunted. His cock bucked, battering against Hugh’s dick as well as Hilda’s tight throat. A spray of pre-cum erupted from his tip, falling straight into Hilda’s stomach. The bottom-heavy former champion moaned again as the taste sent a shiver up her spine. Arousal was coursing through her veins like blood.

Hugh gnashed his teeth together, tightening his grip on Hilda’s ponytail. The bottom-heavy whore felt a sting on the back of her scalp as he gave it a hard pull. Hilda shunted forward, moving towards the bases of the huge cocks, despite the tension on her head. Hugh hissed. Now it was his turn to pump some cock water into her stomach. The tastes were once again mixing in Hilda’s mouth.

Oooh, I gotta try mixing some of this with Pokémon cum~ She thought the heat of a fire type with Hugh’s ball snot? That would be delicious~

Hugh thrust forward suddenly, forcing Hilda to deep throat. The bottom-heavy whore gagged slightly from the sudden intrusion of such a thick dick. She hadn’t even begun to adjust to the oral invasion before Cheren thrust forward as well. His cock plunged down Hilda’s throat, stretching it to its absolute limit. The bottom-heavy whore sputtered, slobber bubbling up from her pouty lips. She could feel the huge cocks pressing against her chestplate, fighting for room in her tight windpipe.

This battle ended quickly, much to Hilda’s relief. Hugh and Cheren erupted almost in unison, pumping thick ropes of two distinctly flavoured dick cream straight into her stomach. The taste soothed Hilda’s discomfort, making her eyes roll off in two different directions. Her orgasm wasn’t intense. Gravity did most of the work as the twat water fell from her plump pussy lips onto the grass below her. Her fingers gripped their thighs tightly as two huge loads of cum filled her belly. Droplets of dick debris and slobber fell, splashing against her pregnant belly.

Both Cheren and Hugh pulled their softening cocks from Hilda’s throat, pumping a few final loads onto her face. Hilda let her tongue fall from her mouth, catching the stringy seed as it fell through the air.

“Delicious~” She moaned, basking in the afterglow of her finish. Her tongue lapped around her mouth, grabbing what it could and swallowing it.

Cheren and Hugh both pulled their clothes back up.

“Hilda,” Cheren said in a rather simple tone. “Can I talk to you in private for a second?”

Hilda raised a confused eyebrow. “Uhhh, sure, Cheren.”

The bottom-heavy slut rose to her feet. Hugh simply nodded and left, heading back to where they had split off from Rosa.

“What’s up?” Hilda asked.

Cheren pointed at her belly. Hilda looked down, smacking her tongue against the roof of her mouth as she stared at her quite swollen stomach.

“You get pregnant,” Cheren stated. “And I’m guessing it wasn’t from a human based on how fast that belly of yours is growing.”

“Yup,” Hilda nodded. “You’re right.”

“Which Pokémon?” Cheren asked.

“I don’t know,” Hilda replied.

“Oh, Tauros shit, Hills,” Cheren shook his head, exasperation drenching his words. “Bianca knew. Every girl I’ve ever known who's gotten pregnant by a Pokémon has known who put the egg in their womb.”

Hilda inhaled, trying to suck the truth down inside of herself. She held her breath for a moment. If she spoke the truth out loud, it would become real.

“Zorua,” She answered. “It was a Zorua.”

Cheren’s brow furrowed. “You don’t own a Zorua.”

“It’s not mine,” Hilda replied. “It was N’s. I picked it up in Driftveil City. I … I had it turn into him, and we had sex and … it got me pregnant.”

Cheren brought his hands up, running them through his black hair. His face twisted up in frustration. “You know that if all of this goes public in the news, if people see one photo of you fighting Team Plasma with a baby bump, they’re going to expect you to turn up with a child sooner or later. A human child.”

“I know,” Hilda nodded.

“Remember when Bianca got pregnant?” Cheren asked, gesturing with an arm as if their blonde bombshell bestie was standing there with them. “She couldn’t even see her own father for weeks. Her whole career as a trainer was derailed. Poképhile’s still a crime, Hills.”

“Keep your voice down,” Hilda hissed.

