{"sf1_id":773864,"sf2_id":null,"title":"My Mischevious Meowstic","author":"MaverickKayPrime","words":3424,"posted_at":"2014-10-27T17:32:00.000Z","tags":["Cum","Forced","M/F","Meowstic","Nintendo","Pokephilia","big boobs","blow job","boob job","pokemon","sex","sleeping"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/773864-my-mischevious-meowstic","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/773864","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=773864\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"The\nPoké\nBall slid from its pouch. A few bounces, before sliding against the\nbed post. The seal gleamed bright, shining throughout the room.\nSnapping open, the capsule released the creature that was held\nwithin. He was small, barely a two feet tall. But he was such a cute\nlittle fellow. He was blue furred, with many white patches upon his\nbody. It was on the tips of his ears, the tips of his nubby hands and\nfeet, and the tips of his split tails. There was even a white patch\nof fur around his neck, making it seem like a scarf.\n \"Meow...\"\nthe Constraint Pokémon announced, as he glared around.\n His\ngreen eyes glared around the room he was trapped within. It was dark,\nbut slightly up-scale. A hotel bedroom, it would appear. Meowstic\nwalked his way over to the double glass doors, that lead to the hotel\nroom's balcony. He could see the massive city outside, and realized\nhe was on a higher floor within this room. His Trainer really did\nenjoy her high up rooms. Speaking of his trainer. He\ncould hear her snoring. He turned over, gazing up to the bed he was\nreleased near. On his tippy-toes, he walked over to her. His green\neyes were gleaming, as he made way for her person. Her slender foot\nwas tipped off the bed, while her loud, yet womanly, snores echoed\nthroughout. She would be pissed if she knew his nightly game. How he\nfreed himself from his Poké Ball, to roam about wherever she rest.\nHe never strayed too far, but far enough to know get a feel of the\nsurrounding area. But that's not the worse\nof the game.\n Ricka\nConstant, his beloved trainer. She caught him when he was nothing but\na lonely Espurr, in the fields of Kalos. She trained him to become\nthe powerful Meowstic you see today. She even game him a name. It was\nMiles. He loved her for that, maybe more than she could ever imagine.\nBut there was no way for him to show her his love, probably because\nof his species. She was a human, he was a Pokémon. They were from\ntoo completely opposite, yet completely attached, world.\n Miles\nclimbed on Ricka's bed, to get a better look at her. She was a\nbeautiful twenty-year-old woman. She stood tall at six foot one\ninches, and had such a wonderful body. Long red hair fell from her\nhead, spilling at and around her body. Despite her snores, she was\nresting comfortably in the bed, even though she was joined by\nanother. Miles had to climb up to her face, in order to be near her. Yet\nRicka never stirred. She was such a heavy sleeper; it would take a\nCraniodos to wake her up. He felt wrong for what he was about to do,\noh so very wrong. But how else could he show his master the love she\ndeserved? He couldn't do it when she was awake, so he could only\ndo\nit when she's asleep. It was wrong, but it was him.\n He\nmoved his face up to her resting one. His nub hand glided along her\nsmooth and tender cheeks. She reacted, but letting loose this\nslumbering moan. Miles' eyes gleamed, as he threatened to open up his\nears. The moan drew him in, even further than before. Now, as he\nstraddled her chest, his face was only a few centimeters from her\nface. Eyes growing half closed, he leaned even closer in. Then his\nlips met her lips.\n With\nthe ferocity of a lover, he explored her mouth with his tongue. He\nlined her teeth with his tongue, her tongue with his tongue, the\ninsides of her cheeks, everywhere. He lapped up the saliva within\nRicka's mouth, as if it was the sweetest nectar he ever tasted. He\nmoaned within her mouth, where he heard another one. This time, it\ncame from her. Miles\npulled back, slightly terrified by how close he grew. To his surprise\nand pleasure, Ricka was still asleep. Her body seemed to react from\nhis kiss however, as if it knew what he was doing. Miles pulled back,\nhooking his nubby hands on the edge of her covers. He pulled them\ndown, bit by bit, seeing more of her white night-shirt. She only wore\nt-shirts to bed and her panties. It made this much easier for him. He\ndragged the covers down to the point that her covered chest was\nexposed.\n He\nhated his master for this. Whenever they awoke in the morning, she\nwould jaunt around in her t-shirt and panties like it was nothing.