A long fall

(This is a smut chapter.)

“You’ve got a long way to go, rookie. What did you say your name was? Ellie?” She didn’t even remember your name.

“Emilia,” you say, still staring at the floor.

“Yeah, listen Emilia. You’re not becoming a master of anything unless you get your shit together. Walking in here with one pokemon at a type-disadvantage and no plan is the surest way to wind up standing there with your eyes glued to the floor like you are now! So go do your homework and come back when you have a clue. But that comes after your punishment.”

You give her a quizzical look. “Punishment?” you ask.

“That’s right. It’s not really fair to call it a punishment though. Some people enjoy it! You look like you might. Either way, see you in a few hours, Emily!”

That’s not your- Suddenly, the ground beneath you flips open like a trap door, and you’re caught in free fall. “AAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” you scream. Clenching your eyes shut and sending your vocal cords into overdrive, you’re starting to wonder when it will end until you land flat on your back against something soft and wet. Looking around, the room is almost completely dark, and you’re only able to see a few feet in front of you. Even more concerning than the lack of visibility, though, is the sound of girls moaning lewdly. This… can’t be good.

Something wraps around your wrists, and your arms are pulled taut before you can react. You can barely make out an elongated appendage down by your crotch. Is that… NONONONONONONO. You know where this is going and you’re having NONE of it. You thrash around in the creature’s grip, struggling to get free. You feel the same things wrap around your ankles as well, trying to pry your legs open, but there’s no way you’re letting that happen.

Strength Check: Passed!

Your body is an ironclad fortress, and not even a tentacle monster is getting in today. You can feel yourself loosening its grip slightly, and you should be able to get free soon. You just need to keep this up a little longer… Meanwhile, your captor shifts its attention to your clothes, starting to slide them off and away from your body. You struggle even harder, but it only seems to help get your clothes off of you, and in the end it feels like it has an even better grip on you than before. Damn thing is dexterous…

Great, now you’re completely naked lying on top of a writhing mass of tentacles. You’re prepared for another **** on your womanhood, so you’re completely unprepared when a tentacle slides between your boobs and into your mouth. “Mmph!” On impulse, you shake your head left and right to try to dislodge the invader. This earns you a sharp smack on your bare ass, and as your entire body heats up, you conclude that you should probably not do that again.

You decide to let the monster continue plundering your mouth as you try to loosen its grip on your wrists once again. It feels like the thing is a lot stronger now, and you’re not able to get any leverage at all. The sound of women wailing as they’re taken by the many-appendaged creature isn’t helping either, and neither is the tentacle claiming your throat.

You can’t give up now! Your arms are aching, but you keep struggling with whatever strength you can muster. Even as your tits jiggle lightly around the thrusting appendage, even as obscene noises start leaking out of your mouth from the rough facefucking, and even as you start drooling copiously around the large member… Uh… Wasn’t there something you were supposed to be doing? Oh, right, escaping. You pull on the makeshift bindings around your wrists one more time, and as they refuse to give any slack, your arms go limp, leaving you nothing more than another victim as the monster molests your mouth repeatedly.

The creature seems to sense your surrender and begins flooding your mouth with cum. With the tentacle still plugging your mouth, you have **** but to begrudgingly swallow, which leaves you feeling oddly… warm and sedated. You continue to swallow the remnants of spunk as the tentacle withdraws from your mouth, and while you’re focused on the feeling of weightlessness flooding your body, your ankles are grabbed by the tentacles once again.

Strength Check: Failed!

Your mind registers that something bad is happening, but your resistance is easily overcome, your legs pulled apart just as easily as if you were a ragdoll. Laying there splayed out in a giant X, you struggle against the peculiar fog in your mind while you try to figure out some way to get out of this situation. You also become quite aware of a burning fire building in your crotch, but you’ll deal with that later. For now, you brace yourself to have your pussy claimed by this thing, yet you’re caught off guard once again when it squeezes itself into your ass instead.

It extinguishes the fire all at once, and you squeeze down on the invader in gratitude. A throaty moan rises out of you at the unexpected anal fucking, and it quickly blends into the same feminine moans and cries coming from the girls around you as you join them in being ravaged helplessly. In no time, your hips are completely under the monster’s control, gyrating in time with every plunge and dooming you to feel pleasure from having your ass pounded mercilessly. To add insult to injury, a tentacle wraps around each of your breasts, squeezing hard and pushing down on your diamond-hard nipples. The feeling is electric, and combined with the ass reaming you’re getting, you quickly find yourself on the brink of climax. But that’s impossible. You wouldn’t cum from anal alone, right?

The answer surges through you as your body succumbs to the invader, your vision going white and your voice hitting a peak in volume. You’re not sure, but you think you feel your pussy squirt some juices as it clenches sympathetically at its lack of penetration. As you cum your brains out, the tentacle only speeds up, and just as you’re beginning to regain your senses, your ass is filled with cream, and the same burning sensation returns to your crotch, but twice as intense as before.

A tentacle shoves itself back into your face, and you suckle on instinct while you wonder what exactly it was you were supposed to be doing. Another tentacle follows suit, piercing your pussy smoothly thanks to the slickness of your tunnel. You can definitely feel your love juices splash out as you cum on the spot, penetration alone being enough to overwhelm your needy slit at this point.

Oblivious to your orgasm, all three tentacles pump in and out of you, leaving you **** but to lay there and cum. Your body is used so roughly that you’re seeing stars, yet the dull burning sensation ensures that you stay still and let the appendages do as they please. The fire almost begins to subside, and as you start to remember something important, you’re filled in all holes with the monster’s spunk. The intense heat and intense ravaging that follow turn you into a wailing, drooling, quivering, cumming mess of a human being.

Some time passes. Probably a lot of time passes. And just as another load of cum gets blasted into you, a bright light floods the room.

“All right, that’s enough for now.” The tentacles suddenly cease all movement and retreat somewhere into the darkness. You’re dumped to the floor immediately, and looking at the light, you see Misty standing in a doorway.

“You hear me rookie? If you haven’t had your brains completely fucked out then get out here!” Ah, right. Pokemon. Gym. Lost. You move to stand up but… it doesn’t work. Your legs are completely useless after the thorough fucking you just received, so you drag yourself out of the room using your arms alone. You’re pretty sure you hear Misty stifling a laugh.

Your whole body burns, especially your pussy which drips constantly with arousal. As you lay on the floor recovering, Misty retrieves your clothes. Once you can manage to stand up you slip them on, though the smattering of fluids on your skin and clothes paints a very clear picture of having spent your entire afternoon getting screwed. Misty leads you to an elevator up to the ground floor and sends you off. You’re pretty sure she got your name wrong again, but in your current state of mind, you might just be remembering your name wrong.

It’s already nighttime when you return to the pokemon center, and the first thing you see is, of course, Nurse Joy’s beaming face. “So how’d the battle go?” she asks.

“I don’t wanna talk about it,” you grumble, already stomping upstairs.

“Okay then. Nighty night, Tentasloot!”

Once in your room, you peel off your sopping wet skirt and panties before dashing to the bathroom to try to relieve your lust. You finger and frig and fuck yourself to exhaustion but nothing seems to fix it, and you fall asleep in a puddle of your own juices with your hand between your legs, pussy still dripping.