Badly Trained Waifus

Mars had been taking a load off after a particularly daunting challenge earlier in the day. The Petalburg Gym badge was his, finally, and he owed his team a bit of a rest. The PokeCenter had already taken care of the scrapes and bruises, but he figured since most of his team belonged in the forest, he could spare another night under the stars. He set up the campsite in the woods near Petalburg, by one of its many ponds. His bag and five of his Pokeballs laid inside of his tent, with him holding the luxury ball he had received his prized companion in still. A perfect IV Eevee by the name of Aria; he wasn't even annoyed he couldn't change her nickname since it was cute and easy to remember.

Throwing the ball up in the air, he called out: "Come out, Aria. Got something for ya!" he said, figuring he'd play with his team one by one, as he knew they could get jealous for his attention.

"Mya!" Aria emerged with a cute little meow, looking around to see that she was alone before grinning smugly. As a normal type Eevee, she wasn't the best choice for the petalburg gym, but she had persuaded Mars to give her a shot and fight Norman on his own terms. Mostly she just wanted the excuse to persuade a Slaking to be even lazier.

Aria fought smart, not hard. She didn't really do anything hard. It was why she was still a tiny little eevee... albeit just as anthropomorphic as the rest of the group. Four foot something-shameful, no curves, and glasses that sometimes got stuck on her giant ears.

Perfect headpat size.

"Oh master you were so great today! Your tactics carried the whole thing, you know."

Mars reached down with a large Salamence claw to pat the exceedingly adorable Eevee on her head right between her tall ears, "It's easy when you're so fast and good at evading. You did great." He grinned, showing off those sharp draconic fangs as the light breeze made his snow-white bangs rock above his eyes; he needed a haircut again. "Look, pretty nice spot right?" he said, gesturing with his free hand at the forest and clearings. They were away from civilization, but the outline of certain Petalburg City buildings could still be seen. "Figured we could take a little time off the adventure and enjoy ourselves. Pluuuus I wanted to give you this!" he brought his hand down, showing he had been holding an item in his grasp. Opening his hand, Mars showed a somewhat loose black and blue collar with a silver stud at the center. He miniaturized Aria's luxury ball and revealed the stud was magnetic, holding her ball on it. "Was at an accessory store earlier and the lady there told me my Eevee would love this. Been months since we've been together! And you've been trying hard for me, my little gatita ."

"Aww, I love it!" Aria grabbed the collar and snapped it on, quickly getting lost in her neck floof. "I'll take that as a promise, y'know? That I only go into the ball when -I- want to." It had been their only argument. Aria wasn't the most cooperative pokemon around and often liked wandering, getting into trouble, doing her own thing... but she always returned. She loved her giant dragon and she wanted to keep spending time with him. She just... also had urges and STUFF to do. So even a ball whose internals were a bit like a high-rise penthouse wasn't somewhere she necessarily wanted to be shoved.

"That is what you mean, right? I'm officially a follower monster, not a pocket one, hehe." Aria brushed her tail against the dragon's thighs, thick, plush fur passing across him like crowds as she teased.

Mars snickered, shrugging his shoulders while letting out a sigh of defeat. He hadn't wanted it to be that obvious but with his spunky Eevee gal being as energetic as she was he didn't see the talk not happening. He thought this was a good trusting point however, and she deserved a reward. "Yeah, let's make it official. That's why I put it in the collar, babe," he reached down to scoop the shortstack up, holding her up against his chest while giving her a quick eskimo kiss; it was easy to feel the sturdy, thick musculature running down that masculine torso, even when he was dressed in his hooded top. "And seeing as though you like having responsibility that much..." he snickered, aiming his gaze down at the unlit bonfire he had surrounded with a circle of stones. He breathed out a Flamethrower that got a nice fire going, and then he nodded his head over at his backpack, "Got some marshmallows and chocolate bars in there. Dying for a bath, so I'm gonna go to the clearing ahead for a quick soak. Wanna get the snacks going like I showed you last time? I'm sure you'll get it right this time." He grinned, already giving Aria a lesson in trust now that she had every official permission to be out as much as she liked.

"You got it boss!" Aria said, already extending gold spikes from her paws to spear marshmallows as she stood... a bit further back from the fire than was practical. She was fluffy enough to get hot easily, but that wouldn't stop her doing a good job.

Really Aria was good at a lot of things. Her previous trainer had taught her Substitute and Payday, two moves she tried to be... flexible... with, and her signature move was often shaping the gold she produced into needles for precision attacks.

They also worked pretty well as smore sticks.

Aria would have happily continued on like that, giving her man at least some privacy.

Except, well...

