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A Breeder's Secret Chapter 5: Miranda's Ranch

Dawson was pacing in his living room. It had been a few days since Miranda had picked up the moth Pokemon she'd left with him, and he couldn't shake the thought that she left them with him because she'd figured out his secret...

Kell was sitting on the coffee table, just watching Dawson pace as he was lost in thought. The Treecko. Would make a noise, causing the paranoid Dawson to stop in his tracks and look down at him. Dawson took a deep breath, reaching down and petting the gecko Pokemon.

"Sorry buddy... I'm just a bit on edge. You know how much effort I put in to keep everything I do here quiet..."

Kell closed his eyes as he was pet, letting out a cute noise. Dawson would then walk around the coffee table, sitting down on the couch and holding his head in his hands. He took a deep breath, looking down at the floor.

"I really can't stop thinking about it... You don't think Miranda gave me those Pokemon because she knew I'd have sex with them, do you?"

He looked up to see Kell shrugging, to which he would reply with a sigh.

"I don't think I can avoid it... I'm gonna call her and let her know I'm gonna come over."

He held out his arm for Kell, letting him climb up onto his shoulder before walking out into the fresh air of the ranch. He tried to appear calm as he walked about the place, looking around at the goings on of the place one last time before dropping Kell off at his favorite tree.

"Have fun while I'm gone okay?"

Kell would flash him a thumbs up before scurrying up into the tree. With that in mind, Dawson took another deep breath, heading back into his living room and calling Miranda on his Pokenav. He did his best to calm down as the connection was still being established, ready with his excuse to visit her as she picked up.

"Dawson? You never call! What's wrong?"

Dawson let out a little chuckle to try and fool her into thinking he was calm, responding as casually as he could manage.

"Does something have to be wrong?"

"Well I guess not... But still, you usually only call when you have a reason. What's going on?"

"Ah, nothing much. It's just kinda feeling samey here at the ranch. You mind if I come over for a visit?"

He could hear her laugh a little in response.

"You're just full of surprises today aren't you? Well, can't say I'd hate the company. Feel free to come over whenever you're ready."

"Cool. I'll be there in a bit."

The two would then say their goodbyes and hang up. Now that Dawson had been locked into this idea he suddenly felt a lot more confident about doing this... He still wasn't sure how he'd go about figuring this out, but he was very determined at this point.

Twenty minutes later, he walked into the front lobby area of Miranda's ranch. He looked around the place, seeing that it was a bit more organized than his lobby. Glancing at the desk, he noticed that Miranda wasn't there. She was probably hanging out in the back somewhere. He rang her service bell, and a few minutes later he saw the door behind the desk open, Miranda walking out.

"Welcome! How can... Oh, it's you! Come on in."

She opened up the door leading behind the desk and led him into the back. Even her house was tidier than his... Once he was in the living room, he sat down om the couch. Miranda smiled down at him, pointing over to a different room.

"I'm gonna go get us some drinks. Be right back.'

She went off into the kitchen, leaving Dawson to think about how he was gonna go about this. He still had no idea how he was gomma go about finding out what he wanted... He couldn't just ask her. Maybe he could bring up the moths? Of course, he'd have to be careful about how he worded himself...

Miranda came back with two glasses of soda in hand. She put one of the glasses on the coffee table in front of him.

"So," she commented with a smile, "What makes you wanna come all the way down here all of a sudden? You sure it's just cuz you wanted ro hang out?"

"Well it's partly that," he responded, picking up his drink and taking a sip, "I was just getting a bit stir crazy back at home, you know? Too much of the same stuff."

Miranda leaned against a wall as she sipped her drink too, nodding.

"Yeah, I hear you. Even if you love Pokemon like we do it can still get frustrating to do the same thing every day..."

Dawson blinked, genuinely surprised by this.

"Are you in a rut too?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

She shrugged.

"Not right now, but I've been there before."

Dawson nodded, taking another sip of the soda.

"Right... So, how are the moth Pokemon you loaned to me?"

He felt like he might have brought it up a bit soon, but he did his best not to panic or anything.

Miranda smiled once again, giggling a bit.

