Going Bump in the Night

“I… hate… summer…!” Juno growled, tossing her blanket off her sweat-covered body and crawling out of the tent she and Davey had set up for the night. Outside was not much of an improvement; it was a sweltering and humid night just to the north of Slateport City, with only the faintest hint of a breeze coming in.

Juno stretched her arms above her head, letting her entirely naked body glisten in the light of the crescent moon. She’d wanted to camp on the Route 109 beach to the south, but Davey had vetoed the idea on account of there being too many passers by. Just because she liked to sleep naked, and was very insistent that Davey do the same…

“Haw?”

Looking back, Juno found that her Haunter had exited his pokeball. That impish demeanor he always sported was plain as day on his face, that long paralytic tongue running over the shadows that passed for teeth.

“Can’t sleep either?” Juno asked. “None of us can control the weather. I ought to try and teach one of you how to Rain Dance.”

Haunter let out a chuckle before his disembodied hands vanished. Before Juno could react, she felt those strong claws on her bare breasts, fondling her sweaty titflesh and drawing a moan from her.

“Only you would make me get more sweaty on a night like this,” she groaned in defeat. “Go on… Take what you want…”

Her wink sent Haunter into a lusty frenzy as he vanished and reappeared in front of his master. As his hands slid down to her waist, he let loose with his oversized tongue, lapping at Juno’s sizeable breasts, his paralyzing saliva sending shivers and shocks along her naked body. She shuddered in lust and began rubbing the saliva into her skin, loving how he now groped her plush ass.

“Damn you’re good at this,” she sighed, relaxing into her pokemon’s grip.

Haunter cackled, hands now at her ankles before hoisting her bodily into the air. A little yelp from Juno later, the ghostly shadow now spread her legs apart to expose her plump pussy. Juno knew what was coming and braced herself…

Quicker than it had any right to, Haunter slid his long tongue deep into Juno’s cunt, spreading her walls wide all the way to the mouth of her womb. His master let out a moan of approval, her pussy squirting all over the ghost’s tongue. Now he went to work, shifting the shape of said tongue as he needed: it became bumpy, ridged, wavy, smooth, often between each stroke in and out as Haunter ate her out. Juno’s sweat was now mingled with her pussy juices as a series of mini-orgasms rocked her, dripping down her body to her hanging breasts. The position she was in was making her dizzy. Or was that the sex at work? She didn’t care, only wanting more, begging to get fucked by her pokemon’s tongue even harder.

Before she knew it, Haunter had dropped Juno onto the grass, then set her in position so that her bubble ass was up in the air. Out of the aether, a disembodied shadow-cock the size and thickness of Juno’s forearm manifested, sliding all over her sweaty booty, before effortlessly pushing into her tight, hot ass.

“Oh fuck!” Juno cried out. “Fuck...yeah~ Gimme a good hawt buttfuck, baby~”

Haunter obliged, taking position behind his master and gripping her thighs while he worked her asshole with his ghost-cock. The set of heavy balls attached to the disembodied shaft smacked against Juno’s phat pussylips, drawing out even more juice as she orgasmed over and over from the assfuck.

As her loyal ghost pokemon followed her instruction, Juno let her mind wander the sex-fueled haze some more. Occasions like her first time with Davey, the myriad ways Arbok made her mind melt with his hemipenes, the unreal dreamlike feeling Haunter gave her thanks to his fondness for her ass… Impossible fantasies like being gangfucked by her entire team, her belly gravid and swollen with her brother’s baby…

Juno let out an outright slut-call at her biggest orgasm, clenching around her pokemon’s cock as juices poured out between her thighs. Haunter couldn’t stand it anymore, hilting his phantom-dick in his master’s ass and pouring an unreal amount of spectral spunk into her guts. She babbled dirty thoughts about cumming all over her lovely pokemon, how much of a whore she was, before falling over on her side, barely conscious in the night air.

The last thing she saw that night was Slateport City’s silhouette, unaware that her life was going to change the next day...