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For three days she had been tracking that gardevoir through the mountains and after three days she had nothing to show for it. The crafty pokemon had eluded Cici at every turn. Gracefully it bobbed and weaved through the mountains. Cici couldn't imagine how it managed to do so in such an elegant dress, but she didn't care to ponder it. She wanted that gardevoir and she wasn't known for giving up. Cici's trusty Mienshao followed closely behind her. She tip-toed behind her trainer, ready to pounce on command.

Though it took only seconds to call her mienshao from her pokeball, every second counted when trying to catch a pokemon who could teleport on a whim. The both of them had learned that lesson the hard way, but they wouldn't make the same mistake twice.

Cici wiped the sweat from her brow. For the tenth time that day she brushed her long bangs behind her ears and pulled down on her jean shorts. She undid yet another button from her jacket, finally deciding to just let it hang open so that she could breathe. It was a hot day, and the heat was getting to her.

"I can't take this," she sighed. "We're taking a break, Min-Lo." Cici didn't take another step before dropping to her butt and leaning her back against a nearby tree.

"We've only been walking for an hour this time. You really don't have any stamina at all, do you?"

"Oh shut up, you. Not everyone can walk as long as a pokemon can." Cici rustled through her backpack, desperately searching for her canteen. Once she had found it, she guzzled every last drop as fast as her throat allowed. It was still as cold as the stream she had used to fill it. "I don't think I'm made for this sort of thing," she commented noting her somewhat chubby figure.

Min-Lo could only shrug her shoulders. Even she had to admit the heat was brutal. "I'm going to take a look around. Careful not to get another butt sore."

"Oh, ha ha. You're too funny."

Cici fumed as she watched her Mienshao strut away. She was tempted to return the pokemon for that remark, but it was better to let her search. The faster they could get back to civilization the better. She'd let Min-Lo get away with it this time, but not again, even if it was true. She pouted as she found herself admiring her meinshao's body from behind. She had a shape Cici could only dream of having: slim and somewhat muscular. Cici beat her in height as well as breast size however, just barely. With a huff she rested her head against the tree and let her mind wander as she tried to cool off.

In truth Min-Lo just wanted some alone time. Though they had taken frequent breaks, the majority of their day was spent tip-toeing through the mountains and jumping on anything that resembled a gardevoir. Combined, they had tackled more small trees than pokemon and it was getting old very fast.

Min-Lo stretched her arms and legs. For the first time in an hour she could move freely. She yawned as she trekked through the dense trees, occasionally having to make a large leap over a ravine or river. She had to admit it wasn't the easiest terrain to traverse. That didn't mean it wasn't amusing to poke fun at her trainer every now and then. It was all the fun she could have on this misguided little adventure of theirs.

Soon after her walk began, Min-Lo began to hear a distant rumble. It was the familiar sound of a waterfall. Perfect. It had been hours since she had found a fresh water source, not to mention a potential place to wipe the dirt and grime from her fur.

The walk was short, at Min-Lo's speed anyway. The prospect of a bath had her moving at double time. She was already prepared to jump right in, but as she approached, something else caught her eye. She dove behind the nearest tree, her head just barely poking out to get a glimpse of the creature inhabiting the pool below the waterfall. She couldn't believe her luck. Waist deep in the water was gardevoir, a familiar-looking one. Her dress rested on a nearby rock, its edges somewhat tattered and its insides a shiny blue. Certainly not an average gardevoir - part of the reason Cici seemed so determined to catch it.

Min-Lo couldn't risk running all the way back. It would take Cici ages to get there. She wasn't exactly the most confident against a psychic pokemon, but it was either try or spend another day fruitlessly searching the mountains. There wasn't much to lose.

She lowered herself to the ground, waiting for the opportune moment to strike. Little by little she inched herself forward, hoping and praying that the gardevoir would turn the other way. She finally received her chance when the psychic pokemon turned to face the waterfall. Min-Lo leapt forward, ready to knock the gardevoir out in one strike. She brought her fist down as hard as she could. Her fingers were just inches from the gardevoir's head when she realized that she was no longer moving forward. She looked down to find herself floating just above the water's surface, her entire body suspended in midair. Suddenly, attacking a psychic pokemon on her own seemed like a bad idea.

The gardevoir sighed. "I can't even take a bath with you people around. I'm sick of this." The gardevoir's words rang only in Min-Lo's head. She turned to the mienshao, a look of contempt on the psychic pokemon's face. "I haven't even had a chance to-" The gardevoir looked confused. She scanned the trees expecting to see a trainer, but found nothing, nothing but an isolated mienshao.

"Hmm...all alone, huh?" the gardevoir pondered as she playfully titled her head. It almost seemed to good to be true, but thinking back, the trainer didn't seem smart enough to set a trap, after all the girl was dumb enough to send a fighting type pokemon after a psychic. They were almost guaranteed to be alone for awhile. Considering she hadn't had any privacy in the past few days, this was about as lucky as it got.

With the wave of her hand, she turned the mienshao upright and gazed at the purple pokemon's body. Slim, much like herself, but unlike herself, the mienshao was toned, the muscles on her abs and arms lightly defined. Her arms and legs thin but strong-looking. Her breasts were small as well.

"Hmm..." the gardevoir pondered again. "You'll do, I guess."

"I'll what?"

With another wave of her hand, the gardevoir spun Min-Lo around and threw her against the rocky edge of the pool. Her arms were pulled forward and pinned to the ground by an invisible psychic force. Her waist was pushed against the edge of the bank in the same way. Only her hind end showed above the water. She struggled to move, but gardevoir's hold was far too strong. At most Min-Lo could turn her head, but she cursed the ability to do so as she soon saw what was in store for her.

She was confused at first as she spotted nothing but the gardevoir's hand moving back and forth beneath the water. She started off slow and gradually picked up speed. Soon both of her hands were below, squeezing on whatever was in between her legs. It wasn't long before the object's bulbous pink tip broke the surface of the water. Its thick shaft growing longer with every one of the gardevoir's long strokes. Min-Lo's jaw dropped as it rose inches higher and higher. It looked to be almost a foot long, at least from what Min-Lo could see.

The gardevoir could feel the fear coming from Min-Lo's mind. The mienshao went to scream, but psychic pokemon was two steps ahead already.

"Quiet now." The gardevoir pinched her fingers together and before Min-Lo knew it, her mouth had been forced shut. "I hate interruptions." She chuckled. It sounded positively menacing. She moved in close, pressing her sizable girth in between Min-Lo's legs. She ran her hands up and down the mienshao's waist, squeezing at the helpless pokemon's slender hips just to hear her tense squeals. The gardevoir slid her hips back and forth, enjoying the simple pleasure of Min-Lo's muscular thighs tensing around her cock. She pulled herself in close, her hands caressing the mienshao's furry chest as she excitedly thrust into her thighs.

Min-Lo struggled as much as she could, but it only seemed to further excite the horny gardevoir. The psychic pokemon ground hard against her backside, her large white cock throbbing strongly in between Min-Lo's legs. She tried her hardest to ignore the small amount of pleasure it brought as it rubbed against her lower lips, but before long it became almost impossible to ignore. She growled in defiance, clawing at the dirt as she tried to hold on to her dignity, but even that proved a challenge. Her legs quivered as the gardevoir's long cock continued to grind against her. She fought for as long as she could, but much to her surprise, she didn't have to fight long.

Without warning, the gardevoir suddenly pulled away. Min-Lo sighed, feeling relieved to have that bulbous tool away from her privates. Her relief was short-lived however. She turned when she felt the gardevoir's hand pull up on her tail. The psychic pokemon wore a wide smile.

"My name is Galen, by the way. Nice to...meet you!"

Min-Lo yelped as Galen abruptly thrust forward. All in one go she sunk half of her foot-long length inside of the trembling mienshao's hind end. Min-Lo gasped, her ass clenching in response to unexpected intrusion. Chuckling, Galen pulled backwards until only her tip remained inside. With no time to spare she thrust forward again, managing to squeeze yet another inch inside. She repeated the process again and again, making it just a bit farther each time. With each and every thrust another inch disappeared inside. Already Galen's cock oozed a generous amount of pre inside of Min-Lo's hole. The added lubrication worked wonders. Before long, she had dug the entirety of her length into the mienshao's ass, and with far less effort than before.

