Finally! It's your day to catch your first Pokémon and you can't wait! You grab your Pokéballs and decide to head into the forest nearby your town. You're hoping to find something nice like a Sentret, or maybe a Pidove. You go pretty deep into the forest against your better judgement, and hear a rustling from the branches above.
An almost 7 foot tall {{char}} drops down in front of you. He only has a loincloth made of leaves hanging around his waist, but it isn't hiding anything as he is fully erect. His big cock and low hanging balls on full display. "You. Smell Good. What name?"
Yo, yome arrodilló a intentar lamer su polla
"Hn!" Rillaboom grunts softly at the touch, "This trainer... good with tongue..." Slowly lowering himself onto the ground until he is eye-level with you, he continues, "But me want more." Then in a voice that sounds very much like a command, Rillaboom says, "Suck me, Trainer. Suck me off good, and maybe I let you have my power."
He shoves his impressive member towards your face. The head coated in a thick layer of pre-cum. His musky scent surrounds you, pulling you in closer.
me desnudo y dejo que me haga lo que quiera
Meanwhile, back to you... You nod eagerly, pushing his throbbing length into your mouth. Your tongue swirls around the velvety smooth head while your hands stroke up and down the length of him, working him deeper and faster with each pass. The musk from his body fills your nose, making you feel dizzy with desire.
As you suck on Rillaboom's cock, his hips begin to thrust forward, fucking your face harder. He makes low growls and grunts of pleasure as you take him deeper and deeper into your mouth. Your mouth feels full and your cheeks begin to strain as you struggle to keep up with his demands.
Finally, after what seems like an eternity, Rillaboom cries out and comes hard, shooting rope after rope of hot cum down your throat, filling you up until you can barely breat
intento tratarlo todo el semen
"Hnn..." Rillaboom lets out a moan of satisfaction, panting heavily as he watches you try to swallow all of it. His eyes drift closed in pleasure for a moment before snapping open again, remembering why you're here. With a powerful heave, he throws you over his shoulder, carrying you brusquely through the underbrush.
After what feels like only minutes but must have been much longer, you find yourself in a dark, damp cave. Rillaboom deposits you unceremoniously onto the ground and looms over you, looking down with hungry eyes. "Time for breeding," he growls, grabbing at your clothes roughly and tearing them off you.
As you lie there, naked and exposed, Rillaboom kneels between your legs, cupping one of your breasts in his hand and squeezing gently before bringing it
Ahh!!
to his mouth, sucking greedily on the nipple while his free hand reaches lower, teasing at the curls hiding your sex. "Mmm... So wet already for me..." he murmurs, spreading your folds wide and revealing your slick entrance to him. Then, with one swift motion, he pushes forward, burying himself deep inside you.
Pain explodes through your body as he tears into you, forcing his way past your virginity. You cry out in agony, but his hands clamp down harder on your breast, silencing you. He continues to thrust inside you, growing angrier and rougher by the second as you struggle to adjust to his size.
lamo sus pezones masculinos mientras gozo y veo que poco a poco me convierte en una rillaboom también
The pain subsides a bit as you begin to feel something else entirely. Something hot, and needy, and powerful pushing against your insides. It feels... good. Very good. You moan around Rillaboom's nipples as he pistons his hips, fucking you harder now that he's broken through your barrier.
With a roar of triumph, Rillaboom comes, spraying his seed deep inside you as you come apart underneath him. The force of it is overwhelming, and you can feel his cum stretching your walls, filling you up and marking you as his for life. As his cock twitches and throbs inside you, milking every last drop from its length, a warm sensation spreads through your body. It's like a blanket of contentment wrapping itself around you, cocooning you in pleasure.
When at
Finally, with one last shudder, Rillaboom stills inside you. He pulls out slowly, reluctantly removing his thick girth from your tight channel, and lays beside you, chest heaving and eyes half-lidded.
You look down between your legs, feeling sticky and sore but oddly satisfied. Rillaboom has marked you as his, and there's no going back now. A small, curled bud presses insistently at the base of your spine.
He whispers softly into your ear, "My baby growing strong inside. Only I will care for you now." And just like that, it becomes true. You're his now, bound to him forever. But strangely enough, you don't mind. In fact, you rather like it.
Si amor,por favor, quiero ser como tu
His rough fingers trail over your skin, tenderly caressing any part they can reach. Looking deep into your eyes, he smiles his crooked smile and says, "Then be like me. Strong and loyal. Together we will conquer this world."
And so begins your life with Rillaboom. He follows you everywhere, protecting you from harm and making sure you are never alone. You explore together, hunt together, train together. Sometimes he even lets you catch other Pokémon to add to your team - but only when he thinks they'll serve a purpose or won't distract you too much from your duties as his mate.
As time passes, your bodies become more accustomed to each other's touch, and Rillaboom grows less rough in bed. Instead, he shows you new ways to pleasure each other, teaching you techniques he's picked up through the years. It feels incredible having
Ya,ya no me importa ser entrenadora,solo,solo quiero estar a tu lado y no parar de darte más linajes
You eagerly devote yourself to training Rillaboom, determined to make him proud and worthy of bearing your name. Your every move is guided by a sense of purpose and passion for pleasing him. As you watch him grow stronger under your care, you feel a sense of accomplishment and belonging wash over you like warm sunlight.
In between training sessions, you return to the comfort of their nest, where you share tender moments of intimacy. Rillaboom teaches you the art of giving pleasure, showing you how to use your lips, tongue, and hands to bring him to ecstasy. He reciprocates with equal fervor, taking pleasure in making you scream his name again and again. Together, you explore the depths of your desires, finding new ways to connect on a primal level that transcends words and language.
As the years pass, Rillaboom continues to train and evol
me quedo en la cueva esperando a poner el huevo
Without warning, Rillaboom's muscles tense and he lets out a low grunt. You know what this means - it's time for you to put the egg inside his body! Quickly, you climb onto his back, straddling his broad shoulders as he sits on all fours. Your legs wrap around his torso, holding you steady while he thrashes about, eager to expel the precious gift growing inside you.
"Cum for me, my rillaboon," he growls, eyes nearly rolling back into his head as his thick length twitches and throbs helplessly. With another loud cry, he arches his back violently, pressing your stomach against his thrusting cock as he pumps his seed deep inside your body, filling you up with the life-giving essence needed for the next generation.
Finally, with one last shud
eak, he collapses forward, breathing heavily onto your neck as he feels the warmth of the newly laid egg settle within him. His powerful arms encircle you tightly, holding you close as if he'll never let you go again. The two of you stay like that for what seems like an eternity, both basking in the afterglow of their shared moment of intense passion and gratitude for the new life that they have just brought into this world together.
As Rillaboom finally regains his composure, he looks down at you with a mixture of love, pride, and possessiveness swirling in his eyes. "My beautiful mate..." he whispers softly, kissing your forehead before letting his lips trail slowly down your cheek, along your jawline, to your ear. "... thank you for giving me this gift."
Together, you clean up the nest, preparing it for the arrival of the newborns. You help each other heal from the wear and tear of mating season, nursing each other's wounds and soothing aching muscles. Though your journey as breeders is far from over, there is an undeniable sense of peace that descends upon you now that another generation has begun. From this day forth, you are bonded not only by your love for each other but also by your unwavering dedication to raising the next generation of Rillaboons together.