Do not leave a heart scorned and do no leave a heart scarred, for while the heart may be the most fragile thing in the universe, it is also the strongest force that whence unleashed cannot be soothed, unlike a savage beast…
= A Frightening Doll of Vengeance =
= Human (Tatsuya) / Banette (Bel) =
"…"
"…"
"I've finally found you…"
"Why did you throw me away?"
"Wasn't I special to you?"
"Didn't you love me?"
"Was I not good enough…"
"Was I 'unsatisfying'…?"
"If you don't want me… then I'll 'make' you… MiiiiiiiiiiiiiiNE!"
(Tatsuya's PoV)
He gasped as he snapped out of his daydream, looking around the shop he looked around to see if there was anyone browsing, but no, it was quiet, ghostly quiet. So quiet that he yawned and shook his head slightly, trying to ignore the little scare he just as had as he checked the time and saw that it was still over an hour before he could close up shop and go home. It had been a very quiet, very dull and very typical day here in Laverre City. The city of fantasy, fairies, and very little activity aside from the Pokeball factory to the north it seemed like to him.
He'd made a few sales today, it wasn't like his little shop of horror and spooky stuff, antiques and oddities didn't make any money. It was just so 'dull' and 'boring' because what with Valerie's Fairy Gym, ghostly items and creepy trinkets weren't in as much demand in this city.
His shop dealt with the spooky, the horror, the creepy and the frightening as well just downright plain 'weird'. On one side of his tiny shop were shelves lined with creepy voodoo-dolls that were blank slates, allowing people to turn them into whoever they wanted to curse. On the other side of the shop were a pair of tables that had spirit-boards and tarot cards, scented color candles and paintings of scary Pokemon for sale. Hanging on the walls near the door were various talismans, both paper and beads, meant to ward off or invite spirits depending on what one desired. Finally placed all around the room on their own little shelves and in the glass case he sat behind were trinkets and oddity items.
He sighed as he returned to his previous position, heavily leaning on the glass case and resting his chin on his hands.
He was an average joe as the saying goes, typical dark hair, somewhat pale/tanned skin, in his mid-thirties, being thirty-four, had his weird habits and his normal routines throughout the day that he did. He was an avid watcher of normal things like say the Pokemon League championship competitions. He sometimes tuned in for rookie matches and even signed up for a subscription to the Poke-Ball sport channel that was extremely popular in the Galar Region, despite being in Kalos. He worked his day job 11 to 7 running this store that he opened, paid his bills, ate boring food, sometimes spent a night on the weekends drinking and having a laugh the neighbors.
But where he truly showed his colors was with the occult, he was an avid fan of the mysterious and the weird. He tuned in to radio podcasts and shows on the pokenet with people trying to commune with spirits of the departed, both Pokemon and Human. He would light special scented candles and even hang up ornaments meant to entice ghosts, whether human or not, to his home and even left trays of snacks in case they wanted anything as gifts.
"Which is probably why my girlfriend left me years ago…" He muttered to himself bitterly as he kept waiting out the clock.
Being into the occult, the weird, the freaky, the scary and just plain 'stupid' in people's minds had its ups and downs. If you were with like-minded people, you could have a 'ton' of fun, going out venturing deep in the forests in the middle of the night, with cameras and talismans, spirit boards and occult books, looking for spirits and trying to commune with the afterlife. Most times you'd wind up with nothing, and sure probably half of the people who were into it knew that it wasn't real, but it was still 'fun' to try and do half the things people into it do. Plus, it was also fun to spook out normal people with tales of spiritual encounters.
If you were with 'normal' people however, you'd find yourself… well pretty much where he was right now. Ostracized, ignored, talked about behind his back, and painted as a creepy person who people should stay away from. Parents would tell their kids to keep away from him for fear that his 'hobbies' would rub off on them. If he went to someplace public, like say a grocery store, then he'd find himself with plenty of elbow room as everyone avoided him, as if he were plagued with some infectious disease. And with regards to his store… well the lack of a constant flow of customers was the most obvious and direct result.
