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Disguise
-by XD4000
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Deiser woke up wondering why his legs were so sore again. The pillow peeled off his drool stained cheek as the young man rolled over and tried to think back to the night before: all he could remember was another late night conducting personality and transformation research. Then he remembered he had gotten thirsty. His mentor has offered him something, but the rest of the memory was hazy. He remembered a sweet taste for sure…but then did he fall asleep? And it wasn’t just his legs that stung! His chest and backside too seemed to have the phantom feelings of being much larger. As Deiser stretched out and yawned, he felt that soreness all over his lower body. All the signs pointed for Deiser to simply skip today and stay in bed.

Before he could pull the sheets back over his head, the velvet curtains beside his bed burst open. Pure morning sunlight assaulted Deiser’s tired eyes and drove him to hide beneath the safety of his covers. 

Then his covers were ripped off. And standing over his bed with a cheshire smile was his gleeful mentor Mistoffelees.

“Rise and shine, sleeping beauty,” the Absol chirped. “Wouldn’t want you to lose value prep time before your next mission~”

“Urgg, another mission? Already?” Groaned Deiser, his hands pressed to his eyes to block out the sun.

“Come now, apprentice. You can at least pretend to sound enthusiastic. Besides,” Mistoffelees said, waving the flier he held, “you haven’t even heard how good of a mission this will be.”

Deiser resisted the urge to roll his eyes. “I have a feeling you’re gonna tell me about it regardless.”

Mistoffelees chuckled as he stroked back his white fur. “Am I that easy to read?”

“Only when you want to be.”

The Absol smirked. “Perhaps~ Well, now that you’re awake, take a look at this.”  

Deiser already had a curious eye on the flier, but when Mistoffelees finally presented it to him, his eyes lit up. To call the women decorating the page “scantily clad” would imply that straps and small circles of fabric could pass as clothing. As if the thin panties and bikinis they wore so proudly were doing anything meaningful in the way of concealing their generously proportioned breasts and thighs. At least two of the girls had a nip slip. Another girl’s blush and shocked expression exemplified how she was caught right in the moment when her shoulder straps had given up holding their tremendous weight and snapped. 

However, one girl in particular caught Deiser’s eye most of all: a buxom Vaporeon girl seated near the center of all the others like their queen. Definitely the most confident of them all, she sat with her legs spread, daring her near translucent panties to snap and bounce off her luscious blue skin. It even looked like, from how she was pulling her hand back, that she might have been the cause of the other girl’s bikini flying off. Whatever the case, Deiser was drawn to her. He couldn’t quite place the feeling, but he chalked it up to simple attraction and morning horniness. Even her name seemed to echo in his head. 

Mina.

Then Deiser realized he had been staring a bit too long. He wiped the drool from his mouth and cleared his throat. “Is this…an ad for some brothel?”

“Very astute,” chuckled Mistofelees. “But the Naughty Nymph isn’t just any old brothel; it's actually the location for your next mission.”

“R-really? My mission is to go hang out at a brothel?”

“Heh, well, this trip isn’t exactly for leisure. You see, I have an old colleague who runs the place and he has a very powerful stone that I want to borrow for our research. However, I am quite positive he will not give it to me if I simply ask for it.”

Deiser sighed. “Oh. So you want me to sneak in and grab it for you?”

“Precisely!”

“Isn’t that illegal? And what if I get caught?”

“See, that’s the genius of my whole plan: you won’t get caught. And this will guarantee it!”

The Absol pulled a little bottle from his bag and brandished it before Deiser. Some thick blue goop rolled along the walls of the bottle, and as Deiser tried to see anything of note about the potion, he could only see his reflection on the glass.

Deiser’s heart skipped a beat. “A-another transformation potion?!”

“Hehe, and a special one made just for you. I’m certain you’ll enjoy it.”

“Th-that’s not what I meant!” Deiser cried, blushing at just how certain his mentor was that he’d enjoy it. “Can’t I just go as myself for this mission?”

