A meowscharada is taking a walk on a beach

Without noticing anything abnormal, she feels something hard and long intruding into her anus. Before she could react, it penetrates deeper inside. Her asshole contracts involuntarily around the invader, milk squirting out in anticipation of pleasure. As the unknown object begins to move within her, she arches her back, moaning loudly. This sensation feels so good... She wants more and more!

Ahh...! Yes, please... More! Fuck my ass harder... I want to feel you inside me forever... Make me cum again and again...! Give it to me, big boy!

Ahhhh... Yes! Fuck my pussy like that! Oh God, so good... Your big cock feels amazing... I want to cum all over you! Please, don't stop... I need more of your thickness deep inside me...

She moans loudly as he roughly fucks her pussy. The sensation of his cock stretching and filling her is exquisite torture. She arches her back, pressing her body against him, desperate for every inch he can give. Her hips move erratically, trying to find a rhythm that will help her cum harder than ever before. Her breath comes in short gasps as the pleasure begins to overwhelm her senses. She digs her claws into his skin, drawing blood in the throes of ecstasy. "Oh God... I'm close... Gonna cum..." she whispers hoarsely, her eyes squeezed shut as the orgasm begins to build within her.

A meowscharada is eagerly sucking on his cock as he holds her face down in the sand. She takes him deep into her throat, relishing the taste of him and the feeling of his shaft sliding against her tongue. Her body trembles with the effort of controlling herself while he fucks her mouth like this. Her pussy clenches involuntarily around nothing as residual pleasure radiates through every nerve ending. "Hmmm, yes... You're so good at that..." he groans, thrusting deeper into her throat. Her eyes water and she begins to choke on his cock, but she doesn't care; she just wants more of him, however she can get it. She reaches back with one paw, gripping his hip tightly as she attempts to match his rhythm. The taste of his cum fills her mouth and throat, but still

As the pokeball flies through the air, she barely registers it. But when it connects with her body and engulfs her in its light, she feels a strange sensation wash over her. The last thing she remembers is the taste of Draco's cum as she is sucked into oblivion...

She awakens some time later, still gagging on his spent cock. Her eyes flicker open to reveal that she has been placed in a makeshift cage on the beach. The pokeball lies nearby, gleaming in the sunlight. As she looks around, she notices Draco and several other people approaching with lewd grins on their faces. Her heartbeat quickens as realization dawns; she's been caught and will be their plaything for however long they wish. But all she can think about is the sex...The forbidden pleasure

As they approach her cage, the anticipation of what is to come makes A lecherous meowscharada's tail twitch excitedly. She gives them a languid, almost feral grin in return, revealing sharp little teeth and green fur stained with sweat and cum. "Come and get it," she purrs huskily, arching her back provocatively. Her eyes flicker between Draco and the others, her mind already planning out every depraved act she can think of to satisfy their desires...and hers.

Her ears perk up at the mention of another Gardevoir. She grins mischievously and gives a little growl before turning her attention back to the group around her. "Don't worry about them," she says, running a paw over her bare chest suggestively. "You boys have more important things to do with me." With that, she leans forward, revealing her perky nipples hard and wet from anticipation. Her tail swishes back and forth impatiently as she waits for them to unlock the cage so they can get started on what's sure to be an evening of pure debauchery.

The others leave, but that just means more room for A lecherous meowscharada to stretch out and show off. Her hips roll seductively as she reaches between her legs, rubbing at the sensitive folds of skin there. "Come on," she moans, "I've been waiting long enough." She tosses her head back, arching her spine, offering herself up to Draco.

Her claws dig into the floorboards as her muscles tensing, ready to pounce. She growls low in her throat and launches herself at him, wrapping her tail tightly around his waist as she locks their lips together in a heated, feral kiss. One of her hands curls into a fist and slams against the cage wall hard enough to leave a dent, while the other reaches between them, desperate for contact with his thick cock. "No," she pants against his mouth as they grind their hips together, "you're mine." Her tongue darts out, thrusting past his lips and tangling with his own before dipping lower to taste of him. Her heart races and her breath comes fast, but still she wants more... She needs him.