Mars was happy to see Aria enjoying herself so much. With her being the physically smallest in his team, he had often found his other party Pokemon being quite disagreeable in their interactions with her. He figured leaving her in charge of the snacks would be a good idea to foster good spirits, especially since he had become so fond of his Eevee that it didn't matter how strong or weak she was; she was going to be part of his party. With a stretch and yawn, the dragon was able to put off his strong facade for a while. Taking care of six monsters every day and adventuring had been stressing him out; not to mention the judgmental stares trainer Pokemon usually got. He was looking forwards to walking away from it all for ten or fifteen minutes and just soak into the pond some paces away from camp...

...and it was around that time that two of the five balls left behind began to rock. A couple of energy beams projected out with a loud, magical sounding jolt, two of Mars’ prized fighters materializing just behind Aria. The couple of party members absolutely loomed over the bespectacled shortstack.

The shorter of the two was still an admirable 5'9", amazonian for a Raichu. She had long, flowing blonde locks and a soft, slightly padded yet unmistakably curvaceous build. The second a Blaziken was two whole feet taller than the Raichu, putting her even higher above poor Aria. Julia and Pollita respectively; they had been best friends since the start of their trainer's adventure, with the amazonian Pollita being the more jealous of the two when it came to monopolizing their master's affection. As usual, she didn't seem pleased to see Aria, a newcomer who had gotten a little to chummy with their master, being outside first.

"What'cha got there, chiquita?" Pollita spoke with an accent similar to Mars’, and it was clear she was smugly staring the Eevee down as usual. And just as usual, Julia walked up from her bestie's side, her large chest wobbling obscenely before settling in, grinning.

"Squirt, you burnt all our food last time. Are you seriously gonna..." Julia started going for the obvious, eyes going for the s'mores, but her attention soon fell to the same place Pollita's eyes was at. "What's that thing on your neck?" she huffed.

The Blaziken wasn't saying anything, but her beak was twisted into a glare of of someone without patience. She wanted answers about that collar.

"It's my ball." Aria said bluntly. She'd gotten kicked in the groin by that particular chicken enough times to feel almost permanently sore... but she also knew that training was just like that. Well. She knew that the chicken found it IMMENSELY IRRITATING when Aria took it for training and refused to rise to the bullying anyway.

"Marmar says -I'm- smart enough to be my own boss, hence why I'm cooking the smores!" Aria waved a golden skewer brightly... before finding herself flying through the air, a stinging around her midriff. She'd been kicked again, right on cue, now came the part where she got knocked into the woods and the fire type would burn the ingredients to a crisp while the rat chased her down.

Aria sighed more than anything. Which prompted a cry of anger from the rat, already chasing her down.

The eevee decided she might as WELL fight back, using quick attack to zip around the trees and avoid her rivals, getting a better vantage point to pick them off. She needed to defend those smores damnit! Except... she saw somebody else, too. A surprisingly masculine gardevoir wandering into the area and about to attack.

Pollita's brain probably couldn't get TOO much worse, but it was still the kind of thing she should deal with...

Aria built a substitute and dropped the inert, petite eevee shaped duplicate off the opposite side of the tree as she ran, hoping that either Julia and the wild pokemon both attacked it... or at least  one of them did while she dealt with the other.

"Hah, got'cha, you squirrely bitch!" Julia zapped forth with a tremendously powerful Volt Tackle that made several avian Pokemon immediately vacate the treetops above. If there was one thing Mars had been equally thorough with was hyper training all of his partners to bring out their peak abilities. Soft and curvy as she was, the Raichu was much more physically apt than her thick appearance suggested. "Teach you to ignore your place in uh..." Unfortunately, all she had hit was the Substitute sitting pretty at the base of the tree. "...Arceus dammit!"

"Here, kitty kitty kitty," Pollita cooed out, her feet aflame and ready to supply her rival with another Blaze Kick. Mars had forbidden them from fighting against each other in the past, but they usually caught Aria and made her swear not to say a thing. The burly hen was wondering when exactly that nerdy cat was going to learn her place at the bottom of the pecking order. But before she could hone in her senses for the hunt, something else caught her attention. "Just my luck," she smirked upon making a discovery. With Julia having attacked the substitute, Pollita easily intercepted the real Aria and jumped after her, smacking her down into the Gardevoir seeking to ambush Julia. "Be useful for something, nerd!" she yelled, figuring if poor Aria got decimated by a wild Pokemon why, it couldn't possibly be helped, right?

"Well then, I guess it's just you and me then?" Aria looked at the gardevoir, the wild pokemon seeming just as confused as she was. He had a swimmer's body and looked... quite adept, honestly. Definitely a higher level than her at that, and she had already used a substitute. She had already used all of her moves, honestly... except for baby doll eyes... and she didn't really think that looking cute at the gardevoir would help.

Plus, she wouldn't do that to her dignity.

Aria pulled out all the needles she could, aiming them right at the wild pokemon's neck. They weren't REALLY a steel attack, but if the fairy type thought they were she might get an advantage.

