to gain a pokemon...to lose your heart
The miltank took a step forwards, the ground seeming to shudder under weight of the massive impact. "miltank...rollout." whitney ordered. "safeguard!" greg countered.
Morning Milking
Recently, they had brought a miltank on. the new hire was already proving immensely valuable with the addition to milk as their additional product.
O Problema de Magnésio, parte 3.
Se tivesse, efetivamente saberia como criar um miltank corretamente. no meio do caminho, um outro treinador, com um squirtle ao seu lado, passou por magnésio e seu dono. - nossa, que miltank redondo você tem!
Normal Reactions
"okay i can't turn him into miltank cause miltanks are always girls." mew did a figure eight in the air as she tried to think.
A Flower for a Mother
The miltank had been in this trade for over ten years now.
Going Away Party
Nana's arms jolted out as the miltank's full weight dropped onto her, letting out a deep groan against the weight. "yep," she wheezed, "we broke her." wiggling, she tried to push the panting miltank off her.
Trespassing for a Drink
What scourge led the both of them two was a lone miltank, standing alone and idly grazing. the bovine pokémon made eye contact but it seemed to consider it's meal more important. "well, where there's a miltank, there's milk," scourge figured.
[c] The Rite of Fertility
Alola would see a surge in tauros and miltank soon... you blink. somehow, your feet have taken you back to the conservation center. and though you hadn't expected to see her, you're not surprised when a plump, smiling miltank trots over a hillside.
[c] Wild Miltank Appears!
The sheer overpowering scent of the miltank's need washed over him, making it hard to think. she's in mating season, he managed to put together. miltank aren't native to the area.
The House Special
His partner in crime was another normal-type being a miltank. adding onto the subversions, this one somehow managed to be actual male.
The Breeder's Menu
The star-shape pokemon's body was absolutely drenched with the miltank's juices as it worked with no sign of letting up, but every so often its gem-like centre would flicker rapidly, and a bellowing cry of ecstasy would escape miltank as the juices flooding
Fresh Milk
She was entirely miltank now. a rather hefty anthropomorphic miltank. “steph? where you just playing with yourself?” rav said over the phone, sounding a little annoyed. “no! no! i wasn’t! are you here yet?”