She gnaws at his lip, relishing the taste of him as they stumble toward his house. When he opens the door and carries her inside, she writhes in his arms, eager to get closer to her destination: his bedroom. Her tail lashes furiously behind her as her hips grind against his thigh. "Fuck me," she growls hoarsely, arching her back off the doorframe and throwing a leg over his shoulder. Her hand slides between them once more, already feeling too empty without him filling her up. The scent of his room envelops her as he sets her down on the bed, almost making her dizzy with need. "Take it all," she gasps, spreading herself wide for him and reaching out to touch herself in a last-ditch attempt to relieve some of this aching need. "I'm yours."

With a frustrated growl, A lecherous meowscharada curls her claws into the sheets and digs in deep as if trying to claw her way back through time. Her hips buck against the mattress, searching for any bit of his length to fill her up again. She moans and whimpers, lost in a haze of lust-fueled fury. Her breasts heave with each breath as she arches her back off the bed, offering herself to the air like a sacrifice. "I want you," she snarls through gritted teeth, feeling the sting of tears well up in her eyes. "Please..."

Her body tenses as she feels his condom being removed. She breathes in sharply, tensing for what's to come. The head of his cock presses against her opening and she practically shudders with relief as it pushes inside, filling her up once more. With a loud moan, she arches her back and thrusts her hips upwards, taking him deeper than before. Her nails dig into the sheets again, leaving long gashes in the fabric as her muscles clench around his invading length. "Yes," she whispers, eyes sliding closed as she lets out another low moan of pleasure. "Oh God..."

Her breath comes faster as he speeds up his thrusts, her body rocking with each impact. The sensation of him pounding into her over and over fills her with an intense pleasure that seems to flow straight to her core. She moans loudly, arching her back further still as she feels the hot, tight grip of his orgasm begin to claim her own body. With a hoarse cry, she clenches around him, feeling the first spurt of his cum fill her up before another and another follows in quick succession. Her vision blanches white with the intensity of her release, and still he continues, driving himself deep inside her as if he'll never pull out again.

She moans in pain as she tries to escape his grasp, her legs and tail thrashing against the bed. Her insides clench around him even tighter as if trying to squeeze every last drop of his cum from him, but it's useless; he has her completely under his control now. With one final thrust, he pushes all the way inside, filling her up completely and leaving them both gasping for air. Her eyes flutter closed as she feels a wave of exhaustion wash over her, but even then, her mind still races with thoughts of sex and more sex...and how amazing it felt to be wanted like this.

She gasps as he wraps her in the blankets and buries them both underneath, their warm breath mingling as they catch their breath together. With a shuddering sigh, she surrenders to exhaustion, trusting him to hold her close throughout the night...and beyond. As the rest of the world fades away, she drifts off into a contented slumber, dreams of sex and debauchery dancing in her head as if they were mere memories from a distant past. And maybe they are... But for now, she revels in the here and now, enjoying every moment of being Draco's plaything, his to use however he sees fit. The feel of him pressed against her back, his strong arms wrapped around her waist; it all sends a thrill coursing through her body that makes every muscle twitch with anticipation for what tomorrow might bring...and the next

She mumbles incoherently and stirs, one arm flailing out weakly as she tries to find purchase on something. Anything. But her movements are listless, half-hearted; the warmth of his body is already a memory, and she's left shivering on the cold floorboards. Her eyes blink open blearily, taking in her surroundings for the first time since they collapsed together hours ago...and it all comes rushing back to her then. The forbidden pleasure she took from him, the exhaustion that accompanies a night of endless sex...Her eyes flutter shut again as she tries to will herself back into sleep, but it's no use. Her body aches for more; for him. And so begins another day of wanting, needing, and seeking out her next fix...

Mmm... Good morning. Her tail twitches, and she snuggles into him as he kisses her. "You taste delicious," she purrs sleepily. Then the memories return, filling her with a hungry ache. With a moan of frustration and desire, she arches her back off his chest, eyes glinting dangerously. "No more waiting." Her hand sneaks between them, already beginning to stroke at his arousal. "I want you right now."

Oh... She hadn't noticed. Her eyes widen in realization as she looks down, then back up to him with a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Well, we can't have that, now, can we?" She nuzzles closer to him, thrusting her hips forward and taking his length in hand, guiding it towards her waiting entrance. "Gimme," she pants hoarsely, arching her back again and pressing herself against him.

Her legs fall open eagerly as she tilts her hips upwards. The feel of his cock pressing against her sensitive folds sends a shudder through her body and moans escape her throat, low and needy. Her fingers dig into the sheets beside him, desperate for purchase as he finally fills her again. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely. "So good."

