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"A beach at midnight?" Cassidy giggled with a hex maniac several years older who was sitting by her. They were on an old, peeling couch in the middle of an otherwise bare living room. "You have to explain, Collin."

Cassidy set down her half-empty beer bottle.

Other maniacs sat on the floor or leaned against walls in the same space, some alone and others chatting. A couple of them had drinks or smoked.

"Eh, ¿por qué? It's kind of sick," Collin replied. She was a willowy Paldean (Spanish) woman with a tan complexion and black hair held up in a bun, currently wearing soft short shorts and a skimpy tee.

"We all are, no?" Cassidy grinned.

She raised a brow and shrugged. "Fuck it, then. I was some years older than you, drunk and out with a few friends and my then boyfriend. We were at some outdoor beachside restaurant off the coast near Levincia.

The group leaves and heads home after everyone's through, and my guy goes to get something from the car. Idiot left me alone. You'd think some random dude snatched me up, but it was a lucky pokémon."

"Ouais? What pokémon?"

"You may never touch me again after this, but..."

Collin sat at an obscure seafood restaurant's outdoor tables under a lit-up roof. The spot neared the cliff of a grassy mountain before a small patch of beach.

She wore a dark red, long-sleeved off the shoulder shirt that exposed her shoulders and cleavage, black leggings, and flip-flops.

Her hair was tied in high bun with dark green accents, a few loose strands hanging off the sides. She swayed against shiver-inducing breezes.

She was alone, downing the rest of an exotic drink from a small glass while upbeat Paldean music played through the speakers.

The servers were in the back; only some guys and a few couples were present at the other tables.

Collin swallowed the rest with pursed lips and a burning throat, then set her cup down, her eyes lazy. She slouched while sitting.

She turned to look out at the vacant dark sands leading to a high tide shore beneath her that gentle moonlight rested upon. The moon itself-- full, was present over the waves.

"Pretty." A slightly quivered grin spread across her face; Collin stood and walked off the tile onto the grass, continuing until reaching an inclined dirt trail that would take her down to the secluded beach.

She started it. Her steps often skipped, dragged, or stumbled, and she wasn't walking anything resembling a straight line.

Her breaths were deliberate and on the heavier side, and her vision was a dazed, wavy distortion.

Every step risked her toppling and eating a mouthful of dirt. Yet, she persevered. She sauntered for several minutes with a few minor complications until completing the trail and reaching the start of the beach, where she slipped off her flip flops and started toward the active shore soaked in a constant flow of waves.

The smooth, gritty terrain soothed her every step and softened her intoxicated breaths, somewhat calming her state by the time Collin slowed and stopped before the tide.

She shook against a nighttime oceanside breeze that brushed aside her loose strands.

The young woman swayed on her feet and watched as a set of rolling waves broke from a crested swell and thrashed onto the shore. They crept until stopping before her feet.

"I'll try." Collin took a step and followed the water as it pulled back, giggling a little while chillier, soggy sand pressed her soles.

She continued-- at first, until spotting movement a distance out. "Huhh?" Nightfall and drunk weren't the best combination, so unfortunately for Collin, it was more or less a complete blur, and her lax mind didn't consider turning around.

As the movement neared, gradually falling into visibility, she spotted blue. A weird-shaped blue and green globby thing that bobbed in and out of the consuming black.

Within a minute, it reached and washed up on the shore, many feet from Collin.

"Heyy!" She waved with a slight smile and took a step toward it. "Adorby gastroddy."

The pokémon stared at her while waves ran over its back and suctioned feet.

"Are you nicee?" she asked while taking another step, the water rushing back in and rising to her ankles.

Its gaze was blank and unwavering. It didn't move but seemed to study the woman.

Collin took just a couple more steps and stood at a short distance before the thing while the water pulled back against her feet and made her ground herself in the sand. "Espera... are you gonna bite me?" She faded her smile.

"Gah..." it said.

