Surrender to Erika (Bad End)

(This is a smut chapter.)

You return your pokemon to its pokeball and start to run across the battlefield, falling a couple times as the rubbing of your thighs creates too much pleasure for you to stay on your feet. As if from muscle memory, your body is heating up much faster than last time, immediately taking your arousal to an unbearable level. You need relief now! When you finally reach Erika, you notice that something about her appearance is… off. Her skin is just the palest, most slight shade of green. Her red headband slowly rises off her head before falling onto the ground, leaving in its place… an orange flower? What’s going on here!? A stray glance downwards shows that a vine-like appendage is peeking out from under Erika’s kimono. You stand enamored with the pretty new shade of her skin. You always thought Erika was too wonderful to be a normal person, and now you know for sure.

Hesitantly, almost apologetically, Erika speaks. “You certainly have a habit of keeping me awake, Emilia. It’s so difficult to maintain my more ‘acceptable’ form if I don’t have my beauty rest. I, um, I’d rather you didn’t see me like this. If you’ll excuse me for just a moment-”

You interrupt by boldly proclaiming, “But Erika! Pleeeeaaase stay and touch me! It’s so hot down there and I can’t take it anymore…”

The pretty plant lady looks back in shock, then starts mumbling to herself as if you aren’t there. “Oh dear, what should I do? I told myself I wouldn’t do this anymore… But she’s just so adorable, and she’s asking so nicely… I-I just can’t help myself!”

With no explanation for her chaotic words, Erika’s kimono suddenly bursts, revealing several more writhing vines, as well as her completely nude form. Whoa… Everything about her looks so soft and plush. With her pliable thighs her cushiony boobs, it’s no wonder she always made such a good pillow. This is your first time seeing her undressed, though, and you’re blatantly drooling over her. The perfect caretaker who you idolize so much, finally revealing her l-lewd body. You’re gonna lose it just from looking at her! You walk over and wrap your arms around her waist, followed promptly by planting your face in her boobs.

“Aww, you’re just the sweetest little thing, aren’t you? It’s hard to believe that, just a moment ago, you were trying to best me in a battle and then leave. You don’t want to leave, do you Emilia?”

You shake your head vigorously. “Fingers… please…”

Erika’s face glows with warmth. “This strange skin, all these vines, and you’re not scared at all. You just want to be loved. And fucked senseless, of course. Not that you have much sense in the first place.” You nod, eagerly anticipating the love and fucking that she mentions. “Your simplicity is very endearing. And it makes it clear that you were never cut out for life outside these walls.”

The vines move all over you, effortlessly removing your clothes as you stay glued to lovely Erika. Without warning, your relief comes in the form of a vine driving itself straight up your tunnel, encountering no resistance whatsoever thanks to your gushing of girl juices. It came out of nowhere, and it’s sooo thick! If you don’t concentrate, then the insertion alone is gonna be enough to finish you!

Erika giggles. “I tell you every time, Emilia. You don’t have to hold back. Even if you orgasm faster and more often than any other girl in the world, there’s no judgment here.”

Another vine lightly swats your butt, and any measurable level of self-restraint you had falls apart. “CUM,” is the only syllable you can squeeze out of your mouth and into Erika’s cleavage before being overwhelmed by the orgasm that’s been so easily spanked out of you. Your flower immediately tries to spill its nectar, only to be thwarted by the appendage still stuck inside it. Pressure starts to build, making your arms and legs clench until it becomes so unbearable that you let out a bestial scream. At that moment, the vine dislodges itself, and a torrent of girlcum splashes out against the ground.

“Oh Emilia, you’re such a messy girl,” the Gym Leader chuckles.

Erika repeats the motion for about a minute or so. A tentacle buries itself inside as you continue to well up with cum until you can’t stand it, then it withdraws and lets you squirt like a geyser again. Over and over, you clamp down on the tentacle for dear life as it plugs you, then make a mess everywhere as soon as it pulls out. Some small part of you thinks it’s embarrassing, but you’re mostly focused on how amaaazing it feels… This new trick of Erika’s is the best…

Eventually your legs give out under the intensity of the pleasure. Your face slowly slides off of Erika’s firm tits as you fall to your knees. This doesn’t last long, though, as she wraps a vine around your waist and pulls you up to eye-level. She holds your face in her hands, cradling your chin in the space between her wrists while she moves her own face a mere inch away from yours. Her irises are shaped like the petals of a flower. And her skin is so shiny and smooth.

