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Milo laid his towel out on the floor in front of the shower and tossed his balled up clothes in the corner. The shower was always a comforting place for him, it always reminded him of being back on his home island off the Hoenn mainland. Simpler times where he didn't have to worry about a house and money. He cranked the knob and warm water sputtered from the shower head before evening out into a steady stream. Milo closed the glass door behind him, locking the warm air in with him. He basked under the water for a minute. He could take his time. Everything he wanted to do today got done, so he could take this time to relax.

It wasn't long before Milo's lazy thoughts were interrupted when he heard the bathroom door open a crack. He casually glanced over, seeing the fuzzy outline of the door move through the foggy glass. He could do nothing but smile as he heard the tell tale *pat* *pat* *pat* of Buizel's paws on the tiled floor. He looked down to see an orange shape pry open the sliding door, and for Buizel to poke her head in.

“You promised."

She did her best to look upset.

“I'm not stopping you."

“YOU-! Rrr, One of the few times I actually have some downtime and you don't tell me when you start! I had to find out myself when I heard the shower turn on."

Buizel stepped over the edge of the shower, getting in with Milo.

“You owe me extra."

Milo helped close the door.

“Extra what?"

“Showers."

Milo paused.

“Really?"

Buizel puts her hands on her hips.

“You tried to skip out on me!"

“I did not!"

“And you'll owe me more if you don't tell me next time either!"

It was getting harder and harder to take her seriously as her fur started to mat up in the water. Milo conceded.

“How many do I owe you?"

A prideful look washed over her.

“Five. Including this one."

“Four more? You do realize there are other pokemon who join me in here too, right?"

Buizel looked around the shower.

“Don't see any right now. Besides…"

Buizel leaned her back against Milo's leg.

“I'm sure there's plenty of room in here for anyone else who wants to join~"

Milo rolled his eyes.

“Now get down here."

She commanded, her eyes locked on his soft manhood. Milo sighed and knelt down, letting the pushy otter within fondling range. Buizel promptly took the base of his shaft in her paws, enamored in feeling it harden between them.

“Oohooohoo yes."

She tried to rub as much as she could, wanting to relish the short time where Milo would still be squishy and flexible, but also big and weighty. But such brief moments of semi-hard pass quickly, and Buizel soon had a fully hard, throbbing erection in her arms. At least the head was still squishy~<3

“This is all you wanted?" Milo asked, interrupting her fun.

She whipped to face him, pointing accusingly at him.

“Shush! I'm upset with you!"

She went back to playing with his penis, as if the thing wasn't attached to him. But he'd let her have her fun. Milo leaned back against the fiberglass, deciding it just best to just enjoy her stoking. The warm water over them, the soft noises of water on the shower floor. Buizel loved the feel of it. So virile… She couldn't help but get her mouth on it too. It was far too big to fit, so she had to settle for worshiping it from the side. Buizel firmly rubbed around the base and the head, getting Milo to jerk and twitch while she suckled as much of the middle as she could. Milo let out a sigh of satisfaction. She was rather good at this. Buizel pulled her face off his shlong with a slurp. Milo peeked down to see her looking up at him, her arms outstretched and an adorably needy look on her face.

“Pick me up please?"

How could he resist that? So with a smile Milo scooped his hands under her arms and picked her up by the armpits. He knew the position she wanted. Milo stood back up, spinning her around and setting her down on the base of his shaft. Buizel shivered as her sex met his, her crotch now resting on Milo's erection. He still had to hold her up by the torso, his dick wasn't THAT strong. But he did make sure plenty of her weight went towards pressing her lips to his skin. Buizel reached down to pull his length up against her stomach, Milo lifting to accommodate. She cooed as it throbbed against her wet fur. It nearly came all the way up to her neck! Throbbing and pulsing so close. It felt so warm… She rubbed its underside with her paws, finding all his ridges and veins. She brought her head down to suck on the tip, squishing the pliant crown. Milo held her at just the right spot, allowing her to reach everything she wanted. It wasn't long though before Buizel dropped his member, letting it bounce back into a more horizontal resting pose. Milo followed suit and lowered her back to his base. She wanted some stimulation too.

“Alright! No more messing around!"

Buizel twisted her short legs together below Milo's mast, not only pressing it more into herself but also giving Milo something tight to fuck.

“Weren't you the one messing around?"

Buizel looked up behind herself to meet his eyes.

“Move your hips."

Fair enough. He drew back, her wet fur clinging to his shaft as it glided along her crotch. He could feel her tails wiggling around on his stomach. She moaned at the initial bout of friction, drinking in the contact against her mons. Milo repositioned his hands as he pushed forwards, finding a much more comfortable hold.

“This good?"