"Oh them? I already gave them and their eggs back to their trainer. I still have no idea how you managed to get that Frosmoth to breed though... She seemed really shy around male Pokemon."

Dawson froze for a second, setting his drink down again.

"Well, you know me. I know Pokemon better than I know people..."

Miranda also put her drink down on a nearby side table, crossing her arms.

"Yep... Sometimes I gotta wonder just how much better you know them though."

Dawson raised an eyebrow, a pang of fear ripping through his heart.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Miranda walked closer, leaning towards where Dawson was sitting.

"Really Dawson... In one day, you managed to get a Pokemon that pretty much refused to breed with others to do just that? Considering how much she likes people, it's really easy to get the wrong idea..."

Dawson stood up, his heartbeat racing. He tried to look and sound offended by this, hoping to cover his tracks a little.

"Why is that so hard to believe? I spend more time with Pokemon than you probably do! I can't believe you're even suggesting something like that..."

Miranda's expression softened, and she sighed.

"Look... It's okay to admit it. I'm not trying to come off as judging you for doing stuff like that... If you're afraid that we won't be friends anymore because of it, just know you have nothing to worry about."

Dawson froze again. He couldn't prevent some kind of feared look from dawning on his face.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about..."

She put a hand on his shoulder, looking into his eyes and taking a deep breath.

"Look, if you want me to be blunt... I know you're having sex with Pokemon."

Dawson's face would turn beet red. She wasn't lying... But he couldn't bring himself to respond. His brain was so overloaded by this that he was drawing a blank.

"But," Miranda continued, taking a deep breath of her own, "if we're being honest with each other here... I've been doing it too."

"...I need to sit back down..."

Dawson did just that, holding his head in his hands.

Miranda smiled down at him.

"Surprised I knew?"

He looked up, unable to stop tears from streaming down his face a bit.

"I put so much effort into making sure no one would know... How'd you figure it out? Was it the Frosmoth?"

Miranda sat down next to him, rubbing his back.

"Dawson, I've known you for years... You're not as perfect at hiding it as you think. When you told me about the bushes was when I started to figure it out."

Dawson wiped the tears from his face, taking a deep breath to try and calm down.

"Wait... You aid you've been doing it too?"

She gave a lewd smirk towards him.

"Not what you were expecting to hear today was it?"

"...You're not just making this up to make me feel better are you?"

With that she laughed out loud, leaninh back against the arm of the couch.

"I can bring one of them in here if you wanna see it with your own eyes~"

Dawson blushed once again, clearing his throat.

"M-maybe some other time... I'm still getting used to this..."

After thinking it over a bit, Miranda heard a ring from the lobby.

"Oh crap, I have a customer... Feel free to take a look around the ranch while I'm busy. If you find a girl you like I only have the stables."

Without waiting for a response, she finished her soda, put it down and walked out into the lobby.

Dawson just sat there, completely in disbelief from what had happened here. He could have never predicted that this was how it would end up... It was kind of relieving. After staying there for a minute or two, he remembered the offer to look around. He stood up, smiling at the thought of having an entire other ranch to play around with now. He found the exit to the house, starting to wander about the grounds. It was strange thinking about how it was okay to start perving on Miranda's Pokemon.

It was also weird that she was going around doing exactly what he was... He never would have been able to guess... And yet she was able to figure him out so easily. He was incredibly lucky...

His train of thought was immediately derailed as his eyes fell upon a familiar face. A Gothitelle was sitting gracefully on the fence, and he could tell by her craceful mannerisms that she was one of Miranda's personal Pokemon. It took a bit of thinking to remember what her name was...

"That was it... Asara?"

She looked up when she heard hee name, smiling brightly as she saw Dawson approaching her. As if she was gliding, she quickly hopped off of the fence, moved in front of him, and did a polite curtsy. Dawson smiled, looking her over once again. He used to have such a big crush on her back when she was a Gothorita, but now she was even more beautiful...

"Man, it's been forever since I've seen you," he commented, reaching out and giving her a pat on the head, "and the years have been kind~"

His heart started to race as he saw hee blish slightly and go into a more conservative pose. Clearly she knew what he meant... He wondered if Miranda fucked her too...