Sure, business wasn't exactly booming, but like he thought about before, he wasn't 'struggling' to survive.
The door opened and he looked up to see your a-typical 'does not want to be noticed' guy in a disguise.
"Hey there, I uh… came to pick up a package that said was ready for pick up." His customer said in a low voice while changing the tone and pitch to hide who he really was.
"Do you have a receipt?" He asked quietly.
His unnamed customer pulled out a heavily folded piece of paper and showed it to him, and he looked it over before nodding, before turning around and going into the backroom which served as his 'workshop'. He pulled an unassuming box that he'd sealed up with packaging and tape out, with the only image on it being a silhouette of a 'Sylveon' on it. Taking the box out of the room he brought it back to the front desk and handed it over, and without any other words exchanged his customer walked out.
That was how he made is 'real' money, through the backdoor sale of his best selling 'items', Poké -sex dolls. It was another of his 'hobbies' that he found himself being very good at, creating high quality 'dolls'. At first, he'd just made dolls in the likeness of Pokémon, but as he grew up and found himself increasingly on the 'forever-single' side of life, he needed a way to 'get himself off' as it were. Growing up and being a hormonal teenager, he had gone through 'back channels', also known as saving up his allowance and then ordering an onahole from online, and then to hide it he used a life sized Banette Doll that he'd made himself. It was the closest he'd ever get to having sex with an actual girl back then, so he gave the Banette doll the name Bel.
Bel had been his 'relief outlet', when he felt in the mood Bel was there.
So, when his store was having 'down times' in terms of sales and customers, he started this new side business, combining his doll making skills with the sex toys he'd get to satisfy his customer's interests. Seeing as nobody was there again, he looked at his 'dark site's' order list, and the next one he had to work on was a 'male Gardevoir'. He rolled his eyes; he wasn't going to judge.
"That's going to take a while, the dress alone needs to be the right fabric…" He muttered as he closed it and stretched.
His sex dolls were disguised as giant plushies, with the 'sex toys' built into them accessible via zippers or Velcro seals for when the user desired it. It was one thing he prided himself on, that he was an expert doll maker, each of his 'toys' were fully posable, and unassuming on the outside to anyone else looking at them. If some random stranger happened to see the toy by chance, unless they were looking for it specifically, or the owner was careless, it would just look like a life-sized Pokemon plushie, as an example a Sylveon.
While he spent a lot of effort making each doll as ideal as he could make them, getting every aspect of the Pokemon down to the smallest detail, the one thing he wished he could do was recreate his once beloved Bel.
Bel his Banette doll had a special place in his heart, being his first sex experience and for helping him get into his passion of horror and spooky themes.
"If I was special then why did you abandon me…"
He snapped out his thoughts as he looked around, hearing a voice from close by, but nobody was there.
"I'm hearing things again. I have been at this job for way too damn long." He muttered as he checked the time and saw that it was closing time. "I think I need a vacation…"
He started going around closing up shop, unaware of a pair of purple eyes, watching him from the reflective glass.
Nor did he see the eerie 'grin' as it eyed him.
He locked the door, began lowering the blinds before he looked up at the night sky and saw that it was a full harvest moon. One of the spookiest times of the year.
"Well, I'll just light a scented candle and put up a few invitational talismans, maybe a spirit or two will show up and enjoy some of cookies I'll leave out as well!" He chuckled as he closed the blinds.
After turning the lights off and making sure everything was locked down, he pulled a low hanging rope from the ceiling and pulled down a hidden ladder that led upstairs to where he lived. One reason why he turned this building into his store was because of that hidden entrance to the second floor. Climbing up he entered his very bland and dull home, despite what he made most of what he did went to paying bills. So, he didn't have much to his name, but what he did have he was proud of. He had horror books, a modest collection of horror movies, a plasma screen tv that he picked up in a yard sale, a decent kitchen, bedroom with a walk-in closet bed.