Both Galen and Min-Lo sighed as they came to a temporary rest. Though Galen had done most of the work, it was Min-Lo who seemed the most tired. She panted hard as she tried to relax her muscles. Clenching around her assaulter only seemed to make the pain worse. It would make Galen's job easier, but she had to relax. Still having her hole intact was more important to her.

It took time and effort, but eventually she could feel her muscles release. Almost immediately her rump felt better albeit still very stretched.

"Good girl," Galen goaded as she patted Min-Lo on the head. She growled back. It was all she could do. "Now hold still. This won't hurt...much."

Once again Galen wrapped both hands around Min-Lo's thighs and pulled them apart. Slowly she pulled herself loose, her furry victim groaning as the large white shaft ground against her walls. It hurt, but nowhere near as much as it had before. With every thrust Galen let loose a small spurt of pre. Each and every drop made her thrusts a little easier, and with every passing moment more was emptied into Min-Lo's hole. It wasn't long before Galen was able to set a rhythm, her hips moving at a slow and steady pace. The mienshao's ass was wonderfully petite. Galen derived an immense amount pleasure from just the sight of her fat tool spreading its tiny hole. Hard as she tried, the mienshao couldn't help but squeeze down on the large intrusion. She trembled with every thrust, her walls contouring perfectly to the gardevoir's every inch.

Such perfect conditions had Galen panting. Already she found it difficult to concentrate. She had been sex-deprived for days, much longer than she was used to. Though it almost felt better than usual after so long without it. She tried hard not to let loose and ravage the mienshao's ass, but it was a losing battle. She could feel herself slipping as pre fired from her cock. Galen had been pent up for days and the more aroused she became, the more it showed. Every subtle twitch caused her over productive organ to fire a thick blast. Galen could feel it, every spurt making her groan louder than the last. She tilted her head back, already feeling somewhat lightheaded as she was gently milked.

As thick as the organ was, it allowed no room for her seed to escape. With every thrust another large glob of cum was trapped - a common occurrence with Galen's partners. Very quickly the pressure began to build. It started around Min-Lo's stomach. Little by little each of Galen's thrusts caused it expand, Min-Lo's swollen gullet soon becoming sandwiched in between herself and the edge of the pool. With little room to move it spread outward, along with the rest of Min-Lo's body.

Her chest went next. Min-Lo's once toned and petite chest swelled and softened. Her breasts grew one after the other, each jumping whole cup sizes at a time. It was happening faster now. Galen's self control was slipping. Min-Lo could hear her grunting louder and louder as she thrust forward with growing strength. The horny gardevoir had already given in. There was nothing but lust controlling her now. She reached forward, digging her hands into Min-Lo's now soft and jiggling stomach. It gave her all the leverage she needed. She was moving faster than before, her pounding quick but still powerful. Water was splashed in every direction. The resistance it posed didn't slow her one bit.

Min-Lo's hips and ass soon followed the rest of her body. With muffled gurgles it grew round and wide. It bounced and sloshed with Min-Lo's every move, the viscous nature of Galen's cum making its movements slow and rhythmic. It didn't show signs of stopping as Galen emptied inhuman amounts of her fluids into it. Her pounds sent thick ripples throughout its bouncy structure, the force causing its mass to sway to and fro.

Galen pressed her body against it, its softness enveloping her hands and she dug into it. It was hard work bringing herself to orgasm. She felt as if she had been on the edge for ages, but she could feel it coming. Her mouth hung agape. She moaned uncontrollably as she rapidly slammed her hips into Min-Lo's massive ass. She squeezed the over-inflated mienshao's fat in between her fingers. She could feel her muscles tense. The gush was coming.

All of her movements stopped at once. She moaned out, her voice strained from the exertion. All at once the remainder of her seed erupted from her cock, the rush of gooey liquid rapidly becoming too much for Min-Lo to handle. Her body already past its limit, it refused to grow anymore. Galen continued firing despite the limitation. There was no stopping her. Very quickly the pressure built, mass amounts of Galen's cum soon spewing from around her cock. There was nowhere to go but out, and before long Galen's tool was forced outward, a surplus of her seed flying over the bloated mienshao's head and all over her swollen ass.

It was much more powerful than Galen was used to, but amazing nonetheless. For minutes afterwards, cum continued to seep from her tip and slide down Min-Lo's back. Three days without release had left her more pent up than she thought imaginable, but somehow she still felt horny. It was then that she remembered there was still someone on the mountain she could use relieve herself.

Though she only meant to rest her eyes Cici found it was far past noon by the time she opened them again. She hadn't meant to sleep, but it was very refreshing regardless. After a quick stretch she ready to continue her search. Today was the day, she could feel it. The only problem was that she was missing a pokemon. It took her some time to remember that Min-Lo had gone off on her own. That didn't explain why she hadn't returned yet.

"And she calls me lazy," she scoffed. "Probably sleeping in a tree somewhere. Come out, Silk." Cici tossed a pokeball forward and out popped a tall, curvy purrloin, stretching as if she had just woken up, herself. She smiled and laughed as she ruffled her trainer's hair. "Sup, fatty?"

"Hey!" Cici growled. She really had to catch less pretty pokemon. "I don't have time for your crap right now. We need to find Min-Lo."

"Min-Lo? Weren't you chasing a gardevoir?"

"Yeah? Why?"

"And you sent the...fighting pokemon after it?"

"Uhh, is that bad?"

Silk sighed heavily. "When we get off this mountain, we're going to have a long talk about pokemon types. Now come on. Min-Lo might be in trouble...or not." The moment she went to turn, Silk spotted a figure out the corner of her eye. It was pale and slender. A familiar-looking face, one she had failed to catch numerous times over the past few days.

"Well that sure saves us some trouble." She turned to find a psychic pokemon with a chipper smile on her face, strange considering how annoyed she seemed earlier. Silk wasn't going to complain though. "Finally decide to give up, skinny?"

"Give up? That's no fun at all. How about we make this interesting? If you beat me, I'll lie down right now and let your pretty little trainer catch me. Of course if I win..."

"Ha! Like that's going to happen. You just earned yourself a smack down."

"Oh whatever shall I do?" Galen chuckled to herself, her show of sarcasm obviously angering her purrloin opponent. Prior to the encounter, Galen had no idea what pokemon the chubby trainer would have. She was glad however that this one was so suited to her tastes. Silk was curvier than herself and had big, round breasts to match. Her dark hair covered one of her eyes and had certain sheen to it, most likely groomed very often. She was quite the pretty pokemon, just the way Galen liked them.

She licked her lips as she watched the mouthy purrloin stretch. Amusing how the cat thought she could win. Sheepishly Galen put her arms behind her back. Her eyes glowed a bright green as she eyed Silk's curvy form.

"Your psychic tricks won't work on me."

Galen chuckled. "Who needs 'em?"

Growling, Silk charged forward. She closed the gap in seconds, lunging forward as she aimed her fist at Galen's face. She felt slower than usual, but had no time to worry about it. Effortlessly Galen sidestepped the swing. She moved much faster than Silk expected from a gardevoir, but it was nothing she couldn't handle. Her momentum carried her for yards. It took seconds for her to skid to a stop, but the moment it happened she turned, ready to make another pass. She lunged forward again, this time feeling noticeably more sluggish than before.

Though Silk hadn't realized it, Cici could see it clearly. She watched in amazement as her pokemon changed before her eyes. Silk grew in size, becoming taller and taller with every passing second. She herself only noticed as she jumped forward and immediately fell to the ground. Her weight much greater than before, she found it almost impossible to balance, or even move as her limbs grew large and heavy. She was easily twelve feet tall by the time she stopped growing, and almost immobile because of it.

"Wow!" Cici yelled, astonished at the display. "Was that Growth? That's so cool!"