\nHer other Pokémon, his friends and family, never saw anything wrong\nwith it, but he did. He could barely contain himself when he saw her\nlike that; he wished he could ravish her then and there. But that's\nwrong; he's a Pokémon, she's a human. This is the only way for him\nto show his love for her.\n He\nbegan to fondle her large breasts. Ricka's bust was large. C-cups, at\nthe least, low Ds at the most. Most probably never noticed, maybe\nbecause Ricka herself wasn't too keen on her own looks. But Miles\ncertainly noticed. He loved her pillowy mounds. Whenever she hugged\nhim close to his chest, he felt so aroused. But here, at night, he\nhad full and unbridled access to them.\n He\nkneaded Ricka's large breast with such passion. They were hard and\nrough rubs, near painful if she was awake. Her body shook and pull\nfrom the touch, yet she never woke from the touches. Instead, she\nbegan panting within her own dreams. Those pants called out to Miles,\nwho instead increased his rubbing antics. He noticed Ricka's nipples\npoke hard through her shirt; she never wore a bra at night. He poked\nthem, flicked them, even through the garb. It made him grunt from the\nsheer joy of it.\n Slowly,\nhe began to tug on her left breast only, while his other hand began\nto treat himself. His penis wasn't particularly large, seeing as his\nspecies wasn't big. But for them, he must have had a good package. At\nleast, that's what he always believed. Its not like he saw any other\nMeowstic cocks in his day. \n He\nrubbed his penis furiously, jerking it off with a ferocity he had\nnever owned before. Pants escaped his small mouth, as he massaged his\ntrainer's tit at the same time. It got longer and even longer, before\nfinally making it to its end. He was sure his cock was at its hardest\npoint now, he stopped rubbing his master's breast.\n She\nwas sweating now in her sleep, thanks to his antics. He was so happy\ntoo. Ricka had such a delicate body, even though it was impossible to\nwake her up. She still reacted to his touch in the way any lover\nshould. He was so pleased with this.\n He\ngrabbed the top of Ricka's shirt, pulling it down as time went. First\ncame her cleavage, and soon after, her entire breasts. They flopped\nfrom the freedom of exposure, as the white t-shirt now sat around her\nstomach. He walked up to her large breasts, gazing at them with his\nwide green eyes. How her nipples stood tall and erect against it all;\nthey melted his brain.\n He\nfound his lips teasing one, kissing and nibbling upon it. His small\nlips planted gentle kisses around her nipples, drawing closer ever\nstill Ricka grunted in her rest; surely she felt him. He began biting\non her nipple soon after, his teeth grinding against it. Ricka\ngroaned in her rest, and actually said a name. Yet she never woke up.\nQuite his luck, right?\n He\nsucked on Ricka's nipple, like a child to his mother. He tried his\nhardest to produce something from her, but she was not of that time\nyet. He wondered, if Ricka had been lactating, how did her sweet milk\ntaste? If it was half like her saliva, it was wonderful. But merely\nsucking on her skin, taking it into his mouth, and tasting it; this\nwas good enough. His\ncock began to leak. He pulled up in shock, watching as his pre-cum\nstained her shirt and skin. He fretted, fearing she would notice his\ncum on her when morning came. Using his psychic powers, he pulled the\ncum from her shirt, and tossed it to the ground. Gazing down to his\nerect penis however, he gained an idea. Slowly, he glided it to\nRicka's breasts, and mushed it between her mountains. His trainer\nmoved, placing her hands onto her breasts. He couldn't believe his\nluck, though he would need a bit more help. Using\nmore of his psychic powers in a risky manner, he forced her hands to\nhold close her breasts on his small cock. She did so, and a smile\ncrept upon her lips. Miles began to pump his cock into her breasts\nquickly now. He squeezed them and pulled on them, while his pelvis\nshoved in and out of her as much as he pleased. His hard and coarse\npants echoed out through the air, as he shoved his cock through her\nbreasts. He felt his limit coming soon, as he cock finally expanded\nto become almost too\ngreat. Ricka's tits just felt so good! So soft, so tender; his cock\nglided off of them with great ease.\n His\neye grew shocked and green, as he came within her breast. His cum\nspurted out between her breasts, filling her crevice with white and\nsteam. He sighed as he fell back, exhausted from the release he just\ngave. His cock was still extremely hard, and Ricka was still\nsleeping. He tugged on his penis to make it harder once again. It\ngrew large again, and started leaking some semen once again.