Ash pulled out slowly from Misty, his cock still twitching as the last thick pulses emptied deep inside her.
A heavy gush of warm white liquid followed immediately. It spilled from her stretched, puffy pussy in slow, creamy rivulets.
It trickled down her inner thighs and pooled on the cool floor beneath her in a small, glistening puddle.
Misty's chest rose and fell in deep, satisfied breaths. A dreamy, blissed-out smile curved her lips. Her cheeks were flushed pink. Her eyes were half-closed and glassy.
Her Azumarill tail lay relaxed behind her now. The blue orb rested still against the floor, no longer flicking with energy, only soft, occasional twitches of afterglow.
Beside her, Delia was in much the same state. She rested with her arms flung out to the sides, legs parted wide, knees drawn up slightly.
Thick white streams oozed from her bare, reddened pussy, sliding down her plump thighs and dripping onto the tiles.
Her breasts heaved with each breath, heavy and full. Small, pale beads of milk still formed at the tips, glistening under the lights.
Ash had drunk deeply from her earlier, sucking hard until she whimpered and overflowed. It left her breasts swollen, sensitive, and slightly tender now.
Delia's face glowed with contentment. A soft, lazy smile played on her lips. Her eyes stayed closed in pure satisfaction, lashes fluttering now and then.
A faint sheen of sweat made her skin shine under the Center lights. She looked utterly relaxed, completely claimed and happy.
Both women lay there side by side on the cool Pokémon Center floor, bodies spent and marked. Cum continued to leak slowly from their well-used pussies, forming small, shiny pools beneath them.
Their breathing gradually synced, slow, deep, peaceful.
Ash knelt between them for a moment longer. His chest rose and fell as he caught his own breath. He looked down at the two beautiful, satisfied women, cum still glistening on their skin and dripping from between their legs.
Misty let out a soft, happy sigh. "That… was amazing… Ash"
Delia reached over lazily, her fingers finding Misty's and intertwining. "Mmm… more than amazing…," she murmured, voice husky and content.
Ash smiled faintly, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow.
He reached into his system space and pulled out two small slave balls.
He withdrew both.
Ash stood slowly, putting his pants back up and straightening his shirt. He stepped outside the Pokémon Center for a walk, breathing in the cool night air to see if any new missions might trigger.
For about a few minutes he strolled aimlessly through the quiet city streets, hands in pockets admiring the rocky view.
Just as he passed the nearby police station, the familiar chime rang in his mind.
[Mission: Make Officer Jenny Your Slave
Reward: Upgrade Pokémon Training Space]
[Note: To make Officer Jenny your slave you need to have intercourse 3 times in vagina and 2 times in anal]
He glanced toward the station entrance. Officer Jenny was just stepping outside on patrol, her blue uniform crisp, posture alert as always.
Ash composed his face into one of calm concern. His acting skills were honed sharp from countless encounters.
He walked over quickly.
"Officer Jenny," he said, voice steady and urgent. "I think there's trouble. Someone's hurting Pokémon in the alley behind the Center. Can you check with me? We need to stop this."
Jenny frowned, hand instinctively moving to her belt.
"Show me."
Ash led her out into the narrow alley. The moment they were out of sight, he summoned two clones.
They were silent, identical, naked, and appeared behind her in an instant.
Before she could react, the clones grabbed her wrists. They pinned them behind her back with firm, unyielding strength.
Jenny's eyes widened in shock. Her body tensed hard.
"What are you mmph…!"
Ash moved fast. He pressed a Poké Ball gag over her mouth, sealing her lips with a soft click and locking behind her head. The muffled sound came out as a low, frustrated "mmf... nghh..."
"Shh…. No screaming. This will be quick. And you will understand why I did this. Don't worry," he said gently. His tone was calm and almost soothing.
Jenny struggled. Muffled grunts escaped the gag, but the clones held her securely.
Ash first took out rope from his system space. He looped it up to secure her arms behind her back.
More ropes crossed her chest. They cinched tight under and over her breasts. They forced her breasts to bulge against the purple uniform top.
Her body arched slightly against the alley wall. Her legs were forced together. Her knees bent. Her thighs trembled.
All while she kept struggling. Her mind raced behind the gag. What is he going to do? He knows I'm an officer...
Ash looked at her calmly. He gave each clone clothes before sending one to each side to keep watch.
Then he placed his hand on her police cap. The cap shimmered and vanished into his system space. Her green hair spilled free, slightly tousled.
Officer Jenny's eyes darted wildly. Confusion flashed across her face. How did he do that? She felt the cap disappear from her head without him even grabbing it.
Her gaze flicked around frantically, searching for his hand, for any sign of how it happened.
His hand stayed steady in the air where the cap had been. Then it slowly moved lower, toward her uniform top. Jenny's fear spiked. No…
He moved to her uniform top. His palm touched the fabric. It dissolved away in a soft flash, leaving her in a simple blue bra that hugged her full breasts tightly.
Jenny's muffled cry sharpened. "Nngh! No...!"
Her eyes darted in panic. She jerked against the ropes again as she realized what he was planning to do.
For her now, It didn't matter how he was making the clothes disappear. The real question burned in her mind, why was he stripping her…?
Ash didn't pause. He placed his hand on her bra next. The material vanished instantly.
Her heavy breasts bounced free, pale and full. Her pale pink nipples were already stiff from the cool air and adrenaline. They rose and fell with her rapid breathing. Faint red marks from the ropes framed them.
Jenny's face burned crimson above the gag. She shook her head frantically.
Nooo... please... I'm an officer... stop…
The muffled sounds leaked out around the gag. Wet, desperate "mmph... nngh... hhhmmph..." escaped. Each one vibrated uselessly against the firm gag.
The Poké Ball gag reacted instantly to her screams. As the muffled cries grew louder and more frantic, it opened inside her mouth and activated its special feature.
Several small, slick tentacles emerged from hidden compartments within the ball. They spread out slowly like soft tendrils.
They coiled around her tongue. They wrapped gently but firmly, caressing and pressing in rhythmic pulses. The stimulation deepened with every attempt to scream.
The more she struggled and cried out, the more the tentacles stimulated her. They slid along her tongue. They flicked against the roof of her mouth. They teased the sensitive underside in slow, deliberate strokes.
Each vibration from her voice triggered stronger waves of unwanted pleasure. It made her throat tighten. Her body shuddered involuntarily.
She felt the gag pulse slightly with each frantic swallow. It seemed to mock her silence. It punished every desperate sound with deeper, insistent stimulation that blurred the line between resistance and helpless arousal.
Ash's voice stayed gentle as he ran his fingers through her hair. "I'm sorry," he said softly. "But you will understand soon."
His hand lowered to her skirt. The fabric disappeared under his touch. Her blue panties followed a second later, gone in a quiet shimmer…