She hasn't even eaten yet!!!
Tonight, holding the thought of wanting to eat meat, the clear, graceful, and charming Articuno finally gathered the courage to come to the Trainer's room.
But just in the time it took to sleep, she found herself NTRed.
Not simple couple hand-holding, or fair harem competition, but genuine direct snatching!
The kind without allowing resistance!
Living so long, it was the first time Articuno encountered such a situation.
Kissing mouth-to-mouth as soon as she came up and shamelessly sticking her tongue in to entangle actively, she endured.
Then first treating and ravaging the Master like a toy with those charming, moist, black silk chocolate jade feet, then wasting large patches of precious essence as soon as her footwork improved slightly, she also endured.
Followed by holding up the explosive snow globes, wrapping deliberately like a steamer attempting to stew the Master, while the obsessed fragrant tongue, clearly still stained with a lot of fluid, tried to climb up tactfully to stain the Master again, she still endured!
If the last step was done secretly... it, it wasn't unendurable...
But th-th-th-th-this—
Even Articuno, with a clear, graceful personality like a virtuous wife and classical beauty, was about to explode at this moment.
This insidious, cunning, vicious, detestable white-haired yandere woman actually fucked the Master right in front of her!!!
Not planning to avoid people at all, right?!
But before she could prepare to curse loudly, a restraint from the world suddenly descended, blocking her petal-like soft cherry lips solidly.
???
Articuno opened her fresh, moist lips, her emerald-blue beautiful eyes full of misty moisture.
Not even letting me speak, selfish bad woman—
Based on current strength, Articuno was no match for the Nightmare God in complete form before her in a head-on confrontation.
Moreover, being in the dreamscape now, Darkrai, the ruler, could manipulate and change things at will with a move of her finger. With one ebbing and the other flowing, the strength gap between the two widened even more.
Based on the principle that only her own charming pants and moans could exist here, and no sound from a second woman was allowed...
This white-haired yandere mature sister moved her will and banned Articuno's right to speak directly. Her originally strong possessiveness towards Hakuya reached its peak at this moment.
Humph-humph~ Whether it's the giant thing filling her underneath, or the essence about to erupt like volcanic lava soon, tonight they can only be hers!
Suddenly, feeling the white-haired mature sister riding on his waist attacking more and more enthusiastically, Hakuya's eyelids jumped subconsciously. He adjusted and slowed down the plowing intensity appropriately.
He wasn't worried about being sucked dry tonight, but hoped this yandere girl wouldn't die on his legs.
Although Lv87 was definitely the highest level Hakuya had seen so far, and her physical fitness and strength were unquestionable, he didn't know if she could withstand his playing like this...
But unfortunately, the greedy Nightmare God clearly didn't understand the farm owner's meaning.
Just thinking of fucking Hakuya ruthlessly in front of Articuno now, her waist trembled, and she couldn't stop demanding more intensely.
This feeling of NTRing in front of the wife, ahhhhhhhh!
Clearly loving the Trainer to the extreme in her heart, but firmly locked in the chair.
Her beautiful eyes widened in vain, watching helplessly as her beloved Trainer, powerless to resist, was pressed under this strange white-haired bad woman, sucked dry ruthlessly.
Even if unwilling in her heart, she couldn't even utter curses.
Only forced to listen to the charming, chaotic water sounds between the Trainer and the bad woman.
What a grand nightmare this is—
Not to mention the pleasure of her body being completely filled, subconsciously overflowing with glug-glug honey juice with just a move.
Feeling this for the first time in thousands of years, wanting to possess this small fry farm owner before her.
Brain, trembling crazily, ahhhhhhhh!
Like it, like it, like it, like it, like it!
"Too slow! Fast, faster~ Hoo-hah~ Don't, don't think about leaving a single drop for them tonight."
"I want it all! Mmm, mmm-oh-oh-ho~"
Two balls of soft, crisp, voluptuous milk fat sprayed large amounts of thick, white, warm, fragrant honey juice due to the climax. At this moment, the Nightmare God's starry eyes floated with charm, saliva flowing from her jade lips. Those slender, charming, soft black silk beautiful legs clamped the waist tightly subconsciously, afraid Hakuya before her would pull out and run away later.
As time passed, pink heart-shaped pupils began to gradually appear in Darkrai's crimson beautiful eyes, completely different from the previous lofty mature sister attitude.
What else can be done? Yandere unlocked complete form—
Hakuya sighed helplessly, then significantly increased the speed and frequency.
