Pokémon: Cast Away [Ze Blitzkrieg]

[Lazy Kitsune]

Volta's mouth was wet with saliva in before you brought her to the tree. She had been clearly drooling against your robe for much of the time her teeth were clamped onto it and you were stirring up her insides with your steps. She's left a damp patch behind and a trail of spit that connects her lips to it which breaks as soon as you press her back to the tree behind her. She gasps out at the feeling of being pinned like this, before letting out a cute moan as her depths are claimed even further by a more forceful thrust. "B-Buh-Bryce!" she cries out, shocked by this turn of events but far too overwhelmed by the feeling of you pumping your hips into her to even think about stopping you.

She tries to keep some level of volume control to her voice, but her gasps and moans come out more and more regularly without your robe to bite onto - especially now that you were free to ravage her body with greater ferocity. As you kiss up to her jaw, her arms fly back, gipping onto the trunk of the tree behind her, her fingers digging into the bark as you rocked her body deep and hard.

"F-fuck! Bryce! Be careful." she pleads, her eyes rolling up in her head as he perky tits shook in front of yours eyes on her slim body. Your cock stretches her open enough for you to drive your head against her very depths, feeling her thighs clench at every thrust. Your balls clap against her cheeks, the slapping muffled by the soft fuzz that covers her butt. You can see your cock, as thick as it is, stretching her out enough to show a bulge running up from her cunt towards her belly button - pushing deeper in still as you slipped yourself entirely within her. "So deep! I ~ung~ I had no idea I could fit so much inside me~ ~ung~ ~ung~ ~ung~ Bryyyyceeee~"

Harmless sparks fly from Volta's cheeks, nipples and plus shaped tail as you feel her body start vibrating all the more intensely around you. You've brought her to orgasm, and you feel your dick wonderfully rewarded for it. While Volta's eyes cross and drool runs down her chin with a blissed out expression on her face that makes you suspect you might very well have just fucked her brains right out of her, her cunt works with extra charge to thrum its love and care all around your dick.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Fuck! Volta might not have had the curves of some of the other women in Hardnut, but there was something so ridiculously erotic about slamming her tight little body against a tree and just manhandling it. It wasn't just that he could feel himself carving her out, pumping hot, fat dick where it had likely never been before and molding her to his shape, but he could see it happening too. Hitting it deep as deep went, going where nobody else had gone before. The only thing that kept him from locking lips with her, from dominating her further, was the sweet, sexy moans she made for him, the way she seemed to sing his praises on instinct, pulling him in harder and harder every time he threw himself up against her, all but crushing her body against the trunk of the tree that so valiantly supported their frenzied fucking. There was something so freeing about it all, being able to fuck right out in nature, albeit it cloistered away behind bushes and trees to give them just that little bit of necessary privacy. Though he didn't doubt Volta's voice was traveling far enough for someone to hear it—a naughty little treat for whoever was lucky enough to be passing by.

"Yeah? You like it like this? Nice and deep and, ah, fuck, full? Then take it! It's all yours, baby. Every big, thick, throbbing inch is yours!"

If she was absolutely wringing him to the nuts before she hit her peak, after she finally hit her plateau and started to cum herself stupid around his cock, the sensation of her thrumming pussy nearly sent him to his peak right then and there. He buried his face into her neck, all but snarling as he felt the static on her fur dance across his body, leaving goosebumps and shivers in its wake. Kicked into overdrive by the current flowing along his sex, egging him ever more on, he started to piston between her curling legs like a man possessed, his rhythmic fucking becoming reckless and wild as he felt himself beginning to be dragged down and down and down into the precipice of blissful agony by Volta's pulsing pussy. Feeling her drool on his shoulder, he found himself unable to resist the urge to taste more than just the cozy fuzz along her neck, where he had all but sunk his teeth to try and keep from yelling. Pulling back just enough to reposition, he lurched forward to claim her tongue with his own, a hot, sloppy, messy affair of a kiss that served to muffle the appreciation that accompanied his pursuit of pleasure.

A pleasure that he found after rutting her for only a short while longer, his desire to bust the nut that his lover's body had been building up since she sandwiched his cock against her tummy winning out over the desire to play Volta's body like a fiddle for as long as he could. His nuts went taut against his body as he felt his orgasm surge, and his cock throbbed in rhythm with the oscillations of Volta's folds as he pressed against her once, twice, and then a final third time, the first of many ropes spewing from his wide head to fill her deepest, most intimate parts. Snarling into her lips, Bryce held her as tight against him as he could manage without hurting her, his every instinct telling him that he needed to feel as much of her body against his own as possible in that moment. Encouraged by the buzzing of her sex, his own release seemed prolonged, every throb bringing with it another huge wad as he emptied himself as was proper: between the legs of a fuck-drunk lover.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Responding was beyond Volta's capabilities right now - that is, outside of responding with moans and breathless cries of joy as your cock drives her senseless with each thrust. Still, you have no doubt your words sink into her along with your shaft, her mind as open to you as her body was given just how much you had fucked her brain into pudding against this tree. Her cute little tits draw your eyes as they continue to spark in the lingering shocks of her orgasm still running through her body. Her nipples stuck tall out of the fuzz of her breasts, rounded and needy and oh so sensitive looking. Her ears flopped against the tree as she found the top of her head pressed against it as she lifted her muzzle up to moan even louder as your thrusts didn't relent even after she came, her back and neck arching as she lost control of her body.

You taste deeply of her, her scent, her neck and finally her lips as well. Her moans keep coming, vibrating through your mouth much as her cunt vibrates around your cock. They are muffled however by your lips and the bestial growls you let out as you claim her. Her body, in its entirety, for yourself. When a slight ounce of reason returns to her through the haze of pleasure, her eyes lid as her tongue moves to meet yours. One of her arms pulls from the tree behind her, scratching off some of the bark as it went before she clasped it behind your back in order to pull you close for this kiss, instinct taking over to make this experience as deep as possible.