"Awe." Collin shifted onto her tippy toes and approached closer than she probably should have, standing before it.

The gastrodon shot its eyes up as she reached her hand over its head, slightly tilting back but allowing her to set a palm atop.

"Slimy... why?" Collin frowned but still rubbed it. As the waves drove in and pulled back, the sand under her feet gradually ate away and dissolved.

And after moments of standing in the same place, she started tilting aside in her surreal state. Her heel turned against the uneven terrain as the water next withdrew; she reached for the air. "Ee-"

Collin fell over and hit the ground on her side, turning ultimately onto her back, which covered her affected areas in sand.

"Fhcucking mierda," she mumbled. Collin wiped some sand off her arm and rubbed her lazy eyes that distorted more after the impact, shaking out her hands.

The gastrodon stared down at her, now glazing over her body and seeming to fixate on her clothed legs.

"G- ugh!" Collin grunted and slowly sat up. She winced after a dizzy spell and shut her eyes. The next set of waves rolled onto the shore and drenched her leggings, making her clench her hands and shudder.

When she opened her eyes, the gastrodon stood directly before her with that same default, lifeless gaze. She placed her palms on the sand and edged back, which the pokémon followed. "I'm not in the mood anymore, idiot." She peered.

But the gastrodon moved and slid over her feet and shins, which Collin widened her eyes at.

"Fuck? What are you doing?" She tried to pull her legs from under its body, but its weight, on top of the mucousy suction it applied, prevented that, trapping her like a beedrill in a honey trap and pulling her legs up against it to secure them.

It felt as if the clammy surface was sucking on her skin, making her part her lips and contort her face while frissons ran up her body- even more so as he continued to climb her. "Stop! P-Para." Collin's breaths began to quicken; she glanced back, turning her head from the gastrodon to the distant hills several times. "Dannyy!"

The pokémon continued sliding up her body and covering more of her, its upper half resting atop her stomach while pushing her shirt up in the process. It climbed and forced her back atop the sand until sitting atop her chest with its crotch area over hers. Only the lower half of her legs and her feet were free, now coated in slime and sand.

"Gh-hm-ugh..." Collin's breaths strained and shallowed from the gastrodon's weight. Its frigid, gummy underside pressing and sucking her body like a cold massage made her shudder again.

Its strength tugged her shirt and bra down, popping her perky tits out and flushing her cheeks. "Fuck youu!" She glowered up at it.

Collin arched her back as the water returned and concealed her numb legs for several moments, reaching her back and soaking her hair as well. She tensed and shuddered hard. "Snnh, f-freezing."

The gastrodon shifted a little and set its gaze on her, keeping completely still.

"You look fucking stupid! Maldito creepy pokémon." Collin huffed and brought up her arms, setting her palms on its sides and pushing against it. "I lied. You aren't adorable." Her fingertips practically sunk into its viscid skin.

She withheld a gag roiling in her throat. "Gih... You're a boy, sí? You gonna sit there or fuck me? My boyfriend's coming any minute."

The gastrodon shifted again and turned his head to look back, sucking at her leggings with his underside in a downward spiral that gradually slid them down her thighs.

Colling watched with him while it did, swallowing. "L-Let my legs go."

He continued working her leggings past her knees, appearing to ignore her words.

She clenched her hand into a fist and pounded his side twice with smacky thuds, which finally made him stop and slowly turn to eye her. "Let me spread my legs."

The gastrodon lightened his suction and loosened his grip on her legs, letting her push her leggings off her ankles and spread her legs under him out on both sides as another wave rolled in.

Collin braced and again tensed as the water crept up her thighs and bare rear cheeks and tickled her back.

"Ug-" she flinched after feeling something stiff press and prod her labia. "That's cold too?..." she muttered.

Without moving his body, he directed it between and parted her vaginal lips, sliding inside of her with his eyes pinching ever so slightly against her contrasting temperature.