In a seductive tone, Erika says, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you squirt like that before. Do you really enjoy my vines that much?”

“Y-Yes… Please… More…” you beg.

She chuckles. “Insatiable as usual, I see. Then how about… this?”

Tentacles wrap around both your ankles and pull them apart, making your nethers easy to invade. Lightning fast, another vine plunges into your cunt and kisses your cervix before spraying some gas into your womb. It feels volcanically hot! Too hot! It forces you to clench your toes and flex your feet in every direction, dying for relief.

“FUCK FUCK ERIKA ERIKA ERIKA *MMPH!*”

Your profane squeals are muted when Erika clamps her mouth over yours, ravaging you with a tongue which is much longer than you remember her having. As it twirls around your own tongue and gives it an affectionate squeeze, your eyes slowly roll upwards. The fire inside you was bad enough, but with Erika’s tongue reaching all over and turning you on even more, you’re definitely gonna go crazy…

The tendril in your cunt starts pressing against your cervix even harder, bending and writhing around until, with a pop, it makes its way into your burning depths. It starts immediately and rapidly rubbing against the walls of your womb, focusing on one spot with tremendous ****. You can barely endure five seconds of it before going limp in another climax.

Shaking like a leaf in Erika’s grip, not a single one of your muscles is working. She keeps your head cradled in her hands, but withdraws from the kiss to take in your image. Your face is flushed a vibrant red, your eyes are teary from the intense pleasure, and your tongue is uselessly flopped out of your mouth. ****, pitiful cries escape your mouth as her vine digs against your inner walls inch by inch, as if scrubbing at your very core.

“Thang you so gooh thang you thang you Eriha…” you drone.

“My, my. This is quite the reaction. I just can’t get into those deep nooks and crannies with my fingers alone. Now that I’m in there, I’ll be sure to scrub down… Every~. Single~. Inch~. You’d like that, wouldn’t you Emilia?”

Brain not functioning. Can’t answer.

Your wonderful caretaker goes right back to making out with you, taking full control with her tongue as you mewl incoherently into her mouth. Her tendril has to pull out of your pussy on occasion to allow a flood of girlcum out, but then goes right back to scrubbing away inside your womb. Each time she moves to a new little corner, the blaring hot feeling turns into raw, intense pleasure that stretches your orgasm endlessly. The most overwhelming, unbearable need you could possibly feel, transforming inch by inch into the most euphoric satisfaction you’ve ever felt… this is definitely heaven.

Erika withdraws her lips from yours again, allowing your tongue to dribble drool onto your tits, just as the words, “Yesyesyesyesyes…” dribble from your mouth.

“Hmhmhm. Enjoyed that, did you? Well, I suppose I better wind things down. You must be exhausted after all that cumming, and I am exhausted as well.” She says that as if you’re done cumming.

You utter the word, “More…”

The flower atop the plant lady’s head shoots straight up and her eyes widen. “More? You aren’t about to break? To go insane? You human girls can be so fragile sometimes, I can never really t-”

“Mooorreee…” you whine.

“R-Right!” she exclaims, a dangerous smile spreading across her face. “If my precious little sister wants more, then she’ll get more!”

A pair of tentacles with long, transparent bulbs land on top of your nipples, suctioning themselves into place. They each spritz some gas onto your pink caps, causing pressure to start building up behind them. As the vine in your cunt continues to fuck your womb, the pressure gives way and you begin lactating freely into the bulbs.

“*AHHH! ERIKA! AHHH!*” you cry in wanton lust.

Erika, starting to drool as well, replies, “I’m so glad you’re enjoying it. But you won’t be satisfied by this alone, will you? No, I’m sure a greedy girl like you needs much more than this in order to feel satisfied! What a handful you can be, Emilia!”

Her declaration is quickly followed by a tendril reaching as far up your ass as it can manage before shooting yet another dose of that gas into your backdoor. It quickly fills you up, making every inch of your asshole itch and burn uncontrollably. You bend your knees until your feet are touching your butt in a vain effort to make yourself drop deeper onto the vines filling you. But the tentacle around your waist still holds you tight. You start trying to rock your body up and down, with similarly useless results.

“Fuck… me…” you groan.

“Gladly~” Erika answers.

