Violet and Lily saw that their eldest sister had already accepted the boy's conditions, so what was left for them to hesitate about?
To be honest, apart from Misty who still wanted to restore the Gym's glory, the three older sisters' minds had long drifted away from the dojo.
To put it bluntly, they were just a group of girls from a well-off family who had no real interest in fighting and killing; they preferred beauty and performing, enjoying the scorching gazes of the audience and the feeling of being pursued by thousands.
So, if one were to be harsh, they were actually quite superficial, having unknowingly become vain women trapped by fame and fortune.
Therefore, as long as they could maintain their current status, the three older sisters were quite willing to compromise. If not for the fact that Misty was indeed different from them and had a hopeful future—and as sisters, they couldn't ruin their little sister's prospects for their own sakes—they might have agreed a year ago when the boy first proposed the trade.
Now that Misty had thought it through, and their eldest sister, the decision-maker, had taken the lead in agreeing, Violet and Lily naturally had no further objections and accepted their fate with a sigh of relief.
In fact, they had been quite worried that Misty would remain stubborn; if they really lost their current affluent life because of it, they might truly have regretted it.
To preserve their good life, Violet and Lily eagerly hugged the boy's body from the front and back, forming a two-bread-cheese sandwich that squeezed him in the middle, pressing their soft breasts and lower abdomens against him, constantly giving him a body massage to please him.
Feeling two pairs of soft, large rabbits squeezing against him from front and back, the fragrant and soft taste of beauty made Li Yuan tremble; the pleasure of skin-to-skin contact with female bodies simply made his bones go soft—it was nothing short of exhilarating.
Sure enough, a "rice bowl" (harem donburi) is more delicious; not only is the portion large and filling, but it is also erotic and glamorous to the extreme—who doesn't like the taste of the forbidden?
Violet rode on his gun barrel, pumping up and down non-stop, while Lily hugged him from behind, rubbing her wet leg gate against his body, creating friction.
The three of them began a fiercely erotic swaying motion; Violet in his arms was thrust into screaming repeatedly, spewing dirty words, and eventually, as expected, climaxed again and again, being ruthlessly filled with cream puffs like her eldest sister and fucked into bliss on the floor.
Behind him, seeing this, Lily knew it was her turn; she moved her wet petals away from her master's skin, actually pulling a sticky string of honey-like juice, showing that while rubbing against her master's body, she too had experienced a mild orgasm.
So much so that she no longer rejected that gun barrel; she actually began to crave the sensation of being filled deep inside.
Thus, this pink-haired beauty climbed up with a trace of infatuated longing, her hands actively wrapping around the boy's neck as she kissed him obsessively.
Li Yuan felt the fragrant tongue actively exploring his mouth and was momentarily stunned, obviously not expecting that hidden among the four sisters was one who truly loved him.
Lily clamped tightly onto the boy's waist, and without waiting for his command, began to rock on her own.
Her flower core hungrily crashed against the gun barrel, the impacts making her body go soft and her mind blur; shameful moans were released without concealment, and she became the first slut among the four sisters to scream "Fuck me to death" from the pleasure.
Indeed, pink-haired girls should never be underestimated; they really can be different from the rest.
In the end, she even actively pushed the boy down onto the sofa, her thirsty gaze seemingly saying "I'm not pretending anymore, I'm just a pervert," greedily pinning him down for a crazy pile-driving session.
The intensity and the terrifying speed of the in-and-out thrusts shocked her sisters who possessed the Silver Crests.
The sensation transmitted through the Silver Crests didn't feel like the boy was enjoying it, but rather like their third sister was venting her lust.
No way, Third Sister, are you really this kind of person?
They always said they could hear strange noises from the Third Sister's room at night; it turns out she was hiding it from her sisters and playing alone secretly?
Feeling her sisters' horrified gazes, Lily realized her lewd nature was exposed.
But she couldn't really be blamed; she wasn't lewd before, but after a year of being stripped naked and subjected to non-penetrative desecration by the boy, she had become somewhat addicted over time. However, knowing the boy was their enemy, she hadn't dared to give herself to him, which led to her pent-up frustration.
