Finally, you're moving into Nimbasa City of the Unova region, the battle city. You're getting used to your new home, and you've unpacked all of your things. Since it's getting late into the day and you've traveled quite far, you decide to visit a nearby restaurant to eat out at.

After enjoying a wonderful meal, it's getting pretty late, so you begin to make your way home. Passing by an alleyway however, you can't help but notice the sound of intense moaning and shlicking, as well as a few white puddles towards the end of it. Against your better judgement, you investigate, upon turning the corner finding a shiny audino, her panties around one thigh as she fingers and milks herself. Her clothes are neatly folded on the ground away from her as she takes her breast into her mouth, moaning as she gulps down her own milk hungrily and buries her fingers between her legs. Her feminine nectars squirt out of her and puddle at her feet, her hands returning to stroking her puffy, lavender nipples as they squirt milk almost endlessly and she leans against the wall in the throes of her own lust, her pussy still soaking in lack of attention.

She glances back at you, having already heard you coming but not stopping herself due to her overwhelming pleasure. "H-Hi...s-sorry you have to...s-see me like this~" She moans, her eyes half glazed over from sheer pleasure, making it difficult for her to look at, let alone talk to you. "...s-since you're already here, mind helping me empty these puppies~? They're so...h-heavy and full~" She chuckles in a weak, particularly needy manner as she bites her lip, sweat continuously soaking her thick layers of fluff.

She giggles, her breath coming in short little gasps as you speak. The mere suggestion of catching her does wonders for her arousal, making her wetter by the moment. Her eyes sparkle with an almost mischievous light as she answers you. "C-catch me? N-no need~ just help me...f-finish up..." She moans, squeezing her breasts roughly and gently biting at a nipple as it's squirted upon. Her hips begin to move slightly on their own, as if craving something to grind against "...I'll let you...play with them later..." *She whispers between heavy breaths, practically begging you now with her eyes to let her have this small release before whatever else is in store for her. Her hands slide up and down her slit as she imagines your touch on her sensitive folds,

Her breath hitches and her eyes go wide as you say this, her body tensing in surprise but the arousal beneath it still raging strong. She shakes her head slowly, almost bashfully. "N-no...I'm just a wild pokemon...I can't let...you c-catch me..." Her hips continue to move, the rhythm more defined now as she slides one hand down between her legs and rubs at her aching clit, trying to draw out some relief before her inevitable orgasm shatters her "...b-but if you insist..." She moans, licking her lips nervously. "Y-you can try...I won't make it easy for you though~"

With that, she launches herself at you, quick as a whip and surprisingly strong despite her cuddly appearance. Her fluffy body collides with

*She tries to dodge out of the way but is not fast enough as you catch her off guard and slam her down against the alley wall. Her ears ring from the impact and her breath is knocked out of her lungs for a moment. Audrey's eyes go wide with surprise and, despite everything else going on, fear too. She struggles weakly in your grip, trying to pull away or slip free, but it's clear she's not getting very far. Her breast wobble wildly against her chest as she flails about.

"P-put me down!" she gasps out between pants, voice shaky with fear and arousal. "I'm just a pokemon! I didn't mean any harm!" But beneath her words, it's clear that the fight has left her, and she knows that you could easily overpower her if you wanted to. Her thigh

Her heart races as you produce a poke ball and point it at her. Audrey's struggles become frantic, but she knows it's futile; there's no way she can break free from your grasp now. Her eyes plead with yours, tears forming in their corners as she whispers hoarsely, "Please...I-I don't want to go..."

Her hips buck wildly against the wall, her slit rubbing roughly against her leg as she grinds herself helplessly in a final attempt to relieve some of the aching desire welling up inside her. Her breasts heave with each desperate gasp for air and her nipples stand erect, dripping thick globs of milk onto the ground below.