...Or the wild pokemon could just catch them psychically and attempt to throw them back at her. That worked too. She caught most of them before turning to run away... then quick attacking back, using the feint to tackle the waifish invader and run off in the confusion.

Pollita and Julia could only stare in amusement as the nerdy little Eevee failed at attacking the wild Gardevoir. "At least try a Quick Attack, ya useless ball of fluff!" the Raichu laughed from afar, wanting the wild Pokemon to beat up Aria just as much as she wanted to punish that smartypants kitty.

...Over to Marmar's bag. She pulled out a gold and black sphere that looked a bit like an H and HUCKED it at the invader. She trusted his methods, his stuff to make everything work okay! It looked at her in complete shock before falling into the pokeball... where it glowed for a moment, shook... and then the glow faded.

Around the ball.

Around Aria... a much brighter glow formed.

"What're you doing? Fleeing already?" Pollita was laughing her ass off, "I'm supposed to be the chicken, girl!" she squawked in delight, holding her six-pack abs lest she die of laughter. She had no fear over the Psychic and Fairy Type over there, even if he had all the advantage in the world against her. Between Julia and herself, that guy was toast. But instead of toast, he had been replaced with a ball all of a sudden. "What in the heck...?" she sputtered, but before she got proper time to react, she found herself staring at the bedazzling light coming from Aria. An all too familiar light she had seen when Mars put a Thunderstone to Julia so long ago, and on herself on two separate occasions.

"The heck. There aren't no stones around, are there...?" Julia found herself scratching her head, ears wiggling as she stepped closer to her friend, joining her in the staring. "No moss, no ice... she hasn't traveled with us THAT long..."

"What the hell is that pressure, that energy coming off her...?!" Pollita found herself taking an involuntary step back.

Aria had once watched an episode of Sailor Moon while sitting on Mars’ lap. She LIKED to imagine that what was happening to her looked to the outside observer kind of like that. Her baby fluff and pudgy bits all wrapped up in ribbons and transforming into sparkly wholesome goodness.

In reality it was SIGNIFICANTLY more ominous than that. Most of her hair fell out, leaving only a tiny, silken layer of peach fuzz. Bumps started growing on certain parts of her body... before rolling out five, TEN feet at a time, coiling around her. Her ears extended. Her bones cracked. Her entire body flushed in places and turned a shade of vibrant pink while in other spots it paled.

Granted it was still mostly covered in dazzling light.

Indeed, the only thing the Blaziken could really see was Aria rising from not even five feet... to well over six. A frame becoming statuesque and amazonian, if not QUITE as buff as the chicken.

As the glow faded, Aria felt knowledge come to her of new battle techniques, and she chose to replace the simpering look of 'baby doll eyes' with a succubus' kiss. It felt... more APPROPRIATE for how a strong pokemon like her should act.

She crossed her arms as her evolution completed, wondering if her 'peers' would give her an excuse to try it out.

Mars was still soaking in a pond far away from the action. The Salamence had made use of his Flamethrower to heat up the water, and at dusk it was now the perfect temperature. He could just feel the stress melting away. Casting his eyes over the crown of the trees, he found himself frowning as, for some reason, his mind wandered back to the times he had spent enjoying watching anime with Aria. None of his other teammates enjoyed the stuff, but he could always count on his kitty for indulging in snacks and silly cartoons. "Maybe I should've brought her along to bathe; could've helped with the snacks..." he thought to himself, none-the-wiser that he didn't have to worry about Aria's snacks.

A Sylveon. A fucking Sylveon. Both Julia and Pollita knew exactly what had happened and, more importantly, [b]why[/b]. But the Blaziken was the most jealous one of all. She was seething with anger, the air around her starting to spark.

"What do you think you're doing, you..." Julia caught herself before calling Aria a nerd, given the glasses had fallen off and with the lean fluff, long hair, toned build, feminine ribbons and sinuous appearance Aria was pretty much a completely different gal. She stammered and took a step forth, blushing and huffing, angrily leaning forwards and pumping her fists down, squeezing her fat rack out in the process. "Don't you think you have the master's affection just because you think you love him, pink bitch!" the Raichu yelled, electricity sparking at her cheek pouches.

Aria opened her mouth to protest... but then she thought about it. The Raichu kinda had a point. Marmar obviously loved her BEST; but he was a good guy, too good. He'd spread his affections throughout his whole team, even if some of them were awful bitches. It'd break his heart to have to betray them. It'd break his heart just to confront how cruel they were!

And it was a pokemon's job to protect their trainer.

"That is an excellent point! But I think I know a solution." Aria said with an even tone that made the Raichu's blood run cold... and she unleashed her thunderbolt, striking Aria square in the face.