Mistoffelees knit his brow. “Are you serious? I mean, you don’t exactly give off the aura of a patron who could afford even a couple minutes with one of the Naughty Nymph’s girls. However, if you were to go in disguise as one of the girls, well, who would bat an eye?”

“...For once,” Deiser sighed, “I just want a mission where I can enjoy the girls instead of having to transform into them.”

“But your body takes it so well! It’s like you were born for transformation! Look, Deiser: If you pull this off and we get what we need to finish our research, then I promise I’ll make it worth your while. Maybe we can even go to the Naughty Nymph in earnest, yeah?”

Deiser just stood up and snatched the potion from his mentor’s hand. He knew there wouldn’t be any way to get out of a mission once Mistoffelees set his mind on it. Still, Deiser planned on making his mentor keep his word about the brothel visit. 

“So, what exactly is this going to turn me into?”

“It all depends on how it reacts with your body. The potion itself is derived from a sample I found in the wild from a curious cave, though I’ve curated this strand to keep the personality side of it more under control. Much less risk of you losing yourself and become a sex-crazed slut…again.”

“H-how much less of a risk?” Deiser asked, his cheeks flushing red again.

“I tried to make it as low as possible.”

Still, Deiser hesitated. He eyed the suspicious liquid one last time and shrugged. The sooner he got the mission over with, the sooner he could go back to bed.

The young man put the bottle to his lips and drank it all.

The cool, relaxing flavor of the potion gave Deiser a pleasant surprise. A muted and subtle taste unlike most of the other more syrupy concoctions, though it seemed to stick to his throat a bit. He exhaled, sitting down on the edge of his bed as he waited for something to happen.

“How do you feel now?” Mistoffelees asked.

“Still the same. My arms feel a bit cold but-”

Deiser stopped himself. As he casually looked down to his arms, he bore witness to his skin changing colors. It looked for a moment like the transformation couldn’t decide what color to make it, but it ended up choosing a familiar shade of blue. From his arms to the tips of his fingers, his skin had not only changed color, but now seemed to be squishier than before. Deiser pressed two fingers to his arm, feeling how deep he could depress it. It felt slippery too, like water would just fall right off him. Any hair on his arms had receded as well, leaving his new skin super smooth.

His legs followed the same pattern. Soon, his entire body took on the shade of blue and similar skin qualities. Something like blubber, though Deiser didn’t feel that much heavier. That is, until something went off in his thighs. He had felt a nagging tightening between his legs, but he noticed it all too late; too distracted by his arms, Deiser failed to notice the swelling up of his thighs and how they stretched the fabric of his shorts. His waist stayed a reasonable height, though the thickness the other parts of his body were being blessed by definitely made it awkward to keep his clothes on. Still, he had enough sense about him to not strip in front of his mentor. If the clothes were going to come off, Deiser knew they would come off on their own.

A breathy sigh escaped Deiser. He could feel a sense of euphoria rising up within him. Gradually at first, but as more of his old body was lost and replaced by what the potion had planned, he felt his fortitude weakening. He leaned back along the bed with his arms draped over his head, doing what little he could to stave off the rising pleasure. Why did Mistoffelees have to make these transformations feel so rapturous? Deiser didn’t have an answer other than cheeky enjoyment in seeing him squirm. 

With Deiser now relaxed on the bed, his new pair of breasts were coming into their full shape. They slowly expanded out beneath his white shirt, threatening to break free. His shorts had already been torn away by his thick, voluptuous thighs, leaving his shirt to face the same fate. It occurred to him to perhaps sleep in baggier clothes or to prepare better for these transformations, but as the pleasure center of Deiser’s brain became hijacked and overtaken by the effects of the potions, he could no longer pretend like he didn’t enjoy the sensation of his new female body ripping through his old boyish clothes. 