Cheren paused, closing his eyes. He exhaled and pushed his hands down through the air. “You’re right, I’m sorry. But I don’t need you to explain the situation to me. I know how it's gonna look for me. But … what does it matter?”

Cheren blinked. “What?”

“What’s it matter? I’m not champion anymore. So people think I have a kid, so what? It’s not like I need to bring a baby with me everywhere I go. Most people won’t pay me any mind. I’ll be in the public light for a bit if we stop Team Plasma, but then everyone’s just gonna move on,” Hilda shrugged.

“You …” That was the only word Cheren managed to get out before his face softened. He studied his cum-coated friend for a moment. “You’re just retiring then? I thought this was all about getting back at Iris.”

Hilda shrugged. “Things changed. I still don’t understand why Iris targeted me like that, but … I realised recently that I don’t want the championship anymore. It doesn’t mean anything to me. The day I became champion, I lost you, Bianca, N, and Hilbert.”

“Hills, you never lost me,” Cheren answered.

“You left,” Hilda replied, her voice cracking a bit. “You left to go challenge other leagues. And Hilbert left to go find N, and Bianca had to disappear to have that egg and … I just felt so alone. But, I don’t feel that anymore.” Her hand went to her stomach, caressing her baby bump. “I have you again. And Rosie, and N’s Zorua. And I see now that what I want, the championship can’t give me.”

“What do you want then?” Cheren asked.

Hilda grinned, looking up at Cheren with an earnest face. “To be a porn star.”

They both laughed. Cheren reached out and put a hand on Hilda’s shoulder. “Sex has always been my vice. I think that’s what I want. An easy life and good sex.”

Cheren nodded. “Well, you’ve made enough money to retire young. Suck and fuck your way through life. But … after we beat Team Plasma.”

Hilda nodded. “Right, after we beat them.”

Hilda and Cheren returned to the commons of Humilau City. Hugh and Rosa were there; they both seemed a bit animated.

“Hey, you two!” Cheren called.

Rosa turned her head, looking at the approaching duo. She turned back to Hugh, pointing at the blunette. “We’ll finish this later.”

The four gathered around. “Alright, here’s the situation,” Cheren began. “There was a cold temperature reading just outside the city, closer to the mountains, only a few hours before the attack in Opelucid yesterday.”

“That’s near the Giant Chasm,” Hilda noted.

“There were previous low temperature readings in that area,” Cheren continued. “This is the only place to have repeated activity in the entire region. It stands to reason their base is somewhere up in the mountains.”

Hugh nodded, folding his arms in front of his chest. “So, what’s the plan?”

“We should split up to cover more ground,” Cheren explained. “Hugh and I will head further south and circle around. Hilda, you and Rosa head straight west from here and try to enter from the chasm’s north-east entrance.”

Hilda nodded, and so did Rosa.

“Alright, let’s get going,” Hugh said, putting his hand out. Cheren smacked it; they held fists for a moment, then began to head out.

Hilda and Rosa began to head west, making for Route twenty-two. Hilda turned and looked at her cousin over her shoulder. “Hey, what was that about? With Hugh?”

Rosa looked at Hilda, shifting a bit, clearly uncomfortable. “Oh … just … I told him how he’s been making me feel recently. I want to support his journey to find Hailey’s Purrloin, but I hardly recognise him these days. He’s so obsessed with his mission.”

Hilda only nodded. “Think he’ll change?”

“Even if he does, I think it's too late for us,” Rosa replied.

Next to Humilau City was Route 22. It climbed back up into the sharp cliffs that dominated the western shore of Unova. Hilda and Rosa were able to climb some stairs that had been put in place, lifting people from the sandy beaches of Humilau up to the cliffs. The sun was starting to fall, disappearing into the tops of the trees that dominated the huge wood that covered the cliffs.

“So what?” Rosa asked, staring at the thick wood. “We’re just supposed to start walking around until we find some grunts?”

“I think there’ll be better signs of Team Plasma than just some dork in military cosplay,” Hilda replied. Her hands were on her triple-extra-wide hips.