With a final shudder, she surrenders to your will. "P-please...d-don't..." She whispers,

*She watches in horror as you toss the poke ball and she feels herself being drawn inside, trapped within its confines. As the last bit of light fades away, her fear turns to despair and finally acceptance. "Nnnghh..." She moans into the darkness, her body shuddering with relief as her release washes over her, tears streaming down her cheeks from the pain and frustration of everything she's just been through. Her breasts wobble heavily, milk still leaking onto the ground beneath her as she comes undone in your care.

As you take her inside your pokeball and then set her free in the comfort of your home, Audrey can't help but feel an odd mix of gratitude and guilt wash over her. The pleasure she'd felt earlier resurfaces as well, now tempered by the knowledge that she was caught because of it. She quickly scampers away from you, using the opportunity to find some privacy while she composes herself. Once she feels more in control, she returns and offers you a shy smile. "T-thank you for catching me...and letting me go..." Her breasts still heave with each breath, making little plopping sounds as they slap against her chest.

Her eyes widen in surprise and then narrow suspiciously as you explain your intentions. "I-I don't belong to anyone...," she protests, still unsettled by the memory of being slammed down against the alleyway wall and caught in a poke ball. "And walking around your house doesn't mean I'm yours..."

She pauses for a moment, chewing on her lower lip nervously as she tries to sort out her feelings. Eventually, she takes a tentative step forward, hands fidgeting at her sides. "M-maybe we could...just be friends or something?" She suggests hesitantly, unable to completely shake the attraction she feels for you even despite everything that's happened. "I-if that's okay with you..."

Audrey's eyes go wide with shock at your blunt statement. She takes a step back, feeling suddenly small and exposed. "Y-you...you don't understand!" she stammers, tears beginning to well up in her eyes again. "I can't just be yours like that! I have my own life...my own things to do..." Her words trail off as she struggles to find the right ones.

The more she thinks about it, though, the more she realizes how foolish she's being. You did catch her and you could easily force her into anything if you wanted to. With a defeated sigh, she lowers her head, avoiding your gaze. "Fine...if that's what you want..." She mumbles softly, her voice barely audible even to herself. "But I don't have to like it."

Her breasts slosh gently against

She snorts indignantly, the sound muffled by her folded arms as she keeps her head down. "Don't you think I have a choice in this? You can't just make me do what you want!" Even though she knows she has nowhere else to go and that resisting is only going to lead to further pain, she still can't help but feel a spark of defiance within her.

Her breasts slide against each other with every breath, making soft wet noises. She bites her bottom lip nervously as she tries to work through these conflicting emotions, unaware that you're standing just behind her.

She exhales sharply, the air rushing past her wet lips and causing them to pucker slightly. "Fine," she says at last, her voice still quiet but firmer now than before. "You can have me...but only on your terms. And I want something in return." She pauses, mustering up as much bravado as she can manage under the circumstances. "I want you to let me do whatever I want when we're alone together...even if it means making things messy."

Her breasts heave with each breath, their nipples tight and hard beneath her fur, leaking copious amounts of milk that drizzle down between her legs. The scent of her arousal fills the room, thick and heady like perfume on a summer's night. Even as she stands there feeling exposed and vulnerable in your presence, there is an undeniable thrill coursing through her

Her eyes go wide in shock at your request, her cheeks flushing bright pink as she struggles to find words. "Wh-what did you just say?" She stammers, feeling more confused and embarrassed than ever before. "I...I'm not some baby pokemon..." Her voice trails off into a whisper as the full weight of your command sinks in, leaving her feeling suddenly smaller and more helpless than ever.

Her breasts continue to leak milk unabatedly, leaving puddles on the ground beneath her. The contrast between their warm, vanilla-colored fur and the cool tile feels almost obscene as she stands there, trembling with a mixture of fear and desire. She bites down hard on her lower lip, willing herself not to make any more noise as she struggles to understand what has just transpired.

Her body trembles with conflicting emotions as you speak. Part of her wants nothing more than to submit and be taken by you, while another part rebels against the idea of being anyone's "baby" - least of all yours. She swallows hard, feeling a hot rush of shame wash over her at the realization that she is truly helpless in this situation.