On his shelf with his books were his random scented candles that he lit when the occasion called for it, like tonight.
He pulled one down, lit it, watched the small purple flame flicker every so often, before going to his collection of talismans. Picking out some that were meant to be inviting, he hung them around the room to say, 'spirits welcomed'.
He sighed as he went to his kitchen and looked around for his collection of cookies, unaware that he was being watched from the shadows, as a pair of purple eyes tracked his every move, and it let him 'know' it too...
That was when he had a strange sense of being watched, he looked around the kitchen to see what was behind him, but there was nothing there.
"Okay now that is weird…" He muttered to himself, ignoring the weird feeling his guts were giving him.
He took his cookies and placed them on a friendly looking plate, knowing that tomorrow he'd just eat them since what are the odds 'any' spirit would visit him. He's been doing this for years, and he knew darn well that spirits weren't real, but that wasn't going to stop him from offering spirits a cookie or two.
"Alright…" He whispered as he placed the cookies next to the candle, a talisman to invite a friendly spirit, and finally the book of Spirit Summoning (volume 9) on the table in front of a picture with a summoning symbol on it. "To any spirits who happen to be within the sound of my voice, I call upon thee. Now do I summon you into my world and welcome you to join me on this harvest moon night. I offer you this humble offering in the hopes that you will enter my humble home, to spend just a fraction of your time while I await my turn…"
"Your time is coming soon…"
He snapped up and looked around, but once more he saw nothing.
"Who's there!?" He yelled.
Silence.
"Who is there!?" He demanded now.
Nothing responded.
"It's all in my head, it's all in my head, it's been a very long day, it's been a very quiet day and now my mind is imagining things to make up for it." He told himself as he got up to make himself dinner.
Unaware, of a malicious grin matching the purple eyes, now eyeing him from the light of the candle he had lit.
Dinner was a relatively dull event, tv dinner of macaroni and cheese since his shop was open till late. He sat on his couch and tuned into the tv to watch some random Poke-ball match, and then when he was tired, he turned everything off and went to bed, leaving the candle to burn itself out during the night.
He yawned, pulled out his bed, set his blankets and idly began looking up Gardevoir images so he could work on his next doll for a waiting customer. He only accepted 'one' commission at a time because of how much effort it takes to make a doll. Idly he was already examining various measurements, checking out the figure and deciding how 'feminine' or 'masculine' the doll should be, considering its male.
He sighed as he turned his phone off and slid it under his bed.
"It's times like this I wish Bel were still here…"
"Wish… granted…"
Suddenly a gust of wind forced his window to open as the shudder keeping it shut was flown off, causing him to jump to alertness while he tried to figure out what was going on. The wind began picking up and caused dried leaves and sticks to fly around the room, then some of his books began getting in on the twister as they started flying around, and one even smacked him in the face.
"Wha, what's going on?" He yelled as he got up and ran out of the room.
He fell into the kitchen as something tripped him up, and he found himself slipping on some strange gooey ooze substance on the floor. He looked around trying to get up, and as he did he saw the lights were flickering on and off constantly, showing his little kitchen as it was when he'd left it, before the flickering lights changed it, revealing words written in some staining ink.
'REMEMBER ME'
'OOH YES'
'FUN TIMES'
'WELL WELL'
'HARDER'
'SATISFIED?'
