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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M
  Fandom:
      Pocket_Monsters_|_Pokemon_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Denzil_|_Volkner/Original_Character(s), Erika/Natane_|_Gardenia, Ouba_|
      Flint/Original_Character(s)
  Character:
      Denzi_|_Volkner, Natane_|_Gardenia, Erika_(Pokemon), Ouba_|_Flint,
      Original_Pokemon_Trainer(s)
  Additional Tags:
      commission, Underage_Sex, Pokemon_Roleplay, Blow_Jobs, Vaginal_Sex,
      Omorashi, Drunk_Sex, Cunnilingus, Sex_Toys, Loss_of_Virginity
  Series:
      Part 17 of Pokemon_Commissions
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-12-19 Completed: 2017-12-21 Chapters: 3/3 Words: 3482
****** After Parties ******
by fuckingcommissions
Summary
     What three couples get up to after the Christmas party.
***** Volker x Meghan *****
Meghan is happy that Cynthia is enthusiastic about watching Chimari for a
couple of hours. She’s gotten a lot of good Christmas presents that she’s
excited to get to try out with Volkner, so it will be nice to get some time
alone together. She’s got a kit of Pikachu themed body paint, as well as
several new accessories, including ears and a tail with synthetic nerves,
Pikachu paw gloves and slippers, and a pair of cheek stickers embedded with
electrodes.
When they get back, she has Volkner wait for her on the bed while she showers
off and gets prepared for their night. Once she finally exits the bathroom, she
comes in on all fours, her gloves and slippers on, her body painted completely
head to toe in yellow, with the appropriate markings of a Pikachu painted on
her as well. She doesn’t wear anything except those accessories and her
stickers, and a red vest.
She looks up at him before she begins scampering around the room, playing like
a Pikachu for him, much to Volkner’s amusement. Then she scampers up to him and
jumps into his arms, shouting, “Pikapik!” as she nuzzles him affectionately.
She licks at his cheeks as well, and he’s hit with mild electric shocks
whenever her cheeks brush against his, the false electric sacs doing their
jobs.
“My little Pikachu is being so affectionate today,” he comments, petting her
with a smile as he plays along with her. He scratches her at the base of her
ears, and they twitch in response, the synthetic nerves proving their use as
well.
She’s never felt anything that pleasant from him scratching her before, since
she’s never been able to feel much other than the fake ears shifting. Now,
she’s absolutely delighted, so happy to be able to become more of a Pikachu for
Volkner.
When she goes for his pants, she just paws at them, not breaking character and
pretending that she is unable to operate the zipper for herself. “Does my
naughty little Pikachu want to play with my lightning rod?” he asks her in a
teasing voice, and when she squeaks in response, he pushes her paws out of the
way to unzip his pants, freeing his member for her. Meghan puts it between her
forepaws and begins licking at it, before suddenly wrapping her lips around it
and pulling it into her mouth, sucking greedily.
She keeps this up until she can hear his breathing growing more and more
uneven, can tell, from her experience with him, that he has to be getting
close. That’s when she picks up in her actions, not allowing him any mercy
until he lets go with a groan, coming and filling her mouth with his load. She
swallows it down enthusiastically before jumping up and hopping down on the bed
on all fours, wiggling her butt at him and letting out needy whines in
Pikaspeak. Even without speaking, she makes it very clear what she wants from
him.
“Alright, alright,” he murmurs, getting behind her and pressing his cock
against her entrance, “I know what my naughty Pikachu needs.” He pushes inside
of her with a bit less effort than it once took, and begins to thrust into her.
Meghan matches his rhythm at first before becoming more frantic, working her
hips back against his and moaning out like a Pikachu, her impressions already
growing so much more realistic. She tries to match the speed of a Pikachu while
Volkner fucks her, and she gets closer than most girls could, though it’s still
not quite possible for her.
Even so, she does her best, keeping up the quick rhythm, and Volkner reaches
down to stroke her tail while he pounds into her, something that only increases
her pleasure. She finds that she really likes being pet on her artificial
appendages, the pleasure increased by the synthetic nerves. It doesn’t take her
long to get close like this, and her increased speed and rhythm helps rush that
along all the more.