\n He\nlooked up to Ricka, still seeing her resting face. She was slightly\ntense however, as if she could feel the cum that oozed between her\nbreast. Some of it lined down her body, and stopped right at her\nbelly button. Miles groaned, as his hand powerfully shuffled on his\ncock. He felt it throbbing soon as well, which made his green eyes\ngrow wide. As if he had already reached his limit, he expelled even\nmore cum. He didn't even know his body could contain it all, as he\ncoated Ricka's large breasts with his seed.\n Miles\nonce again fell, this time to the floor. He bumped his head against\nit and groaned, before standing up. Climbing back onto the bed, he\nstared down to Ricka's chest. So much cum; how could he hide it all?\nRicka would surely find it when she wakes up later. He'd need to\nspend his share amount of time clearing all of this up.\n It\nwas time to end this before it escalated any further. He had done his\nfair share of damage anyway, better to end it now, than for it to\ngrow even worse. He used he started to use his psychic powers in\norder to move the cum, but Ricka moved yet again. She pushed out her\narms and yawned, frightening Miles quite a bit. Then her arms fell\nbehind her bed, as if she were posing in her rest.\n \"Fffuuuu...\"\nhe heard her whisper with her resting voice, \"So warm...\"\n No,\nshe wasn't awake yet. She was still sleeping, just moving in her\nrest. Miles let out a breath of relief, as he gazed at his Trainer.\nThere was something so sexy about his pose, he couldn't help but to\nmake his member grow strong again. Her lips pursed in an 'O' manner,\nas she let a subtle whistle blow through. He began crawling up to\nher, as he gazed at her lips. Once more, he gave his trainer a kiss,\ntasting her tongue with his own tongue. She moaned into his mouth,\nwhile she unconsciously fought back with her own tongue. \n Miles\npulled back, shocked by the ferocity of how his trainer moved. If she\nwere asleep, did she unconsciously move her tongue like this all the\ntime? Maybe the aroused state of her body was making her do this,\nwhich was plausible. Well, for him, at least. Maybe because of how\nrock-hard his own cock was.  He\nstill could use it; there was so much to do. But what would he do\nfirst? He remembered how soft her lips were before, he wondered how\nsoft they would be against his cock. He rose his cock, planting it\nupon her lips. Feeling her soft lips against his sensitive penis was\nmind-numbing. He almost didn't know what to do next. Until Ricka\nmoved, unconsciously popping his penis' head into her mouth. Miles'\neyes rolled around in his skull, as he felt his dick move into her\nmoist mouth. Falling over, he grabbed the back of her head, whilst\nmoving forward with his cock. \n He\nslid his cock into his trainer's mouth, sliding it along her tongue.\nIt was still moving within her mouth, which means it constantly slid\nacross his hardened member. Miles nearly lost his mind from how great\nit felt. Her saliva drenched his cock from the base, all the way up\nto the top. And, for some reason, he felt a vacuum force take him.\nHis eyes grew wide as he was taken aback by this. Ricka was actually\nsucking on his cock! How amazing could that be!\n Miles'\nhips began to rock back and forth, almost on their own. He slid his\ncock in and out of her mouth, gliding it along her lashing tongue.\nHis moans were so cute for anyone hearing them. It was like a little\nboy was jerking off for the first time, and was steadily coming to an\norgasm. Speaking of orgasm, Miles could feel his coming. He knew it\nwas wrong to do this, but he wanted so much to cum within her mouth\nand throat. But Ricka would surely awaken from the feel of his warm\nand hot seed pouring down her.  So\nthe Meowstic quickly sprung up, and released his semen upon her face\ninstead. He was gasping hard, and so was Ricka. He didn't know if he\nhad suffocated her with his penis, but he was too busy trying to\ncatch his own breath. And Ricka still\ndidn't wake up. How hard did his Trainer sleep? Had some Pokémon\nused Hypnosis on her? She was sleeping like he did during a battle\nsometimes! He came in her breasts, on her breasts, on her face,\nnothing. He fondled her, sucked her nipples, made-out with her, still\nnothing. Ricka was harder to wake up than a Snorlax, and that\nappeared to be no exaggeration.\n Miles'\nhard cock was still so great. He needed to relinquish it. But how?\nThere was only one way, it seems. His green eyes shined great, and\nhis ears opened up. Suddenly, the blankets that covered Ricka's body,\nwere tossed to the ground. He gazed down to her half-naked body,\nbreasts and face covered in so much of his cum. He felt horrible for\nthis, but how else was he going to show Ricka his love? Yeah.