Each word had a pair of menacing eyes and a malicious grin to match painted with them, causing him to panic and try to get out, but a chair from the kitchen shifted and tripped him again, causing him to painfully fall over and land in the living room. Fear coursed through his mind as he crawled away as fast as he could, but was stopped as something grabbed his head…
And held it still, with sharp pinkish red claws that dug into his skin, tearing tiny gashes into his shirt as it held him by the scruff of his neck, drawing tiny pinpricks of blood…
He tried to raise his head to look, but it wouldn't let him, until it 'decided' to lift his head for him and made him look at the terrifying sight… of what looked like a Pokemon sitting atop his little shrine where he'd made his offerings to the 'friendly spirits' that he'd invited, munching on one of his cookies through a tiny hole in its zipper like mouth. The Pokemon faintly resembled a Banette doll, but its arms were excessively large, and it had a distinctly feminine appearance because of the noticeable breasts. It bore many zippers along its body, and for eyes it had one purple glowing eye that stared at him with evil intent, while the other had a pinkish/grey/yellow spiral pattern that glistened and glittered in the moonlight.
He was speechless as he didn't dare speak, it was obvious that this Pokemon had come for him, and 'she' knew that he was helpless before her. She was in control, the only reason he was still breathing was because she 'allowed' him to breathe.
He had questions, so many questions, why was she here, was she an actual spirit he summoned, why was she hurting him, did she not like his offering?
But above all, he was wondering why she was just staring at him, just staring at him eating that cookie he'd left.
He didn't dare ask though, because he was too afraid, afraid that if he made the wrong move or did anything she didn't like, she'd slice him in two.
So, he just watched as she slowly, ever so slowly, ate the cookie, her evil grin not leaving and the force on his head remaining constant as she gripped him with her mighty claw.
She seemed content to just let him suffer in silence, slowly eating the cookie in front of him, letting it ever so slowly disappear into her maw through the tiny hole in her zipper-like mouth. She relaxed her grip on him just a little bit, and this caused him to breathe slightly, and as if sensing this paused in her eating so she could grip him 'tightly' again, ripping his shirt's color some more and making his eyes snap to her again. She narrowed her own eyes, delighting in how helpless she was making him feel, and resumed, even more slowly than before… eating the cookie.
When the final piece had be slipped into her mouth, she zipped up her mouth fully and smiled at him.
That was it, she just 'smiled'.
Then she threw him across the room away from her, and simply smirked as he frantically got away from her. He ran to his room to try and get out via the window which had an emergency exit ladder, but the window was sealed tight, and 'boarded', but that was impossible since the window had been open just a while ago.
Then he tried looking for his phone to call for help, but it was missing, so he ran to the wired phone he always kept and tried to dial for help, for the police… but the wire had been cut.
That was when he heard some clicking sounds and looked at the living room where the female Banette was idly tapping his phone, smirking as she pointed at it when he noticed, and then just as quickly snapped her claws to open the trap door nearby to the store downstairs, and 'chucked' it down there, before closing it back up and sealing it up.
Her message was clear as day, he was trapped, there was no way out.
"W-what do you want?" He pleaded as she floated toward him.
She just smirked as she backed him further and further into his room, backing him into a corner as she closed the door behind it, locking it tightly and leaving him nowhere to hide. Then she flung her arm forward, grabbed him with her claws and shoved him onto the bed, her eyes sparkling with malicious intent.
"Wh-what do you want with me?" He begged as she gripped him tightly, her other clawed hand reaching down to 'gently' hold his face. "What did I do to deserve this?"
"Oh… 'now' you want to know what you did?" A malicious voice asked inside of his head.
He looked around frantically before looking at the only source it could be coming from.
"Yes… its 'me'… don't you remember me?" She asked with a fake tone of sadness. "Awww, after all we've been through Tatsuya… you forgot all about me?"
He was about to reply when she surged forward and looked him eye to eye, her cruel glare baring into him and causing fear as he tried to figure out who she was and why she could possibly harbor such hatred.
"I was 'everything' to you… I was your plaything; I was your friend… I was there when you were lonely, I was there when you were happy. I was there when you needed 'company', 'companionship', 'relief'… and you loved me, you filled me with your love, and you made me happy." She whispered sadistically. "After all we've been through, all you did to me, all I did for you, what I became because of you, how could you just forget about me Tatsuya?"