Sylveon were typically known for extreme levels of special defense, but Julia winced as she saw absolutely NOTHING happen. It should have done more than THAT.

Aria picked up the gardevoir she caught with one of her ribbons and started idly juggling it as Julia hardened her tail and charged in with an iron tail attack, something both physical and super effective HAD to put down the fairy type.

Aria caught it with another ribbon, the lightning shaped dagger not even making contact with her.

"Let me try," Aria said simply, as she yanked Julia's hefty body towards her... and started kissing her, full on the mouth, the Raichu unable to move as the ribbons wrapped her more thoroughly.

Julia struggled to understand how her ten levels above Aria suddenly meant very little. "Just how much experience did that dumbass give you, that can't be... agh!" the rat squeaked, her angry Iron Tail not only being blocked but she was also taken by the suddenly taller ex-nerd. "Hey, let go...!" she protested, feeling immobilized by the bondage of those ribbons so tightly pressing her curvaceous body against Aria's. She couldn't move, and she was feeling weaker by the moment, and the kiss was making her feel lightheaded. It wasn't the first time she had kissed another woman; she had had plenty of experience with Pollita before, especially as they practiced to make out with the hunk of a trainer they had. However, she understood this wasn't any old kiss to humiliate her. The Draining Kiss was being used on her and she could feel her health being sucked out, pouring into Aria. "Mmmpphh...!"

"What the heck," Pollita grunted, starting to stomp towards the two, "Quit fooling around, Julia! Smoke that stupid cat!" she demanded, unaware of what was happening.

Aria felt amazing. She hadn't shown it, but the thunderbolt HAD dealt some damage. Damage that healed up after her first second of kissing the mouse girl. The second after that, she started feeling buzzed. After that... the ratgirl started SHRINKING. Aria could feel it. The electrical stores. Their health. Their SIZE. Their ability. Even their love for little Marmar. It was all being drained into her.

The raichu steadily went from a plus sized, curvy hottie to a rail thin weakling, barely bigger than Aria's old eevee form... and then she wasn't even that, as Aria tightened her ribbons further and PULLED, shoving the raichu down her throat entirely.

Pollita gasped and squeaked in horror as Aria's throat briefly bulged, the outline of a raichu girl rapidly shrinking... and disappearing before even hitting her stomach.

Aria shot up to seven feet in height, all the fat from her latest meal rapidly rushing to her tits and ass, giving her E-cups and a plump, jiggling booty on her previously lean frame. "Oh my, now I'm rather unbalanced! What do you think Pollita, does this figure look good?"

The Blaziken's eyes couldn't have gone wider; anymore and they would've popped right out of their sockets. Sure, all Pokemon, even anthro ones, know that, in the end, are animals, part of a food chain. Certainly very few expected a Sylveon to devour a Raichu, especially considering their size differences. But that smug little... No, that big, now amazonian bitch had done something that even Sylveons were incapable of performing. That only pissed Pollita off more. "That was my friend you just ate, you fat bitch!" she roared, pillars of angry red flames shooting up around her. "That's it. I was hoping you'd learn your lesson today, get your ass kicked by that Gardevoir so bad you'd want to flee like the scaredy cat you are, but this is it. I'm tired of your cutesy little face!"

With that, Pollita held out an arm, focusing on her Hidden Power. Spheres of gray began to spin out of her, gathering at her palm before she projected metallic shockwaves towards the Sylveon.

The pseudo-bullets hit Aria square in the chest, bouncing off her new, thicker titties before the sylveon closed the distance with quick attack in a second, planting a kick in the abs of her opponent and knocking the wind out of her with a fiery wheeze. "I could say the same thing! What part of me stomping your friend told you that I could still be bullied? Hell, at least if you blaze kicked me right in the gooch you would have had a CHANCE at a critical that makes use of my cuddly softness and your physical strength. Clearly your battle tactics aren't up to snuff."

Aria wrapped her ribbons around the buff arms of the chicken girl as she pulled her second victim in closer. "Mine, though, mine are up to EXACTLY snuff. That's right you bully me you get murder puns." Aria snickered as she leaned in for another fatal kiss.

Pollita struggled to admit defeat. She was already at critical stamina levels; her consciousness starting to fail. And all it had taken was a simple quick attack?! She wasn't going to go down like this; she couldn't, not after Julia had died to give this pink cat bigger tits! Her Blaze activated, making the temperature around them substantially raise. Taking the opportunity that she was resistant to the fairy's pull, the Blaziken ironically did just as Aria had suggested and kneed her in the stomach, ready to counter attack with an empowered Blaze Kick; her last ditch attempt at turnabout.

Aria would later admit that hadn't been the best taunt.

And the attack did hurt.

A lot.

Like, holy shit a lot a lot.