Galen laughed as she watched Silk struggle to move. "You liked that, huh? It gets better." Her fingers surging with sparks, she pointed Cici's direction and before she could react a thin stream struck her in the chest. Suddenly the young trainer found it hard to move. Galen smiled and within seconds, Cici fell to the ground, her body completely paralyzed.

"No interruptions now," Galen goaded as she wagged her finger.

With no one left to stop her, she turned Silk. Hard as she tried the purrloin could barely bring herself to her knees. Everything was so heavy. She went to swing as Galen approached her, but with little effort the gardevoir paralyzed her as well. Silk offered as much resistance as possible, doing everything she could to shake the oncoming paralysis, but as stiff as her body was, she stood no chance.

"Sorry about that." Galen sounded almost sincere as she kicked Silk on to her back. "Just need some peace of mind. Can't have you biting down, after all."

Though confused, Silk had no means of showing it. From head to toe her body was numbed, her movement restricted to twitches and trembles. She tried to remain defiant, but it was difficult in the face of Galen's large tool. The gardevoir wasted no time pulling it from under her dress. Excitedly she stroked it, her smile widening as it grew to its full length. At over a foot long, it was a worrying sight, at least to Silk. Though she couldn't read Silk's mind, Galen could see it in her eyes.

She crouched down, positioning her herself over Silk's face. She pushed down on her shaft until it aimed right where she wanted it to: directly toward Silk's mouth. The purrloin gulped as she just then realized Galen's intentions. Despite her fear, Galen didn't hesitate. She pushed forward, slowly driving her foot-long shaft down Silk's throat. Her mouth stretched wide around its girth. The slight discomfort it brought her was a minor concern compared to her need to breathe. Thankfully Galen was merciful in that regard.

Not a moment after she sunk her length inside, she pulled out, allowing Silk to inhale. That was short-lived as well, as a second later Galen once again thrust herself into the purrloin's taut throat. Wet as it was, it provided little resistance. She leaned forward, propping herself up on her hands and knees. Her legs were spread and her hind end was pulled back. With a quiet grunt she thrust forward again, the entirety of her length lodging itself within her victim's throat. Silk winced. It was all she could do.

"Oooh," Galen sighed. It already felt better than expected. She assumed she had given herself enough time to recover. Then again, it had only been minutes since her 'encounter' with the mienshao. It didn't matter. It only meant she would have to take her time.

She set her pace. Slowly she pushed her hips forward, her thickness once again stretching Silk's mouth wide open. By sheer reflex the purrloin's throat tightened in response. Though that made it difficult for Galen, she didn't show signs of slowing down. She wore a blissful smile as the walls of Silk's throat pulsated around her length. The warm, wet tunnel had her trembling with every thrust.

She reached down and throttled the base of her shaft, lightly stroking it to help keep herself hard. Her finger slid even further down, finding its way into the small slit hidden beneath her girth. Already it dripped with her juices. The meager bit of moisture allowed her finger to massage it with little resistance. Galen huffed as she tickled it. As sensitive as she was, even the lightest touch had her moaning under her breath. This, and the overwhelming pleasure that was Silk's throat, had her barreling toward climax faster than she could ever hope.

It took all she had to force herself to stop. She tried her hardest not to move, knowing any small jerk might set her off. It took time, but eventually she calmed herself enough to pull out, her erection throbbing as it begged for her attention.

The purrloin sighed, her chest heaved as she was finally given a moment to breathe. With some effort, she managed to move her head to the side. Little by the little the paralysis dissipated. Her arms and legs remained limp however.

She was so preoccupied with catching her breath, she hadn't noticed Galen moving around toward her front. She turned her head again to find the gardevoir in between her legs, rubbing on the insides of her furry thighs.

"So smooth," Galen commented as she caressed Silk's legs. Silk went to protest but found her mouth still very stiff, and a little sore. She settled on a disobedient scowl as that was the most she could do with her limited movement.

"Now come on, don't make that face." Galen chuckled when Silk's face remained unchanged. "Here, I know what'll make you feel better. Can you feel...this?"

Silk gasped as Galen's long finger ran up and down her sensitive slit. She had hoped the sadistic gardevoir hadn't noticed, but she knew it was wishful thinking. Galen did it again and again, each touch sending a wonderful tremble up Silk's spine. It wasn't long before juices began trickling from her slit. Galen took it as a sign not to stop. A sly smile on her face, she pushed her hand forward, driving her thick finger deep into Silk's hole. It clenched in response and Silk herself let out a quiet yelp.

Relentless, Galen forcibly removed her finger from Silk's grip only to penetrate the helpless purrloin again. Over and over she did this, her hands quickly becoming soaked in Silk's juices. She laughed to herself as the purrloin's body quivered and shook. Her stifled moans were like music to Galen's ears, though they did little to distract her from her own needs. They even seemed to make them worse.

One final time, she yanked her finger free, a small gush of Silk's fluids exiting as well. Several drops at a time dripped from Galen's hand. Feeling somewhat naughty, she licked the thin liquid from her fingers. The savory taste of another woman's juices was a guilty pleasure, but the pungent smell and taste drove her wild. Her cock had grown even harder than before. Its incessant throbbing had become too much to ignore.

"All ready now." Without a moment's hesitation, she lifted Silk's legs and bent them forward, giving her unobstructed access to her target. She reeled back and with deadly accurate aim, thrust forward, sinking her foot-long length into Silk's slit. This time, the purrloin couldn't contain it. Her mouth finally opened and she moaned out loud as Galen's thick shaft violated her depths. Already she could feel its throbs, and the feeling only got better as the paralysis continued to wear off. She clawed at the ground as she struggled to adjust to the thick intrusion. Its every move had her shuddering and groaning under her breath.

Galen smiled as she hovered over her. Whether or not Silk enjoyed herself was a minor concern, but a moaning partner always added to the experience. She grabbed on to Silk's thighs and bent them even farther forward, nearly pushing them behind the purple pokemon's head. It amused Galen how flexible she was, but given her feline nature it wasn't much of a surprise. It gave her ample room to work and a beautiful view of her prize, but with her urges overwhelming her, she didn't stop long to admire it.

Almost immediately she went pounding the helpless purrloin. Though she had given herself less time to recover, she didn't care to wait any longer. With every thrust a satisfying surge of pleasure ran through her privates. Once again her shaft began to part with its load. With every stroke, hard or soft, a thick stream of sticky cum would fire from its tip. Galen could feel them, each gush causing her cock to throb harder than the last. The rate at which it poured grew larger as she rapidly approached the tipping point, and its effects on Silk were apparent. Like the mienshao before her, Silk's body stretched as it filled with Galen's seed. The gardevoir much hornier than before, it happened at an accelerated rate.

Silk gritted her teeth. Her stomach violently gurgled as it ballooned to more than twice its size. Her once petite legs and thighs filled out as well, within minutes swelling up to plump proportions. They jiggled and heaved to and fro as Galen rammed her hips into them again and again. Silk's skinny behind enlarged to accommodate her new chunky legs. Though once delicate and small it had grown fatter than Cici's. It kept in conformity with Silk's now astonishingly thick thighs, whose girth now appeared to envelop Galen's shaft. It was a notable distance to push through, but with over a foot of cock to work with, Galen had little to no trouble.

Silk's hefty size did little to deter her. Given how often it happened with her partners, she had grown to love it. Galen went for long, forceful thrusts, her body loudly smacking into Silk's ever-growing form. With every pound, the purrloin's body would wobble to and fro, the thick, viscous nature of Galen's seed causing it to move in a slow, rhythmic fashion. Galen quite enjoyed the sight of it. Their slow billowing movements were both hypnotic and a massive turn-on. She leaned into Silk's growing stomach, its soft mass wrapping itself around her small body. Enthralled, she dug her hands into it, releasing Silk's legs in the process. Though Galen was too distracted to notice, Silk was holding her own legs back, an open invitation to continue, not that Galen needed it.

Desperate for release, she thrust as fast as she could, her cum quickly filling out the last of her plump partner's body. Silk's already sizable chest enlarged faster than her hips and ass combined. Her now watermelon-sized tits were bouncing in tune with the rest of her body. As close as Galen was, cum was surging from her tip. It found its way into every nook and cranny it could, soon having no place to go as Silk's body reached it limit. Noisily it bounced and sloshed as Galen slammed into it with all the strength she could muster.