“Pika!” she cries out, letting him know that she’s nearly there with her voice
alone. They are at the point where, for the most part, they don’t need words
for her to show him what she’s thinking or what she needs. Her scream when she
does finally reach her orgasm sounds something like a Pikachu as it releases
thunderbolt, and she convulses so tight around him that he can’t help but
brought to orgasm as well. He spills his seed inside of her with a soft groan
that is mostly drowned out by her Pikaspeak.
She nearly collapses forward as she starts to come down from her orgasm, but
Volkner supports her so that that does not happen. As the afterglow begins to
fade, she realizes that she’s neglected her bladder for far too long, and that
she needs to make that known. Still, Meghan doesn’t want to break character,
having too much fun as Volkner’s little Pikachu, so all she can do is squirm
and whine, trying to communicate her need to him.
Volkner, however, just takes this as her wanting more and, before she can do
anything about it, he sits back and pulls her onto his lap, bringing her up and
down on his cock as he fucks her again, each strike feeling as though it is
directly aimed at her bladder. She still tries to keep from character as he
does this, and even when he reaches down to pinch at her clit. With all of this
stimuli, it’s not long before she’s brought to orgasm again, but this time, it
is much stronger than the first.
And, this time, it is accompanied by her emptying her bladder all over the both
of them. As the dam breaks, the two of them become soaked, and she lets out a
soft whine as she comes down from her orgasm, realizing exactly what she’s
done. Volkner gives her a look that is somewhere between disbelief, annoyance,
and playfulness, as he says, “You’re a very naughty Pikachu for making such a
mess.”
It’s hard not to break character and accuse him of not paying enough attention
to her, but she manages to resist, and instead plays the part of a pouty,
apologetic Pikachu. “Pikapi...pikachu pi,” she says sadly.
Volkner is, at least, not so put off that he doesn’t like her clean of both his
seed and her pee, before changing the sheets and laying back, letting Meghan
cuddle his chest and fall asleep like this. He’s very surprised and impressed
that she managed to stay in character as a Pikachu the whole time, playing her
part absolutely perfectly.
***** Chapter 2 *****
As soon as they are back to their room, as soon as Erika knows that she’s
completely alone with the intoxicated Gardenia, she is able to let her know
just how angry she is at her for her behavior at the Christmas party. “I cannot
believe you would speak with such inappropriate language! I cannot believe you
would behave like that in public! Do you have any idea-”
However, she is cut off before she’s able to say anymore, by Gardenia capturing
her lips in a long, possessive kiss. The fumes of alcohol still coming off of
her, as well as the passion with which she surprises Erika, is enough to leave
the latter’s head spinning, though that is her usual reaction to her
girlfriend.
When she breaks the kiss, Erika is so stunned that she can no longer continue
her rant, and Gardenia slurs, “Why don’t we see what’s in the gift Candice got
for us?” She holds a box in her hand that Candice handed to them during the
party and told her not to open until they were alone, so both of them know that
it has to be something good...though Erika can’t help but be a little nervous.
She takes the box from Gardenia when it is offered to her and tears off the
paper, not being as careful as she might have normally- she does tend to try to
save as much of the paper as she can, even if she never ends up reusing it- and
opens the box, to reveal the gift inside; a grass green disc and a forest green
disc. There’s a pamphlet that she picks up and skims, and, blushing furiously,
announces, “It looks like these are newer models of the toys we enjoy so much.”
“Alright!” Gardenia cheers in excitement. “Well, let’s get them figured out
fast so we can enjoy them tonight! I’m ready for a test run!”
“Well, we’ll have to actually figure them out,” Erika replies. “As in, I’m
going to read all of the instructions.” Gardenia whines, and tries to distract
her as much as she can, but Erika sticks to her guns, thoroughly reading the
instructions even as Gardenia tries to grope and fondle her, and places kisses
on her neck, always trying to leave hickies before Erika steps away, not
deterred from her quest to actually read the manual before they try this out.
However, her face betrays her otherwise stoic behavior, her face growing redder
and her eyes growing wider as she reads the instructions. Even she cannot help
but get excited by the idea of these new toys, and by the time she has read
through everything, that, combined with Gardenia’s teasing, have her at the end
of her patience.
Looking up, she orders, “Get onto the bed, now.”
“Ooh!” Gardenia cries in excitement. “I love it when you get all dominant!” She
does as she’s told, laying back eagerly and watching as Erika undresses. Erika
takes her time to get out of the layers of her winter kimono, something that
teases Gardenia more than a little bit, before she attaches one of the discs to
her and activating it, just the way the instructions said.
