My second fic, after a long hiatus! Takes place slightly before the events of US/UM! I like to think everyone in US/UM used to have the trials and Totem Pokemon that they had in S/M, but spent time changing them both for newcomers, so that explains why Lana was helping upgrade her own, Kiawe's, and Mallow's trials. Please leave a review and feedback; it would be greatly appreciated! :)
Update 1/23/17: Expanded on this chapter, and added more to the story near the end! Chapter 2 coming soon!
Lana dipped her feet into the water, sighing happily as she felt the cold water dancing along her toes. She wiggled them in the water, the toes still very much sticky because of all the sweat that had accumulated throughout the past four days. She had been too busy thinking up of ways to make her Trial better for any newcomers, and had even spent all of the past three days helping Mallow and Kiawe with their new trials as well, testing them to see if they were fair enough for some trainers. And if there was one thing a humid jungle and the peak next to a volcano are known for, it's their heat. And heat meant even more sweat; she had chosen to sleep in an alcove on Brooklet Hill, having been too lazy and tired to even try going home. The particular spot she chose to sleep at, while it was nice and cool at night, was unbearably hot when the sun came up, so now Lana was just looking for relief.
Sweat dripped down from her brow, streaking down her face, nearly stinging her eye as it followed the path along her nose, before eventually dripping down to the corner of her mouth. She blinked as the sudden taste of salt graced her lips, and she found herself subconsciously sticking her tongue out to collect the sweat drop, taking in the saline droplet. Flashes of her time at sea went through her mind, making her yearn even more for the ocean waters. Especially during this unexplained heatwave pouring through Alola. Sighing, she stood up.
The waters were cold, and they were calling for her. Calling for her relief from the unbearable rays of sunlight bearing down on her. She reached down to grab her sailor's top, the hem also soaked with sweat with how much she had accumulated; it was no wonder that the whole thing was completely wet and damp; she would have to wash it later. Still gripping the hem her hands pulled up, she lifted her elbows… And then was hit with a sudden wave of musk emanating from the air.
She blushed as the shirt was just barely over her head when she stopped to search for the source of the smell, only to realize that it was coming from herself. Lana finished taking off her shirt and tossed it aside, before slowly and hesitantly raising her arms up again, exposing her sweaty underarms to the world around her. Their musk permeated the air, and Lana's breathing began to take in more of her own scent with each passing second. She saw the beads of sweat rolling down her armpits and along her side, touching at the swimsuit she wore underneath.
Lana folded her arms behind her head, locking her fingers against each other while she got in many whiffs of her armpit's scent. Did she really smell that bad? That... gross? But… it was supposed to be 'gross', at least. It was supposed to be something that she was ashamed of, smelling so musky and sweaty, and sniffing her own armpits like that to take in even MORE of the scent. But… for some reason… A part of her couldn't help but… like this scent, somehow. It was only 'gross' because she was raised to believe it was, right? Just because the majority dictates or thinks something doesn't always mean it's true...
She dropped her arms to her sides, letting them press against the sweaty sides of her body, and then undid the knot keeping her pants held up, letting them fall to the ground, stepping out of her clothes and sandals, leaving her clad in just her swimsuit.
One of her hands unwittingly wandered near her crotch, brushing up against herself and then… A gasp. A sharp, tingling sensation filled her. It was… strange… She looked down, her legs rubbing up against each other as she felt the tingling sensation continue to permeate through her body originating from her crotch. She raised her arms again, smelling more of her own armpits, before her legs quivered and she felt a strong, burning NEED between her legs.
"This is strange…" she muttered. "This sensation isn't like anything I've ever felt before. And yet…" her voice trailed off, as she looked around. No one was around, but just in case… She pressed her feet back into her sandals, while still in her swimsuit. Leaving her clothes behind, she made her way deeper into the secluded alcove, where she would be out of sight from anyone looking. Her back faced against a giant rock wall which served to protect her from prying eyes, if there were any around to begin with. The tingling sensation in her crotch only got more and more powerful, and she bit her lower lip.
She raised her arms again and took a whiff of her armpit, pressing her nose deep against the flesh. Lana then stuck her tongue out, collecting more droplets of sweat running along her armpit, along with the dried sweat that had already collected there, and ran her tongue up and down the long stretch of underarm. She shuddered, and her thighs began to press against each other more, her legs trembling in pleasure and feeling a sharp sensation of something… good, in her crotch. She felt a wetness grow between her legs. At first, she thought it was just more sweat pooling there, due to how hot it was and how much hotter everything seemed to be getting. But now she was starting to suspect something even more going on there. Curiosity getting the better of her, she begins to strip down rapidly…
"Oh my," mumbled Lana, as she felt the swimsuit sticking to her body, unwilling to be pulled away. "To think that it would get this hot…" She breathed in before peeling away the swimsuit from her skin, the sweat acting as kind of a soft glue. She let out a gasp as she felt the cool air touch her naked skin once the swimsuit was off, and she was blushing even more as she realized that she was just nude… Out in the open. She looked down at herself, at her hard nipples, and her soaked nethers, and she reached a hand down to touch the wet spot against her thigh.
This wasn't sweat at all… Was this pee? She blushed further and collected some of the odd, stringy liquid with two of her fingers, reaching her trembling hand up to put it to her face. She sniffed it, finding it had a subtle, peculiar smell, before putting it in her mouth… It was a strange, tangy taste, nothing like she's ever had before, and its flavor made her let out a small moan and shudder. Whatever that was, it was something… new. And something that she actually found a bit pleasant.