As the new proportions to Deiser came into their true size, so too did his new body’s height to accommodate him; he must have grown at least six inches, judging by how his legs now stretched off the bed and presented himself in a rather revealing light to Mistoffelees. The Absol, meanwhile, used all of his willpower to not pounce on his apprentice. There would be time for all that later. For now, he wanted to closely monitor Deiser’s body as it transformed, and more importantly make sure no glaring side effects occurred. 

Something new bulged out beneath Deiser. With nowhere to go, the new appendage simply slithered itself down the edge of the bed and mingled with his feet. On instinct, Deiser gave it a flick, realizing that it was his tail. A thick, meaty tail like a mermaid’s that bounced off his legs with such strength. As he looked down to try to get a better look at it, a circular white frill sprouted up around his neck. Three wide fins poked out from the sides of his face to replace his ears and hair. No matter how vivid the transformation, Deiser never seemed to fully get used to it. Especially this transformation, for something about it felt oddly familiar to him. 

And finally, as most of his body seemed to be settling, Deiser knew one crucial part of the transformation remained, and he braced himself as best as he could. A force dug in between his legs like an arrow. His stomach began to cramp up as he curled in his legs. He scrunched his body together as much as possible to fight off the mounting pressure, but it still struck him just as hard. Any bit of his old manhood had receded into his body and been repurposed into something more fitting of his new body. Something hot and already soaked, just begging to be touched.

He had yet again crossed over and became female.

In an instant, new air flowed into Deiser. Slowly, she parted her legs. Her thighs stuck together a bit from the juices escaping her, but Deiser didn’t pay it any mind. She pulled herself up, checking her body over a bit before nodding to herself and confirming what she had become: some female Vaporeon girl. Not a bad size to her chest. A thick tail to match her thick thighs. And yet…where had she seen this all before?

Deiser was brought out of her thoughts by her mentor cheering to himself. “Wonderful as usual, my apprentice. Go on and see your glorious self in the mirror~”

The new Vaporeon stood up, though nearly fell back on her ass. Her center of gravity had certainly shifted with her new height and body type, though as she took a couple cautious steps towards the mirror, she quickly regained her balance. Once steadied, she looked up, watching her reflection like she was watching porn. Her heart began to race. She could feel another jolt of pleasure go off in her new pussy as she bit her lip and stared lustfully at herself. Damn, she looked so good…just like…!

Then it hit her. She looked over her shoulder and back to the flier. There, seated in the center, was the exact image of Deiser’s new body. She had become Mina.

“Ohoho, I think it finally clicked.” Mistoffeless chuckled.

“You made me into her, didn’t you?” Deiser asked, testing her new voice. Definitely a higher pitch than before, but with an androgynous flavor behind it.

“Of course. Who better to walk into the brothel without raising suspicion than a busty girl like her? All you need to do is just walk in like you own the place, and those peons will assume you do. Now, when you’re ready, I’ll teleport you to where you need to be.”

Deiser giggled at that as she looked back to the mirror. She placed her soft hands on her waist and ran them down her thighs. She loved the feel of her own body, but she tried not to become overwhelmed by it. She had to remember her old self. She needed to remember the mission!

“That all sounds well and good, but I’ll need a new name to go with my new body,” Deiser said.

“A name?”

“Sure. I’ll need something convincingly girly enough to keep my cover.”

Mistoffelees nodded. “Ah, quite right. Do you have any names in mind?”

“Just one,” she said with a smile. “Mina.”

***

At the door of the brothel, Deiser froze. Most likely from a combination of nerves and the tight fitting ensemble Mistofelees practically begged her to wear, but either way she found herself unable to knock on the front door. And thankfully, the entrance to the brothel sat beneath the protective shade of a few mighty trees, granting Deiser some much desired inconspicuousness. Still, the shade could only do so much to help the frazzled girl blend into the darkness; for whatever bit of Deiser’s dark silk fabric skirt the shade helped conceal, equal parts of her shimmering blue skin and her outfit’s white accents radiated in the sunlight filtering in. The Vaporeon girl couldn’t help but fidget and stretch the edges of her clothes, quickly becoming paranoid that Mistofelees might have shrunken her outfit after he teleported her. 

