Sharing a snack with Ivy

Ivy seems to have finally gotten her energy back now, using the coffee table to push herself to her feet and slowly step around the table. You can't stop yourself from staring between her legs, entranced by a large blob of cum sliding out of her pussy and sticking to her thigh.

She notices your staring and reaches a hand down between her legs, running her fingers up her inner thighs until she reaches her crotch. With a rather inelegant motion she stuffs the stray cum back inside her and wipes her hand on her ass, then continues making her way to the corner of the room, near the bed. She bends over to open a low drawer and pulls out a brightly-colored bag. Holding the bag out to you she asks, "Want some?"

You recognize the label as a brand of potato chips with a Turtwig mascot. "Sure," you answer. The sight of food made you realize you haven't eaten anything today and you'll take anything that can give you a bit of energy back.

Ivy shuts the drawer with her foot then bounds over with the goodies as quickly as a young pregnant woman can reasonably manage. She tosses one of the bags in your lap then sits down next to you on the couch. "Nobody's ever fucked you like that before, right?" she asks as she pulls open her bag. You blush, caught off guard by the sudden bluntness of her question. She chuckles as she pops the first chip in her mouth, deducing the answer from your lack of response. "Oh, don't be shy. You shouldn't have anything to hide here."

"Thanks, it's all just been so overwhelming, getting kidnapped by Team Rocket," you reply, finally opening your bag of chips and starting to eat.

"Yeah I understand, we all went through similar circumstances at the start. Now that you're here you don't have to worry, though, Boss will make sure you're taken care of." She squeezes your leg for emphasis. "Feel free to ask me whatever questions you like. Understanding what's going on around you can help with adjusting."