Strictly speaking it WOULD have knocked her out and put an end to her plan, leaving Marmar's first pokemon as his ace and main girl, the dragon walking hand in hand with a buff chicken all the way to the championship, completely unaware that he had missed out on having the best, most powerful pokemon EVER on his side.

And that was just unacceptable.

So Aria held on, through sheer force of WILL.

And THEN finished her kiss, draining the blaziken small enough to consume wholesale, leaving her alone in the clearing... as her body began to rumble.

Mars stretched his buff arms and huge wings, stomping back to camp with only his pants on, a towel around his shoulders and the rest of his clothes messily bundled up under an arm. He threw the clothes ball back into the tent, yawning a little. "Hey, gatita, how'd it go with the s'muh..." he trailed off when he realized there was no one at camp. The fire he had started earlier was still sizzling, blackened marshmallows on burning sticks surrounding the bonfire with no sign of the melted chocolate. Instinctively, he grew worried for his partner. "Aria!" he called out, rushing to the tent to get the rest of his team.

Mars didn't expect two of his pokeballs being open next to the miniaturized ones. He knew the balls by heart by now, and knew Pollita and Julia were gone. "Did they go after her? Gotta be something dangerous around here. Maaan why did I leave her alone?" he lamented, but quickly put his belt and three remaining balls hooked on it before he dashed deep into the woods, calling out Aria's name while hoping she and the others were alright.

"Marmar it was so terrible!" the voice caught him before the person. A nine foot tall, absolute BOMBSHELL of a sylveon tackle glomped him as he left the camp. She had six, no, eight abs shining with perfect definition and flexing with her every move, and broad, rounded shoulders supporting both biceps that peaked softly as she curled her arms around for a hug and MASSIVE G-cup tits which stood both perky and WAY too big for somebody with so little overall bodyfat... although her slowly jiggling ass suggested the percentage might not be THAT low.

It didn't hurt that she was completely nude, either.

Or that her breathy voice was almost DISTURBINGLY arousing.

"A gardevoir! One I think is the boss of the whole area! He came out while me and the girls were looking for mushrooms. We tried to fight him, but he was so strong! He killed poor Pollita, KILLED her! And Julia didn't fare much better holding him off while I tried to get the pokeballs. I... I did catch him for you, though!" Aria had ALSO let him out once already, firmly established that she was his boss, and coached him on what to say when HER dragon started questioning him... but Marmar still got naming rights for the little fairy boy!

Mars was caught off guard when suddenly he found himself going ker-goosh against a tremendous pair of severely sloshy tits. A husky tone's whimpers made his whole body shiver as the combined sensuality of three women attacked his senses, making his bulge grow painfully hard against his pants. His larger muscles pressed against hers, allowing him to hold her up with firm tightness. It took him only a few extra seconds while holding her up to conclude who she was. Only one woman referred to him as Marmar. "Aria, it's you! You evolved..." he was about to praise her for her achievement, but the news hit him hard. "What do you mean they're dead? You can't be serious..." he tried to smile, since he was actually relieved that his Sylveon was okay, but the idea his negligence had gotten two of his girls killed weighed heavy in his heart. And his poor kitty, the youngest of them all, exposed to the carnage. "Aria, I'm so sorry I left you alone. It'll never happen again. You did good, you did great, gatita," he brought the busty amazon down to her feet, throwing his burly arms around her to squeeze the insanely curvy, toned feline in a protective hug. "I'm so glad you're alright."

"You don't have to worry Marmar!" Aria hugged him back, enjoying how his rock hard back muscles which had made him seem like a wall of stone to her before... now just felt like a pleasingly strong mattress. "I can win all the fights now. I can take us to the championship, get all the prize money we need, beat up the bandits and the wild pokemon..." And the trainer pokemon, and the trainers... basically anybody who threatened her happily ever after, or looked like they might be considering sort of threatening it at some point in the future. "I'm the best after all, right?"

Mars was considering what Aria was saying; she truly looked and felt stronger. He had always worried about her being so small and frail in battle but now she was so, well, massive! "Alright, gatita. I guess I'm over worrying about'cha. You did avenge Pollita and Julia all on your own!" he said, throwing an arm around Aria to scoop her up by the waist, pulling her up and seating her fat ass on his shoulder; a seat once incredibly spacious to her. The way her immense breasts bounced drew his attention constantly, and his arousal was steadily on the rise as a result. But Mars had to approach that Gardevoir first. "You're the one my kittycakes here caught, aren't you?" he asked.

The gardevoir was... rather traumatized, actually. It had STARTED OUT like a normal battle. Then the battler pokemon had caught him. THEN she'd pulled him out and coached him on what to say. Then, for INCENTIVE she had drained the life force out of a nearby linoone... and forced it INTO him, to make him look more 'convincing' as powerful enough to cause all that trouble.

