VS. Daisy

Drowzee stared at the video playing on the phone in satisfaction. It was his first recording, and he would need to make some adjustments to the following ones, but it wasn’t bad. The part were Delia slumped forward after being filled with his seed had been perfectly captured, and he was sure it would drive his trainer crazy. He could get off just from imagining the young man’s face.

But now was not the time for that. After leaving Delia’s house alongside her, they walked toward the house of his next victim, his hypnosis still muddling her mind. He had already communicated to her how they would proceed, and what she had to do next. It wasn’t anything hard, or that she couldn’t do with her mind hazy.

On the way, Drowzee took his time fondling the woman’s rear. His hand slipping inside her shorts, caressing her pucker and even fingering her as he pleased. Delia’s breath was shallow and labored, her face hot and red as a tomato, but she didn’t fight back. Hypnosis should not have been so strong, but her own pent up lust and secret desires made her a easy prey.

The tapir-like pokémon only let go when they arrived near the Oak Family’s home. Stepping away, he let Delia approach the front of the house and hid behind a nearby fence — peeking slightly to make sure everything would go according to plan. It was then that the woman knocked softly on the door, waiting patiently for someone to come.

Unlike Delia, that had been pleasuring herself and was caught by surprise, Daisy didn’t even take half a minute to open the door. Drowzee could see surprise in her semblance as she exchanged a few words with the older woman, and also a bit of disappointment as Delia and Mr. Mime started to leave.

Drowzee knew the young woman liked having tea, and would often invite her sole neighbor. Delia had probably been ready to take up on her offer after her pleasure session, but things had changed thanks to him. The Pokémon didn’t feel any pity, though, and he also wasn’t going to leave her to feel lonely for long. No. From now on, they would have many opportunities to drink tea.

Seeing Delia walking away in the company of Mr. Mime, Drowzee approached the house with a pokeball under one arm, and a phone in hand — a rather odd sight. Bothered by the encumbrance, he placed the ball in the mail box, before knocking on the door — his hands already in motion.

“Aunt Delia?” Daisy called out, opening the door. Her hopeful expression became one of surprise when she didn’t see anyone, but then, she seemed to fell something and directed her sight downward, meeting Drowzee’s gaze. “Hm? Who ar—” Her speech became incoherent and her eyes vacant.

Giving a long, nasal laugh, he walked inside the house. Daisy accompanied him, closing the door behind them and following the Pokémon toward the living room. The place was well-decorated and illuminated, having a certain coziness to it. Grabbing the girl’s phone from a nearby desk, Drowzee sat on the couch — finding it perfect to watch a good show — and placed her phone to the side.

Fumbling around on Delia’s phone, he started the second recording of the day. When he pointed it toward Daisy, he could see the embarrassment flush up her face, despite the hypnosis. She apparently didn’t like being the center of attention, or having a camera pointed toward her. Little did she know that what came next was even more embarrassing.

With a snap of his fingers, Drowzee ordered her to strip, slowly and sensually. He could take a breather after breeding Delia, and a nice little show would put him in the right mood.

Daisy’s hands shook slightly as she brought them to the first button of her shirt, but she soon undid it — staring right at the camera pointed at her. She then continued downward, dealing with the other buttons and revealing her cleavage and well as her tender and spotless skin.

Her movements were awkward, like a robot, much out of experience as well from having her mind clouded, but it was still exciting to see her awkwardly remove her shirt, throwing it away. Daisy’s breasts were bigger than they appeared, and her body was slender and shapely — her muscles packed, but not exaggerated.

Leaving her green bra alone — which was the same color of her hair band — Daisy started to swing her hips as she pulled down her skirt, still not breaking eye contact. Soon, the piece of clothe was sent flying away, leaving the girl only in her undergarments. She was embarrassed, blushing hard, but Drowzee didn’t even hesitate to order her to continue.

Unstrapping her bra, she freed her soft mounds, allowing them to swing free from their confines. Then, she yanked on her panties, pulling them down and then swirling then on a finger before throwing them away. She had apparently taken notes from her neighbor, because he tender little pussy was cleanly shaved, some of her fluids already leaking down her thighs.

Drowzee grunted, feeling his member stiffen and ache at the sight. With his free hand, he rubbed the massive monstrosity a bit, before looking at the girl. And Daisy got his message, without him even needing to tell her what to do. She came slithering close, skittishly and hesitant, before kneeling down in front of him.

His member cast a heavy shadow over her delicate face, making a trace of fear flash past her eyes. The lust seemed to win, though, for one of her hands soon reached for the base of his cock, the other trailing his thigh and then reaching for his balls. Drowzee shuddered, groaning, as the girl started to pump his cock up and down, all the while massaging his gonads like precious jewels.

She was awkward and inexperienced, unlike Delia, but she made up for it with enthusiasm. Seeing precum leak from the tip of Drowzee’s dick, Daisy kissed it gently, before wrapping her smooth lips around it and going down on it. A single inch was too much, though, making her gag and cough through her nose, trying to pull away—

‘You can’t!’ Drowzee seemed to tell her as his free hand reached for the back of her head, keeping her in place.

As if affected by his command, she calmed down and recovered her composure. Seeing that, Drowzee pushed her further down the length of his dick, her tiny little mouth clenching hard on it and her tongue exploring the foreign piece of flesh inside her.