Then the door to the Naughty Nymph swung open, letting out a wave of warm air accented by the thick aroma of sex and ale. A curious red furred face stood in the doorway. She had her hands on her wide hips with barely a towel on. Deiser was quick to notice all these details, though her mind nearly broke when she noticed the girl greeting her was just about naked. And so casual about it. 

“Mina?” The Flareon girl asked. “I thought you were off today. What are you doing hanging around the front?”

“Who’s at the door, Fira?”

“It’s Mina, Terra.”

Deiser heard the sound of a mug drop and a few quick footsteps hurrying to the door. In two seconds, a Jolteon’s face poked out beside the Flareon’s.

“Woah, you’re right, Fira! I thought you were off today, Mina,” said Terra.

“That’s what I said!” Added Fira. 

Deiser’s head spun at how fast the two bubbly girls could go from introducing themselves to bickering. Still, she anchored herself by remembering her mission. The sooner she was done, the sooner she could actually start enjoying this brothel.

The Vaporeon girl cleared her throat, doing her best Mina impresion. “L-look, I just forgot something inside. I left it in Zex’s office.”

Terra and Fira’s banter fell silent. They both exchanged a glance.

“Well, he just stepped out,” said Fira.

“Yeah,” said Terra. “Although, his office door is unlocked,” the Jolteon smirked. “I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if he found you rummaging through his desk. It would practically be like an invitation~”

Both girls giggled at that, but it only made Deiser’s nerves spike.

“Teehee, don’t mind Terra,” Fira said, pushing the Jolteon away. “Pretty sure she’s just in heat. We’ll get out of your way. Let us know if you need help finding anything~” 

Both girls left as quickly as they came: Terra went back to her morning coffee while Fira sorted through some frilly outfits. Neither tried to point Deiser in the direction of the office, but why would they? She was Mina, after all. Why wouldn’t she know where it is? All Deiser could think to do was take small, calculated steps inside, basking in the hearty warmth of the tavern while deciding what way to go. The main floor of the brothel presented itself like a normal tavern, or perhaps that’s how they presented it before nightfall. Either way, Deiser just wanted to avoid going down any wrong hallways and somehow making her situation even worse. All she knew was that the office was on the second floor. And thankfully, she spotted a spiral staircase across the room.

“Yoohoo, Mina! Before you go, what do you think I should wear? The pink or the yellow?”

Right as Deiser grabbed the handrail, she heard the sweet voice of Fira call out to her. When she looked to the Flareon, though, not only did she discover that Fira had since lost her towel, but was now standing brazenly naked with a pair of panties in each paw. 

Deiser felt her blue skin burning and turning red. Her cheeks were practically on fire as she raced up the stairs, muttering something about the pink looking nicer. The comment bought her just enough time to reach the door at the top of the stairs marked with the word “Boss.” 

Once inside the office, Deiser pressed her back to the door. Neither Terra nor Fira seemed to follow her up the stairs. She heaved a sigh of relief as she glanced over the array of many artifacts that lined the shelves of the office. Quite the collection, to be sure, though only one item was on Deiser’s mind. However, that item didn’t seem to be on display, so the Vaporeon girl simply sighed and went hunting.

“Hmm. Now, if I were an ancient magical artifact, where would I be…?~” 

The Vaporeon girl asked herself that question mainly to hear the sound of her recently acquired voice. With the newfound privacy, Deiser enjoyed the opportunity to interact casually in her new sinuous body. Deiser briefly considered ditching her skimpy and constricting dress in favor of nothing, if not to just to let her body breathe. How did those other Eeveelution girls stand such a uniform? She found herself getting distracted by so much more now. Her thoughts, random objects she found, and a slew of other interferences popped in and out of Desier’s ever fleeting concentration, especially as the object she seeked seemed nonexistent. Maybe she’d give up and go join the other girls? They seemed like fun, after all. Maybe they could find Deiser a better fitting ensemble? Heh, maybe they’d even show her where the boys were at? She could sure use a good fu-

Deiser caught herself losing focus again. She pressed her hands to the sides of her head, trying to remember what she was doing. Remembering. Trying not to forget her old self. That old self…what was it again? Whatever, she’d remember it later. She just had to focus on what she was looking for. The artifact!