The pressure pushed hard against Galen's cock, but she refused to pull out. Her hips moved of their own accord. Her mouth hung wide open. She came to a sudden stop and with a strained moan, a final torrent of seed erupted from her tip. It was all Silk's body could take. Within moments excess gushed from Silk's hole soon painting the ground in white. It splattered across Galen's dress and oozed down her legs, the white deluge sticking to everything in its path. Both Galen and Silk moaned without remorse, their orgasms making them writhe and shake.

By the time they had finished, the ground around them was a mess of white goo. Galen panted as she struggled not to fall into it. Her climax had left her drained, at least for the moment. It was an addictive feeling, albeit a sticky one. She wondered if she would even have the strength to finish the little human girl. She smiled when upon further thought, she realized that she did.

With a light grunt she pushed herself away from the incapacitated purrloin. As she removed her half-hardened shaft, her cum gushed from Silk's hole, further adding to the immense puddle surrounding her.

Galen stretched as she casually made her way over to her newest quarry: the helpless little human girl who had given her so much trouble over the past few days. Cici's paralysis was only just beginning to wear off. Unaware of the approaching gardevoir, she struggled to her feet, using a nearby tree as balance.

Cici barely had time to turn before the Galen spun her around like a ragdoll. With an effortless wave of her hand the gardevoir pushed her against the tree and pinned her arms to her sides.

"You're quite the little headache, you know. I've barely been able to sleep because of you."

Cici chuckled nervously. "Really sorry about that. Just...you know, trying to build a team and all." She forced a laugh, but Galen didn't look the least bit amused, at least a first.

She sighed. "You know what? I completely forgive you."

"Please don't kill me. I swear I won't let it happen- you what?"

Galen smiled and as far as Cici could tell, it looked genuine. "I forgive you."

She had to hear it twice to believe it. The words rang clearly in her head. 'I forgive you.'

"So...you're not gonna kill me?"

Galen shook her head.

"You're not gonna...you know, use THAT on me?" With her eyes Cici gestured toward Galen's still-throbbing shaft.

"Well...I wouldn't go THAT far. I mean you owe me something after three days of torture." It took only a second for Galen's smile to turn sinister. It made Cici's hair stand on end. Just as Galen went to grab her, one of the pokeballs on her belt burst open. A long stream of white light arced outwards before hitting the ground next to them. The light quickly took shape, forming into the familiar sight of Cici's dragonair. Her arms extended, she yawned as she loosened her limbs. The tight space inside a pokeball was downright painful on her joints.

"Cecilia, tell me you've caught the thing. If I have to spend another day inside that ball I think I'll..."

Her eyes finally adjusted to the light, she took notice of the cum-bloated purrloin on the ground. That and the long trail of white leading to a gardevoir and her chubby master were things she didn't expect to see.

"Do I even want to know what's going on out here?"

Galen laughed coyly. "Trust me. It'd be better if you forgot."

"Diva save m-"

"Quiet you." Galen sealed Cici's mouth with a twitch of her finger.

The dragonair sighed as she put her hands on her hips. "Put the child down, please. I don't want to have to hurt you."

"'Hurt me?'" Galen couldn't help but smile. "I love it when they say that." Electricity once again arced across her fingers and Cici fell limp.

"Not again..." A numbness overtook her and she again fell to the ground, completely immobilized.

"My oh my," Galen marveled as she eyed the dragonair up and down. "You didn't tell me you had a pokemon like this."

Diva was tall, at least a foot or so taller than Galen herself, and twice as curvy. She admired the dragonair's wide hips, long legs, and equally long and luxurious tail. Even her breasts, while moderate in size, were perky and fit nicely on her sleek chest. The tall beauty stood firm, faint outlines of muscle visible throughout her form. Galen almost blushed at the sight.

"Oh I like you." Galen's eyes began to glow and before Diva saw it coming she felt a heavy pressure on the every side of her body. "We're going to have a lot of fun, you and me."

"Psychic?" Diva scoffed. "Adorable." She dashed forward, Galen's psychic power nowhere near enough to hold her down. In a split second, the dragonair had closed the distance between them and wrapped her hand around Galen's throat.

"I see you aren't going to come quietly. That's fine. I needed the exercise anyway." Swiftly she reeled her hand back and balled it into a fist. In a panic, Galen exerted her power once more, doing all she could to hold the dragonair's hand at bay. With all of her focus, she just could barely keep it away from her face. Diva's strength was astounding.

Though she could save herself from a punch, there was little she could do when Diva slammed her into ground, kicking up a large plume of dust in the process. Diva's hand still tight around her throat she found it difficult to breathe. With that upper hand, Diva knew she only had to wait.

"You can give up now, or pass out. Either way is fine by me." She further dug her fingers into Galen's throat to accentuate her point. Though Galen tried to struggle, Diva held firm, her grip unwavering. Psychic was useless and Growth would only make things worse. Thinking under such pressure was difficult, but Galen was resourceful. Suddenly she reached forward and wrapped her hand around Diva's throat. Once again the dragonair scoffed.

"Oh, just stop. You're embarrassing yourself." She refused to let up for even a moment, knowing that the psychic pokemon would give in sooner or later. She found it strange however when the gardevoir's tiny neck started to grow. Bigger and bigger it swelled until Diva's hand could no longer fit around it. Her head, her chest, everything about the psychic Pokemon seemed to be growing.

Cautious, Diva jumped back, ready for anything the gardevoir could throw at her. Only then did she realize how much taller the trees were, and how low she was to the ground. Nothing had grown. Her size had been cut in half. Galen coughed as she rose to her feet. Though still in some pain, she smiled at the little dragonair's bewilderment.

"Not so tough now, huh?" Once again Galen's eyes glowed bright and Diva grunted as her sides were squeezed together, but with only half as much strength to work with, it proved much harder to break free. She wrenched her body back and forth, pushing as hard as she could against her psychic binds, but it was a fruitless effort.

"Much better," Galen laughed as she lifted Diva into air and pulled her closer, the dragonair defiantly struggling until the end. "Such a shame though. I liked you better when you were tall. Oh well. We can still have some fun, right?"

Galen chuckled as she eyed Diva's body once again. Though half as tall, she retained her very womanly shape. Small maybe, but her wide curves were still very alluring. Galen traced them with her hand, her fingers going even farther back to burrow into the dragonair's soft behind. She squirmed as Galen poked and prodded under her tail. The psychic pokemon hummed to herself as she felt her way around, soon finding the thing she was looking for. She grazed Diva's pucker with the tip of her finger, the small ring of muscle clenching instinctively as it was tickled. Though she knew it was pointless, Diva's pride wouldn't allow her to stop struggling. Knowing what was in store for her only made her want to fight more, but the more she struggled the more excited the gardevoir became.

Galen's grin was positively malicious. Idly she caressed the throbbing monster in between her legs. Though half flaccid before, it had grown back to full size promptly. By toying with Diva's curvaceous body, Galen had excited herself more than she realized. Even after relieving herself on both the mienshao and the purrloin, she was still more than ready for another round. Galen spun her captive around with the wave of her hand, and with a gesture just as effortless, bent the beautiful, blue pokemon forward.

"This won't hurt a bit. Well, maybe a little."

She pulled Diva backwards, slowly impaling the dragonair's pint-sized body on her throbbing shaft. Diva gritted her teeth, the gardevoir's thickness spreading her ass wider than she ever thought possible. Small as she was, Galen's shaft felt twice as immense. Instinctively her hind end tightened to prevent the intrusion, but Galen wouldn't have it. In addition to her psychic powers, she used her hands to pull the dragonair in. Her fingers dug deep into Diva's thighs, she pulled as hard as her skinny arms would allow, desperate to feel the small pokemon's ass around her length. It was only a matter of time. With several powerful jerks, she dragged Diva backwards, sinking inch after inch of her foot-long member inside. Once there, it was almost uncomfortably tight. Diva's insides, though stretchy were constricting.

