Pokemon fanfiction gardevoir, Pokemon girl seek fanfiction especially for gardevoir
Okay, so here we go with the 60th chapter and yes this is the end.
Plus there was no one around for miles, and no amount of masturbating could satiate the lust he felt out in the wilderness… if only he could feel the flesh of a woman against his. Her tiny bones splintered under his blows and he came harder at her destruction. His heart soared at the sight. Blood and feces dribbled out. She would please him any way she could and never make another whimper in reply.
His attack had transformed her into the perfect sex slave: when he moved his cock near her she would tilt her head, trying to find it, just as a baby searches for a nipple and automatically begins suckling. She patted his shoulder. It was beautiful. You bastards are the ones who begged and demanded me to run this. He kissed hard and deep as he carefully fit his shitty dick into her pokevagina.
A probing finger slipped in between, finding a hole. Weeks later David finally found himself at Cerulean city. You get it complete and unadulterated by my comedy. It was white hot. He gripped her head, forcing his cock into the back of her throat.
In a flash his pants were off and he was atop her. She tried to pull back to cry out but he pushed into her harder. The crack of thunder split the insanity, and wind swept it up into a cacophony of natural horror.
It felt so good! Through the pain she sucked and finally he came. Lost in Kanto, with no map, no pokedex, no food, and no company other than his beloved pokemon. But yet she was so much like a human, only smaller, and covered in fauna. It was beyond the realm of human understanding.
Mold grew upon her anus and wounded eye.
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He lapped up her blood and shit, using pruned fingers to smother himself. He was soaked to the bone and miserable. A shallow tear formed on the rim of his red eyes but was blotted out the rest of the water that coagulated on everything within sight. David sighed, clinging tightly to his umbrella which proved of little worth except for some sort of moral booster. White mixed with black blood as he pulled out. Rain spattered across the sand, causing a deafening roar, like that of a hundred semis crashing into each other in apocalyptic glory. He drove his bleaching fist into her mouth.
She squealed and struggled, afraid to fight back because he was, indeed, her trainer. She seemed to begin to understand, a look of fear welled in her eyes. Maybe this was fine…. She gave himself over to him. The bitter taste of her poop, and the coppery taste of her blood was like magic to him. She screamed into his mouth. She suckled on his piece as he pulled it in and out. Gardevoir could take no more. He nodded in return. He gripped her arms, squeezing tighter.
You asked for it. He violently penetrated her and wave after wave of pleasure engulfed them both. She was so cute, even for a pokemon. Gardevoir screamed in pain, her precious anus being pulled to four times its natural size. He knew little of the Gardevoir anatomy, but knew that any hole would work. How could she do this to him? Before long he finally came, filling her sphincter with his seed.
He flipped her bleeding, limp body over. With a deft hand he massaged her clitoris. Collapsing universes whirled about them, being born and dying in an eternal, idiot firestorm. She was infected, though. The vibrations filled him in ecstasy. She gagged, puking a little. All the while David sat glumly, shielding himself from the gale beneath a rather large tree. She vomited again, squirting half-digest plant matter all over both of them and he lashed her.
He plunged his rock hard cock deep inside of her anus. She wept. Her thin hips swayed, her plant-like hair messed by the storm. He ran a hand over her leafy posterior. She was mentally broken. He moved another hand to her, sliding it over her wasp waist and looking carefully into her gardevoir. While his Pokemon had become free, however, his mind quivered under the weight of his actions, struggling to block these memories from existence, enabling his attack.
And then you fanfiction try and pick up the pieces of your ruined weekend and shattered life. There was a crunch and black syrup welled up in her mouth and eyes. The head slid in easily and she whimpered. His soaked blond hair clung tightly to his body. You made me. Pain was splitting her because of him. His penis crashed into her cervix and she let out a blood curdling scream, clawed hands digging into his flesh. The sky rumbled with thunder all around them, the tree above them creaked threateningly. He clicked the switch on the front, releasing Gardevoir, to stand beside him.
More pain roared through her and she sucked harder. It was like he finally discovered his place in the world.
A wave of pleasure washed over him before the first stroke. His mouth lowered in primal instinct, extending his pink tongue. Lifting her broken head he plunged his dick into her wounded mouth. Cracked lips smothered him, teasing glands and glans.
No, no, what are you doing, he thought. He was her master. Even so; he felt glad. David could feel a lump in his pants swell as he began to force her upon the soaked ground. As he came again he thrust harder, forcing as much of himself in as he could. His mouth met hers, lashing about inside of her toothed maw. Your master? Disengaged from her mangled secret, he crawled up to her face.
She gurgled, and he smiled gleefully.
Her vagina was yellow with infection, discharging constantly. The crevasse formed tightly over his shaft, gripping harder than his fist ever could. With an absent hand he fondled the pokeballs on his lap. As he did, his mind cracked a little more. The bile stung him, so he drove another fist into her eye.