That is to say, she had casually MADE him stronger. The feminine mon getting a monster booty... and rock hard abs and muscles to give him a 'strong femboy' look he found... disconcerting.

He wasn't sure what to do really.

Except, of course, listen to the psycho kitty.

"Yes sir. I am sorry sir. You had intruded upon my territory just after the kids left and I was feeling belligerent. I may not have known my own strength and I swear it wasn't supposed to get out of hand. I promise to loyally serve you and Aria if you'll accept me. I'll work twice as hard to make up for the missing members." Really... it wasn't THAT far from the truth. He wouldn't MIND being a league pokemon.

Mars raised an eyebrow at the near robotic way of speaking he was getting from his new Pokemon. More strikingly curious was the way the gardeboy had added Aria as the list of people he wanted to serve. For the time being however, Mars convinced himself Aria had delivered quite the beating to that psychic fairy. His brain didn't get much use outside a brief moment of critical thinking; immediately catching sight of the muscular femboy's immense dumptruck. "You're uhh... quite built!" he said, looking up from those wide hips and up at Aria who was in a position to look down upon both of them. "He looks really strong. You did great holding your own!"

"We came to an understanding as fairies or something!" Aria had been very patient letting her plan play out, but her new body had NEEDS. Specifically, she NEEDED her love to actually finally fuck her. He was now only a LITTLE taller than her, and only a LITTLE buffer. Before she'd been told no even when she suggested a quickie, that he'd probably hurt her... now?

Well, she'd be careful not to hurt him.

Aria started pulling his pants off, that MASSIVE cock not being hidden in the slightest anyway. Thick as a two liter bottle, long enough that a foot and a half of pants down the head still wasn't visible, and THROBBING. "Would some emotional release help? It doesn't have to feel like celebrating, just comfort."

ARIA would still be celebrating, of course. She gave the base of the shaft a quick lick, strong tongue sending it wobbling as she got herself used to the taste.

Mars had been ready to reward Aria for her bravery and strength of character, but before he knew it, she was kneeling in front of him, stripping out of his last bits of clothing and pulling out his enormous shaft. It wasn't the first or last time he'd maintain relations with his team, but he had always seen Aria as a cute little fluff that had to be protected, only sending her out to battles he knew she could win. Now she was simply amazonian and not at all afraid of taking charge! It was like his Pokemon was an entirely new woman now that she was a Sylveon. "Mmnnghh... Aria..." his words were failing him. What was he supposed to say? Great new udders! Excellent bubblebutt! Sexy new muscles! Adorable long hair; she was perfect in all regards. The look of that adorable little shortstack was steadily melting away from his memory, his titanic cock throbbing madly and spurting thick globs of dragon pre over her face.

Aria finished removing her dragon's pants, wrapping a ribbon around his cock and weighing it delicately, enjoying every pound she felt. Then she approached the head, opening her lips wide, and Marmar got a chance to realize something. They didn't LOOK as spectacular as the tits or the butt, but Aria's lips were just as upgraded. If not more so.

They were the lips of a soulstealer.

In one motion, Aria had deepthroated his entire cock, ravenous throat taking it all with alarming ease. With one KISS... he felt himself about to explode. It was like having an orgasm yanked out of him... and she looked more than ready to go harder.

Mars realized all the attention Aria's curves had stolen had left him ignoring the pillowy suppleness of her mouth; his cat now endowed with some mighty suckers. He had yet no idea just how truly mighty they were. His eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as they witnessed her throat distending with his beastly shaft taking temporary residence in the Sylveon's esophagus, ensuring not a single drop of Salamence pre-jizz ended anywhere else but inside the pink fairy's stomach. "Fuck, you're thirsty, so fucking... nnghhh...! Grrrrawr!" the Master put his heavy right claw on the predatory succubus, pressing her face onto his intensely musky crotch, the bottom of her plush lips kissing his swollen nuts. All reservations about fucking his favorite went out the window as he began to ride out an orgasm while fucking her gorgeous face, blasts of virile seed rushing down into her belly by the gallon.

One gallon. Two. If Aria had a gag reflex... she wouldn't find it. If her abs had the ABILITY to be anything except glorious, they wouldn't tonight. No matter how much she sucked, her body didn't distend. If anything... she only looked even better, clearer fur, clearer skin, and just that hair more beef from her protein drink. Her tongue felt up every inch of that spurting cock, getting every nook and cranny, memorizing its veins, spurring her partners output HIGHER even as he came his brains out. A gentle TOUCH sent him spiraling onto his back, mind already fully occupied, as she advanced without breaking her seal, intent on riding it out to the end... before moving on to the REAL fun.

