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Chapter 15 by Coy-toy Coy-toy

Can Eevee escape?

Outclassed

Your Pokémon tries to get up despite the opponents weight, giving out a strained “Eeveeeee!” Before collapsing back down in defeat.

“Wow, that was pathetic.” Blue laughs, walking up to pet her victorious Pidgeotto, an odd sight to see the large Futa trainer petting and praising her large naked Futa bird, standing on your naked Eevee Femboy.

You run up and kneel next to your Pokémon, checking on him, while your rival continues to mock. “That Eevee had spirit, too bad he had such a pathetic trainer.” You look up angrily, though you are now face to face with her bulge and her Pokémon’s hard package. You gulp, having to **** your eyes off the cocks infront of you to look up at her. You see her twirling in her fingers a tiny coco cage colored like a pokeball. “Guess I caught myself a loser. But you know what, I’ll let you choose, to see what type of trainer you’ll be. Either I lock you up and let all my Pokémon run a train on yours, or I’ll put this on your Eevee, and all my Pokémon will run a train on you. After I do of course.”

This is the definition of lose lose. Either your own cock is locked up for who knows how long, and your Pokémon gets even more humiliated, or you cut his fighting and ticking power, and are forever beneath her Pokémon, which she won’t let you live down.

Who gets locked, and who gets fuck

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