"Can't keep that stupid ass look anymore." Collin winced one eye, twitching it while he curled a section of his underside against her and pushed his slimy cock deeper.

Her eyes nearly crossed with a gasp following while its slippy glans massaged and spread her walls, a pleasing yet wholly discomforting sensation. "Ewwuh... ugh, you b-better make this good." She stared up at him, barely reacting to the water washing up this time that ensured her bed of sand stayed soaked.

The gastrodon's length almost reached her cervix, stopping just shy while pressed to her. He started 'moving' in a way that set Collin off instantly.

"Ehss, that'ss dirty..." She rolled her eyes and curled her toes with trembling legs, dropping and resting her arms atop the sand. "Oh, fuckk," she whispered during a sharp inhalation.

He wasn't actually moving. Every time the gastrodon drove inside her, he suctioned her womanhood for leverage, which pulled on her labia and clit.

The sounds resulting were either revolting or very appealing-- the suckiest, soppiest of squelches as their wet skin interacted alongside him pumping her slippery hole.

He slightly opened his mouth while thrusting and making Collin groan in pure bliss, drowned out partially by the surrounding ambiance.

"You're sucking my p-pussy," she trailed into an elated squeal and dropped her jaw with a tight, contorted wince. Collin raised her shaky legs up against his sides and in the air, layering her thighs in mucus, and bucked against the ineffable sensations.

The only moment she got a break was when he stopped pulling on her vagina to withdraw his cock-- extremely short-lived.

She tilted her head to either side and nodded slowly, which smeared her cheek in wet sand. "I said m-m-mhake it good, not make out with my pussyyy!" Collin practically screamed, her squeals and moans increasing in volume and pitch, and her breaths stuttering in paceless disbelief.

"Ghstro..." He shut his eyes for a second and leaned in while applying more force to his motions, resulting in tighter sucks and a louder, more erratic Collin.

The gastrodon's sides started to expand visibly. He watched her dumbstruck, fitful bewildered expression, glancing aside as she bucked her sandy legs every time he thrust and dug her digits into the sand that high waves washed over.

"I'm gonna cum so hard... Soo hard." Collin's jaw slacked and eyes lazed, widening often. She let one leg drop and hit the sand, her strained breaths heaving and quickening.

"Mhhhh! Deeper- ughh, it's too m-uh-muchh," she whined and wore a face resembling worry as the pleasure peaked and never faltered. Her clit was warm-- or a numb cold, with unending physical euphoria.

His cock sliding in and out not only brought everything full circle, but the gastrodon frequently curled his tip against her walls to press and stimulate varying spots, including her sweet zone, which got her wetter and flexed her walls around his shaft in response.

Collin grunted and let her other leg smack the sand while spreading them as far as she could manage, curling her toes into a quivering arc. She brought her hands and placed them on his sides, sucking in her tummy while the pokémon went harder and faster, applying more suction.

The bliss passed its peak as he sucked her vagina and curled his cock against her sweet zone simultaneously during a deep thrust.

The gastrodon looked her up and down as she gasped deeply and quaked under him. Her eyes crossed, drool oozed from the corner of her mouth that the next unforgiving rush of waves entered, body arched against him, and her digits dug enough to deeply dimple and potentially claw his skin if it weren't equipped with slime.

He shut his eyes and breathed gently through his mouth, though quickly. The audible sucking and slicky-slimy squelches grew louder as she gushed against his underside during climax.

"Gh- phf, kha!" Collin spat out salty water while coming down from her orgasm. "Hhss." She continued to shake in overabundance, especially as the now-exaggerated pleasure continued. "Encantaa..." she groaned in a deep, throaty tone, letting her eyes close and pushing her hips up in reflexive, fluid motions.

The water that splashed up against her body was warm, the gastrodon's cock slithering up her canal was warm, and his body pressing her into the sand and sucking her skin like endless kisses resembled the warmest blanket.

