Explicit Pokemon Adventures

You give in to your needs, you brush off the thought of fighting and inhale more of the pheromones. You present your holes wide open to your Pokemon. Beedrill presses its own prick against a hole that you didn't think about. You tense up slightly but at that very moment inhale even more pheromones. You feel almost content this is happening, Beedrill releases a wet substance out of the penis and it lubricates itself. It slowly pushes its way into your tight anus and you feel yourself stretch. You moan and feel strange, the penis's bumps feel warm and make you think of snuggling up with pillows. You know its not real but the sheer feeling makes you dig your face into the dirt. The cock finally reaches the back of hole where you begin to laugh. You feel....full, but as you begin to savour such a feeling. Beedrill pulls back. You grunts feeling like Beedrill is pulling you out of your own skin. You are scared, you feel betrayed, all these feeling in a mere moment. Then suddenly, Beedrill pushed back into you and the world feels right again. After many more strokes, you come to accept the feeling of Beedrill's outwards motion. You come to accept it as necessity for pleasure. You realize, however, that Beedrill has poisoned your mind. You gave into too far to this sort of pleasure. Beedrill's thrusts become more prominent and stronger. The prick pulses inside you. You beg for cum, you never this was what life was. The thrusts become stronger until finally it presses down with force that feel it in your stomach. Beedrill's cock becomes to actually squirm about within you and then you feel it. It feels sticky. like honey. It cumming out slowly, you realize your trapped. Your body has been locked in place, you can't move at all. You wait as this honey like substance begins to fill you and with it, an orgasm from the cum. The chemicals within the sperm cause you to climax, however you cant moan. Its all being done in your mind. You are driven mad for it and the cum fills you up. Tears run down your face with a smile that you can muster with very little success. You love it, Beedrill's sperm brings its own scent that gladly you take in. The paralysis wears off and moans like a Houndour in heat. You scream and pant as Beedrill pulls out off you. You sit down and realize it has been hours, but you enjoy every moment of it. You realize something much more important though, you are now addicted. You wont go without this anymore, you will kneel to Beedrill's cock. Something about that makes you happy. Beedrill lays down next to you to sleep. You know that sex with others will be just as good, but this will be something different.

You are chemically addicted to Beedrill, you will have sex with Beedrill when it asks regardless.