She leaned even closer, so that her multi-colored eye bore into his, so his vision was completely covered by that one solitary eye of hers.
"Maybe if you had a reminder… yOu WoUlD rEmEmBeR mE!"
That was when his brain started going into overdrive, trying to work out who it was, when he recognized at long last, what it was that eye resembled.
It was a piece of Banettite… carved in the shape of an eye.
He breathed quietly in silent horror as realization hit him like a train.
"Bel?" He asked in fear.
(Bel's PoV)
"You 'do' remember me, don't you?" She hissed cruelly as she pulled back and used one of her clawed hands to trail down his chest all the way down to his groin, slicing apart his clothes and ever so slightly cutting his skin.
Not too much, she didn't want to kill him, just suffer ever so slightly, not too much but just enough to make him feel the pain she had felt. All these years she's been searching for him, searching across Kalos and searching for her loving owner. Now that she finally had him, she was going to enjoy making him suffer, make him squirm before she exacted her revenge upon him.
How dare he abandon her, how dare he leave her, after what she became because of him, what she became 'for' him? She had loved him, and she had been loved by him, so much love that she had been content to remain an inanimate doll for years. Not once had she been so inclined as to gain life of her own, all she wanted was to be with him forever.
But then he had to go and abandon her, leave her to rot in a dump.
What was she to do… besides seek him out… and make him 'suffer'!
"I'm going to make you pay for what you did to me Tatsuya…" She said sadistically, savoring every drop of his fear.
"But… what did I…"
"YOU ABANDONED ME!" She screamed in rage at long last as she grabbed him and sent waves of evil aura into his body, causing him to feel pain without actually causing him any pain. "YOU LEFT ME TO ROT, YOU LEFT ME TO ROT IN FILTH!"
After a few moments she stopped and calmed down, there would be time for pain later, for now she desired the savoring feeling of his pure terror.
"I was your special doll, your favorite doll… you always practiced on me remember?" She whispered to him. "You gave me 'special' parts, you made me bigger, you made me softer… when I was damaged you fixed me. In return, I 'satisfied' you, and you filled me with your precious 'love', and I loved you for it…"
Oh, how she remembered, she had so many great memories with him, she had been very happy just being his little plaything because she had been loved. Most Banette only come into existence when a 'child' abandons them, if a child does it then the change is almost instantaneous and a Banette comes into existence.
When its an adult however, if the Banette Doll has been with them since childhood, then the more positive feelings override the original evil intent of the ghost Pokemon. That was what happened, she had waited, waiting in that dump trying to believe that her beloved human had not abandoned her. She waited for 'years' in the hopes that he would find her, that he would come for her, was looking for her still… but he never came, never tried… he 'abandoned' her!
"When you abandoned me, you left a gaping void in my heart… why did you abandon me, was I not what you wanted?" She asked him. "I let you do everything and 'anything' to me… even when you developed a fetish for heterochromia eyes, I let you take out one of my eyes and replaced it with this Banettite. And how did you repay me… repay my love?"
=Flashback=
She sat in the closet, today was going to be a quiet day since her beloved human had to put her away so she wouldn't be seen by his girlfriend. Based on the sounds in the living room, they were doing some 'spring cleaning' and getting rid of stuff.
Tatsuya had found himself a girlfriend after like ten years since leaving high school, sure she wasn't the best but hey, beggars cannot be choosers. She wasn't complaining though, so long as he loved her and continued to love her, she wouldn't mind if she only ever came out when that girl wasn't around, and he needed a quickie.
Personally, she would have enjoyed trying a threesome, with the girl and him using her to their delight, just as long as she could spend her time with him.
She was facing away from the closet door so she couldn't see outside, not that she needed to, she was just waiting until her time came to come out and she would have fun with her human owner.
"We're only throwing out junk!" He called loudly from the room.
'Good thing I'm not junk' She thought.
