AN: It's been a minute. I've been working on some more serious stuff that I've been posting elsewhere under a different name. But honestly, I just had the urge to write some really trashy lemons and stuff today. I have a list of potential adds to the 'Team' but if anyone has suggestions that you would like to see, feel free to comment. It's interesting trying to come up with new interesting ways to get Misty laid. On that note... here you go:

Misty couldn't help but feel confused as she stared at the Pokeball in her hand. Even with Alakazam's explanation, this was a lot to take in. Slowly, she gathered her belongings and prepared to continue moving for the day.

After riding a few miles on her bike, she decided it was time to stop and make camp so that she could be settled down before the sun set. Releasing Alakazam from his Pokeball, she explained that she could use a hand setting up the tent and gathering wood for a fire. Immediately, he set to work, using his telepathic powers to erect her tent and gather kindling and wood for a fire. He also gathered berries and water to help her prepare her meal. Once done, he gave a bow and returned to his Pokeball, obviously still sated from their earlier activities.

Surprised to have had such efficient help in setting up camp and also at him not attempting to start up anything sexual, Misty sat down to make some oatmeal with the fresh berries and boiled water.

Contented and full from dinner, Misty changed into her night shirt and grabbed her blanket to sit by the fire and watch the stars for a while until she was tired.

Watching the stars twinkling above her in the night sky and breathing in the fresh air, air that didn't smell like pool chemicals the way she was accustomed, quickly helped her to relax and fall into a light doze.

A slight tickle to her thigh woke her unexpectedly and she shifted away from the disturbance. Only the tickle returned more adamantly followed by a small gust of air blowing over her core, together they had her quickly sitting up, now fully awake.

Bleary eyed, and with the dying firelight casting the creature between her legs in shadow, it took a moment to realize what was happening. The faint yellow coloration to the thing that had hiked up her overlong nightshirt may not have been a giveaway, but the trunk-like protuberance coming from its face was.

A Drowzee was hunched over with its face snuffling between her thighs, working its way gradually towards her pussy. Noticing that she was awake, the Drowzee began adding little licks to her thigh as it worked its way closer to its goal.

Misty realized that her body had begun reacting to the attention before she was even awake as she felt her pussy clenching, aching with need.

"Are you… trying to do… what I think you're trying to do?" she asked quietly, barely a whisper.

Drowzee nodded its head and met her eyes as he lightly nipped the sensitive flesh of her thigh then soothed it with flat strokes of his tongue.

"Well… as long as you're sure…" Misty responded, now slightly more understanding of how this new part of the Pokemon world worked. "Should I.. umm… take off my panties?"

Drowzee nodded and hooked his fingers into her waistband, sliding the gray cotton boyshorts down her legs, leaving her bare to his view. She shivered slightly and gooseflesh erupted on her arms and legs. Drowzee's eyes widened, noticing her discomfort, turning towards the fire, he raised a hand, summoning more wood onto the fire. Soon, the fire doubled in size and warmth radiated out towards them.

Looking back towards Misty, who was still reclined on the ground, propped up on her elbows, Drowzee noticed that she was warmer and more comfortable. He understood that everything about their encounter needed to go well if there was any chance of her keeping him. And he had known as soon as she walked by how powerful of a mistress she would be, with how fiercely her sexual aura radiated.

Slowly, deliberately, he inched further up towards her as he trailed his hands up along her inner thighs, lightly teasing her sensitive skin, before bending low to finally taste the sweet nectar that he scented and had been anticipating. Sucking in his trunk, he shorted it so that as he licked at her sweet supple flesh, his trunk would repeatedly stroke her clit.

Misty sucked in a breath of cool air at the first contact of the firm wet tongue against her pussy lips. But when his trunk expertly maneuvered to rub at her clit, the air escaped her lungs in a sweet sigh. "Oh gods, that feels good," she moaned.

Encouraged, Drowzee doubled down his efforts, urging her legs over his strong shoulders and tapping them to encourage her to put her weight on him. He then reached his arms around her thighs, effectively locking her in place while he sucked and licked at her sweet, silken cunt. Occasionally he would press his tongue inside her, testing her readiness and her tightness. Knowing he was not her first, he was surprised to feel how tight she was just around his tongue. For her body to have healed itself to the point where her tightness was almost virginal, he knew that her sexual aura must have been far stronger than he realized. Only the strongest, most powerful mistresses' bodies restored themselves in this way and that was only in legends. He had never heard of others encountering a woman so strong.

Now, more determined than before to prove his worthiness, Drowzee came up with a plan to stick out. To be unique and please her in a way that none had yet.