"What… is this strange liquid? It's a bit…sticky," she murmured to herself. "Why do I feel so… odd? I… I feel so strange, but… I must admit that it doesn't feel unpleasant… I just pray that no one is here, looking for their trial…"
She then leaned her head against her underarm and lapped up more sweat, before pressing her lips against it, nibbling at her underarm skin ever so lightly, just letting the skin get pinched between her teeth as she let her tongue flick over it, taking in more of her pungent salty sweat. The smell was intense, three days' worth of perspiration had collected underneath there, and Lana could only imagine if this was what the deep ocean must taste like… She's tasted salt water before, but this… This was something wholly new to her. Yet her curiosity wasn't sated there.
She lifted up one of her feet, removing one of the sandals, but not before leaning forward to get a whiff of the sandal itself, smelling the combination of her foot sweat that had caked into the material of the sandal. She then tossed her sandals aside, sitting herself down on a nearby rock, and lifted both of her feet up to her nose, holding each foot with a hand to ensure that they remained in front of her nose.
She took a smell and… She threw her head back and let out a pleased moan. While she did dip them in water earlier, the water did little to wash away the intense, musky odor of her feet. She pressed her nose between her toes, where even more sweat was gathered. She felt her crotch growing even more wet, and her body trembling as the intense, nigh-overpowering smell entered her nostrils. The smell was sharp, and when she leaned back she could still smell it, the scent lingering for a good few minutes. She couldn't take it anymore. She had to sate her curiosity.
"Ah…! There's no one around… I can do as I please without worrying about getting caught…" The thought had at last hit her, musing the realization to herself out loud. She then opened her mouth and took in her big toes; both of them, and sucked, taking in the combined taste of the water and her dried sweat, creating a symphony of fresh and salty tastes that danced along her taste buds. But soon, the taste of sharp, pungent saltiness overpowered her senses, and it was all that she could taste as she ran her tongue along the sides of her toes, cleaning it almost. She then moved to her smaller toes, taking in multiples of the digits in one go, lapping up any extra sweat that may have advanced. Then, an idea popped in her mind.
"I wonder… if I can make it even… better…" she said in between needy breaths. She raised one of her arms up, once again exposing herself to the scent of her armpit which had regained its odor due to the new sweat that graced it from her experience. Then, using her flexible leg and other hand to guide it, she brushed her toes against her own armpit, collecting some of the sweat of her underarm along her toes. She then brought the toes to her lips… It was an intense, overwhelming combination of her foot sweat and armpit sweat that overtook her mouth, making her moan out as she suckled as much of it as she could before pressing her back against the rock wall of the alcove as her body writhed from the pleasure of what she had tasted.
She gasped and breathed heavily, panting, chest rising and falling from her breaths, before she looked down between her legs, where a small puddle of her own juices had formed… And, remembering the taste of it from before, she then used her toe to collect some of the juices, coating the digit with her own tangy nectar, which she then lifted up to her lips, sucked on happily, and moaned~
Her inner walls had convulsed, causing Lana's very first orgasm, triggered by the combined taste of her foot and armpit sweat alone...though, being as old as she was, she had no idea what had just happened to her, or what even came over her. Once her body had calmed down from the high it had gotten, Lana took one last deep breath to compose herself, and put her swimsuit and sandals back on, heading back to where the rest of her clothes were, and folded them before putting them in a safer place. She was relieved no one had seen her... It would've been extremely embarrassing if someone caught her sniffing and licking herself the way she did... and totally naked, no less.
Though she spent the rest of the day completely confused. What did come over her earlier? Her expression grew rather puzzled as she used the rest of her time at Brooklet Hill to train her new Totem Pokemon, Araquanid, and finish preparations for her new, upgraded trial. She had so many questions inside her head... Isn't she supposed to be grossed out by things like... body odor? Why did she... like it? And why did her private part react so strangely to it? And that odd, stringy liquid that came out of her... What was it?
It was all so strange. She wondered if all of this was normal...
Embarrassment kicked in the more she thought about it, causing her face to blush slightly, and she decided she should just forget about this whole situation altogether. Even if it felt... good. It must have been... the heat wave causing strange effects on her, is all. She had overworked herself quite a bit these past few days, walking all over Akala on foot to help set up Mallow's and Kiawe's new trials, as well as her own, with few breaks... Maybe she was just tired, and she wasn't feeling quite right? That was the best she could come up with trying to think through this with as best she could.
Regardless of the cause, however, she definitely wasn't going to tell anyone about this. She didn't want to risk weirding everyone out, or worse, potentially getting in trouble. Her thoughts over what happened to her made the entire day feel like it passed by within minutes, and before she knew it, as she called on her Totem Araquanid to practice their battle strategies one last time as she watched from the shore, the sun had begun to set. She had walked and swam all across Brooklet Hill, talking to her new Dewpider friends and helping them work alongside her Wishiwashi to confuse new trialgoers that were sure to attempt her trial this year, occasionally taking breaks to eat the snacks she brought that Mallow made for her. Lana knew many trialgoers last year spread the word about her Totem Wishiwashi and her pranks from her original trial, so she decided to shake things up even more this time.
Yawning and stretching one of her arms up, exhaustion began to catch up with her once again, putting her pants and sailor top back on. Getting to swim in the cool ocean waters of Brooklet Hill was just the cooldown she needed... though having to take the long walk back home in the endlessly hot and humid Alolan air was the last thing she was looking forward to. It seemed this heat wave had still not let up. At least, for now, she smelled more like the salty sea breeze and the ocean water...
Tired, she grabbed her things and began making the long way back to Konikoni City... already beginning to work up a sweat again, not even ten minutes in.