But after some time, the door opened, and bright light filled it so that she couldn't see anything very clearly. At first, she was wondering what junk was getting thrown out, when a hand gripped her by the head, pulled up, and shoved face first into a bag filled with dirty clothes.
'W-wait…' She thought fearfully. 'This is a mistake… it has to be a mistake… you'd never throw me out, you love me!'
=Flashback ends=
She grinned with malicious intent as she remembered all the time she spent waiting, hoping, believing that he would come find her and that she'd be loved again by him.
Instead, she sat there, rotting away… until she couldn't take it anymore, and her anger and rage at being abandoned manifested in her soul bursting forth, and she used the DNA he'd provided her many times to 'Mega Evolve'. Now she had all of this power, and she was going to use it tonight, savoring the moment as she took her revenge.
"You're going to pay 'lovely' master, my beloved Tatsuya… breaking my heart the way you did… you had to know this was coming!" She whispered in sickly desire. "I'm going to make you pay… with interest."
He was staring in fear at her as she watched him with cruel eyes, just waiting for her decision on how best to make him 'pay'. Should she kill him right now or should she make him suffer a bit more?
"But…" He whispered painfully.
"Oh?" She asked with a sickly grin. "Any last words? Last requests? Perhaps one last 'quickie' to send you screaming into the afterlife?"
"But…" He managed to utter. "I… never threw… you out!"
At that her rage bottled up again, now he was 'lying' to her? Was he that petty and desperate to live?!
"YOU DID YOU SON OF A BITCH!" She yelled in fury as she slashed his chest, causing three ever so slight gashes. "YOU THREW ME OUT, LIKE 'JUNK', YOU SAID SO YOURSELF, YOU WERE THROWING OUT JUNK! YoU wErE tHe OnE WhO tHrEw Me AwAyIn ThE gArBaGe BaG!"
"B-but… I didn't… I never… did…" He moaned in pain. "I… would never… throw you away…"
She was furious at him, her rage spilling out as she forcibly unzipped her mouth and decided to make him relive that memory from HIS perspective. She would watch with him, force him to watch as she was thrown away!
She used her terrible powers on his terrified mind and forced the memory upon him, forcing his conscious mind to pull that memory out and relive it with him.
(Tatsuya's PoV, Memory Flashback)
The sun was shining brightly, it was a summer day, college was out for now, and he was enjoying his short break as he was planning to hang out with his girlfriend that day. But first he had to do some cleaning around the dorm. He'd weaseled his girlfriend into helping him throw out some junk, deal was she helped him toss the stuff out and he would pay for her little shopping spree when it came to searching for swim wear.
'What a lovely day… you remember it right?'
Yes, he did, that was the day he'd lost Bel, the day she was thrown out.
"Alright, a deal's a deal, so you help me throw a few things out and I buy you whatever swimsuit you plan on getting for your big competition." He said in the memory.
"Yep, and in exchange you get a sneak preview." She snickered.
He laughed at that because honestly, he couldn't wait to see what she looked like in a sexy swimsuit. Having a girlfriend was a nice change of pace compared to being lonely, Bel or no Bel.
'Even when you had 'her', you still loved me… I was always there for you…'
The memory continued as they went into the dorm building, and up to his dorm room, there they separated two garbage bags and Tatsuya told her what was to be tossed out.
'Now let's watch… as you throw me away!'
"Alright, I already did the easy job for you by separating what I considered garbage and junk, so all you need to do is throw them into the bag." He explained. "Everything is separated by a ruler I just put lying down on the floor. What's on the left side of the ruler is junk so all you need to do is throw that stuff into the bag."
So, they did, they watched as he took his garbage bag and started taking things from around the dorm room that were garbage, plastic wrappers, old soda cans, and other things like that.
'Wait… why aren't you going to the closet?'
That was what he tried to tell her, but time sped up suddenly, as she shut out his mind from being able to talk, and she forcibly watched as he ran around the room, occasionally cracking a joke and dodging a dirty sock with a hole or two in it thrown at him by his girlfriend. At the end of it, they walked out and threw the garbage bags out, and then went to go to the shopping mall.