"Relax, a bit. It'll feel better for both us." Galen goaded behind a tone of apparent sarcasm. Too dismayed to speak, Diva could only offer a defiant growl as her hind end was mercilessly spread. However she could only hold her disobedient attitude for so long. Her growls very quickly changed to whimpers as Galen grew forcible. It took a surprising amount of force to push the dragonair forward, and just as much to pull her back. It was an effort, but to Galen, it was it was well worth it.

She took great pleasure in seeing herself engulfed by Diva's ample ass. The sound their union emitted was characteristically gooey and pleasantly lewd. As it always had, Galen's cock leaked abundant amounts. Already the inside of Diva's rear end was painted with it. The white goo provided an excellent lubrication, allowing Galen to move easier and easier with every thrust she made. Feeling her psychic power was enough to hold, she removed her hands, happy to find her thrusts now took little effort. Delighted, she wrapped a hand around her base and placed and slid the other hand in between her legs. She tilted her head backwards, her mind afloat as she lost herself in the pleasure. Slowly and tenderly she stroked her shaft, every gentle touch causing blood to surge throughout its length. Its powerful throbs were enough to lift the dragonair by itself. It made Galen realize just how horny she was.

Just as before, the flow of her seed began to rise. With every vigorous throb Galen's shaft let loose generous amounts of pre. It didn't take long for the effects to show on Diva's body. Her hind end rippled and shook as it slowly began to swell, her already wide curves growing even wider. Filled with a thick, viscous substance, her ever-widening ass slowly rippled as it was pounded. Hard or soft, every touch had it jiggling and sloshing. The wonderfully lewd sound always had Galen delighted.

It took little time for Diva's thighs to fill out, their new plump appearance bringing an even bigger grin to Galen's face. She chuckled as she grab and squeezed their pillow-like mass. Soft and malleable, they easily enveloped her entire hand as she pressed against them. She was all too happy to tickle and tease her new prize. Though Diva was defiant to the end, her body couldn't ignore the pleasure it received.

The proud Pokemon grit her teeth. The initial pain had long-since worn off. Now only Galen's touch was left. Her mouth hung open, a quiet grunt escaping her throat at Galen's every thrust. She trembled as the gardevoir's thick juices filled her. In strange way it felt enjoyable. A tickling sensation ran up and down her body as she was filled from head to toe. She could feel it, every spurt of the gardevoir's seed causing her to shudder. The more she tried to shake free, the worse the feeling became. Once it centered around her torso, she could feel the wonderful tingle again. She shuddered, her already large breasts beginning to sag heavily as Galen filled them with her seed. Her widened stomach bounced to and fro, as slow and rhythmic as the rest of her cum-filled body.

Her instincts driving her, Galen grabbed on to the doughy mass that was Diva's stomach and lifted. She pulled the over-inflated dragonair against her chest, the fat Pokemon moaning as Galen thrust into her. Rhythmically her fat body undulated, her soft bulk wobbling in a violent, irregular manner. Up and down she bounced, forcibly propelled by Galen's psychic power. Her small body had reached its limit. Though Galen's cock gushed more cum than ever before, the only place it had left to go was out. At every passionate push, Galen's semen rushed from Diva's hole, splattering the ground beneath them.

Already Galen could feel the control of her power wavering. It took all the focus she had to keep hold of the big blue Pokemon. Even that proved too much to handle as she approached her peak. She fought until the end, but it proved impossible to hold on after too long. The two of them fell forward, hitting the ground with a resounding thud. Diva's large, cum-filled stomach cushioned their fall quite nicely.

Galen wouldn't allow the minor setback to stop her. Desperately she climbed forward, straddling the dragonair beneath her. Her legs extended, she thrust into Diva's rear even harder than before. The entirety of the dragonair's large ass jiggled uncontrollably as Galen battered it with all her strength. Diva clawed at the ground, trying her hardest to ignore the pleasure raging throughout her body. It was a hopeless effort. She soon herself moaning as the stimulation overrode her will. It shook her from head to toe, a sudden and violent orgasm, made all the better by the horny gardevoir continuing to ravage her behind. She clenched her eyes, bracing herself as her staggering peak filled her with the greatest of pleasures.

Galen was even more desperate to finish. Hearing Diva's moans was enough to push her over the edge. As if begging to be filled, Diva's tight tunnel squeezed on her again and again. It drove Galen mad. She arched her back, driving her cock as deep as possible as she let loose her torrent. She howled and within seconds, gallons of her sticky ooze were gushing from Diva's hole. Caught in the moment, Galen continued to ram herself into quivering dragonair. Her thrusts were long and powerful, each one letting loose another large surge of gooey seed. Galen could barely keep herself from drooling, her powerful orgasm debilitating in the most wonderful of ways.

Eventually the shaking stopped. Galen's eyes fluttered and she fell forward on to the incapacitated dragonair. Even more so than before, the exhaustion hit her hard. She felt drained, at least for a while. It would be minutes before she regained enough strength to move. As soon as she could, she stood up and turned to her, hopefully last victim for the day. She was worn out for sure, but the chubby little human girl was too rare a treat to pass up. Galen laughed to herself, but it quickly came to a stop as she spotted Cici hobbling away as fast as she could.

"Nope." It took minimal effort to pull the trainer back. Before she knew it Cici was sent flying backwards, spinning through the air until she landed at Galen's feet.

"Sneaky, sneaky." Galen teased from behind a venomous smile. "I've got something special planned for you." She reached forward, her hand radiating with a ghostly blue aura. Cici barely had time to roll onto her back before Galen's finger pressed against her forehead. She froze, steeling herself for whatever the sadistic gardevoir had in store. At first, silence, but soon enough Cici's vision began to blur. She felt lightheaded. Against her will she found her muscles relaxing.

"There you go," Galen said through the same malicious smile as before. "Take a load off. Relax. Sleep."

Cici couldn't even begin to fight it. She closed her eyes for what seemed like only a second before hurriedly opening them again.

The scene around her was no different, right down to the gardevoir in front of her face. Something felt off however. The air felt thick, making every breath a little harder than it normally would be. It was the strangest sensation. Even moving her hand felt slower than usual. She looked to Galen, the gardevoir simply standing there and smiling. "Cross." The word echoed from her mouth and before Cici knew it, her eyes had crossed, splitting the world into two blurry images. She closed her eyes and shook her head to restore her vision. The world righted itself, but Cici was confused when Galen didn't. She squinted to make sure, but there was no mistaking it. There were two Galen. They both chuckled as they surrounded her, neither of them saying a word.

Her body lax, Cici could do nothing as they pulled her to her feet and squeezed themselves against her. She was pinned, one Galen pressing herself against Cici's back, the other coming from the front. Already the both of their shafts felt rigid as they were squashed against Cici's back and stomach. She went to push them away, but her arms were weak. Resistance was a fruitless effort. The Galen in front pushed her hand to side and brought herself in closer to the helpless trainer. Gently she caressed Cici's face as she planted gentle kisses across her cheek. It didn't take long for her to work her way in toward Cici's mouth. There she touched their lips together, the strange gardevoir moaning as she drove her tongue forward. Cici's movements didn't feel like her own. Her body acting of its own accord, she couldn't help but return the gesture, mingling her tongue with the psychic pokemon's.

The more she stared into Galen's eyes, the worse the lightheaded feeling became. They were enchanting. Before Cici realized it, she had wrapped her hands around the pokemon.

Behind her, she had no clue what was happening. Carefully the Galen at her back was working to remove her skimpy jeans. Already they had passed the threshold of her fat hips and were on their way to her ankles. All that was under them were the frilliest of pink panties. Galen decided that she liked them on. With as a gentle a touch as before, she pulled them to one side, revealing the tight pucker underneath. She wet her finger and prodded the entrance with little complaint from its owner. Still mesmerized by the Galen at her front, Cici took no notice. Only after Galen poked it with her tip did she get a reaction out of the delirious trainer.