Humming against her pussy, he lulled the moaning woman into a state of euphoric bliss, keeping her just at the edge of coming. In frustration, she tried to grind upwards against his face in the hopes of pushing herself over the edge. Instead he pulled back after giving a strong suck to her clit. He elongated his truck and rubbed it along her pussy lips, gathering the copious slick that had gathered while he pleasured her. She moaned at the contact and cried out when he pulled away from her.

Lining up his trunk, he eased the tip between her soaked lips, making Misty gasp in anticipation. Slowly, he eased into her clenching sleeve, loving the resistance her tight pussy gave as he thrust into her, inch by inch.

He bottomed out with five inches of truck left, but he desperately wanted to be able to lick her while he fucked her. Like he had done before, he decided to shrink the length of his truck and expand it girthwise instead. Easing back out of her tight wet pussy while she moaned, he shortened and thickened slightly before pushing back in.

Misty gasped at the feeling of fullness that she was getting from the Drowzees' trunk, he definitely had been big to start with, but with each thrust it felt like she was being stretched more and more. She knew he was intentionally teasing her with his slow thrusts and languid pace, making her crazy with need and lust.

After eight more thrusts, she felt impossibly full, like her pussy couldn't hold any more, but she could see that his tongue could still not yet reach her stretched slit even though she felt the tip of his tongue brush against her just barely when he bottomed out.

Drowzee knew he could not stretch her lips any further without hurting her but still was not able to taste her sweetness while he fucked her with his face. Instead of thickening his whole truck, he focused on thickening just the end, broadening the tip that was repeatedly thumping against her cervix.

Misty felt a change in pressure on the next thrusts and noticed that they were far shallower, like Drowzee was determined to fill her pussy to the point where it would burst from pleasure. Grasping at the blanket below her with one hand and the back of Drowzee's head with the other, she urged him on, but he continued his slow pace. Teasing her and keeping her right on the edge of orgasm.

After several long, deliberate thrusts where Drowzee felt her flesh pulsing and clutching at him, he deliberately pushed into her as far as he could and ran his tongue along her stretched, sensitive flesh while humming. Combined it was enough to finally push her over the edge, coming so hard but barely a trickle of cum was able to escape the plug that Drowzees truck made as he worked it in and out of her rippling sheath, trying to not be pushed from her warmth.

"Oh my.. Oh my god, I don't know what to say," Misty murmured as she came down, "I've... never experienced something like that. Being kept on edge for so long, that was… indescribable."

Drowzee slowly worked his trunk from her pussy and went to work licking up all of the cum that had squirted from her. Once done, he gently urged Misty up onto her knees and he rolled onto his back while erecting his trunk once more.

"You… want me on top now?" Misty asked.

Drowzee nodded and elongated his trunk so it would rub against Misty's lips that had quickly become moist once more. Grabbing her ass, he urged her to lower herself onto him.

Gradually, Misty took more and more of his thick trunk into her eager pussy. Working her way up and down as she looked forward towards its legs. She hurriedly discarded her shirt and leaned down over his body so that she could work her hips up and down, rather than her whole body.

Drowzee eagerly began licking her clit on each downward stroke and was surprised to see when Misty leaned over him and no longer had her top on, instead he was now able to see her breasts swaying as she moved her hips. No longer able to control his natural reactions, especially now that she was leaned so close to where he wanted her attention, he finally allowed his cock to inflate from his body, growing to roughly the same dimensions as his trunk.

Misty ground herself his against Drowzees face, closing her eyes so she could enjoy the feelings that he was evoking in her as he stroked her inner walls and attended to her needy clit with his mouth. After one strong suck, she gasped and opened her eyes, surprised to see the throbbing yellow cock that was bobbing close to her face.

Stealing herself, she leant forward and licked the tip like she would an ice cream cone, gathering the pearly white liquid that had gathered there. She was surprised at the pleasant taste, something like honey and pears. Is that how Pokemon cum tastes? Do they all taste different? Without a second thought, she eagerly descended again, wrapping her lips around Drowzees cock head and sucking lightly to get more of his essence which made him groan, vibrating her clit. Licking and sucking her way down and around his cock, she couldn't help but enjoy the warmth radiating from his pulsating erection. Gradually she worked him farther back into her mouth and felt him bounce against the back of her throat as he tried to thrust down into the tight channel. She gagged at first but took a deep breath and relaxed her muscles, allowing him to thrust several inches into her tight throat.

Drowzee groaned at the tight grip that held his cock and thrust upward into Misty's throat and eagerly sucked on her clit. The vibration, suction, and lack of oxygen pushed her over the edge once more. Pulling backward off the cock in her throat, she urgently ground her pussy against Drowzee's face, keeping his trunk firmly inside her while he lapped at her clit and the juices that gushed out of her.