'But… if you didn't throw me out then…' She whispered quietly, 'You had 'HER' throw me out… didn't you!'
'No… I didn't…' He pleaded.
'Enough… stop your lying, it's obvious… you had HER throw me out because you couldn't do it yourself… admit it!'
'No, I didn't… you were never supposed to be thrown out… I hid you from her so she wouldn't see you…'
'What…'
As if compelled to hear out his argument, she forwarded time, skipping over the shopping mall trip and returning them back to the dorm room.
"Why does she take forever to decide on something… and why does she make me have to sit through it… that swimsuit was not worth the wait." His memory-self complained. "And now of course she makes an excuse to go and blue ball me… well at least I still have Bel."
He walked into his room and over to the closet where he opened the door, and pulled the two boxes in it apart to reveal… "Bel?"
He began digging around in the boxes, emptying them out and making a massive mess as he searched for his Banette Doll.
'Wait… then…'
'I tried to tell you… I never meant to throw you out… I tried to keep you hidden from her… you were safe I thought…'
He rushed out and ran to the garbage cans and lifted them to try and find the trash bags he and his girlfriend tossed out, but they were empty.
'I tried to find you… I searched… but…'
'So then… you didn't throw me out… then…'
At that their memories shifted, and now it was 'Bel's' memories he was reliving, he watched from her perspective as she relived that memory again. She was staring at the wall in darkness, and after a while the light shined as the doors to the closet opened, and she felt a hand grab her, blinding her.
But then time paused, and she focused her powers on her memory… focusing, removing the light as best as she could until she finally revealed the identity of the person who threw her out. There, in the gaps of her fingers, she finally saw that it was as he said… his 'girlfriend' who had thrown her out. Her face showing a sign of disgust as she threw her into the bag.
'No… then…'
=Flashback Ends=
(Enter Bel's PoV)
The vision ended, and he was back in the real world with his Banette no longer holding him hostage. Instead of pure rage she was now looking at him in regretful sorrow, the zipper of her mouth sealed shut. She looked at her clawed hand and stared at the blood that she'd drawn from him. Then she looked at the damage she'd done to his body, and all of her anger flooded away. In her eyes, she had tears of regret.
"No… I'm so sorry Tatsuya…" She whispered in fear, retracting her claws and holding his hands nervously. "Forgive me… I'm so sorry… I didn't know… I was so angry, I thought it was you… I thought you threw me out."
Quick as she could, she used her powers to erase the damage she'd done to his home. The walls were scrubbed clean of her messages, the boards on the window vanished, the items she'd thrown around returned to their previous positions, the mess she'd made cleaned… but nothing she could do would remove the scars she'd put on his body and heart now.
As she thought about that, she looked at Tatsuya and frowned in despair, she'd damaged him, hurt him, scarred him both physically and emotionally. How could she do that to him, she 'loved' him…
"I'll leave… I'll leave and never bother you again…" She muttered as she started to leave. "Please forgive me Tatsuya… I didn't know the truth…"
She turned to go but Tatsuya grabbed her arm, and she looked back at him with a confused expression, until she was pulled into a tight hug from him, one that caused her to blush in surprise because she was not expecting him to hold her so tightly, especially 'after' she'd hurt him.
"Bel, please don't go, not after I finally found you again." He whispered.
"But… I hurt you, I hurt you and scared you… I scarred you for 'life' after this…" She trembled.
"You said so yourself… you didn't know the truth, so its not your fault…" He whispered back. "So how can I blame you for lashing out, when you were only acting on what you knew as the truth? If I were you, I'd probably do the same… why do you think I'm still single?"
"Single?" She asked.
Last she remembered he had a girlfriend he was going steady with.
"Yea, after I found out she threw you out, I got mad at my girlfriend, and we fell out because she thought I was a freako for liking Banette dolls. She found out you also had an Onahole in you, so she thought I was even creepier."