As you release comes, you find yourself pumping your hot load into a pussy that gripped hungrily for your seed. Throb after throb after throb - even after having made messy releases already this day, you still seemed to have plenty to share with the cute Plusle - no doubt from how worked up she and the other women of Hardnut had made you. Now you could feel the triumph of seeding one of these Pokégals. You were human, which gave you no egg group... though you had no idea how that would impact things when it came to anthropomorphic Pokémon. Could it be that in due time you'll see Volta walking around with a cute baby bump to remember this encounter by?

Regardless of what the future may bring for her, you certainly pump out her womb in the immediate, filling her up enough to stretch a modest bump into her. All she can do is stay sandwiched between yourself and the tree and take it as you pump her with burst after burst of seed, her pussy milking your cock on autopilot while she drools into your mouth.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Thoughts of errant pregnancy flowing through his head, Bryce continued to hold himself tight against Volta's body as he pumped and pumped and pumped until, the occasional rivet squirting out of the seal of their sexes until, finally, his balls relaxed alongside him. It was hard to count how many wads he had fired off inside the petite Plusle, but seeing as though her belly practically bulged with the excess, he was confident in saying it was probably more than her capacity. Something which only made him glow a little brighter with pride. The wet, suckling kiss he shared with her continued as he allowed himself to bask in the tired afterglow of a well-earned orgasm, rocking himself against her with all the gentleness of a lover. The poor girl seemed pretty brain-fried, and he didn't want to just drop her into a puddle of their own making before her legs returned to functioning. Eventually, though, he broke their sloppy kiss for air, sucking in a raspy breath which quickly devolved into a soft, exasperated laugh.

"Heheh... That was... That was pretty intense. There really ought to be a warning for pussy that good," A little crude with his praise, maybe, but he was too content to try and dress up how he felt, "Can't remember the last time I came that hard."

His pleasure, however, might have been of little comfort to her, given her current state. Keeping her pinned against the tree with his weight, he reached around to get a good grip on her legs and hold them tight so she wouldn't fall. Then, with a little shift of his hips, he pulled himself back just enough for his cock head to spring free of her insides, letting the half hard bitch-breaker dangling with a fat dollop of cum hanging from its tip. The majority of his load would follow it out, dribbling out of Volta in a thick, sticky stream. Bryce gave her a few moments to just enjoy the feelings, enjoy their closeness, before he spoke again, running his thumb over her thighs affectionately as he held her.

"How you holding up? Good enough to stand? 'Cause we really ought to get cleaned up before Cotton comes looking for this. Or worse, Hazel and Ohm."

Wouldn't that be something to explain? Good as he was at bullshitting people, he wasn't sure he could concoct a convincing argument to justify plowing somebody else's beloved after fishing her out of a cave.

[Lazy Kitsune]

As she was pumped full to the point of overflowing with your seed, Volta's body gave out in several places. Both her arms relaxed and started to hang from her shoulders, dangling above the ground. Her legs lessened their grip around you, which in turn let more cum spill out from around your cock and coat her thighs. The only parts of her body that still moved with her usual energy was her tongue and mouth, which continued to enthusiastically meet your own, relishing the deep kiss. Given how her moans took on a softer and warmer tone as you made out, you felt you could safely say Volta could join Revelé in the list of Pokémon that enjoyed your kisses. Maybe you could make out with them both one day? Wouldn't that be something... Revelé did say he wanted to learn how to make love to a woman, how better than to give him a live demonstration. Of course, he probably wouldn't get to do more than watch. You've seen his dick, and while it might be more size appropriate for Volta than your own, after having experienced your cock you doubt Volta would appreciate it half as much if Revelé were to try stick his much smaller cock into her pussy. Still, if all went according to plan, no one would be left out as they could both enjoy your cock.

Those were fantasies for the future, however, and you had the just as enjoyable present to deal with right now. As you break the kiss, Volta is left gasping and panting with a far away look to her eyes. Her tongue follows yours out, searching in the air for the intruder that had dominated her mouth just moments ago. Her body still tingles and twitches, lightly caressing your cock with its static even as the energy begins to die down. She doesn't respond as you praise her - or more accurately, her pussy - instead just gazing up at the branches of the tree above you and the sky through that as her body lets out its last few jolts of pleasure before she starts to come back to reality a little more.

She's clearly frazzled from the experience, her fuzz all a mess. Fortunately she was dirty enough already from her time in the caverns, so as long as you could deal with the cum, she shouldn't raise too many eyebrows despite looking like she's been fucked into the most delightful creamy puddle. She groans as you pull out, her eyes narrowing as her body trembles once more from the sensation, before your load begins to spill from her legs and into the dirt below.

"I... uhh... I don't know... maybe... my legs feel a little shaky." she says, her head listing from side to side as she tries to get the world to stop spinning around her. Suddenly her head goes still, and her ears perk up. "Oh! Ohm!" she says, gasping and clasping a hand over her mouth. "I always thought he would be my first kiss!"

Well... she's done a lot more than just kiss you, but if that's what she was going to be concerned about then that was what she was going to be concerned about. "I got carried away... I didn't even think. Ohh... I'll have to make it up to him somehow. Hey, but at least now I know that kissing is fun! And I think I know how to kiss well, too. You're good at kissing, so hopefully some of that's rubbed off on me. So if Ohm does get around to feeling like he's ready to kiss me, then he'll probably enjoy it a lot too!"

She looks down at the state of herself and starts trying to slip from your grip so she can test her legs. With her feet on the ground, she wobbles a bit and reaches out to you for support. "Sorry. You really fucked the feeling right out of my legs. Wow... so that's what a dick feels like. I didn't know they could get that big... I'm not sure how Ohm fits his in his pants, I've not even seen it shape. Guess its some guy trick."

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

"Well, if you ever need any practice, make sure to come find me."

Bryce couldn't help but grin as the words left his lips. Part of him felt kinda bad about the whole affair, given how close Volta and Ohm seemed to be. Another part of him couldn't care less. It wasn't like he went out of his way to fuck the cute little Plusle. She had, quite literally, hopped onto his cock before he ended up going all the way with her, and the sorts of things she had gotten up to leading up to that would have warranted just about any hot-blooded male taking her for a spin. If anything, it was Ohm's fault for not being bolder and taking the opportunities the absent-minded companion doubtlessly presented him with. The early Pidgey and the Caterpie, as it were.