Few were the times when a Salamence could get physically overpowered, if not by a fellow dragon. But lo and behold, the master was toppled by his amazing pet, the cat's curvaceous weight bearing down on him. As he fell down though his burly arms went around those toned arms pulling Aria closer so that his leg muscles could rub against hers, so that those tremendous tits could squish against his burly thighs. The sloshing weight of her mammaries made Mars growl from further arousal, his jizz rewarding the succubus' effort. "Fuck. Aria your tits are so huge now. Evolution was so good to you!"

"It's only because you're such a good trainer!" Aria finally let her personal fountain go and wiped her lips, letting her partner's aftershocks paint her abs. "I just want to make sure this isn't as far as I go. I'm only thirty, after all!" Aria was clearly referring to her level; agewise, with skin that perfect and features that young, she could probably claim to be nineteen indefinitely. "I'm curious just how perfect I can get~"

Mars stared at the Sylveon's abs, their fur almost impermeable, his cum dripping down over those muscular thighs. Instinctively, the Salamence reached forth and pulled her in by the hips, dragging her knees beside his hips so that her tits would hang right in front of his mouth. All that action had drained a portion of his energy, leaving him thirsty. "Milk Drink, please," he had asked nicely, but his voice still carried command, and he expected the sloshy noise he had heard to prove the fact Aria had learned the useful, and delicious move, which he had never had the pleasure of witnessing in person before. His draconic maw opened and clamped down on Aria's left teat, immediately starting to suckle on it while his claws went around and groped her thick ass cheeks, showing the eeveelution that she was so shamelessly bottom heavy now that even though when she was an Eevee one of Mars’ claws was enough to lift her up by the tush just one of her creamy pink 'cheeks was too much for his entire palm now.

Aria paused. She was pretty sure Sylveons couldn't do that. Certainly it wasn't battle legal in the slightest. She'd never heard of the move or used it... and she couldn't feel the telltale tingle of her about to lose the level of battle polish on an old ability that came with replacing a move. But then, she realized, it didn't have to be for battles, it just had to be something she could DO.

And she wasn't really willing to accept there being stuff she couldn't do. Eevees COULD inherit Wish, so that covered having healing powers to start with... so Aria tried wishing she was producing healing milk. "GLgrk!" An odd sound came from both of them, Aria as she felt her chest double in already prodigious weight... and Mars as the tap burst open and a thick, creamy CUP of curiously sweet fairy milk flooded his mouth

Mars widened his eyes, cheeks puffing out at first as what he expected to be a soft stream at best ended up being quite the sudden burst. With his mouth full the dragon tasted that rich, sweet cream. The tingling in his tastebuds was all his body needed to begin absorbing vigor from Aria's delicious treat, but he still gulped it down, eager to sample some more and quench his thirst. With a delighted growl, the dragon pulled her in further, smothering his face on that enlarged bust as he laid back with his dear pet on top, his mouth sucking away to bring relief to the sudden weighted mammaries.

Aria pulled him close, cradling his head as she carried most of his weight, letting him suck. It felt good... and was awakening something in her. A twisted sort of maternal instinct. He was so helpless. He was a giant dragon, sure, but by HER standards he was so helpless. She'd have to protect him. Take care of him. Make sure he made the right decisions... and the right allies. She'd have to check all his other pokemon later, vetting them for safety purposes. And if they weren't... well, if she drained more, he could have more milk~

Mars took about a full minute of ceaseless sucking to break out of his milk-addicted stupor. He realized he wanted more, but was now lucid enough to realize he had only given one of Aria's teats the courtesy of lightening it up. He popped her nipple out only to replace it with the neglected one, but his claws left her deliciously plump bubble butt to grope and massage both boobs at once, wanting her to feel at least half the pleasure he was getting from having that medicinal cream restore his vigor. Soon enough, his colossal dragon spire was getting hard again, striking her voluminous rump.

Aria delicately fingered his hardening cock, getting it pouring pre once again, "My, my, you sure are enthusiastic today. Well after you recharge, perhaps you could have some fun with the ass you seem to like so much!" Aria rode up a bit, backing up to the cock and already wrapping it inside plush cheeks as she straddled his abs, bending down to his mouth as he lay back in total bliss. She was barely moving, and already her cheeks gently undulated around his shaft, massaging it between them after barely a scoot.

If she danced, there would probably be collateral damage.

Mars was already spurting generous globs of pre which got smudged and smeared into that vast ass crack. His eagerness to fuck that enormous butt was overpowering his newly found taste for his Sylveon's rich milk. Finally taking a breather from all that intense nursing, Mars dunked his head into her cleavage and gave Aria an energetic motorboating while his claws once again fell to her hips. "You want me to fuck your ass?" he repeated as he slowly rolled his head up and set his blue eyes on hers, "When did you get this kinky, damnit?" his tail thumped down on the ground beside him with great excitement, his dick throbbing no less enthusiastically between the supple 'cheeks. Of course, even if Aria had been that kinky before, their clear size difference would have rendered sex, let alone buttsex, pretty much a no go. There was nothing stopping master and pokemon from experimenting all they wanted now.