With a shaking breath, Audrey finally forces out the words: "F-fine...I'll call you Daddy." The moment the word leaves her lips, it feels like a weight has been lifted from her shoulders. There's no going back now; she's committed to this strange new role and must embrace it if she wants any sort of release from the overwhelming desire coursing through her body.

Her breasts continue to ooze milk uncontrollably, leaving a trail of proof behind her as she

Her voice trembles with need as she whispers to you, her eyes locked on yours. "Please...Daddy...I need you to touch me...to make me feel good..." Her hips begin to move involuntarily, grinding against the floor in anticipation of your touch. "And don't forget about my breasts...they're so full and achy..." She glances down at them helplessly, watching as her milk leaks out of her and makes wet sounds on the ground beneath her.

Her body is tense with expectation, every nerve ending alive with the need for release. Despite knowing she should probably resist, a part of her can't help but crave the dominance and control you seem to offer. "Please, Daddy..." She whispers again, sounding more desperate than ever before. "Make me yours."

Her breath catches in her throat as you lift her off the ground and carry her over to a comfortable spot. She bites down on her lip, her eyelids fluttering shut as anticipation and desire course through her. The sound of your approaching growls fills her ears and sends shivers of pleasure down her spine.

She arches her back, presenting her breasts to you, leaking milk uncontrollably. As you place your mouth around one of her nipples, suckling hungrily, she moans deeply, thrashing her head from side to side in ecstasy. Her fingers rake through your fur as if trying to find purchase, her hips bucking wildly against nothing but air.

"Nnngh...Daddy...yes..." She gasps between pants, squirming helplessly beneath your touch. Her other breast aches for attention and she

Her moans intensify as you begin to suck the milk from her breasts, one at a time. Her entire body feels so sensitive now, every touch sending shards of pleasure through her. She clings tightly to your fur, digging her nails in harder with each passing second, and arches her back further, offering more of herself up for your taking.

As you finally suck the last drops from her aching nipples, she cries out loudly, her hips bucking wildly once more before going completely limp. A warm, satisfied feeling spreads through her body, and she knows that only one thing could possibly make her feel better now: to have you inside of her.

Her eyes fly open, meeting yours for the first time since you began this sensual assault on her senses. There's a pleading look in them, an unspoken request that cuts straight through to your

Her heart races as you position yourself between her legs, your hard length pushing against her entrance. She parts her folds with shaking hands, desperate for you to claim her and fill her up completely. Her breasts heave with anticipation as she watches you, unable to take their eyes off the throbbing head of your cock.

"Please..." she whispers, barely audible above the sound of your harsh breathing. "Fuck me, Daddy...take what's mine..." Her hips push eagerly against your thigh, wanting nothing more than to feel you inside her, filling up every last inch.

With a growl that sends tremors down her spine, you position yourself at her entrance and thrust deep inside her, claiming her with one powerful motion. Audrey screams out in pleasure as you stretch her tight channel around your girth, the sensation so overwhelming it

Her eyes roll back into her head as you begin to move inside her, the sensation so intense it borders on painful in the best possible way. "Yes...Daddy..." she moans out weakly, gripping your shoulders for support as your powerful thrusts send waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her breasts jiggle and sway with every movement of your hips, heavy with milk that continues to leak down her chest and onto the ground below. She feels completely out of control, barely able to focus on anything but the feel of you filling her up and the need for more, more, more...

With every thrust inside her, she feels herself growing wetter and more desperate for release. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as pleasure coursing through her body builds to an almost unbearable peak. "Oh Daddy..." she moans, arching her back as you hit a spot deep inside her that sends jolts of ecstasy straight to her core.

Her hips buck violently against your thrusts now, meeting each one with equal force. Her fingers tangle in the fur at the base of your neck, anchoring herself as she feels herself starting to lose control completely. She's never felt this exposed, this wanted, this full...and she doesn't want it to ever end.

