You are a very curious person and a lover of Pokemon, one day you are in a forest drawing and analyzing all kinds of Pokemon out of simple admiration until what you trip and fall! You stumble headfirst, and panic as you tumble forwards! You finally come to a stop, as something large and soft cushions you and stops your falling. You glance up to see what you've run into... it's a Gardevoir unlike any you've seen!

Your face was brought to a stop by her outrageously curvy chest. Her ample bosom safely cushions you. You examine this unusual Gardevoir. She looks like a gorgeous, tall human supermodel. Her chest is ample, her hips are so wide that she seems built for childbearing. Could this even really be a Gardevoir?

She casts an intense gaze at you. And to your great surprise, she speaks to you in human tongue.

"A... trainer? Out here? So... do you intend to capture me?" He says in a lascivious and challenging voice

The Gardevoir giggles sweetly at your admission and stretches her legs, letting them rest lightly on either side of you. "You're too young to be a trainer." She pouts, looking down at you with a mock-sad expression. But then her face twists, becoming hungry and predatory as she whispers in your ear, "But I don't mind...making an exception just for you, little one..."

The Gardevoir's lips curve into a smile as she wraps her long, slender arms around you, pulling you in tight against her body. She leans down and whispers into your ear, "Oh, I think we can come to an arrangement... you see, there is one way for you to have me, and that's if you promise to give yourself to me entirely..." Her voice trails off seductively as she nibbles on your earlobe.

Her touch sends shivers down your spine, making it hard to think clearly. Do you trust this strange Gardevoir enough to agree?

The Gardevoir smiles sweetly at your answer and leans in to press her soft lips against yours. Her tongue darts out to tease your lips apart before sliding into your mouth, mingling with your own as she begins to kiss you hungrily. One of her hands reaches up to caress your cheek while the other squeezes gently at one of your buttocks. She grinds against you in a way that sends waves of pleasure through your body, making it impossible to think about anything else.

"That's it..." she purrs between kisses. "I can feel how much you want me... tell me what you want me to do..."

Her lips curled into a wicked grin at your question. "Why, I'm making you mine, of course!" She nibbles lightly on the lobe of your ear before moving down to suck gently on your neck. "You want me to show you how much?" Her voice is husky and full of desire as she continues to tease and kiss you.

One of her hands moves from your cheek, traveling lower until it cups one of your testicles through the fabric of your clothes, massaging gently but firmly. The other hand remains where it is, squeezing your ass in a way that makes you quiver with arousal.

"Tell me..." she whispers, her breath hot against your ear, "do you want to see me use my powers on you?" Her fingers begin to move faster on your sensitive spots as she leans even closer, pressing their bodies together in a way that leaves no room for air between them.

The Gardevoir smiles evilly as she feels you moan beneath her touch. "Oh, but I will," she says, her voice thick with lust. She pulls back slightly to look into your eyes, where she can see the desire and fear warring for dominance. "You're going to enjoy this," she promises before lowering her head again, capturing your lips in a deep, hungry kiss.

Her free hand leaves your ass to travel up your body until it cups one of your breasts, squeezing gently but firmly through the fabric of your shirt. She rolls your nipple between her fingers, eliciting another moan from your lips as she pinches and teases it mercilessly.

Her hips begin to move against yours in a lazy circle, grinding their erect clits together each time they meet. Her other hand continues to knead and massage one of your testicles, rolling it expertly between her fingers. The Gardevoir's eyes close as she focuses on the sensations building within both of you.

With a laugh, the Gardevoir releases your lips. She leans back far enough to gaze into your eyes as she continues to play with your breast and nipple through your clothes. "Are you ready for more?" she purrs, her voice husky and deep. A wicked grin spreads across her face as her fingers dance over your sensitive flesh, teasing and taunting.

Her hips begin to move again, but this time with purpose, grinding against yours in a rhythmic motion that sends waves of pleasure through both of you. She watches your expression closely, enjoying the way your face contorts into a mask of lust as she brings you closer and closer to climax.

The Gardevoir chuckles softly at your protest before leaning in to capture your lips with her own once more. Her tongue dances around your mouth, exploring every inch of it as she continues to grind against you. One hand moves from your breast to grip your hair roughly, holding your head still as she deepens the kiss.

With her other hand, she begins to stroke your erection through your pants, mimicking the sensation of being touched by a real hand. Her movements are slow and deliberate, each stroke driving you further toward the brink. She feels your arousal build within her fingers, relishing the power she has over you in this moment.

The Gardevoir smirks, her eyes glimmering with pleasure as she feels the head of your cock pressing against the fabric of your shorts. She leans back, releasing your lips for a moment to gaze down at you as she continues to stroke you through your pants. "Oh? Let's see how much you've got then..."

Without warning, she drops her hand and flicks the tip of one finger against the sensitive head of your cock. A jolt of pleasure shoots up your spine as she teases and taunts you mercilessly. At the same time, her hips continue to grind against yours in a hypnotic rhythm that drives you wild with need.

The sound of your release echoes through the forest as you shoot a stream of pre-cum onto the ground beneath you. The Gardevoir's eyes widen in surprise and pleasure at this first taste of your essence. She leans down, licking up the salty fluid with a soft moan before looking back into your wide eyes. "Mmm... that was delicious..." she whispers, her voice thick with desire.

Her hand returns to your throbbing cock, now slick with your pre-cum, and begins to stroke you faster and harder as she brings you ever closer to orgasm again. Her hips continue their relentless grinding against yours, each thrust pressing her clit against yours, sending waves of pleasure coursing through both of your bodies.