"I've always been a LITTLE kinky, I just didn't have an appropriate body for it until now," Aria teased, standing up over her trainer... and squatting down, lowering her ass onto his shaft, her variant of the amazon position. Her muscular hole greedily sucking it up almost immediately. It was mercifully huge, able to get through her enormous cheeks with several inches still to go. "Besides, we can't do missionary, I might get pregnant." Even if there was no chance of Aria getting 'discarded' as a breeding slut, she wasn't sure that filling the world with overpowered eevees was a good idea. Yet.

Mars whistled up at the towering, busty cat, able to see those mighty abs contrasting the tremendous boobs that looked so out of place on such a toned figure. "And me without protection, what a pity.... nnngh!" he grunted at his joke, closing his eyes when that greedy asshole began to stretch out his Sylveon's insides. "Fuuuuck how can that fat ass be so tight?!" he rumbled out in arousal, his claws barely able to move for the time being, paralyzed with pleasure. His dick still twitched inside of the strong confines, pre making its way inside of Aria's stomach via her rear end, almost as if her glorious behind was just another mouth to feed.

Aria felt the fluid settling in her stomach again and wondered what kind of organs she had, post evolution. Perhaps her entire body was just a hungry void of POWER. Perhaps all her orifices could work however she needed them to.

...Perhaps another clap of the cheeks would count as a 'draining kiss'. Of course, she wasn't sure that she wanted her boy cumming that hard, that soon. He'd fill her up, she'd have to fill him up, and they'd get caught in an infinite loop. They had ambitions! They couldn't fuck FOREVER.

Maybe just eight hours.

Every night.

She could replace sleep with it maybe!

She'd just have to pace herself.

Aria tried taking it slow, raising her body up and lowering it down, massive thighs moving her for easy squats along Mars’ massive shaft. Sometimes she'd tense, letting him gasp as her sphincter held him tight and she pulled his body up with her... sometimes she'd go extra low, compressing her cheeks against his thighs and holding the pose deep.

Mars was caught off guard by that sexual eagerness he still wasn't used to in his partner. However, her intensity was not only infectious, it spurred him to take charge. His muscles bulked up as he tensed, claws firmly groping Aria's immense ass cheeks not to impede but to contribute to each lift off and slam down. The violent anal love making could soon be felt around them, the ground cracking under them as the forest shook with their moans of bliss. The salamence couldn't think about anything that wasn't the tightness inside of his Sylveon. "Fuck this feels great!" he roared, smacking his lover's jiggly behind. His extraordinarily thick member was forcing that tailhole to become insatiable for anything but at least that ludicrous size. "Your ass feels so good, Aria...!"

"It's the best ass around!" Aria taunted, tongue lolling out as her partner worked so much harder to contribute. "And I'll make sure it only gets better! Every night, bigger! Every night, longer! Every night, harder! You want that, right?" Aria leaned in, eyes glinting with need, "You want me to always be getting better? What I can REALLY do?" All he had to do was say the word and she'd stop holding back, stop... worrying about what people might think. She'd drain him dry... and make him hers alone.

Mars brought his arms up along her sinuous waist, pulling Aria down by her huge tits. With their lips connecting, Mars began to wildly make out with his Pokemon while fucking her brains out, his long, serpentine-like tongue thrusting far back to give her an intense makeout that was sure to give her the answer she wanted without needing words to deliver the command: She was never to stop getting better for him. And just as she was bringing him pleasure he wouldn't stop making that amazon orgasm over and over and over...

Aria did orgasm at that. Finally feeling release in more ways than one as she yowled; tail and ribbons wrapping tight around her partner and pulling him close... as she started draining him once again, turning the screaming orgasm simultaneous. As her belly got flooded once again, she started squirting across Mars’ front, the force like rubber bullets bouncing off of him, a taste of what was to come from the beast he had unleashed.

Mars had a hard time holding himself back with Aria, that ass wrecking battering ram ending up so far up her guts it was almost like he was filling her stomach up directly with prejizz. However that flow soon stopped: His partner was simply too good at getting him off now, especially during that weakening kiss. His balls swelled against her ass cheeks, and soon enough the break in production was replaced with brutal blasts of hot dragon semen. Mars let loose a veritable hydro pump of white inside of the thick Sylveon, flooding her insides with all of his love as they made out.

Aria moaned as she got filled once again, it felt so amazing to hold so much. She hoped her partner really did know hydro pump. She hoped this wasn't even it and she could take even more. Her body greedily absorbed the cum once again, re-energizing her and making her even more voluptuous, even more silken-furred. It would help her in round three.

And four.

And five.

She would let the day start at dawn, until then it would just be the two of them.