Ash had finished with Jessie.
He slowly pulled out from her ass, the tight ring clinging until the swollen head popped free with a wet "pop".
A thick trickle of his cum immediately followed, leaking from her stretched hole in slow, creamy rivulets that ran down her trembling thighs, mixing with the mess on the ground.
Jessie lay bent over the counter, utterly spent.
Her body trembled in exhausted waves, ponytail completely unraveled, magenta hair plastered to her sweat-slicked back and flushed cheeks.
Her eyes were half-lidded and glassy, unfocused in shattered bliss, drool still pooling beneath her cheek.
Her breasts heaved with ragged breaths, nipples swollen and dark from earlier teasing, skin glistening with sweat and faint red marks from his hands and spanks.
Her ass cheeks were red from the slaps, the hole still slightly gaping, twitching faintly as more cum bubbled out.
Ash took out the red anal plug from his system space.
He pressed the tip against Jessie's slightly gaped rear entrance, still leaking a slow trickle of his cum.
With gentle pressure, he pushed it in slowly until the flared base sealed snugly against her rim, trapping his thick seed deep inside her.
Jessie let out a soft, exhausted whimper as the plug stretched her again, the fullness making her shiver.
Her body tensed for a moment, then relaxed completely, a faint, contented sigh escaping her lips. The sensation of being filled and sealed felt strangely comforting after the roughness, her overstimulated nerves humming with lingering pleasure.
Ash brushed his fingers through her messy magenta hair, tucking loose strands behind her ear.
He leaned down and kissed her forehead tenderly, then her temple, murmuring against her skin, "You were amazing, Jessie…"
Jessie nodded weakly, eyes half-closed in hazy bliss, a small, tired smile tugging at her lips. She felt strangely safe and cherished in that moment, body limp and heavy with satisfaction.
Ash took out the Slave Ball, pressing the button with a soft click, drawing her exhausted, form inside in a smooth swirl before closing with a quiet ding.
Ash stepped into Nurse Joy's private room.
The room was spacious and softly lit, with warm pink walls, a large bed with crisp pink sheets, a small desk in the corner, and the faint scent of antiseptic mixed with something floral from a vase of flowers on the nightstand.
But the scene in front of him made him pause.
Ash stepped into Nurse Joy's private room and the sight made him pause.
One clone lay sprawled on the floor, cock hard and glistening. Pikachu was eagerly licking along its length, tiny tongue working in quick, needy laps while one paw stroked her own dripping pussy, fingers circling her clit in frantic little motions.
The other clone simply stood on the edge of the bed, watching silently.
Ash sighed, rubbing his temple.
He shook his head, a mix of amusement and exasperation crossing his face.
The clones vanished in twin flashes of light the moment he dismissed them.
Pikachu tumbled forward with a startled "Pika?!" as the cock she was licking disappeared.
She landed on her paws, tail lashing in frustration, cheeks puffed out in angry confusion.
"Pika-pi! Pika-chu!" she huffed, glaring at the empty space where her treat had been, clearly upset she'd been denied her reward just as she was about to taste the white stuff.
Ash ignored her pouting for now and withdrew her back into her Ball.
His attention shifted to the woman lying gracefully on the bed in the center of the room, completely naked, held firmly by soft ropes that looped around her wrists and ankles.
Her wrists were bound high above her head, arms stretched upward toward the bed ceiling, shoulders pulled sharply back in a deep arch.
This lifted and presented her full, heavy breasts, the pale mounds swelling outward, light pink nipples stiff and puckered, standing erect and sensitive in the cool air.
Her legs were upward sharply, ankles pulled high and tied tight to her arms near her wrist.
Thighs splayed wide apart in an obscene split, soles facing outward, every intimate inch laid bare.
The smooth, shaved lips of her pussy parted naturally, glistening pink folds slick with arousal, her swollen clit stood shamelessly at the top.
Lastly, her light pink lace panties were placed directly over her face, the soft fabric draped across her nose and mouth like a mask, covering her eyes only partially so her peaceful, unconscious expression remained visible beneath it.
A Poké Ball gag pressed the panties deeper, the round ball creating a tight seal over her mouth.
Her nurse uniform lay in a messy pile on the floor nearby, blouse, skirt, and stockings discarded carelessly.
Ash walked on the edge of bed, watching her chest rise and fall slowly in suspension.
He sighed softly, shaking his head with a faint, amused smile.
Why does the clone always do this perverted stuff? he thought.
It didn't matter much right now.
Nurse Joy was still asleep, breathing even and calm.
Looks like I'll have to wait a while after all. I need to explain things to her before I start… or it would be considered non-consensual.
He settled in, eyes fixed on her bound, exposed form, a quiet anticipation building in his chest.
Meanwhile, while he was waiting for Nurse Joy to wake up, Ash took out Delia's Ball from his system space.
With a soft click and flash of pink light.
She materialized in front of him.
She looked at Ash, her son with soft motherly eyes, a small smile curving her lips.
Ash told Delia something quietly.
She nodded with a soft "Mhmm… I'll do it," her hand pressing against his chest once more, eyes flicking toward the bound Nurse Joy behind him.
"But you must give Mummy her reward later," she added, voice low and teasing.
Ash nodded.
He handed her a few items from his system space.
Delia took them, smiled, and left the room.
Ash watched her go, a faint smile on his lips, then turned back to the bed where Nurse Joy lay bound and unconscious.
The room was silent except for her steady breathing.