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"I don't have to." You agreed with her. "But the thing is? I want to. And I can." You looked down at her as she started to cry openly, then sighed and looked away. "... Well... Maybe I don't want it to be like this."

May's eyes lit up with hope. "You'll... let me go?"

You shook your head. "I'm not backing off that far. We will have sex eventually, when you're ready." That little light of hope in her eyes died again. "In the meantime..." You glanced down at your crotch. "I've got an erection that needs to be dealt with, but I'll let you decide what the least upsetting way to do that would be."

"I don't want to do it any way!" May protested.

"If you refuse to get me off any way, I'll go back to the original plan." You give her a hard look, then let it soften. "Would a handjob or a blowjob really be that bad?"

"You want me to- to put your- to put you in my mouth?!"

You pinched the bridge of your nose. "This is going to be no end of frustration. ... That was one option. would a handjob be better than that?"

May looked away. "... Yes." She eventually answered in a small voice.

You stood up off of her, then unbuttoned and lowered your pants. "Then get to it."

May sat up before shifting to a kneeling position in front of you. You could tell she was considering making another attempt at fleeing, but whether remembering the last attempt or being overpowered by the pokeball's compulsion to obey, she instead slowly reached up and touched your member.

She froze completely when she first touched it, but after a long moment she wrapped her hand around you and tentatively began moving it up and down. "See? This isn't so bad." She made a noncommittal noise that sounded like she disagreed.

While May clearly had no experience giving handjobs, you didn't have any experience receiving them, unless you counted your own hand. The fact that a real girl was giving you a handjob and thoughts of what was still to come were enough that you were soon ready to climax.