Not wanting to waste too much time, he decided to just cut to the chase.

"You wanna go do some 'catching up' in the barn~?"

She blushed further, moving into a more embarrassed position... Before calmly extending her hand. He smiled, taking it into his own hand and leading Asara towards the barn. She meekly followed behind him, seeming shy. But the fact that she had so easily agreed, knowing what he meant had told him all he needed.

As soon as they were in the barn it was like a switch flipped. Asara had gotten in front of him, immediately sinking to her knees and working his pants off with her psychic powers. Dawson grinned in response, his fully erect cock flopping onto her waiting tongue.

"Fuck... If I knew you were this much of a slut all this time...~"

She wasted no time in taking his big human cock into her mouth, sucking him with clearly practiced skill. He rested a hand on her head, letting her work rather than mouth fucking her like he normally would. It was well worth it too, her tongue curling around his shaft. Her eyes were glowing pink as well, a constant indication of her using that psychic energy to fondle his balls without even using her hands. It was almost too much for him to take...

He moaned out as she suddenly let it slip down her throat, her glowing eyes half lidded. She bobbed her head along his shaft even like that, not gagging once. He couldn't take the combined massage from her throat and her tongue, his cock beginning to throb for her. She let out a pleasured moan as she felt those throbs, which in turn pushed him over the edge. His thick, warm cum would spurt down her throat, with plenty of it getting in her mouth as he pulled out. As she closed her mouth to taste the cum he had spilled, two last shots would leave her face coated. He panted a bit, leaning against a nearby wall.

"Ahh... Fuck... That was too good~"

Asara wiped one of her eyes clean, opening it to look at him seductively.

"Yeah, I know..." He responded, "It's not gonna be over till we do 'that'~"

Asara stood up, moving into another sultry pose facing away from him as she slid the straps of her dress off of her shoulders. Soon to follow, the rest of her dress fell to the floor, leaving her nude form exposed. Her purple skin, pert rear and small breasts aroused Dawson greatly, the fire of his need to breed growing hotter as Asara bent over the railing of a nearby pen. He could see her glistening pussy inviting him, further compounded as that delicious purple ass swayed.

"Ohh you are so gonna get it~"

He moved in behind her, shoving his entire cock deep into her. She yelped again and again as he quickly began ramming her. He made sure to give her extra pleasure by slamming right into her cervix with each thrust. Her pussy was surprisingly tight despite how slutty she seemed, but of course he had nothing to complain about. He held her by the hips as he gave her that nice, hard dicking, her ass bouncing ever so slightly each time their hips slapped together. She was howling in pleasure, and he was too caught up in fucking her to care. He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her up, kissing her. His hand kneaded at her breast, and he could feel the wetness of a little milk leaking out onto it.

Soon however his cock would begin to throb, ready to inseminate this purple beauty. He could hear her moan louder as her pussy started to tighten on him. He moaned into her mouth as the both of them climaxed at once. Her walls gripped him like a vice, and in response his cock would fire rope after rope of his thick seed directly into her womb. Her face dawned a fucked silly expression, and she would continue to pant and moan as she was so thoroughly bred. Dawson would end up more limp as his climax died down, holding her more loosely and panting hard.

"Glad we could catch up...~"

He froze up as he heard the door to the barn open, his head turning to see Miranda walk in. He sighed in relief, slowly pulling out of Asara and putting his cock away.

"Glad to see you're having fun~" she commented with a laugh. She looked at Asara's pussy and saw it dripping with cum.

"God damn... That might just be the biggest load she's ever taken..."

Still feeling awkward about this, Dawson stayed quiet for a second, edging towards the door.

"I... Think I'm gonna head home."

Miranda stood up, smiling over at him.

"I see how it is. Go ahead then. You have my number if you wanna talk more."

He sighed, scratching his head. Today had absolutely turned out in a way he couldn't have possibly guessed...

"See you around, I guess."

Miranda and Asara both waved goodbye. Asara smirking and rubbing her own stomach, and Miranda with a bit of a blush on her face. He waved back, walking out and hearing one last thing.

"Feel free to come visit whenever you want~"