malforcer
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Seraphina by malforcer
Chapter 3 in The Bonded
The path wound downward through hills of unnatural purple heather, the silence broken only by the crunch of gravel underfoot and the occasional sniffle or complaint from the line of naked women behind him. Jason walked in a daze, the weight of the armor feeling less like a burden...
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The forcefield by malforcer
Chapter 2 in The Bonded
"What is going on?" Gina shouted, her voice shrill with panic. She tried to scramble away from Jason, moving toward a dense thicket of trees that looked like they might offer some cover. "I need to find something to wear!" But she didn't make it more than three feet. She let out...
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Introduction by malforcer
Chapter 1 in The Bonded
Jason adjusted his glasses for the tenth time in as many minutes, the bridge of his nose sweating profusely. He was currently standing in the crowded corridor of the arena concourse, a plastic cup of overpriced lukewarm beer clutched in his trembling hand. Beside him, Mia was pra...
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Rewards and Experiments by malforcer
Chapter 18 in Catching bitches with my pokeballs
The hotel suite was a sanctuary of victory, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat. Silvana and Chloe were on all fours on the bed, stacked one atop the other like offerings at an altar. Silvana's athletic body covered Chloe's softer form, their skin slick and hot from th...
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Vex by malforcer
Chapter 17 in Catching bitches with my pokeballs
The prize money was substantial—enough to fund a month of luxury and then some. I stuffed the thick wad of cash into my jacket, the bills still warm from the organizer's sweaty palm. The crowd had parted for me like I was royalty, their eyes filled with a mixture of awe and perve...
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Silvana's move by malforcer
Chapter 16 in Catching bitches with my pokeballs
The Pinsir moved like a nightmare made manifest. Its chitinous legs hammered against the concrete floor of the cage, sending up a spray of dust and blood from previous battles. Its pincers, each as long as my forearm, snapped open and shut with a sound like a guillotine blade. Th...
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The Serpent's Gauntlet by malforcer
Chapter 15 in Catching bitches with my pokeballs
The address on the black metal card led to a part of Celadon City I had never seen before, a place the tourist brochures and league maps conveniently omitted. It was a maze of narrow, garbage-choked alleys where the neon signs flickered with a sickly, diseased light and the air s...
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A New Kind of Grapple by malforcer
Chapter 14 in Catching bitches with my pokeballs
The black metal card felt cold and heavy in my pocket, a promise of a darker, more thrilling world. The official tournament was a child's game; the Serpent's Gauntlet was the major leagues. But my girls still needed more training. Back in the hotel room, the air was thick with...
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An Invitation by malforcer
Chapter 13 in Catching bitches with my pokeballs
A week had passed, and the forest clearing had become their coliseum, their personal hell. The daily fights had transformed them both. Chloe's body was a roadmap of faint bruises and fading scratches. She had learned to anticipate Silvana's attacks, to dodge and weave with a des...
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Petfight by malforcer
Chapter 12 in Catching bitches with my pokeballs
I found a secluded clearing deeper in the forest than I had ever gone before, a place where the sunlight was dappled and the only sounds were the rustle of leaves and the distant cry of a wild Pidgeot. It was the perfect arena for a private grudge match. I stood at the edge of t...
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