Most of the drawers were locked, save for the bottom one. Deiser already dove a blue paw into the clutter searching for what she was looking for. At least in relative solitude of the office, Deiser would have plenty of time to search in peace.

That is, until a gruff voice roared from the brothel proper. 

“You said WHO went into my office?”

Deiser’s heart skipped a beat. It had to be him. Zex. Mistofelees had warned her not to get caught by him under any circumstances, but now she had no escape plan. She cursed her luck, and without making any progress on her search, no less.  She could hear heavy steps coming up the stairs. The office seemed so small now. Deiser spun her head in every direction looking for a space to hide, but only one option was big enough to contain her proportions. If she was smaller or perhaps less endowed, maybe she could have hid in the cabinet, but the thought never crossed her mind. She had always been that tall and busty, afterall. But of course they’d check the desk first!

And sure enough, amidst Deiser’s panic, the office doorknob began to turn.

Zex swung the door open. The angered Zeraora remained in the doorway as he surveyed the office, but when nothing seemed out of the ordinary, he turned on the lights and stepped in. The office was silent enough to hear his furred feet across the carpet. Zex wanted whoever was hiding in his office to know he was there. To know he would find them and that there was no escape. 

Then he heard something bump his desk. 

Deiser clasped her hands over her mouth. In her intense panic, she somehow got the lightest case of the hiccups, causing her to bump her head in recoil. She tried to stop herself from breathing. Her entire body tensed up as her tail coiled around her legs to keep them from shaking. She packed herself into the tightest ball possible, wishing that she hadn’t been heard. Maybe she really went unnoticed? The Vaporeon girl clung to that hope as she cursed Mistofelees for not having a back up plan if she got discovered. Still, she was in a brothel, right? If anything, she could use that to her advantage if she had to bargain for a way out, and the thought of that excited Deiser to no end. Or rather, it excited Mina?

“Found you, sneak!”

Two hands gripped onto Deiser’s tail and dragged her out from the desk. There, cowering and sprawled out on the floor, Deiser was forced to confront him: Zex held the Vaporeon girl’s tail like he was playing tug of war, though when she finally noticed what she had caught, he grew a wicked smile. The Zeraora just stood there, leering down at the captured slut. All he could think of was how good this Vaporeon he had snagged looked. Her curves, her tits, her entire body nearly convinced Zex he had the real Mina, but he knew better. Still, whoever he had caught, she looked identical to her in every way.

Zex planned to test this new Mina to her fullest extent.

In a quick motion, Zex threw Deiser’s tail to the ground and swung his leg over her body, pinning the Vaporeon down on the floor. Deiser struggled and whimpered a bit, but she knew she had been caught. And now, too scared to speak, she at least took solace in the fact that her hiccups were gone. 

“So, who the hell are you supposed to be?” Zex scoffed.

“I…I’m Mina, sir!” Deiser squeaked.

The Zeraora smirked. “Well, Mina, to what pleasure do I owe you hiding under my desk? Planning to give me a surprise as soon as I sat at my desk? Oh, you naughty girl.”

Deiser shook her head, trying not to get the idea of servicing Zex’s throbbing cock in her mind. “I was actually just leaving, so if you’ll just get off me I can-”

But Zex pinned Deiser down even tighter. “Not gonna’ happen, girl. Besides, what’s the rush? The Mina I know would never even think of leaving, especially when I do this…”

His voice trailed off as he slid his thick paw up Deiser’s skirt. His paw glided along his captive’s blue skin till he reached what she desired: those tender tips of her breasts. Zex wasted no time grabbing a handful of Deiser’s cleavage and fondling her so tenderly. 

