Ooh! Ooh! I'll play. Touko (Hilda) x Tangela.
Hilda stood proudly in front of the adoring crowd. She’d done it at last! Champion of the Unova region, the greatest Pokémon Mistress of them all! She basked in the adulation of the cheering masses, their eternal cheers warming her up and making her feel so good… so, so good…
Hilda awoke moaning, her mind a lustful, not-quite-awake haze, her naked body burning with pleasure. She felt something thrusting back and forth inside her wet pussy, felt something move carefully inside her tight ass.
She looked down through half-closed eyes and saw the blue vines curling along and around her body, writhing along her naked flesh. Even as two deliciously fucked her pussy and ass, the rest of the multitude slithered across her, caressing her bare skin, wrapping around and gently stimulating her small, sensitive breasts.
Hilda was vaguely of Tangela standing at the foot of her bed, her eyes intent on her lustful body, her many vines untangled to hold Hilda and pleasure her.
Hilda smiled and moaned loudly, partly out of her own lust, partly to please Tangela. She started moving and writhing within Tangela’s tentacular grip, letting her body dance with her own pleasure in the certain knowledge that her Pokémon loved watching her succumb to her vines.
And succumb she did. Tangela’s relentless groping and caressing and teasing and slithering and fucking drove Hilda into a lustful frenzy. Soon her constant grinding against Tangela’s many smooth appendages wasn’t just a performance, but a true expression of the pleasure that ruled her.
Hilda gasped, struggled for breath, bucked her hips helplessly in attempt to force Tangela’s vines to fuck her holes deeper, harder. Instead Tangela tightened her grip, her tentacles wrapping around Hilda’s wrists and ankles, forcing her to remain still on her bed, completely incapable of moving away or forward, helpless to do anything except feel her fuck her pussy and her ass and her groping of her tiny tits.
Hilda screamed when she came hard and not even the grip of Tangela’s vines could stop her thrashing about on the sheets. Her twin holes both clenched around Tangela’s tentacles trapping them inside of her as her orgasm washed over her.
Soon, Hilda went limp, completely spent. Tangela’s many vines withdrew in a hurry and, suddenly, she was just an innocent little plant Pokémon and not the tentacular being of lust that pleasured Hilda so.
“You know…” Hilda panted, as she struggled to get her breath back. “We’ve talked about you feeling me up when I’m sleeping, right?”
“Right,” Hilda smiled. “You really should do me way more often.”
[Oh God, I’ve never written tentacle porn before. But then, wasn’t that kind of the point of my experiment?]
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