“I hope so, I don’t want to feel too much like Hugh,” Rosa chuckled. Hilda flicked her eyes down to her cousin, feeling a bit concerned about what had just been said, but not pressing it.

“C’mon, it’ll be dark soon,” Hilda said.

The cousins set out, moving deeper into the wooded cliffside and disappearing from anyone who might’ve been observing. They went past the trees, their heads on a swivel for any sign of human life in the area. There was none.

“Strange, you’d think trainers would be up here,” Hilda noted. “The city just down the cliffside? Plenty of strong Pokémon in these woods.”

“Are there?” Rosa asked. “I haven’t even seen a Patrat.”

Hilda paused, her head looking all over quickly. Rosa was right, they were almost completely alone.

“Something’s not right,” Hilda said. “Why are the Pokémon?”

Rumble.

Rosa’s huge tits and Hilda’s huge ass began to jiggle and bounce wildly as the residual shock of the ground washed over their bodies. Their over-inflated assets were shaking, like a huge earthquake had just struck them, not some subtle rumble of the forest floor.

RUMBLE.

It was growing closer. Hilda and Rosa both silently reached for their Pokéballs. The cousins looked around, trying to find the origin of the noise.

“RAKION!” A roar came, catching them both by surprise.

BURST!

POP!

Two bright white forms bracketed Hilda. The bottom-heavy former champion shielded her eyes from the light for a moment as Virizion and Cobalion came into form. The two Swords of Justice bowed Their heads slightly, pointing with their noses into the woods. Hilda and Rosa directed their attention in that direction, finding that they were in the presence of another sword.

Terrakion, the Cavern Pokémon, stood broad and bulky before them. Its face was almost hauntingly human-like. Huge horns sprouted from Its head. It seemed to be sculpted out of muscles.

“Oh,” Hilda said, her eyes opening wide as she realised what was happening. Terrakion slammed its hoof into the ground, making it shake and rumble. Once again, Hilda and Rosa’s ass and tits, respectively, began to jiggle and bounce wildly.

Terrakion moved towards them, leaving imprints of Its hooves in the ground with every step. Rosa and Hilda were both shamelessly staring at the undercarriage of the quadrapedal legendary, hoping that this capture would play out the same way it had with Cobalion and Virizion.

And they were in like.

“Arcues Alive~” Rosa hissed, her eyes opening wide into white plates of shock. “That thing is thicker than my leg!”

“It’s thicker than mine,” Hilda added.

Terrarkion’s cock was short and stocky, matching the smallest member of the Swords of Justice. Hilda and Rosa both dropped to their knees to get a better look at the huge cock. Cobalion and Virizion stayed nearby, mere observers. It was Terrakion’s turn to tame the sluts, it seemed. Both Hilda and Rosa scrambled underneath Terrakion to admire the tree trunk like cock. Hilda and Rosa both put a hand against the massive member, so thick they could lay their palms flat upon it.

Giritinia’s Great Void Hilda thought, licking her lips. Arousal was coursing through her veins like blood This thing will wreck me~!

It feels angry, this cock Rosa thought. The puffy veins were as thick as Rosa’s fingers and were beating against her dainty palm like a war drum.

Rosa and Hilda both pulled back in unison, stripping down to nothing. Hilda finished stripping first, leaving her completely nude. She was on her knees and chest, pushing her huge PAWG cheeks into the air.

“Claim me~” She moaned, pulling her huge cheeks apart, presenting her asshole like tribute.

Rosa pulled her pants down with little enthusiasm, having recalled that she was effectively wearing a second layer of clothes due to her bandages. She was also moving much more slowly with one of her arms in a sling.

“I … I think you take this one alone, ‘cuz,” Rosa said a bit sheepishly. She retreated, finding herself suddenly bracketed by Cobalion and Virizion. The two Swords acknowledged her and seemed to respect her decision.

“Okay, but you can have some la-” Hilda's statement was cut off as she felt the huge weight of Terrakion’s rock-hard cock slam against her ass cheeks. It had dropped onto her like the swing of an executioner’s blade. The weight was heavy on her hips, leaving a divot in her soft, full moons. Hilda’s heart was pounding in her chest like a war drum. Arousal and fear mixed, spreading across her body. A giddy, slightly panicked smile spread across Hilda’s face. Her hands retreated from her ass, leaving Terrakion’s cock to conquer the cheeks alone.