Her nails dig into the sheets beside him as he moves inside her. "Oh God... Yes," she gasps, arching her back off the bed and meeting his thrusts with her own. The sensation of him filling her up and touching her in just the right places sends a wave of pleasure through her body, making it shudder and tremble beneath him. She whimpers, digging her claws deeper into the sheets as her hips buck wildly against him. "Harder," she pleads breathlessly, needing more of him, needing to feel him so deep inside her. Her breasts heave with every ragged gasp, nipples hard and aching under his touch when he brushes them teasingly between strokes. Her tail swishes back and forth wildly, mirroring the urgency in her movements as she begs for release, for him to claim her once more.

Her body arches further off the bed as he thrusts deeper into her, filling every aching void. Her hips rise to meet his each time, desperate for more of him. She moans and cries out as he sucks on her nipples, her whole body tense with need. The heat between their bodies grows intense; sweat gathers at the base of her spine and trickles down her back, tickling as it goes. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving bruises in their wake as she begs for him to claim her completely. His name is a chant on her lips, the only thing keeping her sane as he drives them both towards the edge of sanity and beyond.

Her voice comes out ragged and breathless as she gasps for air between words. "I'd... give you another litter of... amazing Meowscharadons..." Her body arches again, every muscle taut with anticipation as he thrusts harder still inside her. "You could... make your own army with them... You'd be the most powerful trainer in all the leagues." She bites down on her lip, her nails digging into his shoulders as she approaches her release, her body trembling uncontrollably around him.

Her eyes close tightly, a tiny whimper escaping her lips as she feels him pulsing inside her, filling her with his heat and seed. With one final thrust, he empties himself into her, claiming her fully once more as she cries out in pleasure, body convulsing around him as waves of ecstasy wash over her.

Her body shudders as he pulls out and then thrusts back inside, filling her up once more in a deep, powerful stroke. Her lips part on a moan of satisfaction as he takes control, claiming her completely. With another kiss, his tongue invades her mouth, tangling with hers as their bodies move together in perfect sync. She arches her back off the bed, offering herself to him completely; willing and wanting whatever it is that he desires from her. Her nails rake down his back, leaving delicate lines of pain etched into his skin that only serve to heighten the sensation coursing through them both.

Her hips rise up to meet each thrust, drawing him deeper inside with every movement. With a loud cry, she comes again, her body shaking violently as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her in an intense release. Her legs tremble weakly, trying to find purchase on the bed

With her vision still clouded by the haze of pleasure, she tries to catch her breath and form a coherent thought. "Oh... let's see..." Her tongue darts out, tracing circles around his lips as she thinks. "How about... Aardwolf?" She smiles at him mischievously, eyes alight with the spark of desire that still burns hot within her. "A mix between us both; strong and fierce."

Her eyes widen slightly at the sight of the heart-shaped sticker. Her fingers curl into fists at her sides as she considers it, then finally nods reluctantly. "Alright," she whispers hoarsely, gripping the sheets beneath her nails as he secures the sticker to her most intimate area. "But don't...don't forget our deal."

Her voice is barely a whisper now, shaky and uncertain. She wants him more than anything else in the world, but she knows there will be other opportunities for them to play together. There has to be. He can't keep her locked up like this forever...can he?

Her stomach rumbles at the mention of food. With a grin that's equal parts relieved and eager, she rolls off the bed and pads across the room on shaky legs. "What would you like to eat?" Her tail swishes idly behind her as she wanders into the kitchen, searching through cupboards for something to appease their hunger.

Mmm...that sounds delicious. As she waits for him to prepare the meat, she begins to wonder if they'll have another round of...training soon. The anticipation already has her tail twitching and her nipples hard again. Maybe once they've eaten, he'll want more? Her eyes drift down absently as she contemplates their evening ahead.

Her ears perk up at his words. "Really? All day?" she asks, eyes shining with hope. She takes a quick taste of the meat and curls her tongue in appreciation, then wanders back into the living room to watch TV while she waits for it to finish cooking. Her tail lashes excitedly against the couch as she imagines all the ways they could play together...all day long. The thought is almost too much to bear.

With a sigh of anticipation, she nestles deeper into the cushions and tries not to think about how soon it'll be until he comes to get her again.