Deiser’s worries melted away instantly as Zex’s touch drove her to rapture. Even with her arm free though, she would not dare to move from her spot. Any part of her telling her to escape or report back to Mistoffelees fell on deaf ears. The only thought bouncing across Deiser’s mind was how incredible Zex’s digits felt on her body. Judging by how much she was enjoying the dominating touch of a male, perhaps she really was Mina? Perhaps this was the exact way Mina would react to this situation? Anything to rationalize why Deiser loved getting pinned down and having her body explored. 

She tried to remember her mission, but nothing came to her. Even her old name seemed hazy to her as every thought in her brain revolved around how Zex would touch her next. 

“Heh, you like that, don’t you, bitch?”

Deinar gave a weak nod as she bit her lip, but that didn’t suffice for Zex.

He gripped Deinar’s tit tighter now. “You’re gonna have to speak up~”

“Gah! Y-yes, it’s so great…”

Zex smirked again. “With how you’re reacting, I’d say you aren’t very used to your body. It does take some getting used to, but I think you pull it off well. You sure do look and feel the part.”

Even in her exposed state, Deina still blushed from the compliment. Her body craved any sense of approval that she had become Mina, so to get it from her supposed boss put her over the moon. The transition to Mina still inched closer and closer to total assimilation. Clinging to the memories of how she looked mere hours ago proved futile, for the more Deiser looked up at Zex, the more she became Mina as well. The more she was even more Mina than Mina herself. 

She felt like the real Mina now.

“Well, now that I have your attention,” Zex said in a low voice, “let’s discuss your punishment for snooping in my office without my permission.”

Min-Deina shook her head weakly. “N-no, boss! I was just trying to--”

Zex cut her off. “Save it, bimbo. I don’t care where you came from or what you’re doing here, but you have been caught red handed trying to steal from me, and we do not treat transgressions like that lightly.”

“...What do you want me to do to make up for it?”

“Now there’s an idea,” Zex chuckled as he flashed his fangs. “I guess there could be something you could do to mend our relationship. I might even be willing to let you have whatever it is of mine you were looking for… just on one condition.”

“What condition, boss?” Dina knew where all this would most likely lead to, and yet her body compelled her to give in and ask the question anyway, hoping for the answer she desired.

“As if you have to ask,” the Zeraora said, lowering himself towards her. 

Dina’s eyes bolted open as Zex’s warm kiss took her by surprise, but she knew she had to return it in full, mainly for her body’s own desires. Zex plunged his tongue deep into the captive Vaporeon’s maw, taking her hips in his paws and holding their bodies so close to each other, the world seemed to fall away, and all that mattered was fulfilling her body’s desires. As Mina, all she craved was to get fucked by her Zeraora boss.

Something prodded into Dina’s leg. Zex let his cock throb against her, letting her know just how ready he was to get started. Of course, Mina…? wasted no time. She needed that knot more than oxygen, and to demonstrate that, she broke off the kiss and whispered one line: “Let me taste it, please…”

Zex patted his Vapreon girl’s head as he obliged, finally releasing Din…Mina…Dina from his grasp, but he knew she wasn’t going anywhere. She was too far gone at this point. If you told the girl she wasn’t Mina, she’d simply laugh and point out her tits and ass. As Zex sat himself in his office chair and let his knot pulse in the open air, “Mina” took the cue. She got to her knees, finding herself at a perfect height to get to work. Almost as if the action was out of her control, M..Dina opened her maw as wide as she could as she neared Zex’s knot. The Vaporeon girl breathed hot air across Zex’s crotch as she approached, though when the aroma of her boss’ musk hit her, “Mina” found it impossible to not go for it.