Gardenia licks her lips and leans back, pulling her leggings to her knees to
reveal a lack of panties, and reaches in her cleavage to remove a bit of
mistletoe she had stashed there, holding it over her crotch. “You should give
my flower a kiss before breaking in that new toy,” she teases with a laugh, and
Erika scowls.
“And you should be ashamed of your crude sense of humor,” she replies. Even so,
she still kneels between her lover’s legs and presses her tongue inside of her,
lapping at her teasingly. She has no intention of bringing Gardenia to climax
like this, doing everything she can to leave her a squirming mess.
“Erika, please,” she’s left begging, “come on, please…” but even so, Erika only
tortures her further, not giving her the satisfaction she craves. She takes an
eternity, or at least it feels this way to Gardenia, before she finally gives
her further instruction, never once letting her come from this.
“Get on your hands and knees,” she commands, and when Gardenia does as told for
that, Erika uses her ribbon to tie her hands behind her back and says, “You
need to learn some discipline.” She then summons a Bulbasaur, and commands it
to use Vine Whip. When the vine first strikes Gardenia’s behind, she lets out a
sharp cry, but the Bulbasaur does not stop, following it’s mistress’ orders.
Erika can’t resist playing with her own toy as she listens to Gardenia’s cries
of both pain and pleasure, stroking her false cock and moaning to herself while
the punishment continues. Her self-control does not hold up for too much
longer, and when it finally fails, she returns Bulbasaur, running her fingers
along the marks left by the Pokemon, before pressing her cock inside of
Gardenia. Even now, she focuses on tormenting her girlfriend, knowing that the
alcohol must have caught up to her bladder by now.
She aims her thrusts to bring that to Gardenia’s attention, and soon enough,
she’s begging Erika for both kinds of relief, alternating between begging to be
allowed to pee and begging to be allowed to come, while Erika continues to
tease her, going at an agonizing pace that irritates her swollen bladder.
“Please,” she says pathetically, only for Erika to reply, “Well? Have you
learned your lesson?”
“I..I have!”
“I need to hear it then! Promise me that you’ll never speak of our sex life in
public again!”
However, when Gardenia responds, she is too incoherent to really speak clearly,
and Erika says, “What was that? I didn’t catch it! I’ll also need you to
promise to never get that publicly drunk ever again!” Still, Gardenia’s
attempts to assure her that she’s learned are not to Erika’s satisfaction, and
she continues to fuck her without allowing her real relief.
She wriggles the toy inside of her, maximizing pleasure while still denying her
climax, and keeps her like this until her own climax is unavoidable. Erika
doesn’t expect it to feel so overpowering when she finally comes, nor does she
expect the sudden flood of artificial semen rushing out of the toy, filling
Gardenia so rapidly that her stomach swells up as if she’s suddenly nine months
pregnant.
The sensation is too much for her to resist, and even Erika could not keep her
from reaching her orgasm now, her bladder failing her due to how hard she
comes. While she screams out in pleasure, she pees all over the both of them,
before promptly passing out due to sensory overload, something Erika doesn’t
notice for a moment because she’s so overwhelmed herself.
When she finally recovers from her own orgasm and realizes that Gardenia has
blacked out, she decides to worry about cleanup and about scolding her in the
morning, she makes sure that Gardenia is not at risk of choking on her own
vomit in her sleep before going for a shower.
She’s grateful that their hotel room has two beds, so that she can sleep away
from all the mess, and wonders if she should mention to Gardenia another part
of the note from Candice; a message regarding sperm that is a bit more
effective.
***** Chapter 3 *****
After the Snowpoint Christmas party, Flint is preparing for bed when he hears a
knock at his door. When he looks out the peephole, however, he doesn’t see
anyone there, and he wonders if it’s a prank of some sort. Still, he opens the
door anyway, and when he looks down, he sees a young girl in a Magby costume,
with a green vest over it and a green bow in her hair, perhaps in her attempt
to look festive.
She hugs his leg, she introduces herself, saying, “I’m one of Miss Suzuna’s
students, and I’m really interested in becoming a fire specialist!”
He remembers seeing Meghan talking with this little girl at the party, and he
wonders if she’s just a fan that was too shy to approach him before. That seems
like the most likely option, so he invites her in, deciding he can humor her by
talking to her for a little bit, before taking her back to wherever she’s
staying and making sure she gets there safely.