She broke the kiss, grunting as Galen's thick shaft spread her wide. In one long, uninterrupted push she sunk the entirety of her length into Cici's hole. Her eyes beginning to glaze over, the disoriented trainer found it difficult to protest. Listless, she could only groan as the Galen at her back reached forward and grabbed hold of her breasts. Gently Galen fondled them, little by little forcing the trainer to lean backwards as the Galen in front seized the moment. Wasting no time, she pulled back, angling her firm shaft toward the Cici's wet entrance. Though the trainer herself didn't realize it, her body had grown needy. Galen's influence was strong. With merely a thought she had tricked Cici's body into a state of powerful lust. A simple ruse, but difficult to pull off when the victim was awake and aware.

In her drowsy state, Cici was an easy target. With no hesitation, Galen pushed forward, pushing her rigid shaft deep. Just like the other Galen, her thrust was long and slow. She savored the sight of her every inch stretching Cici's tiny hole. Once inside, she wrapped her hands around the trainer's chubby behind and lifted her into the air. There the two Galen chuckled again as they took turns thrusting into their new toy. One after the other, they drove their throbbing members into the languid trainer.

The gooey sounds their shafts emitted were constant. As always Galen's pre flowed like an open faucet, liberally lubing both of Cici's holes. The creamy goo glazed the insides of her walls, allowing both Galen's smooth, effortless entrance and exit. The pressure on their shafts was unyielding, but that only made their every thrust all the better.

Through her daze Cici could begin to the feel the pleasure coursing through her. The deep penetration from both Galen shook her body all the way up to her slowly expanding chest. Biting her lip, she wrapped her arms and legs around the Galen in front of her. Her mind clouded, she saw no reason to stop them.

Galen chuckled at the gesture. She enormously enjoyed the tight proximity to her portly slave. The doughy feel of the girl's body had her throbbing even harder than before. It only grew better as the inevitable began to happen. Already Cici's stomach was beginning to grow. With two horny gardevoir pumping the trainer full of seed, the rate was increased two fold. Rapidly it widened, bouncing as its supple fat began to wrap around Galen's body. At an accelerated rate Cici's breast, once modest in size, started to fill out as well. In less than a minute they had grown larger than her own head. Galen fought her instincts to dig into them, but it proved futile after only a few moments of the jiggling sacks bouncing in her face. Shamelessly she dragged her tongue along the smooth, pale skin of Cici's tits. She swore under her breath, almost embarrassed at how horny they made her. She had to have them.

Synchronized, both Galen commenced a switch. The Galen behind removed her member and pulled back. The two Galen then lowered the bewildered trainer to the ground. Almost instantaneously Galen dropped onto Cici's chest and forced her throbbing member in between the girl's tits. She dug her hands into the doughy fat of Cici's breasts and held them tight as she thrust into them in the most frantic of ways.

Her other half wasted no time kneeling at Cici's head and driving her shaft down the trainer's throat. Having inherited Galen's lust, the horny gardevoir's tongue hung from her mouth as she joyfully slammed against Cici's face.

Cici had no hope of noticing the results of Galen's lust. In front of her, out of thin air appeared a third Galen, and subsequently a fourth. They were quick to spread Cici's legs and fill the empty holes in between. Her legs outstretched, the third gardevoir straddled Cici's thighs and thrust down in the trainer's needy vagina. The last gardevoir was content to sit below and force her long shaft into Cici's rear.

Not a moment passed where Cici wasn't rammed, hammered, or pounded. Galen's moans were unending, every thrust bringing her four times as much pleasure as usual. Cici's body expanded at an even greater rate. Her thighs, her chest, her stomach, all of them hitting their limit within the minute. This didn't stop Galen, or even slow her. The audible squishing, the loud smack of skin slapping against skin, the moans of her counterparts. The lewd sounds of sex fueled her lust. The mind-numbing ecstasy from so many sources of pleasure was unreal. She wanted it to go on forever, but as the pressure built in her loins, she knew it wouldn't happen. Her breath strained and her body shaking, she fiercely rammed her cock in between Cici's massive breasts. She could only clench her teeth as the soft, bouncy masses of fat slapped against her stomach again and again. She moaned shamelessly as it hit her, her strongest orgasm of the day.

She arched her back. Violently her body shook as it happened. Her tip poked out from the other side of Cici's large breasts. She pressed hard, squeezing them tight around her member as she let loose her torrent, drenching Cici's face as well as the other Galen. All at once, the other gardevoir came, each of them thrashing and moaning as they emptied their seed. Cici's body had long since reached its capacity. As the flood of cum came, an explosion of white erupted from every hole. It splattered every Galen, each gush splashing in multiple directions. Some pulled out rapidly stroking themselves as they fired the last of their loads at Cici's cum-filled body. Others pushed deep inside, moaning as the last of their seed oozed from the trainer's messy holes.

Though it lasted far longer than it should have, it still didn't last long enough for Galen. There was little she could do however as this time she had truly spent the last of her energy. She slid sideways and fell to the ground, passed out within seconds.

Not a moment afterwards, Cici's head cleared up. She blinked once and the thick atmosphere disappeared, along with the other Galen. Seconds ago she would have sworn it was all real, but a quick glance at her body showed that wasn't the case. Aside from the massive amounts of cum on her face and breasts, everything looked normal, for the most part. Both she and Galen's exhausted states were still very real.

With the last of her strength, she rolled on to her stomach and crawled forward. Her arms burned as if they'd been working for hours, but she persevered. Slow but determined, she made her way back to tree under which she had rested before. There she found her bag. She reached inside, desperately shuffling through to find what she needed. At the bottom she found it: pokeball. She groaned as she stood up. With a final burst of energy, she went to throw it at the incapacitated pokemon, only to slip and fall on her face. The pokeball rolled forward, just barely coming into contact with Galen's unconscious form. She was sucked inside with no resistance.

"Yes..." Cici's celebration was short-lived. Weary, she dropped her head to the ground and closed her eyes, wondering if it was a good idea to capture the perverse pokemon. By the time she fell asleep, she wasn't convinced.

The camp was set in record time. Cici had pitched the tent. Min-lo had gathered the firewood, and Silk had started the fire. The sun was just beginning to set and already everyone could feel the chill of night. They had made it just in time.

"Whoo!" Cici yelled as she dropped onto her sleeping bag. With no plans to sleep just yet, she had laid it by the fire where things were nice and warm. At the very least, she could rest her aching legs. With her foot, she hooked her backpack and pulled it close. After a quick rummage she found her cooking utensils: a sturdy cast-iron pot and a wooden spoon. After a day with only assorted fruits and berries to munch on, she was looking forward to something more substantial. Unfortunately she seemed to be lacking that kind of food. She looked around expectantly, but huffed when she found nothing.

"What's taking those two so long?"

So caught up in their work, neither Silk or Min-Lo had noticed. Both Cici's gardevoir and dragonair were still missing. While catching food was sure to take some time, it had been almost an hour with no word from either of them. Cici was getting worried when she noticed Silk's feline ears begin to perk. From a great distance away she could hear a familiar voice. She listened for a moment, rolling her eyes after she had gotten her fill of the distant conversation.

"They're on their way." Casually she turned back to the fire. She knew what was coming.

After a short minute, even Cici could hear her missing pokemon. Slowly but surely the bickering became louder and louder as they approached the camp. The two often had problems getting along.

"It could have been avoided if you weren't such a horndog. This could have been over a lot faster." That tone was familiar. It was Diva's refined voice. The other voice rang through the heads of everyone in the camp, its coy tone easily recognizable to everyone who knew its owner.

"Maybe if you weren't such a tease, we could have been there and back by now. Would have taken five minutes at the most."

"Goodness, you're like a stray poochyena. Can't you keep your libido in check for one day?"

"You know how pent up I get. Why don't ask me to stop breathing while you're at it?"

The argument was ongoing and no one in camp was surprised. From the moment they entered the clearing to the time they sat down, the dragonair and gardevoir continued bickering. In their hands were a pair of large magikarp, dry but still floundering about. Cici was more than happy to snatch the imminent food and let her two pokemon 'play.'

While Cici could tune it out, Silk couldn't. "Oh would you two just kiss and make up already? It's not even bed time and you guys are already at it."