With Volta finally finding her legs, Bryce lowered her down onto the ground carefully, making sure she had a good sense of balance before letting her go. Of course, she ended up leaning on him for support regardless, and given the experience they both shared, he certainly didn't mind propping her up. Especially with the glowing review she gave him after the fact.

"You handled it pretty well for your first go at it. Not many girls can take it that deep that fast and still walk after the fact," His grin only grew as she praised his size, although mention of Ohm's manhood turned it just a little bit sheepish, given how thoroughly he had already humiliated the poor little dude, "Yeah, well... I'm sure he has his methods. Everyone does."

It was rather more productive to actually get Volta back to Ohm than to discuss how he stacked up to him, Bryce decided, and so putting his arm around her with all the gentleness he could manage, he gestured towards the nearby river, which seemed clean and free flowing enough to wash up in. Maybe not ideal, but it was better than both of them showing up smeared—or filled, in Volta's case—with each other's fluids.

"Here, let me help you over and you can at least wash a little bit of the mess away. Then we can head over to the clinic and get you looked over, just to make sure you're alright."

[Lazy Kitsune]

Volta perks up as you compliment how well she handled your dick. "Really? I did good?" she says, her eyes beaming. She does a little jig - you imagined it would have been much more vibrant if she had more strength in her legs, but what little she manages still shakes her tits delightfully for your enjoyment. "I'm glad! And surprised. I felt like I could barely do anything. You were absolutely tearing me up! Honestly, I felt like I was going to split open... but in a good way, if that makes sense." she rests her hand on her abdomen, feeling her insides still recovering from their recent stretch and still filled to the brim with your cum.

Though this was a quick, wild fuck, neither of you had much time to waste. It might not take long for Cotton to return from meeting with Xenarth and she would surely have questions for you if she reached the clinic before you and Volta. You might have a bit more time if Xenarth wished to return with Cotton himself. If his subordinates were to carry him all the way that could slow them down quite a bit. And even if he chose to walk himself, Slaking weren't known for their speediness. Directing Volta over to the river, the two of you both head to the water's edge to get cleaned up.

"Yeah... we made quite a mess... wow... there's so much... No wonder you had to get it out of you, keeping all this in your balls must hurt." she says, gasping as she pushes out a few more dollops of your cum. "Okay, thanks for helping. I've never had to do something like this before." She sits partially within the river, spreading her legs to let you get a look at her well fucked, yet still very tight looking pussy. Her juices and your cum smear the fuzz around her labia, leaving no mystery as to what's happened to her recently. Its still fresh, however, so it shouldn't take too long to clean off. Might involve getting a bit handsy, but that was hardly something to complain about.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

"Well, it can't really be helped. Especially with a cutie like you scurrying under my robe. I don't think you quite understand how, ah, appealing you are."

That much was an understatement. Maybe the males of Hardnut Town were desensitized to seeing all the scantily clad females every day, such that the sight of Volta bouncing around without a top or rubbing all over them might not get them good and ready for rut. If that were the case, well, it was a little hard to feel bad for them. What a problem to have: hanging around too many beautiful women to find any of them particularly appealing any more. Such a fate was something he hoped to avoid, once he managed to settle in on the island. There were way too many babes he wanted to bed for him to get tired of them prematurely.

When Volta settled along the bank and spread her legs to reveal his handiwork, Bryce tried not to leer too much. Reaching over with a quick hand, he ran his fingers along her labia, carefully spreading her pussy so the worst of it could leak out. With the other hand, he decided to cup some water and gently splash it between her legs, working away the wads of cum with the digits not busied by holding her sex open. Looking down at his own cum-stained crotch, he gave her a cheeky little smile.

"Well? Clean me up, would ya? Normally, I prefer a mouth to a hand, but unless you wanna test how much you can pack into your cheeks, I reckon the river ought to do."

[Lazy Kitsune]

She sinks her head between her shoulders, looking up at you with a giddy smile as you compliment how appealing she is. "Oh, I usually think people find me a bit annoying. I know I can be a bit much. Plus, usually men around here seem to prefer the more curvy types. Like your friend, Cotton. I know she's got quite a lot of fans."

Her words melt into gasps once more as you begin lightly touching her labia, spreading her folds apart to make way for your handiwork to flow out from her depths. She squirms her thighs a bit at your touch, her lower lips still very sensitive from what they've just been through. She manages to keep still enough however to let you do your think and start cleaning off and out all your release.

Her eyes find themselves swaying in time with the motions of your cock, even as it hung semi-erect between your legs. Drawing attention to it seemed to have her a bit mesmerised. She licks her lips as you mention the option of using her mouth, but it seems that she agrees that using her hand would be for the best right now.

She wets her palms with the river and tries to cup some water in her hands to take to your cock. She lets it trickle over your shaft before running her hands up and down your cock, gently stroking off and gathering up the smears of your seed and her own juices, before washing them away in the river. "Do you do this a lot? You seem to know exactly what to do every step of the way. Though I bet you get a lot of girls falling for you if you go about rescuing them all the time."

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

It didn't exactly surprise him that Cotton had a number of admirers. It seemed that Rescue 'Mon were popular in Hardnut, for obvious enough reason, and it helped that she was a bit of a bombshell even beyond her abilities to drag people out of danger. Part of him couldn't help but wonder how popular Team Fang was in comparison. True, it seemed like most of the people who they approached seemed not the least bit afraid of them, but that had its own sort of appeal. If the others weren't brave enough to admire the local bad girls, well, that just meant there was more for him to enjoy.