Now that everyone had laid their cards on the table, she had nothing left to pretend; she might as well satisfy her thirsty heart first!
Thus, Lily became the one who played the longest among the four sisters, not falling off the boy's body until her lower body was weak from being fucked, her eyes filled with deep satisfaction.
She hadn't expected complete sex to be so addictive; if she had known, she would have persuaded her sisters to accept the master's maintenance earlier. Since they would be fucked into addiction sooner or later, why not get comfortable earlier?
Damn it, a whole year of pleasure wasted; she must make up for it ruthlessly in the future!
Thus, three of the Cerulean Four Sisters were done, leaving only the last one, who was also the most important target of this trip: the original Pokémon heroine, Misty.
As the first-generation heroine, although Misty wasn't the most beautiful among all the heroines, she was not bad at all, and with the addition of the childhood nostalgia filter, she was very lovable.
Li Yuan didn't wait for Misty to come over; he stood up with his big gun and walked directly to her.
Sitting on the sofa with her long legs spread, Misty thought Li Yuan wanted her to give him oral sex as usual, and her pretty face became even hotter.
But she also knew she couldn't escape this fate today; her sisters had all been filled with cream puffs, and mostly likely would all become pregnant with the villain's children in the future. If she didn't do this, and her sisters ended up with big bellies while she remained safe, wouldn't she seem out of place?
A family needs to be neat and tidy; either give birth together, or... give birth together~.
So Misty shamefully tucked her hair behind her ear, opened her lips, stuck out her fragrant tongue, and moved toward the big gun.
However, just as she was preparing to taste that familiar disgusting flavor, the boy suddenly crouched down and blocked her mouth with his own lips.
Immediately, a soft and evil tongue intruded into her mouth, tangling with her fragrant tongue while kissing her down onto the sofa.
The boy interlaced his fingers with hers, pressing his entire weight onto her jade-like body, compressing her chest severely.
Then he thrust his hips, pressing that domineering hard object against her leg gate, forcing it into her body little by little.
A feeling of fullness, stretching, and burning heat rushed to her heart; she knew she was being ravaged, and for a moment, she couldn't help but struggle and resist slightly.
But this slight struggle not only failed to push the boy away but instead ignited the hunter's ferocity. He became even more excited, kissing down with more force, drilling his tongue into the girl's deep throat.
At the same time, he thrust hard from below; the evil gun barrel forcibly broke through that sacred thin film, rushing all the way to the deepest part of the flower core, crashing straight into that tender nursery.
"Ugh ahhh~!!!"
Misty couldn't help but tremble all over; the intense stimulation swept through her body like an electric current, numbing her scalp, making her body spasm, and causing her eyes to roll back severely, nearly fainting from the thrust.
Added to the boy sweeping deep in her throat and the relentless pounding below, under the dual stimulation, Misty soon felt suffocated, her face flushing red from holding her breath.
After a long while, Li Yuan relaxed the offensive on both ends, allowing Misty to catch her breath.
But soon he launched a simultaneous attack again, nearly poking Misty into unconsciousness once more.
Repeating this cycle, Misty switched back and forth between suffocation and panting, being continuously desecrated in a way that was both painful and addictive.
She didn't know how to describe this feeling; the suffocation clearly made her hover before the gates of hell several times, but experiencing 'death' didn't terrify her. Instead, it converted into a trace of excitement, which, combined with the pleasure of sex itself, made her feel increasingly satisfied and comfortable, until she greedily craved to be abused in even more evil and forbidden ways~.
Hurry... bully me... more... break me...
Misty revealed a broken expression, her body arching high from the thrusts, craving a more stimulating and dangerous taste.
A day later, she couldn't help but ask him to pinch her skin, to hurt her more; she wanted a more complex stimulating pleasure, wanted all her senses to be excited to the extreme!
That feeling was like how sweet chocolate is likeable, but the kind with a slightly bitter taste is even more addictive~.
She seemed to be a little broken, seeming to start feeling that his body was so great; she still wanted this pleasure, didn't want to lose it again...
Master... punish me... hurt me~!