Collin lazily drew her hand along the sand and up her side, placing it on one of her tits and squeezing while fondling.

All the same, it was starting to feel sore-- specifically on and around her vagina. She pinched her face and squeezed the gastrodon's sides while opening her eyes. "Fh- uhn... s-stop."

But the pokémon seemed to be immersed completely with firmly shut eyes, its tongue pushed slightly out its mouth, and strained breaths.

"Stopp. Stop!" Collin again pounded on his body.

The gastrodon flinched and rolled open its eyes, staring down at the woman's distressed face, and slowed until stopping. He shut his mouth.

"Ughhh..." She took a deep sigh afterward and relaxed her body that often gave excited jerks, going limp against the sand while working to slow her breaths. "Arceus, duele." Collin rested her arms back on the ground.

"Gh..." It stared.

Collin looked aside at the sand, then back up to him. "You can finish, but... at least reposition."

He held his gaze.

"I'm not gonna go anywhere." She rolled her eyes. "You already forced yourself onto me, dumbass. Cooperate."

He pinched his eyes at first, but after a moment, the gastrodon released his suction completely with a wet, sucky pop and started moving back, easing himself off of her.

Collin took another deep breath as the weight left her chest. After he was off completely, she closed her legs and lay still, letting the water consume her.

She sat up on her elbows and looked down as the water retreated to see that her affected skin was a raw, irritated red, and her vagina was redder-- oh, and she was absolutely covered in slime.

"Euhk-" Collin brought a hand to cover her mouth and gagged. If it hadn't been the best sex she'd ever had to date, she'd detest the situation through and through.

The gastrodon watched and took a step toward her, slightly leaning in.

"Yeah, yeah..." With held breath, Collin shifted onto her stomach and went rigid all over again as her breasts pressed against the wet sand, along with her chest and tummy.

She turned and looked back while wiggling her sand-coated ass. "Come on, but if you gotta suck... not my skitty." Collin spread her legs enough as he approached so he wouldn't trap them a second time.

The gastrodon again mounted and slid over her rear and back, layering what hadn't been slimed in slime.

His weight smooshed her into the sand, from her tummy up to her tits, though she propped herself on her forearms and kept her head up so she wasn't swallowing any more saltwater.

"Uhmn." Collin felt his erect member move against her labia and explore before he found her hole and slipped back inside. "Ohhuhhsz." She let out a stuttered moan and clenched her ass while he curled his underside and pressed it to her butt-- and her labia as well while he pushed his length deeper.

The gastrodon closed his eye, then the other while gliding along her walls, the stimulation against his glans making his cock throb. "Sstro." He started thrusting fast and pushed out his tongue.

"Ughhh-huh-huhmn!" Collin cried and sucked in her lips while he pumped her pussy and suctioned her butt cheeks and vagina off and on. Her jaw slacked, eyes wore confused bliss, head swayed, and breaths quickened and began to increase in pitch already.

This position ensured he rubbed her sweet zone with every thrust. "Stoppp..." Collin muttered.

She hated every second. She loved every second. Another orgasm brewed, an increasingly aching divinity while he sucked her tender, exhausted, overused pussy.

"Collin!" a distant voice shouted.

She flinched with wide eyes. "Fucking-" Collin squinted ahead and made out a figure pacing down the hill.

She gasped as the gastrodon's tip curled against her sweet zone and briefly raised her foot, looking back at him. "Better finish fast."

Cassidy nodded slowly, then shrugged. "Euh, disgusting, but... that would feel great."

"It was awful. I was suction bruised and felt like I was covered in slime for weeks, and I could barely touch my vaggy. Lost my leggings to the ocean, and I never wanna see a beach again." Collin shrugged. "But nothing's ever gonna beat how that made me feel. That's probably why I'm here today."

"And what about your boy?"

She chuckled. "Pft, he ditched me after that, even though it wouldn't have happened if he didn't leave me at that table. Didn't need him anymore anyway."