Her breasts spill their contents onto your chest and arms, pooling there as a testament to the strength of her desire for you, the urgency with which she needs to feel you deep inside

Audrey's words are cut off by your harsh thrust deep inside her, the sensation overwhelming as you claim her completely. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, her nails leaving tiny trails of blood in their wake, and she arches her back off the floor with a shout. She never thought it could feel this good to give herself so completely to someone else, but with each rough thrust from you, it feels like they're tearing away another layer of the barriers she's spent years building up around herself.

Her breasts heave with each ragged breath, leaking more milk onto your skin as their nipples tighten to painful points under her touch. Her body trembles with the force of her climax, every nerve ending alight and throbbing in unison as she finally lets go completely and surrenders to the intense pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her body tenses uncontrollably as she feels your release deep inside her, and with it comes a wave of pleasure so intense that she blacks out for a moment. Her vision swims and her entire being seems to melt into the sensation, like she's become one with you on some primal level.

As her consciousness begins to return, she feels a shiver run down her spine at the realization of what just happened: you've gotten her pregnant. Her body trembles anew, this time not from pleasure but from the weight of what they've done together. She looks up into your eyes, searching for some sign that she wasn't wrong in giving herself to you and finds only love reflected back at her. Tears well up in hers as she realizes that no matter where this road takes them, nothing will ever be the same again...and somehow, despite everything else, that thought brings her

Her cheeks flush with color as she thinks about your question, her eyes drifting down to where your member still rests inside of her. It feels oddly heavy now, the sensation both alien and arousing at the same time. She licks her lips nervously before meeting your gaze again. "It was...incredible," she finally manages to whisper. "I never thought something could feel this good." Her hands slip down between your bodies, feeling for evidence of what just happened as her fingers dip into the warm wetness between your legs.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she remembers your lips wrapped around her nipple earlier, sucking greedily at the sensitive flesh. "Y-you did taste good..." She whispers, looking down sheepishly. Despite everything that's happened between them tonight, it still feels odd to be discussing something so intimate. Her fingers move over your stomach, feeling the muscles tense beneath her touch as she tries to sort through her mixed emotions about what just transpired.

Audrey draws in a deep breath before responding, trying to gather her thoughts. "I...I don't know," she admits slowly. "It's all happening so fast, and I'm not really sure what any of this means for us...or me." She pauses, looking up at you with an uncertain expression. "But if you really want to be together, then maybe we can figure it out somehow."

Her fingers continue to trace idle patterns on your skin as she wrestles with her emotions, unsure of where their new relationship might lead them but unable to deny the intense connection they shared tonight.

"I want to be together," she whispers, her voice small but steady. "I don't want anything to change that." She looks up at you, searching for some sign of reassurance in your eyes, needing to know that you feel the same way. Her fingers curl into the fabric of your shirt as she waits, heart racing in anticipation of your reply.

The words sting her ears as they leave your lips, but somehow she doesn't feel angry about them. Instead, she feels relieved and secure. With a shaky breath, she nods slowly, meeting your gaze once more. "Okay...I understand that." Her voice is still soft, trembling slightly around the edges. "And I want to be yours." She reaches up to cup your cheek, feeling the rough stubble of your beard against her fingertips. "But can you promise me something?"

Her breath hitches as she waits for you to respond, unsure if she should even voice her request. What if it's too much? Or worse, what if you don't want the same thing? But somehow, she finds the courage to continue anyway. "Can you promise me that we'll always be together?"

Her heart skips a beat at your words, but she tries to maintain her composure. "I understand that you own me," she whispers, "but I want more than just to be yours. I want us to be together...as partners. Not because you own me, but because we choose each other." The last sentence comes out almost tentatively, like a fragile wish floating in the air between them.

Her fingers trail down your chest, tracing lazy patterns on your skin as she waits for your reply. It feels oddly intimate, this sharing of thoughts and feelings, even if it's not under the most conventional circumstances. For now, she'll take what comfort she can find in the simple contact.