Exhausted, panting for breath, Misty sat back on her ankles, leaving her legs spread, giving Drowzee an up close look at his handiwork.

Once she had calmed, she reclined back onto the blanket and propped herself up on her elbows. She looked towards Drowzee who was now standing to get her water as he did his best to ignore his still very obvious erection. He came back and handed her a glass of cool water which she gratefully drank.

"Umm… I'm not sure if you want to… but it seems like you are still not quite… satisfied. Now that I've had something to drink, I'm feeling much better. Rehydrated." Misty smiled shyly and slowly lifted her legs to bend at a ninety degree angle and spread her thighs apart, showcasing her swollen, wet pussy. "We could… continue. If you wanted. I would hate for this to end with you not being satisfied after how well you've taken care of me."

Drowzee's cock bobbed eagerly, wanting nothing more than to be buried in her tight, wet channel. But Drowzee, shook his head and stepped back, not wanting to push his luck or take advantage.

"It's obvious that you want to."

He looked up and met Misty's gaze while his cock throbbed and bounced, tip weeping.

"What if I said that I wanted it too?" Misty asked, sensing that he was wanting to focus on her needs.

Drowzee's gaze dropped to her wet cunt and back up to her eyes. She saw his throat constrict as he gulped.

"What if I say that I really want you to?" Misty pushed, "that I want to feel your cock in me? That I want you to fuck me?"

At the last part, Drowzee's shoulders slumped and he looked away, unsure and slightly dismayed.

"Ok, not to fuck me.. Then will you show me what you want to do to me?"

With that he looked back into her eyes, gaze burning with need and he walked towards her. Getting on his knees, he inserted himself between her knees, licking at her pussy and making her moan all over again. Once she was writhing under his tongue, he moved up her body slightly and began leisurely thrusting his eager cock along her soaked pussy, loving the feeling of her silken wetness on his heated flesh. Unhurriedly, he rubbed against her, occasionally letting his cock catch and almost allowing it to enter her, before adjusting his angle so it flicked against her clit instead. Meanwhile, his hands roamed upwards to caress her breasts, flicking and tweaking her nipples while he teased her pussy.

Once she began trying to adjust her hips to encourage him to enter her, he knew he had made her wait long enough. With one final brush against her clit, he reared back and lined himself up, allowing his cock head to notch between her engorged and eager lips. With gentle pressure, he eased the bulbous head into her, rocking in and out while she moaned her pleasure beneath him. With each thrust, he worked his way deeper into her tight clenching heat, in time, bottoming out against her cervix. He thrust against the sensitive ring several times while Misty panted and sighed, enjoying his languorous pace yet frustrated that he was not allowing her to come yet.

Concentrating, Drowzee pulled almost all the way out of her warm, wet pussy, and focussed his energy on morphing his cock, making it curved and thicker at the tip. Slowly easing back in, he made sure to add extra pressure as his cock rubbed against the spongy patch of flesh inside her.

Misty gasped at the pressure on her g-spot and clenched down around Drowzees cock in pleasure.

Picking up his pace, Drowzee began thrusting in earnest, relishing in the massage that her clasping muscles gave to his already-on-edge cock. It didn't take much more to push Misty over the edge, just a few strums of a knuckle against her clit had her crying out into the night as she clenched and pulsed, coming with several gushed around Drowzees cock. The increased tightness and moisture signaled to Drowzee that he could finally let go, and with a few final thrusts, he spurted his thick jets of cum deep inside Misty's womb.

Almost as soon as he finished cumming, he began to glow, his form shifting and blurring. As the light faded, now, Misty saw that Drowzee has evolved into a Hypno .

With a sigh, he leaned forward and placed a reverent kiss upon her stomach, mirroring the position of where his now softening cock had released within her, marking her as his.

"Wow," Misty sighed, "That was… wow. Incredible. You were right, I wouldn't have called that 'fucking' either. I'd say that was closer to making love if anything. You made me feel.. Worshiped."

Hypno nodded and looked her in the eyes as he leaned down to place a second kiss upon her skin.

"So.. that is what it was…"

Hypno nodded once more and he pushed his softening penis into her once more before pulling it out.

"Does that mean… you want to come with me?" Misty asked.

Hypno nodded and took her hand to pull her into the tent, levitating her clothes and blanket in behind them.

Pulling her along, he encouraged her to lay down and went to grab a Pokeball from the pile in the corner, handing it to her.

Misty nodded and smiled, "Good, I'd really like to have you on my team." With that, she tossed the Pokeball at him and he quickly went inside.

Misty rolled onto her side and promptly fell asleep.