Volta's soft hand on his shaft brought him back into the moment, and he sighed contentedly as she handled it with such care, the cold water helping keep it from springing back to life at the promise of even more stimulation. He had to keep a little something in the tank for Cotton, at the minimum, given how hot and bothered she was getting back in the tunnels. No way she was going to be doing any rescuing if she continued to put off her need to breed, biology being what it was, and he was pretty sure she wouldn't want to prove any accusations right by pouncing on the next male she came across mid-rescue. Not that he would have minded, which she pulled him out of the briny deep.

"You could say that, yeah. I've always had a very... robust need to mate, and there was never a shortage of females to indulge me, back where I came from," It felt a little strange describing the farm girls and housewives of Solaceon Town in such language, but it was true, and he treasured their open-minds and open-legs even far from home, "I'm hoping that'll be the case here, too. Seems like it might. I'm already one-for-one."

His cheeky grin didn't fade as he teased Volta, giving her pretty pussy a little flick as he finished up washing her out. He had packed her full of more than was liable to come out with just a little splashing and a deft finger, but she was tidy enough for their coupling not to be obvious. Besides, he didn't exactly want to wash her completely clean. Science demanded to know whether his swimmers could get her just a little more curvy with time.

"I think that does it. Ready to head back? I suppose we'll have to huddle under the same robe again. Just... try not rubbing up against my crotch again. I can only resist that cute li'l butt of yours for so long."

[Lazy Kitsune]

It wasn't difficult to imagine that a fair number of men in Hardnut town, and perhaps even several of the women to, had mixed feelings on Team Fang in no small part due to how hot they were. You wouldn't be surprised if a few men went home after being shaken down after a "rescue" only to jerk themselves off over the experience. Hydris certainly had the type of sexual confidence exuding from her that likely developed from knowing from first hand experience just how hot people found her. The panties currently stuffed away in your robe pocket might be considered a prized commodity among local men of discerning taste. Vix and Luna might have their fair share of admirers too, if you could draw from human experience as a parallel. Women like them tended to be just as popular as they were potentially abrasive. Perhaps the two came hand in hand. A bit of self-importance is an expected biproduct of being fawned over. You could relate - the effect you've had on Volta and Revelé alone has stroked your ego in wonderful ways already. It's not too hard to see how someone could get carried away with that feeling and start looking down on others if everyone keeps letting them know through words or body language that they're hot stuff.

Though pondering Team Fang can be saved for another moment, given it was Volta currently handling your cock. Not that picturing those scantily clad bullies couldn't go hand in hand with the adorable Plusle running her palms up and down your shaft, but you were trying to avoid getting worked up again right now. At least, as much as possible given the cutie cleaning your cock while still very much flushed from your recent rut against a nearby tree.

"Oh? Is it common for... Cotton said you were Hu-man, right? Is it common for Humans to collect multiple mates?" Volta asks as the two of you start to finish off with your cleaning. "There are some 'mon around here that are like that too, but I think most prefer to have only one life partner once they're ready."

She gasps, kicking her legs up into the air with a light splash as you flick her pussy. "Bryce~" she cries out, mostly playing along and amused by your act of mischief, but you could tell it sparked a bit more pleasure within her too. Your cleaning was done. Although a river wash was hardly an effective form of contraceptive. It could be nothing comes of this, even if you were compatible with each other in that way. But if something did come of it... Typically when Pokémon breed you would expect the child to be the same species as the mother, but did those rules apply here. An odd thought that you might become the father of a Plusle. Maybe it would be worth 'practicing' by getting Volta to call you 'daddy' sometime. Although if those breeding rules still applied, then it wouldn't be too hard to pass off the child as Ohm's... if he ever gets a chance with Volta at this point.

"Your right, we should get going... robe me up again!" she says, getting to her feet and giving her thighs one last pat down. "I don't know if I can avoid rubbing against your crotch, so we may just have to make the journey quick so I don't get you too worked up again."

She leaps up and wraps her legs around you once more, settling into place against your chest as you wrap the robe around her once more. She smiles warmly up at you, settling her cheek against your chest as she lets out a happy sigh. Though, sure enough, its easier said than done keeping her pussy from your cock and you feel a familiar warmth resting against the side of your shaft as her body shifts with your movements. She tries wriggling to avoid making to contact to bad, but that only leads to you grinding against each other once again so she stops.

"Sorry... If you start getting hard again you can... er... you can slip it back inside, so people don't see... just... if you do, maybe don't jostle it around too much... so we don't get distracted again."

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Talking with Volta only made Bryce's mind wander as he finished up his little cleaning ritual. So there were Pokemon who took on several 'mates' at once, were there? That was... interesting. He couldn't say how many of them were open to such an arrangement, given how human women tended to react to the idea of theirs partners getting a little something on the side. But that didn't stop him from fantasizing. Given his... tendencies... Bryce, for all his success with the opposite sex, had never been much for relationships. It just didn't seem all that fair, preaching commitment to one girl while trying to finger bang her sister stupid the next day. But maybe, in Hardnut Town, he could build something a little more permanent with some of the girls. Be the big ol' Tauros he was always meant to be, and keep a harem of dedicated partners. Between that, and the potential for compatibility, his daydreaming led him to wonder just how far it could go. Thoughts of Cotton and Hazel, the girls on Team Fang, Pirouette and little Volta huddled around him with swollen tummies and flushed cheeks. What a Christmas card that would make for back home.

But, the time to fantasize was certainly not now. He had to get Volta back to the clinic before he ended up pushing her face down, ass up on the riverbank. Something she made it all the harder to do with the way she hopped up against his chest and rubbed against him. Part of him wondered again if she were doing it on purpose, especially with how readily she offered to become his dick holster for a second time. A tempting thought, but one he considered the better of. It would be way too hard to explain his heroics to Xenarth, if he managed to trundle off his sofa, if they found him balls deep in the very target of that heroics. Wrapping Volta up tight, he steeled himself, and headed off to the clinic with all due haste.

[Lazy Kitsune]

With your detour and distraction finally resolved, it was time to get Volta back your destination. Pirouette's clinic wasn't far, and while the journey was a little stimulating with the attractive Plusle wrapped around your body and pressed against you beneath your robes, your recent release gave you the inner strength you needed to complete the journey without tossing her to the ground and making sure she was ending the day seeded with your child. You arrive before Cotton's return, sparing you from needing to come up with any excuses involving getting lost on the way to the clinic or needing to stop because of your stubbed toe.