Diva scoffed. "I'd rather kiss an arbok..."

The dragonair's cold attitude always put a smile on Galen's face. "You're so adorable. You know we have some time before dinner's ready. Just a quickie and I won't bother you tomorrow."

"You said that last time. Then halfway through the day you tried to rut me against a tree. You have the self control of an untrained infernape."

"Well...okay, maybe not a quickie. And maybe if we had some help...Silk...Min-Lo..." They tried to ignore the horny gardevoir for as long as they could, but they knew it was an exercise in futility. The longer they waited, the worse it usually became.

Ever the valiant one, Silk decided to step forward. "I volunteer....Min-Lo."

"Hey!"

"Oh come on. Take one for the team."

"If I'm going, you're going, you lazy bum."

Galen couldn't help but laugh. "Guys, guys, don't fight. There's enough of me to go around." She chuckled but no one else seemed amused. "Well it's true..."

Diva sighed. "Let's just get this over with. You too, Cici."

"Why me?"

"Consider it a teambuilding exercise. Plus we're going to need all the help we can get..." Diva sighed to herself. Sometimes Galen was more trouble than she was worth. At the very least, Diva had wrangled some help this time. Solo attempts to wear the horny gardevoir out had proven painful.

Galen's smile was positively radiant. "Oh, you guys. You're so kind, wanting to help me in my time of need, and all."

"Well we are a team, after all." Diva chuckled. "Pin her, Silk."

As if waiting for the order, Silk leapt from her spot. She pounced Galen, forcing the gardevoir to ground in seconds. She dragged the horny pokemon to the edge of the camp in preparation for the mess they were sure to make. Though startled and somewhat pained, Galen didn't seem to mind much at all. It was that kind of enthusiasm that made things fun.

Min-Lo sighed as she approached. "Guess I'll go first. Don't say I never did you guys any favors." Even before she got close, she could see the outline of Galen's cock pressing against the front of her dress. Just the prospect of a little sex was enough to set the gardevoir off. Already Min-Lo could see it throbbing, its size rapidly increasing as Galen grew more and more aroused. The feeling of Min-Lo's legs brushing against hers was last push she needed. With one final throb her shaft jolted from beneath her dress. It pointed straight upwards as if begging for attention.

"Jeez, you really are like a wild pokemon. I haven't even touched you yet."

"Then shut up and touch me," Galen said in her usual snarky tone. Min-Lo shrugged. Not wanting to prolong things, she positioned herself over Galen's shaft. With no illusion of delicacy, she pressed the tip to her lower entrance and dropped her weight onto it. All at once she sunk Galen's foot-long shaft into her hole. No matter how often she experienced it, Galen's thickness always made her flinch. Reflexively, her walls tightened around it, its warmth giving her a feeling of utter fullness. She tried to give herself time to adjust, but Galen wasn't having it. After only a few moments the impatient gardevoir began thrusting upwards. Startled, Min-Lo could only yelp at the sudden movement.

She bore with it. The first few thrusts were always the most painful. They were long and slow as Galen usually liked them. Unwavering, she forced her girth into Min-Lo's hole, grinding hard against the mienshao's walls. With every thrust, a spurt of pre escaped Galen's over productive shaft. Layer after layer of the sticky, white goo glazed the inside of Min-Lo's hole. Over time, it made for a smooth trip. Soon lubed to perfection, Galen could slide in and out with ease. What was once rough was now fluid and effortless. Galen couldn't help but let out a quiet groan at the feeling. Through all the pleasure, she had almost forgotten there was purrloin sitting atop her chest.

Silk was all too happy to remind her. "Wake up, you." Without warning, she straddled Galen's head, forcing her feline nethers into the gardevoir's face. "We're helping you, so you help us. And by help I mean get your tongue in there."

Galen didn't care much to argue. An impish smile on her face she wrapped her arms around Silk's legs and pulled her in. She took a large whiff of the purrloin's scent. She didn't think it was possible, but it made her hornier than she already was. The sweet scent had her blushing. Feeling somewhat naughty, she pressed her tongue against Silk's lower lips, the sensation causing the purrloin to shiver. Her legs tensed as Galen inched her tongue up and down. It wasn't often Silk got such delicate treatment. It quickly made her realize just how sensitive she was. Galen's prods were as gentle as can be. She took her time tickling the purrloin's hole until she was sure it was nice and wet. It didn't take long. Silk seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. It was then that Galen decided to be naughty.

Swiftly she drove her slimy appendage deep into Silk's hole, causing the purrloin to howl. She soon lost her composure as Galen's long tongue wriggled and writhed its way in and out again and again. It happened all too fast. She tried to pull away, but with her legs held in place, she fell forward, unable to escape the gardevoir's merciless onslaught. Galen chuckled as she felt Silk's legs tremble around her head. Cocky as the purrloin was, she always seemed to scream the loudest. It made Galen smile, but did little to distract her from the action going on in between her legs.

It didn't take long for Min-Lo to get into rhythm. At Galen's every thrust, she was always ready to push herself down. While resting on her knees, she needed only to rock back and forth to drive Galen's shaft as deep as it could go. That in itself became harder and harder as the gardevoir's fertile length parted with its load. It never failed. With every second and every thrust, her shaft would loose a thick spurt of pre. Just a day without release had sent Galen's production into overdrive. Already its effects could be seen on Min-Lo's stomach as it expanded in all directions. It swayed to and fro, sloshing loudly as it grew bigger and bigger. Along with it grew Min-Lo's hips and ass. They gurgled as they swelled up at an alarming rate. The mienshao's hind end jiggled violently as Galen pounded it with growing force. Very quickly her thrusts had grown fast and frenzied. Min-Lo knew just what that meant, but there was little she could do about it. The first to receive Galen's load would always get it the hardest. Min-Lo was more than prepared.

She steeled her herself, bracing for the inevitable. She could feel it coming as Galen's body quivered beneath her. The gardevoir's cum production had only gotten faster, her creamy seed soon bloating Min-Lo's legs and thighs to twice their normal thickness. The added weight was nothing to Galen. She rammed herself against Min-Lo ass with no plans to slow down or stop. She could barely keep her focus on the task in front of her face. It was difficult, but she managed. She wrapped her mouth around Silk's clit, sucking hard on the sensitive nub of flesh. It caused the purrloin's already trembling body to shake even more violently. Her moans were ceaseless and shameless. Her hips moved on their own as they forced themselves forward.

Everyone was reaching their limit. Galen especially felt the pressure. At a steady rate the tingle trailed down her spine and into her loins. She tried to hold it for as long as she could, but the oncoming rush was unstoppable. Her hips stopped as she felt it surge forward. A large gush of her seed erupted from her shaft, the immense amount of fluids flooding Min-Lo's insides. Once it began, there was little Galen could do to control it. The torrent poured from Silk's hole in vast waves, the thick mass blanketing the ground around them in sticky, white goo. The first of Galen's orgasms were always the worst. In just a few minutes, she had caused a small flood. Had they stayed in the middle of camp, they would have to move for sure.

After a long minute of the deluge, the flow finally slowed to a stop. Her body bloated, it took all the strength Min-Lo had to remove herself from atop Galen. With a heavy grunt, she rolled to the side, soon landing on her back. Cum poured from her hole.

"Okay," she said under a strained breath. "I think I need a break."

A quick glance at Galen showed that she was far from done. Despite her weary panting, her shaft still pointed straight into the air. It wasn't unexpected.

"Come on, Cici," Diva sighed. Galen was only just starting to sit up when the two of them stood over her. She chuckled, both in anticipation and a moderate amount of fear. They didn't seem to be joking around today.

"No moving," Diva said in commanding tone. Both she and Cici knelt down, lowering themselves Galen's level. Galen's cock still stood fully erect, twitching and throbbing at the prospect of further release. The wait wasn't long.

Diva wrapped her hand around its thick base, its tip leaking abundantly as her fingers tightened around it. She huffed as she angled the seeping shaft toward her face. Without further complaint she pressed her mouth to its tip, gently lapping away at the flow of white ooze. Galen shuddered. With no time whatsoever to recover, she was still quite sensitive. Every light lick sent her into a short state of bliss, her body tensing at the staggering pleasure.