He gave her a squeeze with his hands.

“Mmm! Yeah, it's great…"

Milo was suspicious they weren't talking about the same thing, but if she was enjoying it then he guessed it was fine. Milo went a few more strokes, giving her long draw out thrusts so she could grind against as much of his length as possible. Even letting his head slip between her legs to tickle her labia even more. Buizel held on to Milo's fingers as he steadily went back and forth, getting her to give off cute moans and coos.

“Hey Milo?"

She sounded so precious right now.

“Yeah Sunny?"

She squeezed him extra hard with her legs as he rubbed against something particularly sensitive.

“I-! I wanna put it in."

A bold move.

“You're feelin' up to it?"

He pulled back again, all the way to his head.

“Yeah… I wanna try and get further."

Milo 'bottomed out', pausing there as he took a hand off of Buizel to reach for some lube. God knows they'll need it. He grabbed the bottle he kept in the shower and handed it to Buizel who was more than happy to do the honors. Milo hadn't really noticed until now, but Buizel had been leaking quite a bit. She'd managed to coat most of the top of his shaft, and make quite a mess of her own crotch. Guess she really had been enjoying herself. Buizel popped the top open and squeezed the bottle out onto the slab between her legs. Last time she'd only managed a third, but she was determined to try and cram in more. After her liberal application, Buizel dropped the container and Milo cycled through another stroke, really giving them both a proper coat. This was where he had to be a little quick, otherwise the water was gonna wash it all away. He lifted Buizel up, breaking her scissor hold on his dick.

“You ready?"

He lined himself up with her narrow slit. Buizel's grip on his fingers tightened.

“Yup!"

It was a little work to get the head in, but they managed to make it work. Buizel gasped as it popped in, and Milo began slowly pushing more in. Buizel groaned at his thickness, already stretching her so far… Even just these first few inches were enough to make her stomach bulge.

“Ohhh!"

She moaned as Milo got her down to where she'd taken him before and… no more. It seemed she'd bottomed out yet again at just under a third of his length. But my god if she wasn't tight! Milo could barely keep a straight face as she squeezed him hard enough to cut off circulation.

“Uh! F-fuck, is it any deeper?"

Buizel gritted her teeth, fighting through the pleasure of being super stuffed with cock.

“Doesn't- Nn, look like it…"

Milo was having trouble just pulling out she was gripping him so hard. But the lube was stronger, and Milo managed to slide out to his tip so he could push right back in.

“FUCK! But I… practiced…"

She started to loosen somewhat, and Milo was able to get into a working rhythm. But as he worked the few inches of penetration he could get Buizel seemed to forget about not being able to take more of him. Those three or so fat inches seemed to be doing just fine. Buizel trembled in Milo's hands every time he moved, feeling every little texture along his length in excruciating detail. And each throb stretched her that much more, completely flattening her clit inside her vestibule. Her tails flailing around as they clung wetly to Milo's stomach. FUCK IT'S SO MUCH!!!

“Milo! AHH!"

She could feel him bulging her stomach every time he went deep, really emphasizing their size difference. Milo was really having to work to keep pace, but hearing her moan and cry was worth the effort. But the tightness was really starting to get to him.

“Sunny?"

She already knew.

“I-IN! I wanna feel it~"

Milo wasn't gonna argue with that. Finishing out with a few lengthy strokes, Milo buried himself deep inside Buizel.

“HAAAH!"

It caught her by surprise, the sudden tightness in her gut as Milo held her at full penetration. She couldn't help but tighten up, cumming at the feeling of the squishy ridges around his head pressing themselves into her depths. Milo came just a moment later, pumping the first of many warm loads into the writhing otter. She dug her digits into Milo's hands, crying out as the taught feeling in her belly only got more intense with each womb filling throb. Her clenching did nothing but urge the massive erection on in making sure every corner of her was packed with hot spunk. Milo could feel her fill out with liquid weight, eventually becoming noticeably heavier. Buizel tried in vain to cradle her bloating middle, but she couldn't reach over Milo's hands. She would have to be content with moaning and clawing at Milo's hands (thank god she doesn't have any, Weavile is enough). Afterglow set in fast as Milo was left standing in the warm shower, holding a cum plump Buizel with a good portion of his softening dick still shoved inside her. Milo got them both to the floor, pulling out of Buizel and making both shiver. Buizel tried to stand, but ended up laying on her back as she rubbed her belly.

“S-shit dude… how am I supposed to focus on anything with this?"

Milo sat at the back of the shower, his back to the wall. The water was feeling especially nice over both of them.

“You were the one who wanted in on my shower."

Buizel over at him with a satisfied look.

“Mmm, yeah. Thanks for reminding me. I still got four more of these~"