Awaiting in the lobby you spot a handful of familiar faces. Revelé was still by his desk, his magazine open in front of him, though his eyes kept lifting from the pages to look towards the trio that were awaiting you. Hazel and Pirouette were flanking Ohm, who rested upon one of the cushioned seats of the lobby, the two of them working to reassure and comfort him while Pirouette made sure he was well off. One by one their expressions light up as they see you enter the clinic, with Ohm hopping to his feet to scurry over.

"Volta, you're okay! I was so worried!" he cries out.

Volta shifts while holding onto you, but not yet exiting the robe, to look towards her counterpart. "Of course I'm okay! Bryce and Cotton got me out no trouble at all!" she says. There may have been a bit of trouble, with the giant Onix chasing her through the tunnels the entire time, but it seems that didn't dampen Volta's spirits enough for it to be even worth mentioning. "Bryce even carried me out himself. He- Oh!"

She's cut off as Ohm, to overwhelmed to wait for Volta to climb down from you to be hugged properly, leaps at both of you and wraps his arms around you and Volta in one big hug. The sudden press of his body against Volta's does, however, have the slight side effect of pressing her against you in quite a few exciting spots, leading to your parts grinding together a little more intimately. Volta's cheeks flush, and she gulps down a moan before composing herself.

"I'm glad to have you back! And thank you... Bryce, is it? Thank you for saving her!" Ohm says as he concludes his hug, releasing you both and letting his feet flop back down to the floor.

"Bryce really carried you out himself?" Hazel asks, having approached behind Ohm. She gives you a look, not too different from how she looked at you when you intervened at the beach earlier, only now it was all the more palpable how impressed by you she was. When she notices your gaze meet her own, she blushes beneath her fur, glancing away briefly before looking back and giving you a big smile. "I knew you were a good guy, Bryce!"

"Alright everyone, lets give Volta and Bryce some space." Pirouette interjects, stepping between the two of you and your two fans. "How are the two of you holding up? Any injuries? Please, come with me, I'll give you both a look over in my office. I know you were just there not too long ago Bryce, but I'd rather be careful. From the sounds of the townsfolk, there was a bit of a fight down in the orchard. I take it you won." She turns to lead the way to her office, which would give you the opportunity of unveiling Volta's currently unclothed state somewhere more private that in front of the boy who, after seeing him around her even just a short amount of time, is clearly head over heels for Volta.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

A sense of relief washed over Bryce as he strode into Pirouette's clinic. The home stretch had finally been covered, and he managed to do it without stretching Volta out a second time. And with his victory, came the celebration. Something Ohm seemed a little too eager to lead. It was already hard enough to not spring a hard one with a plush little Plusle grinding all over his body, to say nothing of having that Plusle's admirer sandwich her all the hard into him, forcing Bryce to bite down on his lip to keep from groaning as her pussy ground all the harder into his shaft with the force of Ohm's embrace. If only he knew what he was doing while thanking her savior so thoroughly.

"It was nothing, really," In the face of such praise, it only seemed right to lie, given the actual difficulty of escaping the huge Onix, though given his relative lack of defensive abilities, maybe he did deserve praise for running in to grab her anyway, "Just doing what felt right."

It seemed his would-be heroics hit a cord with a more curvaceous cutie, and when Hazel so bashfully avoided eye contact with him only to dazzle him with a cute little smile, he couldn't help but smile back at her, charming as he was like to be.

"Guess you just have a good sense for people, huh?"

Much as he would have liked to praise the fluffy little sweetheart until she flushed through her fur, it seemed Pirouette had more prudence than he did on the matter. And more tact. Whether she knew little Volta was lacking for clothing under his robe, he couldn't tell, but she must have known he was down to his birthday suit, given his only outfit still hung in the back of her clinic.

"I should be alright, but Volta might be a little scratched up. The Onix didn't hit her but she took a couple of falls," Giving her a nod, he hefted Volta a little further up and made his way to follow after the matronly Gardevoir., "Lead the way, doctor."

[Lazy Kitsune]

Hazel and Ohm don't object at all to you being whisked away by Pirouette, even if both seemed eager to continue talking with their respective interests. You catch Revelé's eyes tracing your movement across the clinic floor, heroically carrying Volta to make sure she was cared for properly. Or maybe, with what little extra he knew about you than most did around here, he might have a slightly more accurate sense for why your so closely holding onto the Plusle beneath your robe. Either way his expression is difficult to read, most of his face still hidden by the cover of his magazine as he watched you from out of the corners of his eyes. Curiosity? Admiration? Jealousy? Whatever it is, the moment he notices you see him looking at you, he looks back at the printed tits before him, turning a page to peruse more of his 'reading material'.

You soon find yourself returned to Pirouette's room, so soon after leaving it. Just a short trip to the Orchard ago you busted on both mother and son in here - although one after the other of course and not while they were aware of each other's involvement with you. Now you returned with your third dalliance since arriving in Hardnut - discounting dipping a finger into Hydris' cunt or slapping your balls into Cotton's mouth. Your clothes were no longer in the room, presumably taken by Revelé at some point to be cleaned before being allowed to dry out properly. The table that you fucked Revelé on, however, was very much still here.

The calming atmosphere helps sooth the feelings your memories of this room bring up, as well as the feelings that Volta's pussy rubbing against your cock and her tits rubbing against your chest evoke. Pirouette waits for the door to close behind you before she speaks. "I take it Volta's in a... shall we say, exposed state right now? You never seem to wear much dear, its not surprising that a tussle with a wild one would leave you without much to wear. Though I suppose I'm not one to talk on that front." she adds with a soft giggle, gesturing to the rather tight fitting clothes she wore under her doctor's coat - the kind that would be considered underwear by humans, yet seemed to be not too uncommon primary clothing choices around these parts.