When he reached the back of her throat, her eyes teared up slightly, but Drowzee did not relent. Instead, with a powerful thrust of his hips, he shoved it another two inches in, feeling her throat contract around his length — his body shivering and fur standing on end at the bliss that coursed through his body.

However, she still had a bit more to go.

Drowzee wasn’t planning to hurt her, though. Hence, he allowed her to pull his cock out of her mouth, take a deep breath, and then push it down her throat once again. She started to bob her head up and down at her own pace, taking four to five inches every time she did so. And Drowzee could feel his balls swell with excess seed, ready to be release deep down his lover’s tight throat.

Grunting, and feeling the climax building up, he pushed her down with everything he had — sheathing his monstrous penis inside her mouth and down her throat.

Daisy struggled and quivered and twitched, but the Pokemon didn’t let her go and continued to shot stream after stream of thick cum inside her stomach. She tried to swallow everything, but it still came bursting out of her mouth, dripping all over her, the couch and as well as the floor.

When the creature finally allowed her to pull back, Daisy did in a hurry — taking heavy breaths and spitting out what she could. He had just liters inside her, and there was no way she could swallow everything.

But for the sake of the perfect ending for the first tape, Drowzee had to make her savor it, even for a bit. And he did, with just a snap of his fingers.

Daisy froze, stopping what she had been doing, and looked toward the camera once more.

With an expression that didn’t fit her prim and proper appearance, she young woman scooped a handful of cum that had been dripping down from her mouth, and brought it to her lips. She even smiled gleefully while gulping down the repugnant fluids, savoring it like a true delicacy.

When she was done, she opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out — showing it to her partner, and master, how she had drunk every tiny drop of his precious seed.

Seeing that, Drowzee chortled through his nose, pleased by the girl’s attitude, and then ended the recording.

However, their little fun was far from over, and that was only the first footage of the day.

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After having creamed Daisy’s stomach to the brim, the creature needed a moment of rest before being able to continue with the fan. That was why he ordered the girl to make some tea for the two of them to enjoy — also taking the chance to film her doing the task while butt naked and with ropes of cum still glued to her hair and body. His previous trainer would surely appreciate the footage.

Once she was done, the Pokemon made sure to film himself filling her cup with a thick load of cum, as well as her reaction as she drank it with a pleased expression — smacking her lips at the flavorful taste.

Once everything was done, it was finally time for part two of their sex tape.

Drowzee allowed Daisy to guide him to her room, her but jiggling from side to side as he observe it from behind. She was enticing him, seducing him without even being ordered. She was as much of a slut as Delia had been, if not more. The prim and proper image she upheld as a coordinator was just a facade to who she truly was.

Once on the room, the Pokemon positioned Delia’s previous phone in a good position, and then ordered Daisy to stand on all fours in the bed while facing the camera. He then placed the girl’s own phone below her and under her legs, the camera filming her nether regions.

Before jumping into action, though, Drowzee walked to the front of the girl while stroking his cock. Grinning at the girl, he smacked his half-lip cock across her face, the resounding splash making him thrilled. And like the submissive little bitch she was, Delia just moaned as he took advantage of her.

Turning, Drowzee sent the camera a glance, making a peace sign toward it before jumping on bed and stepping behind Daisy. Her fluids where already leaking, and his cum had been nicely lubricated with a layer of precum.

In position, Drowzee didn’t waste any more time. Grabbing his cock, he allowed the head of his prick to hover over the entrance of Daisy’s snatch for a moment, before slowly pushing it. The girl grunted as the first few centimeters were pushed in, her body trembling at the sensation of an invader.

Grabbing her hips, Drowzee continued to push deeper into her tight insides, the girl clamping tightly to every inch of his rod. It didn’t take long for him to met some resistance, though — something was blocking his path forward. The creature was surprise for a moment, but his expression soon warped into joyful smile.

Daisy was a virgin.

Kneading her ass cheeks, he enjoyed the sensation of pussy clinging to him for an instant. Then, he slowly drew his cock out, leaving only the head inside. Daisy release a low, raspy moan as he started to pull out, absolutely loving it. And he was sure she would love even more what came next.

Thrusting his hips forward, Drowzee started to push his member in an out — one inch at a time. With each subsequent push, he would go deeper, allowing Daisy’s overflowing fluids to further lubricate his member and easing his passage.

As his movements picked up speed, so did Daisy’s moans. They started low and raspy, but soon because full-out screams of pleasure. Her fingers dug on the bed sheet as she bent over, allowing Drowzee’s dick to explore even deeper inside of her.

Finding it was finally time to break the seal, Drowzee pulled his cock out another time, before pushing it in with a strong and heavy thrust. Daisy screamed as her hymen was broken, blood flowing from inside her and dripping down alongside her love juices. But the endless thrusts of her partner didn’t even allow her to feel the pain.

Her brain, muddle by the hypnosis as well as the pleasure, could only think of continuing the intercourse. She could feel her heart beat madly in her chest as her body craved to have Drowzee’s seed flooding her womb. It was a type of euphoria and excitement she had never felt before, even in her heydays as a coordinator.

“Fast—faster! Pleas—ahm~♥”