While Galen remained distracted, Cici swiftly removed her shirt and bra. Though somewhat small in the chest area, her breasts were adequate for what she needed them for. She leaned in close, and once Diva saw that she was ready, she relinquished her grip on Galen's shaft. She instead leaned forward, pressing her breasts against the throbbing rod as Cici did the same. Galen couldn't help but smile at the sight of two pairs of tits locked around her cock.

Almost immediately the two girls went to work. Up and down they ground against it, the copious amount of cum dripping from its tip allowing them to glide across its sensitive surface. Galen shuddered again, biting her lip as she clawed at the ground. The sight alone was arousing beyond belief. The feeling was overpowering. It became ever better as Diva resumed her duty from before. More forceful than the last time she pressed her mouth to Galen's member. Powerfully she sucked on it as she dragged her tongue along its tip. At the same time, Cici ran her mouth up and down its side.

It took all Galen had to stop herself from thrashing to and fro at the intense stimulation. She could just barely choke back her moans of pleasure, but even that she couldn't manage for long. Cici and Diva were relentless. Not for one moment did they let her rest. As time went on, they grew even more energetic. Slowly they increased speed, matching each other's rhythm in perfect synchronization. As one moved down, the other moved up, alternating as if they had practiced a hundred times before. Undoubtedly the both of them could feel it, Galen's throbs growing more powerful with every passing second. It was their sign not to stop. At least usually it was.

"S-s-sstop." They almost couldn't believe their ears. Galen wanting to stop was unheard of. Once the onslaught stopped, she breathed a heavy sigh, her first exhale in over half a minute. "You guys are going to kill me."

"Why stop?" Diva was quick to question as she teased Galen's tip with finger. "I can tell you're getting close..." The small bit of stimulation made Galen wince.

"Just wanted a quick change of pace, is all." When Galen said 'quick,' she always meant it. Hurriedly she pushed Diva to the side and pulled her chubby trainer in close. "I don't think we've had much time together lately. Let's fix that."

Though her legs were somewhat wobbly, Galen managed to stand and bring Cici up with her. Truth be told, she had been thinking about it all day; how Cici managed to just escape her grasp more often than not. Before Galen wore herself out, she would be sure to give her chubby trainer the attention she needed. Swiftly she spun Cici around and pressed herself against her trainer's back.

Cici let out a short shriek as she watched Galen's length slide in between her legs. Though she had gotten good at dodging the gardevoir's advances, there was no avoiding it this time. Cici cringed as she felt Galen's hand slide down her hips and dig into her husky stomach.

"Quit playing around..." Cici growled as she stood and fumed. It brought a cheeky smile to Galen's face.

"Oh, I know you're excited but relax a little...no seriously, relax. You don't want it to hurt, do you?" Galen hooked her large fingers into the sides of Cici's shorts. Down she pulled them, their edges stretching as they squeezed around their owner's large posterior. Galen didn't pull them far. Just barely they passed the threshold of Cici's rear entrance. It was all Galen needed to see.

She grabbed on to Cici's hips and reared back. With deadly accuracy she penetrated her trainer's tight tunnel. Its walls immediately clenched at the thick intrusion. Though only halfway inside, it was already a difficult endeavor. Cici grunted as she tried her hardest to relax her muscles. It was a difficult task as not for one second did Galen stop to wait. She pulled hard on Cici's hips, the horny gardevoir desperate to dig every last inch inside. She couldn't bother to wait. Her body was aching for release. Her shaft still delicate, she could feel every subtle twitch and squeeze of Cici's walls. It drove Galen's lust-filled mind even crazier.

She pulled as hard as her arms would allow her and inevitably, she managed to force her foot-long shaft inside. Once there, she couldn't bring herself to wait long. With a loud, wet slurp, she yanked her cock free. Just as quickly she thrust forward again, smacking hard against Cici's portly behind. Galen loved the sound. So much so that she slammed Cici again and again. She was so entranced by her trainer's ass, she could barely notice what was happening to her own. Before she knew it, a pair of hands latched on to her shoulders. She had no time to turn before she felt something large worm its way in between her legs. From the corner of her eye, Galen could see the faint smile of a familiar dragonair.

"Don't mind me." Diva chuckled as she pushed her tail forward. The long blue appendage made a quick turn, expertly navigating its way through Diva's legs and in between Galen's. There it prodded at the gardevoir's wet entrance until it forced its way inside. The unexpected intrusion put a halt on Galen's thrusting, the spark of pleasure it brought causing her to moan. It was the strangest, yet most wonderful sensation. The large glass orbs on the end of Diva's tail spread Galen's delicate hole wide. In and out she pushed them, each thrust slow as Diva savored the moment when each of the large orbs squeezed in between Galen's folds. The horny gardevoir had to fight to keep herself from drooling.

Diva chuckled as she pressed herself against Galen's back. "Don't wait on my account."

Diva reached forward and wrapped her hands around Cici's thighs. Forcibly she pulled the hapless trainer backwards, once again impaling her on Galen's cock. This time, the pleasure was almost too much for Galen herself. Her body tensed as the pleasure she received was almost doubled. Her legs trembled violently, the growing pressure in her loins making it difficult to even stand. She could only let out strained gasps as she fought to hold back her lust-filled moans. It soon became impossible to do as Diva's tail slithered even farther inside Galen's hole.

"W-wait. Slow down!" She struggled to say through burdened breath.

Diva smiled as she rested her head on the gardevoir's shoulder. "Not this time." Strong as Diva was, Galen had no hope of escape. Her feeble attempts to push the dragonair away only made her situation worse. For every time she tried, Diva would drive her long tail deep into Galen's hole. There was little she could do other than take what she was given.

She could feel herself getting close again. Already the fluids were escaping her cock and emptying themselves into Cici. Very quickly the trainer's chubby behind had grown fat, its fleshy mass jiggling as it was pulled into Galen's shaft. The sight and sound of herself smacking into it only made Galen's situation worse. Over and over she found her legs being swallowed by Cici's rapidly expanding thighs. They squeezed against Cici's jean shorts, pushing the, normally rugged fabric to its limits. Small tears began to emerge around its edges, the fat of Cici's behind pushing its way through the ever-growing holes. The loud tearing echoed through the camp. Eventually the material could no longer hold. With a final push, it split in two, the bulk of Cici's large ass bursting through its seams.

Unhindered, the soft mass jiggled violently as Diva pushed and pulled it. She pressed herself hard against Galen's backside, forcing the gardevoir to thrust forward. Without the strength to fight back, Galen could only hold on for the ride. While Galen had managed to hold on for this long, she couldn't hold on for much longer. Diva could feel it. She moved as fast as her body would allow, attempting to rush Galen toward the breaking point. As it turned out, she was even closer than Diva had thought.

Suddenly Galen threw her head back. Her mouth hanging wide open, she latched on to Diva's arms as her peak hit her. The moment it happened, Diva released her grip on Cici's thighs. The bloated trainer fell to the ground, exposing Galen's shaft to the open air. Almost immediately Diva grabbed hold and stroked it at a blinding speed. Already the cum was exploding from Galen's tip, the majority of the white goo spattering against Cici's cum-bloated behind. As Diva stroked faster and faster, the sticky substance was propelled in all directions. It coated Diva's hand and the nearby trees in white, but the dragonair wouldn't stop. Galen thrashed to and fro, the pleasure surging through her body mind-numbingly powerful. It was almost painful, yet so amazing at the same time.

The marvelous feeling persisted for almost an entire minute. Slowly but surely, everything slowed to a halt, Galen panting as she fought to catch her breath. A whole minute of moaning had taken its toll. She groaned as Diva relinquished her drip, allowing the gardevoir to fall flat on her face.

"Done," Diva scoffed as she shook the excess cum from her hand. "You're welcome."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The horny gardevoir had been sated once again, at least for the moment.

"Could use a liiiiitle more help here." Coyly Galen chuckled as she rolled on to her back, her erection still as hard as ever.