Being called out, Volta sees no reason to hide, nodding at Pirouette's comment as she untangles herself from you and slips out from your robe. The motion almost left you at risk of flashing Pirouette... although she wouldn't see anything she hadn't seen before. She stands naked before the both of you and Pirouette hands her a robe of her own to wear.

"You can borrow this for the time being. And Bryce, I see you've dirtied the robe we lent you quite a bit already. You may change into a clean one, try not to dirty this one right away as well."

"Thankyou. Yeah, I lost seemingly everything at one point or another. I don't mind too much, but I didn't want to cause too much of a scene by striding through town naked. Bryce was kind enough to let me share his robe."

"Oh was he now?" Pirouette asks, raising an eyebrow at you with a smirk. "I'm sure he was very eager to rise to the occasion. Why, I feel like I can see him standing proud right now." She giggles softly once again before holding out a hand.

"You seem in good enough spirits, so I'm sure you're not seriously harmed. Just hold still for a moment while I examine you."

You sit through a familiar experience as Pirouette psychically checks you both over for injuries. At one point she sees fit to spray down Volta's knees with something she kept in her office, but otherwise saw no reason to keep either of you any longer. Soon enough you are both dismissed and able to return to the lobby where Hazel and Ohm wait eagerly to see you return.

This time they are accompanied by Cotton whose made her way back from visiting Xenarth. The hulking Elder hasn't seen fit to return with her, it seems, however she hasn't come back alone. Sylvia seems to have come in her husband's place and smiles warmly as she sees you and Volta come out from Pirouette's office.

"Everything alright?" Cotton asks as you approach. Pirouette nods from behind you and Volta. "They are both in good health. I suggest rest, especially for Volta, though I imagine such advice may very well fall on deaf ears."

She sighs as she looks down at Volta, whose already darted off to run circles around Ohm. "It was incredible! There was this Onix and it was tearing its way through the ground, then Bryce was carrying me and Cotton kicked it and then the tree got torn out of the ground and rarrr!" She seemed to give up actually giving any details of her story part way through, resulting instead to mimicking a much cuter version of Hydris' roar. Ohm's head spins around, barely able to keep up with Volta, and seemingly getting dizzier by the second in the attempt. Though he seems enormously happy to have her back safely.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

If nothing else, it was good to see Volta unharmed and still in good spirits. Although, from what little he knew of her, it seemed difficult to catch her in bad spirits. Not that most folks didn't have a pep in their step after getting some good dick and a clean bill of health. Exasperated though Pirouette was with the little Electric-type and her boundless energy, Bryce was less interested in her ability to rest and more interested in just what it was that brought the Elder's wife down to the clinic. Sure, she might serve as his eyes and ears, making sure to check in on the villagers and ensure nobody was too badly injured by the wild Onix that had come so close to the town. But the selfish part of him couldn't help but hope that she was there with tidings for him, good tidings at that. She did seem to indicate she would advocate on his behalf, when they last spoke a few hours prior.

"Doesn't seem like I'll have much opportunity to rest, with how things have gone so far," Bryce gave the physician an answer as he brought his gaze towards the Vaporeon, offering her a friendly smile to match her own "I didn't expect to see you again so soon. To what do I owe the honor of meeting the Lady of Hardnut a second time in one day?"

[Lazy Kitsune]

Sylvia returns your smile with a warm one of her own, folding her arms in front of her. The soft and loose silk of her kimono shifts with the movements of her arms, slipping past her shoulders and showing off more of her impressive cleavage. If her matronly body didn't leave her with such a bountiful bust, her clothing might be likely to droop past her tits - however a combined effort of her naturally curvaceous form and her arms pressing her heavy breasts together and plumping them up helped keep her publicly presentable. At least by Hardnut standards, but that amount of cleavage and thigh on show would be better suited for a pinup magazine in any human town than on the body of the local leader's wife.

"It's good to see you again, Bryce. Please, there's no need to be quite so formal with me. You helped - and it seems impressed - my daughter after all." she glances briefly over to Hazel with a slight smirk. The young Eevee shrinks back a little, her faced flushed enough for it to come through her fur. "Just call my Sylvia. And I come with both good news and an invitation."

She steps towards you and, bows graciously and low, the motion bringing no insignificant amount of jiggling before your eyes. As she rises up from the bow she begins to speak. "Elder Xenarth and I were in discussions about the initial decision to request your... departure from the town. My husband is a very strong leader, and a man of much conviction - though this can often leave him quite stubborn when it comes to the strangest things. Fortunately no one knows how to talk to him better than I. And it seems you yourself were able to provide plenty of points in your favour since you departed from our company just a short while ago. When Cotton arrived with news of your heroics, it gave weight to the arguments that you should stay - at least for however long you would need to before you can find a way for you to return to your home - that even my husband could not deny. Not only had you stepped in for the protection of our beloved daughter in your first moments of arriving upon this island, but since coming to our town you have already put your own wellbeing at risk to protect the life of one of our locals - a stranger whom you never met before. Such bravery and skill is undeniable, and represent well the core virtues that this town was built upon and still values most of all to this day. Even as I accompanied Cotton back to the clinic, we crossed paths with even more townsfolk eager to tell the Elder of the mysterious stranger's heroics this day. You've made quite the impression, Bryce. On all of us."

There was a hint to her tone voice with that last comment. Something... inviting. Perhaps it was just your imagination, or wishful thinking. It certainly would be quite an enticing thought, that Sylvia may be 'impressed' by you in more ways than just as a Good Samaritan. Regardless, she doesn't let the moment linger for long before she continues. "We would be honoured if not only did you stay in Hardnut for longer, but that you attended a celebration held at the Elder's home this evening to welcome you to this town. In fact." she turns to look around, raising her voice. "There will be an open invitation for all to come to join in on the festivities and get to know our new friend from across the ocean."