The vines occupying your ass and pussy come to life as though they’re powered by a jet engine. Any orgasm you may have already been having pales in comparison to the jawdropping climax that hits you. Both your tunnels react at first by rapidly clenching as hard as they can, but Erika’s tentacles quickly overpower them. Your crotch muscles are worn out in just a few seconds, and are left spasming pitifully as the vines pump into you maddeningly fast. All while that gas has your interior super super sensitive…

“*EEEEEERRIIIIIKAAAAA! SO… GOOOOD!!!*” you squeal. Even if it’s too much, even if you break, and even if you go insane… you don’t want it to stop! This feels so amazing! It’s addicting! No responsibilities, nothing scary or bad, just Erika making you feel really really good! This is how it should be! You struggle to get another breath into your lungs, just so you can let out another guttural scream.

The verdant woman arches her back slightly as she shudders in delight. In a breathy voice, she says, “Ah, Emilia, your voice is just *huff* music to my ears. And I hope it’s *hahh* not too brazen to say that *mmf* your holes feel quite amazing. Even among other human girls, your *phew* ass is quite tight.” She rights her posture and collects herself. “*ahem* But this isn’t all, is it? Don’t you want more? Certainly a worldly girl such as yourself has known pleasures even greater than this!”

No, not really!

Just as before, Erika’s hands cradle your head. But instead of kissing you, she shoves another vine into your mouth, where it shoots yet more fumes into you. Your cheeks, your tongue, everything in your mouth tingles and almost stings with need. You instinctively start sucking on the tentacle in your mouth to try to abate the feeling, wiping your tongue around it in every direction possible. While you’re distracted with that, you don’t even notice that vines wrapping around your tits until they squeeze down, forcing you to shoot milk into your caretaker’s bulbs like a faucet. While squeezing tightly, her appendages quickly slide back and forth from the base of your globes, to your nipples, milking you like a dairy cow. All while your lower holes have lost all motor control from getting stuffed so fast and hard.

Erika’s composure seems to crumble as well. She starts moaning pleasantly, reaching one hand between her legs while the other stays on your cheek. “Y-You’re a good girl, Emilia. *AHH* Cumming so much for me. *OHHHHH!* Letting me fuck all these TIGHT… *HOLES!!!*”

Good girl… That’s you! She said you’re a good girl! Hearts and flowers fill your brain and you start vocalizing lots of happy, squealy, cumming noises, all of which are muffled by the tendril which has started writhing around in your mouth and-

“*GLCK*”

-lodging itself in your throat.

Erika stutters, “W-Whoops, were you *AHHH* saying something Emilia? S-*SORRY!* Couldn’t help myself. Oh, this is going to be g-good. Are you *READYYYY* Emilia? I think you’ll like this a *LOOOOOOT!!!*”

Whether you’re ready isn’t a factor. All three tentacles that are ravaging your holes start spewing thick, potent goo inside you. It’s hot, sticky, and most of all, it feels better than anything you can remember. All the different overlapping climaxes you were having are replaced with one, monumental peak as Erika fills you to the brim with her cum. She was right! This stuff flooding your pussy, your ass, your throat, even your womb… It’s the absolute best! It seems to finally wash away that constant, burning need for contact that had consumed every inch of your tunnels. And it stays stuck inside you, radiating constant, unbearable pleasure. It even makes your cunt and ass feel cleaner, and newer… Even the bulbs that were milking you suddenly stretch big enough to fit your entire boobs inside, and douse them in this wonderful fluid. You’re cumming from head to toe! This is AMAZING! IT’S AMAAAA-A-a-a…

It feels like something in your brain short-circuits trying to process all the pleasure. It tries to come back, but… the only stuff that comes back is your quivering holes, and Erika. All this stuff feels so good. You love the tingly feel-good fluid washing around inside you and spilling out. You stare back at Erika blankly, grateful beyond compare for all the pleasure she’s bringing you. Erika… she’s so perfect. And she fucks you so good. With your mind vacated of all rational thought, you don’t even notice as four huge flower petals begin to bloom from the cum-soaked grass beneath you.

“Now THAT was a good climax.” The gorgeous plant lady quakes from head to toe as she squeezes out some extra shots of goo into various holes of yours. “Finally. It’s time to get some rest,” Erika murmurs. “With my very best girl.” She boops you on the nose with her hand, still wet from her own pussy fluids. The petals rise up, engulfing you both in a warm flower that’s completely full of that wonderful pink gas. You’re so lucky to have Erika. No worrying about anything. You just let her handle it all and she gives you all the pleasure your slutty body needs. You simply can’t imagine a life without Erika. You simply can’t imagine…

“Goodnight, Emilia.”