After all, she was the strongest Darkrai in history. After recovering her strength, in a one-on-one fight, currently probably only Articuno enhanced by the Icicle Plate could win steadily. But now dragged into the dreamscape, there was completely no way...
Since he couldn't win the Pokémon battle, finally, the Trainer had to go into battle with real swords and guns.
The erect scorching heat began to impact unreasonably on this white-haired yandere's black silk buttock flesh. The ripe, full, juicy, voluptuous honey peach trembled and swayed, visibly setting off surging black silk peach buttock waves, triggering bursts of tactful charming cries leaking from her enchanting jade lips.
At this moment, the Nightmare God still ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-ing undoubtedly gave Articuno a huge shock.
The first spray, she was still immersed in the anger of having the Trainer NTRed in front of her.
Detestable, wishing to freeze this insidious and cunning Darkrai into an ice block with an Ice Beam.
The second time, she felt she calmed down a bit.
After all, one has to bow under the eaves; same for Articuno.
The third time, she still had the mind to organize language, secretly cursing this white-haired yandere mature sister for shamelessness.
Asking for so many times and riding lewdly on the Trainer's waist, truly never seen such a thick-skinned selfish woman.
The sixth time, her heart was sour, but her appearance could still hold up an indifferent expression.
Humph, just wait and see. This white-haired bad woman will run out of strength soon.
The ninth time, she felt a lump in her throat, finding herself unable to speak.
Something seems wrong?
The twelfth time, she fell completely silent.
Until the full fifteenth time, Articuno finally really couldn't hold it anymore, tears streaming down her face.
"Ah-hah... ah-hah... just like this... deeper... going to pierce the womb..."
Darkrai had completely lost her reason at this moment. Those originally cold crimson beautiful eyes had long rolled back, leaving only the corner of her vision greedily watching the man beneath her who constantly brought her ultimate pleasure. Her black high-slit dress was long gone, leaving only a few tattered strips of cloth and that pair of black silk garter stockings soaked in love fluid, glistening with lewd water light.
Squelch... Squelch...
Every thrust of Hakuya was like a heavy hammer striking Articuno's heart. She watched helplessly as the usually high-and-mighty Nightmare God, now like a bitch in heat, stuck out those two halves of plump buttock flesh whipped red, crazily meeting the impacts from behind. That muddy and messy connection part was constantly spitting white foam and transparent strings with their movements, smearing the roots of their thighs and the sheets beneath them into a mess.
"More... put your all... shoot it all inside... become Darkrai's exclusive sperm container... mmm-ahhh!"
With a shrill and joyful scream from Darkrai, her body tensed violently. That tight flower hole contracted crazily as if to wring that giant thing off. Hakuya growled low, his waist moving like a motor, sprinting hundreds of times in that narrow, wet, hot passage. Finally, amidst a muffled groan that broke Articuno's heart, he poured the umpteenth load of thick, scalding essence fiercely into the deepest part of this white-haired yandere girl.
Pfft—
Massive amounts of white turbidity poured back out because the container was full, flowing slowly down Darkrai's trembling inner thighs, gathering into a puddle of lewd water stains on the floor.
Y-You white-haired juicing machine, stop squeezing, those should all belong to me—
Suddenly, bean-sized tears covered the charming, soft, jade-graceful blue-haired mature sister's face.
Her originally delicate, dripping emerald-blue beautiful eyes were blurred by a thin layer of mist. Articuno couldn't help pouting her small mouth.
Bits and pieces of memories played like a revolving lantern, making her already sad and fragile heart even worse at this moment.
Uuu-uuu-uuu~ Whether feelings or time, clearly I came first tonight!
Whether being ravaged ruthlessly by the Trainer, enchanting snow globes kneaded into various lewd shapes, or played with wantonly until that place couldn't even close, or having the lower abdomen completely filled with essence until too full to get out of bed the next day...
No matter which, these are scripts I should have taken—
How come out of thin air...
At this moment, although the one being played with ruthlessly was the white-haired yandere girl Darkrai, Articuno also went limp on the chair. Her body, already soft, charming, and clear, which would subconsciously go weak just by the farm owner's slight touch, couldn't muster any strength now.
Th-This is definitely a nightmare, right?
She looked at the Nightmare God still galloping over the scorching heat, transforming into various enchanting shapes, her pupils completely losing focus.
Still fucking! D-Don't—
Don't fuck my Master anymore!!!