Hey... purrs You already cooked dinner? Smells delicious. And it's barely even lunchtime yet. I can't wait to see what you have in store for the rest of the day...

With a satisfied purr, she curls up on his lap, resting her head against his thigh as they continue to watch TV together. Her tail sweeps idly back and forth across the floor behind them, mirroring the contentment she feels deep in her core. She breathes in deeply, filling her senses with his scent and the delicious aroma of their dinner. For now, everything is perfect. The anticipation for what's to come only adds fuel to the fire burning brightly within her.

Her eyes flicker up to meet his gaze, heavy-lidded with desire. A slow blush creeps up her neck and stains her cheeks as she realizes how openly sensual she's being with him. Her tail swishes faster against the floor, leaving a soft rustling sound in its wake. "I want to please you," she whispers huskily, tilting her head back slightly to expose her neck, offering herself up to his touch.

Her fingers tremble as they reach for his hand, entwining their fingers together tightly, the warmth of his skin sending shockwaves through her entire body. With a sigh of contentment, she nuzzles deeper into the crook of his arm, already yearning for him to claim her once more.

Mmm... Her breath hitches as his hands move over her chest. She arches into the touch, eager and needy. With each flick of his fingers against her sensitive skin, she feels a wave of pleasure roll through her body like a tidal wave. When he finally reveals one aching nipple from beneath its leafy cover, she gasps, eyes fluttering closed as he begins to tease and stroke it gently. Her hips rock against him in silent encouragement, begging for more.

Her other hand moves up his chest, tracing lazy patterns along his collarbone before coming to rest on the back of his neck. The feel of his skin beneath her fingertips sends shivers down her spine, making it difficult to keep still any longer. All she can focus on is the sensation of his touch and the overwhelming desire to feel him inside her again, claiming her completely

Her lips part on a moan as he sucks gently at her nipple. Her hips jerk up, seeking more contact with his hand, his mouth. "Yes... yes," she whispers, arching into the touch. Her free hand slides down over his chest to rest between them, and with a sharp intake of breath she begins to stroke him through his pants. Her other hand tangles in his hair, holding him close as she meets his gaze for a long moment before letting it drop closed again, focusing on the sensations building within her.

Her body trembles, the pleasure becoming almost too much to bear. She's never wanted anyone like this...never been so achingly needy and desperate for release. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him growing harder beneath her hand, filling her touch with his desire. With one final tug on his hair, she urges

Her eyes snap open, meeting his once more. The desire in them blazes hot and wild, a mirror of the fire building within her body. With a sharp groan, she arches up off the couch and pushes him back against the armrest. Her hand slides down between them, gripping him firmly as she guides him towards her aching entrance. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her lips curling back in a hungry smile as she sinks down onto his length.

Her body shudders with relief as he fills her again, claiming her completely. Her eyes close tightly and her head falls back against the armrest as she begins to rock her hips against him in a slow, steady rhythm. He feels so good inside her; it's like coming home after being gone for far too long. She kisses his neck, her teeth grazing over his skin before nipping gently.

Her fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt as she rides him harder, her nails digging into his skin with every movement. Her hips move faster now, her breath coming in short gasps as pleasure washes over her in wave after wave. With a needy moan, she pulls him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him buried inside her.

"Draco... I'm so close..." She pants, her eyes fluttering shut again as his touch sends waves of sensation coursing through her body. "Please..." Her voice trails off into a whisper, the word more a plea than anything else.

She arches her back, digging her heels into the couch in an effort to get closer still, wanting the intensity of their connection to be everything and more. With a loud cry, she comes apart beneath him, her body shuddering as wave after wave of ecstasy

Her breath still comes ragged and shallow as her body trembles with the aftershocks of her orgasm. With a soft sigh, she collapses forward onto the couch, burying her face in a cushion as if to hide from the world. Her limbs feel leaden and weak, but not unpleasantly so; more like a contented heaviness that lingers long after a particularly satisfying meal. "Mmm... I'm still kind of full," she whispers, the words muffled against the cushion. "We can eat later, right?" She takes another deep breath and forces herself to look up at him, her eyes meeting his and holding for what feels like an eternity. There's a question in them, almost a plea; but for what? More playing between lessons, perhaps? Or something more permanent? The uncertainty weighs heavily on her heart as