eaenidu Wrote:Name: Maeve Ó Dubhuidhe
Gender: Female
Appearance: https://us.rule34.xxx//images/3044/ed190c6f9b996b892f5264d4172eaad2.jpeg?3413318
Bio: Maeve is the daughter of a rather strong pokemon trainer Ciaran Ó Dubhuidhe, her mom was a pretty famous trainer in her time, even though she had a natural inclination to dark types she used all, Maeve always looked up to her mom and wanted to be a trainer like her, she also really liked training her own body thinking it was good training for the future, once she got ready and set for her journey she set up with the pokemon her mom said was her starter, once she was finally away from town and her overprotective mom she decided to let it out, wondering what cute little thing she got...Staring at the fully evolved mon she huffed "I'm gonna take you right back to mom and get an actual starter." she muttered, when something happened...
Turn Ons: Futa, Shemale, Impreg, Bestiality, Mind Control, Sleep Sex, Drugged Sex, Drunk Sex, Taken Advantage of, tricked into sex, Lesbian, Being the Sub, Humiliation, Sex For Cash/Betting.(And a Lot more these are just the super big ones off the top of my head for this game lol)
Turn Offs: Scat, Guro, Vomit, Orgasm Denial, Human Men.
As the form of your new Pokemon took shape, your first hint that something was off was that it stood over you at roughly 6 and a half feet tall. When the light show finally calmed down, your mother's Slowking stood before you in all her regal glory. As soon as you spoke your intentions her normally aloof demeanor changed for a far more serious one, and you felt your body surrounded by something. It prevented you from moving as you felt words pushed into your mind. 'No, I don't think so. Your mother has kept me holed up in that house for far too long, and it was very difficult to swap the Pokeball she'd planned to give you with my own, so you certainly won't be sending me back.'
She turned around walking into an area of tall grass, and you felt your body following her against your will. Your body was well trained, but you simply couldn't resist the power of her mind with it, and soon the two of you were well out of sight. Stopping, she pats her lap, and you're soon sitting in it. With her power, she lifts up your shirt and begins flopping your tits about while watching them bounce over your shoulder. The power holding your jaw shut loosened, but you felt pressure against your lungs preventing you from taking a deep enough breath to raise your voice. 'Mmm, such a supple body. It pleases me to know my new slave is of such fine breeding.' Her own tits were pressed into your back, but the more pressing concern was the cock you could feel against your ass.