Except, as soon as the door is closed, she springs, yanking down his pants and
boxers, and pulling his member into her open mouth without warning, so quickly
that he has no way to react, much less register what is even happening.
He’s so surprised by her actions, not expecting something so suddenly from
anyone, least of all a girl of her age, and then so overwhelmed by the
sensation that he doesn’t move at all. He’s soon fully hard in her mouth, and
she sucks him off as if she has experience, though he’s almost certain that he
doesn’t. That still doesn’t stop him from coming too quickly, and he assures
himself that it’s just because it’s been a while for him.
But that still doesn’t change the fact that a strange girl just wandered into
his room and sucked him off without warning. He shoots down her throat and she
pulls back to show him the mouthful of come before swallowing it, then hops up,
running for his bed and getting on all fours once she’s on it. She wiggles her
butt and begs, “Please, Master Magmortar! Shoot more of your molten seed in me,
but use my hot little vent this time, please! Meghan told me all about the fun
a Pikachu can have with her Boss Raichu!”
When she’s like this, he can see that she’s cut a hole in the crotch of her
costume, something that was hidden when she stood with her legs together. It
pretty much goes without saying that she isn’t wearing panties, leaving her
girlhood completely exposed to him. In the back of his mind, he knows that he
should definitely send her away, but she looks so cute that it’s hard for him
to go with his better judgment.
Not to mention the fact that, when she looks over her shoulder at him, she
looks like she’s about to cry if he refuses her, and he wonders if this was the
way Meghan got Volkner. If that’s the case, then he can see how Volkner fell
prey to her so quickly, because he is not strong enough to resist, and he
climbs up behind her, giving into her demands and beginning to push his cock
inside of her.
However, he freezes up as soon as she screams in pain at losing her virginity,
asking her, “Is my mischievous little Magby okay?”
“I...I can take it,” she gasps out. “Just give me a minute or two, okay!” So he
gives her time to adjust to having him inside of her, waiting patiently for
her. It takes her some time to stretch around him, to be able to accomodate his
size, but eventually, her breathing begins to steady a bit, and he thinks that
she might be ready for more.
Slowly, he begins to thrust a little bit, and he hears her moan, encouraging
him to continue. Flint is pleased, at least, because being buried inside her
but not being able to move at all was something akin to torture, and it was
very hard for him to keep waiting until she was ready. He only managed because
he had enough decency to know not to hurt the poor thing, even if he couldn’t
resist fucking her.
He takes his time to build up speed, trying to make sure that she’s really
ready for more, but it isn’t very long before he picks up speed so much so that
he’s gripping her waist, holding tight to her and pulling her back onto him to
create an even greater speed. Soon, Flint is pistoning her on his cock, and his
little Magby is little out delicious little cries of pleasure as she comes to
understand exactly what Meghan was describing to her about the sort of fun she
has.
Flint continues giving it to her, losing himself completely in the moment, and
it becomes hard to believe that there was a time when he considered turning her
away or turning her down. Already, he’s fallen completely victim to her charms,
and already he knows that he’s going to want the chance to fuck her as often as
possible, which is exactly what she was hoping for. He is so lost that he
allows himself to come without thinking of the consequences, filling her with
his seed just as she had requested.
It isn’t until he returns to his senses that he remembers what Volkner confided
in him at the party, telling him that Meghan was an incredibly early bloomer
and surprised him by being able to get pregnant so early. He really, really
doesn’t want to have to deal with that possibility and so, without warning, he
relaxes to empty the contents of his bladder inside of her, hoping that this
will be enough to wash away his seed.
His little Magby is thrown by the weird sensation, but also finds it rather
pleasant, and simply asks, “Are you peeing?”
“Yeah…” he mutters.
“Oh. How come?” she asks, as if that’s all there is to it.
“Because...I know Magbys aren’t for breeding, but I’m not taking my chances
with you,” he replies. “I’m just washing everything away to try to make sure
that doesn’t happen.”
“Okay,” she says, and he can’t tell what she’s thinking based on her casual
responses. Whatever the case, they both take some time to rest a bit before he
decides to get them both cleaned up.
Once they are, he says, “I do want to take you on as my apprentice, as soon as
you’re old enough. In the meantime, I’ll be sure to visit you in Snowpoint City
as often as I can, alright? How does that sound?”
Needless to say, she has no objections to that.
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