This gets the attention of a fair few within the clinic who murmur among themselves. Volta stops circling Ohm in order to take note and seems to begin encouraging him to go to this party with her - not that he needs much encouragement to accept. While Pirouette, Cotton and Hazel were all close by enough to already be considered part of this conversation, you note Revelé perk up as he hears Sylvia's words. Given how he's been keeping an eye on you whenever you've been nearby, you suspect he's already been listening in even before Sylvia addressed the room. Though now that an open invite has been made to this party, you can't help but feel like he's perked up to pay even more attention.

"I will be letting the townspeople know. Its short notice, I understand, so not everyone may be able to make it. But it should still be a good opportunity to get to know the people of Hardnut town. I do hope you will join. It would be a terrible shame if the guest of honour did not attend his own welcoming party." She turns her attention back towards her daughter. "And Hazel, dear. Be sure to show up before the party begins. I'll help you pick out an outfit to suit the occasion."

Hazel seems to grumble something you'd expect from a daughter not wanting to be fussed over by her mother while in public, giving a glance in your direction quickly.

Cotton walks up beside you, giving you a quick jab to your arm. "We should probably go see Silky soon then, huh? Don't want the guest of honour showing up without something nice to wear."

"Oh, you'll be seeing Silky?" Sylvia asks. "Very well, I will accompany you. Silky's best can be a lot to afford, or inspire for that matter, but she'll make you something suitable at my request. Its the very least I could do as thanks for all that you've done so far."

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Good tidings and good sights, it would seem, though Bryce had to fight his baser instinct to enjoy everything Sylvia showed off to him. It was honestly hard to say whether or not she did such a thing intentionally. Most of the women in Hardnut seemed to detest the notion of particularly conservative clothing, so it might have just been the style of the island, to leave so much titflesh exposed in your pretty garment that a man could practically drown in it. On the other hand, she surely had to know the kind of effect her body had on people. He recalled talk that Sylvia had even specially commissioned her garment, tailoring it for her particularly... motherly body. The way she bowed deeply, then hopped up, drawing eyes to her, it felt intentional. Maybe she got off on it. Being the poised, refined lady of the town, untouchable to all but unearthly in her desirability. He certainly enjoyed the thought of getting off on in. In her, too. And the way she spoke to him, the look in her eye... well, maybe he was reading too far into it, but it was the sort of look a lonely farm-wife gave him when he volunteered to help repair her fence. The sort of look that precluded her 'repaying' him later that day on the kitchen table, or up against the wall of the barn if they couldn't make it inside.

His imagination was getting the better of him, though. He needed to keep his eye on the prize; and the prize was apparently well in-hand! His heroics had guaranteed him a spot in the town, and a seat at a banquet in his honor, even. If he hadn't made out like a bandit in the hours prior, he certainly had now. The adoration of at least a few hotties, the admiration of the town folk, a good meal, new clothes, and a place to stay. Sure, he wasn't exactly sure how long it would be until he needed to go home—if there was even such a possibility, the dead man theory being what it was—but that was a problem for the Bryce of tomorrow, not the Bryce of today. The Bryce of today would enjoy being spoiled by Hardnut Town. The matriarch of Hardnut Town, to be specific.

"You really don't need to go to all that trouble for me," He offered a sheepish smile for show, rubbing at the back of his head to appear modest, "But, it is rude to refuse a lady's hospitality. I'd be happy to come, Sylvia."

The matter of payment was an important one, in the grand scheme of things. Even if Xenarth seemed to focus on a sense of community and the helping of thy neighbor, Hydris' focus on being paid for her labor proved that there was at least a primitive market system. Barring Silky's charity, whatever garments it was she produced would likely have to have been paid by Cotton, in his stead. And she was already quite cross with him for stuffing his balls in her mouth. Better to let the wealthy wife of the town's leader cover the bill, especially if she was offering to do so.

"Jeez, you certainly know how to flatter a guy, don't you? I suppose I can't say no even if I wanted to, unless bath robes are considered formal wear around here. Please, lead the way."

[Lazy Kitsune]

"That's wonderful to hear!" Sylvia says, her smile widening. You catch Cotton rolling her eyes to your side, clearly not buying your faux modesty - not that it mattered really. You doubted she would have any genuine criticisms of you attending a party being thrown for you or letting the Elder's wife pay for your clothes. Although you suppose she might have some grounds for being a bit huffy about what was happening right now. Saving Volta was as much because of her as it was you - perhaps even more so as it was her insistence on saving Volta instead leaving Ohm to pay off Hydris that led to the rescue, and she was the one that fought of the Onix while you escaped. No doubt even that feat may get overshadowed somewhat when Hydris and her lackies return to tell the tale of how they beat the beast that was terrorizing Volta while you rescued her - leaving poor Cotton with even less recognition despite her efforts.

And then there was the other matter of her to be a bit huffy. You may have gotten a release since the caves, but she had not. And you didn't even have to worry about periodically entering into heat. If you were right in your assessment that Cotton was trying to stave off entering into heat right now, then those feelings won't have gone away. You know from looking after Pokémon from the Buneary line and others that heat didn't go away the same way a raunchy mood might. There were no cold showers for Cotton's condition. It could last for months if not sated properly. And despite how much of an undeniable catch Cotton was, you've not seen any local 'mon come around to check up on their hot Rescue-Mon girlfriend, even after all the noise of Volta's rescue. If Cotton had any local partners that could scratch that itch of hers, they probably would have at least have been mentioned by now. She was single, and very likely biding her time for a moment she can slip off on her own to desperately try and calm her bodies urges. Potentially that might ease her heat, but it would only build up again afterwards.

For now though, she seems able to hang around you and the others without anyone else seeming to pick up on it. If her heat gets to a point that she starts producing pheromones that others can pick up on, either she hadn't gotten there yet, or everyone in Hardnut was far too polite to mention it. Though with Revelé just a short distance away in this very room, if it were detectable its almost certain he would have teased or taunted Cotton with a comment about it upon noticing.

