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At 6'03", the blue dragoness clearly towers over myself. No, very few people would dare to underestimate this Pokemon in any way, having heard the stories of its destructive potential. Surprisingly, weighting only about 210 pounds, Garchomp doesn't derive its power from mass, but instead from pure muscle strength. Looking closely, one can make out the well defined muscles shift and flex below her finely scaled skin with her every move.

"GAAAARR!" her angry roar snaps me out of my mental introductory monologue in an instant. Scary that she'd be able to do that. Moving closer to me, forcing me to look up to meet her gaze, she put one sharp claw to my chest, cutting away at my shirt, ever so lightly grazing the skin beneath it. Its in their nature to intimidate, what is not in their nature is to be careful or considerate. Why would they, if they need something, they can take it and they know it. My shirt in tatters and with a number of red, lightly bleeding streaks on my chest, I feel the need to reevaluate my life's choices for a moment. I begin to reconsider if attempting this during her heat cycle wasn't anything short of suicidal. Noticing me eyeing her Pokeball on the nearby table, she snarled at me. With barely enough time to think 'Oh crap..' to myself, a hit of her arms fin sends me to the ground. Pinning me down with one foot, she uses her tail to flick away the Pokeball and the table without any effort. Moving her foot lower, resting it over my crotch, she bends down to look me in the eyes once more. I hear small hiss which I can only understand to mean "This is happening now and you better cooperate." I nod in defeated agreement, thanking the gods that I decided to pay extra for a health plan that covers Pokemon attacks.

Bending down further, she begins to drag her rough tongue across my face, covering it in her slimy saliva. I was surprised momentarily, was she trying to be affectionate now? Trying to stay cooperative, I open my mouth and tentatively try to met her tongue with mine, but she pays me no mind and just keeps on covering my face. Of course she wasn't trying to be nice, how naive of me, she was preparing my face the same way I'd prepare my hand before jacking off and I wouldn't exchange pleasantries with with it either.

Planting her knees besides my head, she straddled my face, trapping it between her muscular thighs, her strong tail pressed against my chest and abdomen. As 200 pounds of horny female dragon press into my body, I notice the rough texture of her scales where they touch my skin, akin to fine sandpaper. I pray to Arceus that her saliva will prevent the worst damage her skin could cause to my face... Taking a second to get comfortable, she allowed me to familiarize myself (and you) with what was in front of me.

Starting at the lower V-shaped marking and expanding partway along the lower side of her tail sits the dragon types slit. Usually just a faint line on her lower body, now clearly visible as the pink, almost red flesh of her insides contrasts starkly against the dark blue scales surrounding it. On top, looking like a miniature prehensile penis [think dolphin], her large clitoris extends about 2 inches from her body, though, what do I know what is considered large among dragon females... Below that, the folds of her vaginal opening, slowly contracting. I can only imagine the kind of grip these muscles can achieve. Even further below that, shortly before pink transitions back into blue, another opening, her anus I presume.

Having found a comfortable position, the dragoness presses down hard, grinding herself against my face. Growling lowly, she rhythmically slides the lengh of her slit over my face, back and forth, slow at first, but picking up the pace slowly.

I'm surprised by the softness of her insides, not at all like her scaly skin, but I can feel the hardened muscles working underneath her flesh. I expected heat, but both her scales and her insides were surprisingly cool to the touch, as is the wetness that slowly drips over my skin. Gladly, I didn't feel the skin of my face being rasped away, however, where her tail scraped against my chest and belly, the rough texture of her scales became more and more evident with every grinding movement.

Not wanting to disappoint the dominant Pokemon on top of me and in order to speed things along, I push my tongue against her cold flesh and begin licking at whatever happens to come before my tongue. The taste was surprisingly bland, somewhat akin to stale water with a hint of salt perhaps? Not entirely unpleasant, but an acquired taste non the less. Being aware of what might be on the line, I'm not fussy about pressing my tongue into every fold and every orifice, feeling her muscles grip down on it every so often. Taking the low moan and the slow wag of her tail as signs of her approval, I try to pay particular attention to her clit, trying to give it a suck whenever it passes my lips, or at the very least try to press my face against it, coaxing moaning snarls from the dragon.

As her orgasm nears, she begins to move faster, wilder and it becomes hard to do more than keep my tongue in place. With a load roar, Garchomp movements come to a momentary halt, pressing into me one last time before she explodes into wild roars and uncontrolled movements. I feel the muscular walls of her pussy flex and cramp as she trashes around on top of me, before she floods my mouth with a torrent of clear, salty liquids, drenching my face in the process. She leaves me no room to breathe, as much due to her flesh sealing off my mouth and nose, as well as her weight pressing down on my chest. All I can do is swallow and wait for her to finish.

Eventually, panic sets in as I start to struggle, or at least try to do so, basically only being able to kick my legs at the ground, before she finally slides her body back again, giving me a chance to draw in fresh air. Looking down at me, murmuring her name in a pleased tone, she slowly humps my face a few more times, seemingly enjoying the fact that she could leave me breathless like that, before she finally gets up, once more towering over me.

Struggling to raise from the ground, catching my breath and carefully assessing the condition of my bruised body, I risk to raise my voice for the first time "Are you.. are you done?" Snarling her name again, the dragoness shakes her head... I see, this is going to be a long day.