After some hours, Misty had climaxed almost ten times.
Her body was trembling with aftershocks, pussy still twitching and dripping a mix of saliva, and her own clear arousal.
The Caterpie had finished their "treat," bellies full, crawling lazily off her skin one by one. Her muffled breathing was heavy, eyes half-closed in exhausted confusion.
Ash recalled Misty back into her Slave Ball with a soft pink flash, letting her rest.
Just to be safe, in case she had suffered any physical trauma, he transferred the ball into the healing pod.
Any lingering honey, saliva, sweat, or marks on her body would be cleaned and healed instantly, her skin would become smooth and fresh again.
Ash had to admit, It was actually a pretty good ability from the system. No one even needed to clean themselves afterward, the pod handled everything perfectly.
Daisy was just as tired.
We'd gone five hard rounds, Daisy's pale body slick with sweat and cum, thighs shaking as she lay beneath him, chest heaving.
She moaned softly with every breath, "Ash… I can't… anymore…" Her voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper, green eyes glazed with exhaustion and lingering pleasure.
Ash knelt down beside her, brushing a strand of damp blonde hair from her flushed face.
He leaned in and kissed her forehead gently.
With a quiet "Good girl," he raised her Slave Ball and recalled her in a flash.
The clearing went quiet again, only the distant rustle of leaves and the faint buzz of insects remaining.
Ash stood alone for a moment, catching his breath in the quiet clearing, the forest air cool against his skin.
He summoned Delia next.
She appeared in a warm flash of light, her familiar figure materializing in front of him.
Mom looked just as she always did: long flowing brown hair, warm brown eyes, soft and caring smile.
She wore nothing other than the thin black choker around her neck, the small tag glinting softly against her bare skin.
Ash pulled a set of clothes from his bag and handed them to her without a word.
Delia took them with a warm, trusting smile, not even asking what they were or why they looked so revealing.
They were from her dear boy, how could she refuse anything he chose for her?
She slipped into them quickly, right there in the forest clearing.
The outfit was soft pink with white accents: a classic apron-style top, tied in a neat bow at the back, the front panel hugging her full, mature breasts gently while leaving her shoulders and arms bare.
The fabric was thin and stretchy, cradling her curves with a loving, motherly fit, yet short enough to show a teasing glimpse of underboob when she moved.
Below, a matching short skirt sat low on her gentle hips, flaring out just enough to sway softly with each step, the hem brushing the tops of her thighs and giving a playful, inviting look without losing that comforting warmth.
It was undeniably sexy, showing off the soft swell of her breasts, the gentle curve of her waist and hips, but it still carried that familiar, nurturing feel, like her usual apron and dress, only bolder, more intimate.
The material clung to her in all the right places, accentuating the body that had carried and cared for him, yet making her look desirable, completely his.
Delia smoothed the apron top down over her chest, the bow at her back pulling it snug. She gave a little twirl, skirt fluttering, and looked at Ash with that same gentle smile.
"Thank you, sweetheart," she said softly, voice warm and full of affection. "Mommy loves it."
Ash wore his normal clothes, jacket open and pants pushed down just enough to keep his hard cock out.
Delia pressed close to him immediately in understanding, arms wrapping around his neck in a loving embrace.
Ash's mouth latched onto one of her large, round breasts, tugging the soft pink apron down just enough to expose the full, pale mound and its stiff pink nipple.
Warm, sweet milk flowed down his throat as he suckled greedily, creamy and rich like vanilla, filling him with energy and calm.
Delia moaned softly with every pull, "Ahh~♡… Ash… my sweet boy…", her voice gentle and loving, fingers cradling the back of his head as her body trembled lightly against his.
The milk energized him, and he couldn't wait any longer.
Ash slid one arm under her thighs, the other around her waist, lifting her easily against him.
Delia gasped in surprise, then wrapped her long smooth legs around his back, ankles locking behind him, her short skirt riding up completely.
He guided his hard cock to her entrance.
The flushed head parted her warm, slick folds, spreading the soft pink labia wide as he pressed forward.
With one smooth push, he slid deep inside her, the tight, wet heat of her pussy enveloping him inch by inch until he was buried to the end.
Delia moaned louder, "Ohhh~♡… Ash… yes…♡", her walls clenching tight around him, wet and welcoming, the familiar heat of her body pulling him in.
He started walking deeper into the forest, each step thrusting his cock inside her in a steady rhythm.
Delia clung to him, arms tight around his neck, legs hugging his back as he fucked her with every step.
"Ahh~♡… mmm~♡… my sweet boy… deeper…♡", Delia moaned into his ear, her voice breathy and loving, warm breath tickling his skin as her hips rolled to meet each thrust.
The wet slap of their bodies echoed softly through the trees, her pussy gripping him tighter with every step, warm juices coating his shaft and dripping down his balls.
Ash held her firmly, hands gripping her soft ass, lifting and dropping her onto his cock as he walked, the forest path forgotten, only the feel of his mother's body around him, her moans filling his ears, her milk still sweet on his tongue.
….
Days passed in a comfortable rhythm: training Misty in quiet clearings, long walks through the forests and routes, and whenever the mood struck, enjoying my women however I wanted.
Misty changed slowly but surely.
She wasn't scared of Caterpie anymore.
I'd release one near her just to test, and she'd flinch at first, green eyes going wide, body tensing, but then she'd hesitate, reach out a hand, and let it crawl onto her palm.
"It's… not so bad," she'd mutter softly, cheeks turning pink, her orange ponytail swaying as she watched the little green Pokémon wiggle harmlessly across her skin.
No panic. No screams.
Just quiet acceptance.
But strangely, no system notification ever came.
The mission should have been completed. Her fear was clearly gone, Misty didn't scream or panic anymore when a Caterpie crawled near her.
I wondered why the system hadn't notified me yet.
Maybe because Misty's bug phobia started with a childhood incident involving Weedle.
Did I have to do the same thing with Weedle to fully complete it?
Weedle were a bit more dangerous, their poison sting could actually hurt if things went wrong.
I wasn't ready to take that risk yet, not with the sharp stingers and the chance of real injury.
So for now, normal training continued. We'd deal with Weedle later when I had a better plan…
One day, as I walked with Daisy again, my hand was inside her tiny blue denim shorts.
She wore one of Misty's old outfits I'd kept: the bright yellow crop top stretched tight over her pale, full breasts.
The shorts were unzipped just enough for my hand to slide easily into her warm, wet pussy. I stroked her slowly as we walked, feeling her walls clench around my fingers with every step.
No panties, of course.
I stroked her slowly as we walked, two fingers curling inside her slick walls, thumb brushing her clit with every step.
Daisy moaned softly, "Ash… mmm… right there…", her long blonde hair swaying in the breeze, green eyes half-lidded with pleasure, cheeks flushed as she leaned into me for support.
Her hips rocked gently against my hand, wetness coating my fingers more with every thrust, her soft gasps mixing with the rustle of leaves around us.
Suddenly, while walking, a familiar blue screen popped up in Ash's vision.
[Ding ding!]
[Mission: Obtain a Queen Beedrill's egg (shiny female: future queen)
Reward: 5 Heart Ball
Time limit: 5 days]
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- If I release 1 chapter on Patreon → 1 chapter here
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In other words, public releases are now directly tied to what gets posted for patrons.
From now on, I will release extra/bonus chapter based on power stone goals.
The target for the first bonus is 100 power stones.
I'll announce the next challenge after this one is completed.