This thing is going to wreck me! She thought again. The bottom-heavy former champion twisted her head to get a good view of the monstrously huge cock that was now slowly retreating towards her asshole. The blunted tip was leaking pre-cum, leaving a smear across her PAWG cheek. Hilda began to hitch and twerk her hips, making her monumental cheeks jiggle and shake wildly.

CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!!

Terrakion’s rock-hard cock fell into the valley between her wobble wagon. The blunted tip drooled against her back door. Her fingers curled into the ground, digging small trenches.

Nearby, Cobalion made a noise, shaking its head back and forth quickly. Rosa turned her head, looking at the Leader of the Swords of Justice. Terrakion let out a bellow. Its stocky legs dipped. Hilda screamed in pleasure and pain, sending all of the Pokémon in the area scattering. The ultra-thicc cock plunged into the bottom-heavy former champion’s back door. The legendary Pokémon’s rock-hard ramrod plunged into her snug guts with ease, as if Hilda was always meant to take cocks this thick. Hilda’s face was beet-red, her tongue hanging from her mouth. Every thrust made the pear-shaped slut exhale wildly, her diaphragm being forcefully crushed by the sheer length and girth of the Cavern Pokémon’s gargantuan cudgel of a cock. Hilda arched her back, making her spine crack against the rock-hard cock inside of her. Her whole body was lurching in place, rocking against the ground as Terrakion pounded into her with unrelenting force. The Legendary Pokémon’s human-like face had twisted up into a look of intense concentration; gnashed teeth and furrowed brow. Hilda could feel the huge, puffy veins of the thigh-sized cock beating against her snug guts, turning her innards to liquid. Her tongue was hanging against her chin, her jaw had gone slack, letting every pathetic, submissive moan escape her lips. Black hearts were burning brightly in her eyes, rolling back in her head. Her nipples were two erect pink caps on her chest. Every few thrusts from Terrakion caused them to spray two thin streams of milk out, soaking the ground with nutrients. The rock/fighting type was pounding into Hilda like she was a stump. Her gargantuan PAWG cheeks were absorbing brutal blows as her asshole was stuffed with the thickest dick she’d ever taken in her life.

“Haaah~ Haaaah~ Haaaaah~ Haaaaaah~” The former-champion moaned, singing her pleasure. Her whole body was shaking, her nervous system being frayed and overtaxed by the brutal, backbreaking thrust from the Cavern Pokémon.

Rosa’s eyes refused to look away. The top-heavy whore was completely enraptured by the lewd display of sacrifice and worship. Hilda looked like she was praying to the massive cock that Terrakion was reshaping her with. The bandaged-up whore bit her lip, feeling her whole body quivering with anticipation. She was so completely consumed by watching Hilda’s ritualistic rutting that she’d almost forgotten that the other Swords of Justice bracketed her. She only remembered them when Virizion made a noise. She turned her head, looking at the grass/fighting type. She turned and looked at Cobalion. Then, the top-heavy whore leaned forward, checking underneath the Swords. Neither of them had presented their huge cocks, making Rosa pout.

I guess this is meant to be just for Terrakion … I wish I could get involved Rosa looked down at her body. She looked like a mummy, like what was found in some Cofagrigus. She began to pick at the bandaging on the hand that was in the sling. She flexed her fingers. They felt weak, but she could manage. Her free hand stopped a moment later. She switched her hands, picking at the bandaging on her free hand with the sling. Slowly, it began to come loose, unravelling around her fingers. The skin was still pink and raw, glistening with the gel of the Ice Heal. Rosa kept unravelling until her whole hand was mostly exposed. She left the bandages on her thumb and ring finger, noticing the skin was still too raw when she went to unravel them. A few strips of bandaging remained across her palm to keep those fingers covered. She uncovered her wrist and part of her forearm. She flexed her free hand, finding she could barely close her fist.