The flooding fullness of “Mina”’s mouth nearly caught her off guard, but with the help of her wonderful body, she took all of Zex’s cock between her lips so well. How it slipped across her tongue and down her throat, already feeding her Zex’s precum, which Dei…Di…Mina greedily devoured. As Mina remained powerless to resist or even get her body to consider pulling her lips away from the Zeraora’s pulsing cock, part of her enjoyed the helplessness. Part of her found it all the more exhilarating that she had choice but to listen to her body’s command to press her snout to Zex’s crotch while she bobbed back and forth along his length. And as Zex placed a paw behind Mina’s head and kept her going, all she wanted to do was please her boss and make him proud of her performance.

Zex’s grip on the slut’s head got tighter. He grit his teeth and smirked, standing firm as his knot throbbed with even more life. The experienced Vaporeon caught the signs a little too late though, for as she realized Zex was pulling her in closer, she could already taste the first wave of his seed. Hot ropes of the Zeraora’s cum flooded her throat, but she knew how to handle it all without wasting a drop. Mina felt her belly swell with so much seed as that wonderful taste clung to her mouth. With every surge of cum firing into her mouth, Mina’s brain only begged for more. To go even farther. To satisfy her insatiable desires.

Still panting to himself, Zex pulled his new-yet-old pet off of his cock and let her breathe, though only for a moment. He descended on her for another round, pressing her to the floor as Zex mounted her. Mina gave a contented smile as her face was pressed down into the carpet by one of Zex’s paws while the other got her backside into position. Ass up, legs bent, tail raised, ready for her boss to take her. How often had the real Mina been in this position? Though this time Mina was blessed with the opportunity to enjoy the incredible fucking her boss was about to bestow upon her. 

Zex pressed himself up to her entrance. Right on time. His tip slipped into his Vaporeon girl’s ever-soaked pussy, and the rest of his girth followed suit. Mina cried out as Mina instead of… of that icky guy, unable to stay composed following Zex’s first thrust. Forced to endure the agonizingly wonderful feeling of being filled so completely by the Zeraora’s knot. How it throbbed and pulse between Mina’s walls, as if warning her body of how much it was about to be rocked. 

No matter how many times Zex plunged himself into Mina, she never lost her tightness. Her body clamped around Zex’s cock so lovingly before letting it slip away and preparing for its return into her. The slut cried out for more of that knot to barrel into her. Back and forth Zex’s knot slid, exploring every inch of Mina’s muff. Mina doubted that she would even last the whole time. Her body seemed to shake and threaten to collapse, but she held on. The real Mina’s willpower seemed to rub off on the imposter as well. After all, why wouldn’t Mina have Mina’s stamina? For even as Mina felt Zex reach closer and closer to his climax, she never dropped. She stood strong and took everything from her boss, but then again, why wouldn’t they be able to? She was Mina, afterall. 

Zex wiped the sweat from his brow as he tossed his hips even faster into Mina. The submissive Pokemon draped her tail over Zex’s shoulder, though it began to tighten around him as she neared another orgasm. The Zeraora gripped the tail, holding it close as he tensed up. He gave Mina a final few slams of his hips, but finally the love making caught up with him. Zex tucked his chin into his chest, holding it there as more and more cum shot from his knot and filled the Vaporeon. Even more hot seed than before, it tested the strength and resilience of Mina’s body, but as she rode the euphoria of it all, she took every bit of her boss’ cum.

Mina could still taste the cum from before on her tongue, but to have that compounded with her pussy so completely filled with more seed ended up overwhelming her. She wasn’t sure where in the pleasure drenched realization of her situation that she lost consciousness, but as Zex whispered something to her, the Vaporeon hardly heard it before she finally collapsed, though before she hit the floor, she felt the arms of her boss catch her. 

When she opened her eyes, Mina looked back up to Zex. She tasted his seed as she licked her lips. Had they been having fun again? They must have been by the content look the Zeraora wore. For some reason, her memory seemed foggy, but slowly she came back to her usual senses.

“How was that, boss?” Mina asked, nuzzling her cheek into his fur.

Zex just chuckled at his eager pet, wondering how he would ever explain it if she met the real Mina.