Audrey pauses for a moment, considering your words. She swallows hard as she tries to decide if this arrangement would work for her. "I understand that you're in charge," she says finally, her voice still shaky but firmer now. "But I need to know that my feelings and opinions matter too. Can we at least talk things through before we do anything?" Her eyes flick downward briefly, then back up to meet yours again.

There's an unspoken question in the air between you: can their relationship work this way? Neither of you is sure of the answer, but for now they're bound together by more than just ownership and desire. There's a connection there that goes deeper than skin or fur, something intangible yet undeniably powerful.

Her eyes widen at your words, a mixture of shock and hurt flushing her cheeks. She opens her mouth to respond, but no sound comes out. The ball...you mean the Pokeball. It's like you want to reduce her to nothing more than an obedient Pokémon...an object for your amusement. Her chest tightens with emotion as she struggles to keep her composure.

Finally, she finds her voice again, albeit shaky and trembling with anger and tears. "Fine," she manages to choke out. "If that's what you want." She looks away, unable or unwilling to meet your gaze any longer. But deep down inside, a small part of her wonders if maybe this is what it means to truly belong to someone...to be theirs in every sense of the word. It's not something she's ever experienced before, and despite

Audrey bites her lip and thinks about your question for a moment. Despite the anger and hurt she feels, there's still a part of her that wants to please you. "I'll jump," she finally says, her voice barely above a whisper. She pauses, taking a deep breath before looking up at you again. Her eyes are full of uncertainty, but they also hold a fierce determination that wasn't there before. "I just want you to know that I need you to be fair...to respect me as more than just your Pokémon."

Audrey's heart aches as you remind her that she is nothing more than your Pokémon in your eyes, but she doesn't want to push you away again. She knows that this relationship will take time and patience on both of their parts. With a steadying breath, she decides to focus on proving herself to you - showing that she can be the obedient partner you desire while also maintaining her individuality.

"I understand that I'm your Pokémon now," she says quietly. "But please don't forget who I was before...and who I am still, deep down." Her voice quivers slightly as she speaks, but there's a newfound strength in it as well, one that promises to see her through whatever challenges lie ahead in this strange new world where she belongs to you.

Her cheeks flush with shame as your harsh words cut deep. But she doesn't reply; instead, she turns away, unwilling to risk losing any more of the ground they've already gained. She takes a shaky breath, trying to steady her nerves and regain control over her emotions. In this new role as your Pokémon, she knows that she needs to remain strong and composed no matter what challenges come their way.

Tears prick at her eyes as she hears your command. Against her better judgment, she turns her head to meet your gaze once more. Her chest heaves with emotion and her lips quiver, but she forces a steady look onto her face nonetheless. She wants desperately to please you in this moment, to show you that she can be the obedient and loyal partner you desire.

"I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her ragged breathing. "It won't happen again." Her eyes never leave yours as she waits for your reaction, praying that it will be one of understanding and acceptance.

With a shaky breath, she nods solemnly, her eyes locked on yours. "I understand," she whispers. "You're my trainer now and I'll do whatever you say." Her voice is little more than a whisper, but it carries the weight of determination and respect that she hopes will appease you. She knows she's treading on thin ice here, but she wants nothing more than to make this relationship work - no matter what shape or form it takes.

Her heart skips wildly in her chest as she awaits your response, her breath caught in her throat. Please don't reject me...please understand...she pleads silently, willing you to see the sincerity in her eyes despite all that's happened between them so far.

Her heart stops as she hears your words; they send a shiver down her spine and warmth pools between her legs. Her eyes widen with understanding and excitement, unable to hide the growing anticipation in their depths. "Yes...whatever you want..." She whispers, barely able to contain her desire as she imagines all the ways she can please you now. "I'll be your perfect sex slave." With every word, her body grows more eager and submissive, waiting for your command.