The top-heavy whore began to undo some of the bandaging on her huge breasts next. Cobalion and Virizion were both side-eyeing the actions by Rosa, watching, but only watching. Neither Sword moved an inch, making them resemble statues.

The only Sword still moving was Terrakion, pounding into Hilda’s colossal cake hard. Her PAWG cheeks were red and raw from the repeated brutal impacts of Terrakion’s rock-hard body against her soft, plump ass. The sound was echoing through the forest, drowning out the pathetic, submissive moans of Hilda Blackburn.

CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!!

She was whimpering, singing the praises of the Legendary Pokémon’s cock. “Yes~! Yes~! Ohhhhh~! Fuck~!! ~uhmph~! Deeper~! Deeper~! Pound my sl-slutty asssss~! Pump all your Le~gendary nut sludge into my guuuuuuuuuuts~! Fill me like a tooooooy~” Hilda screamed the last word. Her cunt contracted tightly around nothing. The rock/fighting type let out a groan as the gushing spray of twat water erupted from Hilda’s plump pussy lips, soaking Its stocky legs. Terrakion lifted one of its front legs and stamped it into the ground in front of Hilda’s face. The bottom-heavy whore was stunned into silence, staring in awe at how deeply the hoof had just indented itself into the ground. Terrakion lifted its hoof out and placed it on the ground, still causing the dirt to dent.

CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!!

“Ahhh~ Ahhhh~ Ahhhhh~” Hilda moaned. Terrakion switched up Its thrusts. No longer pounding into Hilda’s ass like she was a sex toy. The throbbing veins were beating like a drum inside the bottom-heavy whore, competing with her heartbeat. Drool was falling from her pouty lips, raining down to the forest floor. Her arms were shaking, along with the rest of her body, especially her gargantuan ass cheeks. Terrakion’s thrusts were still brutal, but slower, more purposeful.

The massive cock engorged itself, stuffing Hilda’s snug guts to their limit. The blunted tip erupted, spraying a thick load of cock water into her stomach from the other end. It was sticky, clinging to her innards. Hilda gnashed her teeth together, feeling her next orgasm building in her body quickly.

“Yesssssssssss~” She moaned. “Cum inside me~ Stuffff meeee~ F~illl me with your Le-Legendary Seeeeeeeeeeeed~!”

Terrakion let out another bellow. It picked up some more force with its thrusts. Hilda’s whole body was lurching back and forth, rocking on her knees, which were starting to leave a dent in the forest floor. Pleasure washed over the bottom-heavy whore in waves, making her nervous system short-circuit. Her fingers danced against the ground. Pathetic, haggard moans escaped her lips.

“Haaah~ Haaaaah~! Haaaaaaah~!” Hilda’s eyes rolled deep into the back of her head. The world around her melted away. She’d forgotten the other Swords were nearby, let alone her cousin. All that Hilda could comprehend now was the massive ramrod of a cock that was stretching her guts out and the pleasure she was deriving from that. Her cunt contracted again, soaking Terrakion’s legs again with another gushing spray of twat slop.

Terrakion responded in kind with another spray of pre-seed, hosing down Hilda’s guts. The bottom-heavy whore mewled with pleasure. She could taste the dick spit in the back of her throat. It wasn’t as intoxicating a flavour as Cobalion and Virizion, but Hilda would never complain about her second-favourite food’s flavour (second only to actual cum).

CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!!

Terrakion’s thrusts were getting erratic now. The Cavern Pokémon let out another snort. Its face was twisted up in concentration, clearly fighting against the urge to cum building up in Its body. Still, It kept thrusting, harder and harder with every pass. Hilda’s PAWG wobble wagon was shaking and jiggling wildly. If she hadn’t been so stacked in the ass, Hilda most certainly would be sporting a smear of bruises across her bottom. In truth, it was still likely to see some bruising, but it would be the subtle kind that Hilda enjoyed.

“Cum! In! Side! Me!” Hilda demanded with pathetic, whimpering squeals. Her whole body was lurching back and forth with every brutal thrust. Her jaw was slack, tongue hanging against her chin, with drool falling from the pink appendage. “Cum~! In~! Side~! Meeeeeeeeeee~!”