\nThat's why he was doing this. To show her how much he loved\nher. And there was one ultimate way to do this. The manner of his\npenis, inside of her vagina. This was going to a stretch for Miles,\neven he realized this as he walked toward her legs. He glared at her\npanties, seeing they were black and soaked from her wetness. His\nactions to her during her rest truly triggered her arousal. \n This\nwas stupid. He pulled down her panties. He shouldn't be doing this.\nHis cock began to press against her pussy. She would wake up, surely.\nRicka moaned from the gentle and glancing touch. He rubbed his cock\nup and down her slit, lathering it in her juices. It would make it\neasier for what he was about to do. \n He\ngrabbed her thighs, and eased his cock into her inviting pussy. His\ndick slid in, where it met initial resistance. This was bad, but he\nkept pushing. He wasn't trying to force his way through, for fear\nthat would wake Ricka up. Instead, he just oozed in as easily as, yet\nas powerfully, as he could. Before he knew it, his cock was sitting\ninside of her pussy, right up to the base. And it felt so grand. He\nthought his cock would melt, if such a thing were possibly. And he\ndutifully prayed it wasn't. Miles\nbegan moving his hips, back and forth. His hands sat above her pussy,\nholding himself in place as he moved his hips slowly. Ricka was\nmoaning these silent moans with each pump of his hard and throbbing\ncock. Yet her eyes never opened to show consciousness. Miles grunted,\nas he began thrusting even harder. Ricka's sultry moans picked up in\npace, matching with every thrust. Yet she still\nremained silent, even as he was raping\nher. No!\nNot rape! This is not rape! He was simply making\nlove\nto her! That's not rape, is it!? So what if she was sleeping, and not\nable to interact with him, that didn't make it rape. That didn't make\nit rape. If she were awake, they'd do the same thing, right? She'd\nstill allow him to do this to her, right? If that's the case, then\nwhy wasn't she awake?\n The\nthought of waking up his trainer did cross Miles' mind, but he didn't\ndo it. Instead, he started to cry softly, while he picked up the pace\nof his humping. He violated her pussy as powerfully and as quick as\nhe pleased, while his hold on her body increased. For the umpteenth\ntime this night, he found his loins flourishing. He pumped even\nharder because of it, reaching as deeply in Ricka as he could with\nhis rock-hard cock. \n \"Ah!\nAh! Ah!\" Ricka moaned with slumbering lust, coinciding with his\nmany thrusts.\n This\nwas a much greater feeling that the other two times. Ricka's breasts\nand mouth were amazing, but her dripping wet cunt was something else.\nHe couldn't help but to release his psychic powers, as he unleashed\nhis load. Ears folding up, he revealed the gleaming lights beneath,\nwhile his own eyes shined. Finally, his cock released all the cum he\nhad within at that time.\n It\noverflowed within Ricka's vagina; Miles' cum did. His cock finally\nwent limp, unable to grow strong after this fourth release. He fell\nback from his trainer, landing on his butt. Gazing forward, he saw\nhis seed leak out from her pussy. Miles eyes closed.\n Only\na few moments later, he launched up. He didn't know how much time had\npassed since he dozed off, but this couldn't be good. His cum was\nstill on Ricka's breasts, face, and leaking from her pussy. He needed\nto clean all of this up, and quick. Using his psychic powers, he\ntossed off the cum that lathered her body. He lifted it all with his\npsychic mind, and carried it off into the hotel room bathroom.\nDropping it into the sink, he thought his actions were over. Never\nagain. That's what he told himself. Never again. He would never allow\nhimself to succumb to such animalistic urges ever\nagain! He prayed at least. He loved Ricka, he truly did. He would do\nanything\nfor his master. But he couldn't do that. He could never make love to\nher like he wanted too, never awaken and tell her these feelings he\nhad. It was wrong, an invasion of privacy, and morals.\nHe\nwas simply wrong.Miles\nused his psychic prowess to move Ricka's shirt back up on her body,\nand too place the covers back as well. She reacted pleasantly to the\nfeel of her blankets, for she stopped her shivering. Afterward, the\nMeowstic found his Poké Ball, and returned inside.\n... \"Shit...\"\nRicka groaned, as she gazed at herself in the mirror, \"Fuckin'\nMiles... Fuckin came in me again...\"\nher panties were on the floor, still soaked from the other night, \"I\ncan't believe that little bugger... fuckin came in me... he's really\ngetting ahead of himself...\" she opened her pussy, allowing some\nthe remnants of his cum to leak out, \"Raping me at sleep. Should be\nlucky I love the feeling. Gotta keep my voice down though... next\ntime, I might not be so good...\"\n Ricka\nsmiled."}