Exploring Cotton's heat and the potential ways to resolve it would be best handled in private, however. For now you were in the company of the Lopunny in question, Hazel and her mother Sylvia as you left the clinic, leaving Volta and Ohm to reunite. All you had to hope now was that this time you could actually make it to meet this Silky before some other catastrophe happened. Be that a Drifloon attempting to steal your robe, or a panicked local trying to get someone to save his not-quite-a-girlfriend-yet. Fortunately, or unfortunately if you were expecting more of the same kind of rewards last time you saved someone, there is no interruption as you finally find yourself at what must be Hardnut's resident tailor.

The store is built within the stump of what must have once been a very large tree, although some extensions have been made to allow for rooms in the back. Windows have been carved out quite carefully, and the entire place has a feel to it not entirely dissimilar to a cosy countryside cottage. If a bit more fantastical due to the unique base for the structure. What hits you first upon entering is the smell of freshly cut grass that seems to permeate the building. While dresses and outfits were on display, some even adorning wood carvings in the shapes of various Pokémon of different shapes and sizes, and a table was positioned to act as a checkout desk, there were also signs of homeliness here. Plates neatly set to the side, pictures and paintings adorning the walls. This place felt lived in, and given the way a draped curtain partially cut off what looked to be stairs leading to the floor above it didn't seem like too much of a reach to suspect that this place was Silky's home as much as it was her store.

A singsong like voice can be heard towards the back of the room. "There was an awful lot of commotion in the market earlier~ I was busy with a client at the time, did you see what happened?"

Before you, dressed in a graceful silken dress with a floral pattern, is a Leavanny, currently helping a customer pick out a few items of clothing. Hearing a group of people entering her store, she turns around and looks in your direction.

"Sylvia~ How good is to see you~ Your body is always an absolute delight to work with~ What can I do for you today? Something for the sunny weather we've been having? Or maybe something for the bedroom? I know how much you enjoy a good- Oh, Hazel! My apologies~ I did not see you there. My goodness, every time, I'm always amazed by how much like your mother you're shaping up to be~ Are we here for a matching set of dresses for mother and daughter perhaps?"

Silky practically glides over to greet Sylvia and Hazel, gently bowing as she draws near. Not to dismiss the rest of the group entirely, however, she gives Cotton a polite nod as well, welcoming her in before turning to you. While you also get a polite nod, it is slower as she takes a moment to look you over - no doubt as confused as so many others are upon first seeing you and trying to place just what kind of Pokémon you are.

"As lovely as that sounds Silky, today we're here for this young man. Bryce is a new arrival in Hardnut and he's just earned himself a new outfit for helping save one of our own from a wild one." Sylvia says, stepping aside to let the seamstress get a proper look at you.

"Oh, a Rescue-Mon, is he?" she asks, stepping forward to take a look at you. "Lovely to meet you, Bryce~ I am Silky~ Your occasion, my inspiration~" she offers another bow, shorter than the one she gave Sylvia and Hazel but still respectful and elegant. "I hope that robe isn't your usual style~ Far too simple for a Rescue-Mon~ Tell me about yourself~ What did you come here envisioning?"

"If you could, Silky, we would like to leave here with something. We are hosting a welcoming party for Bryce later this evening. You are, of course welcome to join. Ideally Bryce too would be able to join wearing something fitting the occasion." Sylvia adds while Silky assesses you.

A look of alarm flits across Silky's otherwise graceful face. "A party tonight~ Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear~ An outfit befitting the star of a party, designed and spun within the very day it is expected to be worn~ You don't like to bring me easy tasks, do you Sylvia? Well, we better begin right away~ Follow me, I will take you measurements while we talk~"

She turns and beckons for you to follow her to the back of the store, only for Sylvia to speak up again. "It may be a bit important he makes a good impression on my husband. You know how the Elder can be sometimes. I am sure your vision will be splendid as always, but I would feel like I wouldn't be as helpful as I could be if I didn't provide some insights into the outfit while its designed."

Silky looks back, pondering Sylvia's words for a few moments. "Hmm~ We are in quite the hurry and I never let anyone leave here with an outfit they aren't happy with~ Do come along then~ You can join us in the back~"

Sylvia nods her thanks and begins to follow Silky to the back. Hazel gasps out "Mom!" to which Sylvia responds by patting her shoulder. "It's alright, sweetie. You can wait out here with Cotton. Browse a few things. Mommy's just going to make sure Bryce has something extra special to wear for his big day. We won't be too long."

Silky

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[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Having never been one for fashion, Bryce wasn't entirely sure what awaited him as their little group departed for Silky's place. Though, granted, he doubted any tailor near Solaceon Town did they business out of a hollowed-out tree stump. The shop might have looked strange to his eyes, but he couldn't deny it had its charms, and it certainly fit the aesthetic of Hardnut on the whole. The whole community seemed almost obsessed with living as one with nature, from the architecture to freeing way they dressed. Something he had taken advantage of many times, his wandering eye being what it was. Without much in the way of agency, he followed along inside the building as Sylvia took the lead in introducing him to the proprietor, a dainty looking Leavanny, of all things. He supposed of all the Pokemon to run a tailor shop, it would be one of them, although he couldn't help but have conjured the imagine of a femme fatale Ariados when the name 'Silky' had been floated his way.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Silky," Ever the gentleman, Bryce did his level best to put on a charming smile and introduce himself properly, although he hadn't even had time to consider her question before Sylvia stepped in on his behalf, insisting not only that the outfit be befitting of her party, but that she also be included in its design. Perhaps she was simply used to leading conversations, her importance to the town being what it was. It wasn't like he could exactly protest; it was coming out of her share of... well... whatever currency it was the Pokemon of the island used to barter for goods with.

Hazel's embarrassment didn't escape him, as he was led off towards the back of the shop. Cocky a thought as it might have been, it seemed pretty clear to him that the plump little Eevee had developed something of a crush on him in the short time they had known one another. What girl wouldn't protest their mother of all people deciding to invite herself into that crush's dressing room? Exactly how much he'd get away with in the privacy of Silky's shop was yet to be seen, but to soothe Hazel's worries as best he could, he shot her a little grin as he disappeared around the corner.

"I won't keep you waiting too long! I gotta model this stuff for someone, after all."