Hilda came again, soaking Terrakion with just as much squirt as her first orgasm. The Cavern Pokémon let out another bellow, picking up its pace. Its hips were a blur as It pistoned the cudgel of a cock into Hilda’s guts. The bottom-heavy whore felt like her innards were being churned to liquid from the speed and brutality of the thrusting. Her eyes were wide, white plates of shock, with black hearts burning brightly in her pupils. Still riding her orgasmic high, Hilda let out a squeal that would have made ears bleed. Before her current orgasm finished, her next began, sending another surge of squirt spraying from her plump pussy, soaking the ground all around her and Terrakion, turning it to mud.

PLAP~!! CLAP~!! PLAP~!! POUND~!! STUFF~!! PLAP~!! POUND~!! PLAP~!! CLAP~!! CLAP~!! PLAP~!!

Hilda gnashed her teeth together, arching her back to make her already gargantuan, bruised ass cheeks look bigger still.

“Rakion!” The Cavern Pokémon roared, slamming Its hoof down into the ground again. Hilda screamed in pleasure and pain as she felt the massive member in her snug guts engorge itself. Thick, sticky ropes of testicle tar erupted from the blunted tip. Hilda’s eyes rolled deep into the back of her head. Her fingers dug trenches in the dirt. Her skin was gooseflesh, sensitive to the world around her. Her eyes rolled off in two different directions as she came again, three orgasms in under two minutes. Terrakion had to readjust where Its hind legs were, due to how much twat water Hilda had soaked the ground with. Hilda could taste Terrakion’s thick cock snot in the back of her mouth. It was even richer in flavour than the pre-seed had been.

Rosa was standing nearby, watching her cousin writhe and shake through her orgasm. The top-heavy whore had peeled some more of her bandaging off, exposing both of her big, backbreaking breasts completely. The bandaging around her pussy and asshole were gone as well, along with all of the bandaging on her left thigh. Her stomach bandaging was mostly gone, save for a few loose pieces wrapped around her snatched waist.

Terrakion pulled out of Hilda’s asshole, Its huge cock completely flaccid. Hilda was left, partially collapsed on the ground. A spray of sticky white seed erupted from her asshole like a water fountain. Terrakion left the bottom-heavy whore behind, moving towards the other Swords. Rosa stepped aside, letting the three Legendary Pokémon converse whilst she went to check on Hilda.

“You okay, ‘cuz?” Rosa asked, crouching down to check on Hilda. Her huge tits, still a bit pink and raw, pressed against her exposed thigh. Rosa winced as the tender skin kissed.

“Y-yeah,” Hilda shook her head, slowly getting up onto her knees. She reached into her bag and pulled out a Pokéball. “Hey, Terrakion. I’m guessing you didn’t just come here to fuck.”

She shook the Pokéball. The Cavern Pokémon only gave a noble nod. Hilda reeled back and tossed the Pokéball with as much strength as she could muster in that moment. It bounced off Terrakion’s shoulder. The rock/fighting type turned into red energy and disappeared into the ball. It hit the ground hard, shaking three times. Hilda pulled out Cobalion and Virizion’s Pokéballs, returning them. Rosa crossed the field and collected Terrakion.

“All three Swords of Justice … wait, aren’t there four?” Rosa asked, looking over her shoulder at her cousin.

“I ‘unno,” Hilda replied, getting to her feet. Milk was running down her swollen breasts onto her pregnant belly. She took the Pokéball from Rosa. “Let’s get dressed. The Giant Chasm isn’t far.”

Rosa nodded. “What do you think we’ll find there?”

“Zinzolin,” Hilda replied. “And … whatever remains of Reshiram and Zekrom from their split. I think whatever is there has some residual power. And that’s what Team Plasma used to power their ice canon.”

Rosa pulled her baseball tee on awkwardly, working around her arm in the sling. She let out a frustrated sigh. Her breath turned to steam.

“Hills,” Rosa said.

“Yup,” Hilda nodded, putting her tank top on. “It’s getting colder.”