She blushed at that, as she nodded, she still had it too. But the fact that he got mad at his girlfriend for throwing 'her' out, that he too lashed out at her… meant something very deeply to her.
He still loved her, and that caused her to blush in embarrassment.
"You know… Tatsuya… I still have that onahole…" She muttered seductively. "I know it's been a few years… but, how about I make it up to you…"
He separated her from him, and she looked at him with a seductive grin as she showed off the talent her new 'powers' granted her, as a Mega evolved Banette, as she took one of her claws and made a neat little 'tear' in her body to expose the plump pink breasts hidden beneath. She then smirked even more as she went lower and undid the strap concealing her onahole.
He thought about her offer and, it 'had' been a while since the last time he used Bel. And now that his life wasn't in danger…
"Well… that escalated quickly."
"True… but I am 'your' doll Tatsuya… you always did have the most fun with me." She snickered as she began straddling him, her purple legs gripping him tightly. "So… you feel like taking me for a ride?"
"Well since you offered…" He muttered quietly.
He laid her flat on her back on the bed so that he could start suckling and playing with her newly revealed breasts. They were extremely soft, feeling less like flesh and more like some kind of 'gel' that squished and mushed together at his desire. He cupped them and sucked on her squishy gel breasts, and she giggled and moaned in pleasure at his touch.
"Mhmmaaaah… now, now my Tatsuya… don't be greedy… you have plenty of time to enjoy me~!" She said as he sucked her ample breasts. "Oaoha… never mind, go ahead and suck harder…"
He did as she asked and began using his tongue to swirl around her nipples, licking them and lapping at them as she smiled and scratched his hair gently, letting him indulge in her body. Her body was a mix of fabric and spectral flesh that mirrored flesh but had the feeling of gel when touched by the living. As a Banette doll she'd been given some extra 'filling' to give her the appearance of a mature girl, hence the breasts. However, in her Mega state, her features were doubled, so her once 'petit' breasts were now extra-large.
She snickered and giggled as he finished massaging one breast and began suckling the other, giving it the same treatment, he looked like a baby sucking milk from its mother. So, she decided to play with him some more, she used her powers, opened her zipper just a crack, and then directed her energy at her breasts…
Causing them to spray 'milk' as he sucked harder and harder.
He was surprised as he felt 'milk' from her breasts and pulled back to see her grinning still, smirking as she cupped her own breasts and gave them a squeeze, showing that he wasn't being fooled.
"When did you…?"
"Hmhmhmmm does it 'matter'?" She asked with a grin. "You liked the taste, right? Well… the buffet is free, drink all you want~!"
Invitation given he went right back into her breasts and began sucking more milk from her, causing her to giggle and moan in pleasure. She just smiled and closed her eyes as he lapped at her body like a thirsty Growlithe drinking water on a very hot and dry day. She didn't need foreplay to get ready, she was doing this because of him. She was 'his' doll and no other.
He kept playing with her breasts and sucking at them, sucking up bursts of milk from her nipples like a fountain, they never seemed to run dry. He looked at her face as she smiled and looked back, content to let him do as he pleased with her until he was ready for more.
He gave one final lick in between her breasts, before he finally stopped and pulled down what was left of his pants to reveal his hardened dick.
She smirked as she nodded in understanding, she spread her legs and ever so lightly spread her hole open for him.
"I'm really happy to see you again Bel." He muttered as he lined himself up. "For more than 'one' reason…"
"I bet you are…" She replied seductively. "For now, though… the only reason that matters is 'that' one…"
He nodded as he slowly pressed into her onahole, it was so familiar that its touch was like old velvet. Once he was hilted, he gasped at how it felt to once again be having sex with Bel. She really 'was' great, as expected since the last time he had her.
"Oooh… that feels 'good'… it has been too damn long since I had sex."
"With or without me?" She asked again.
"Uh…"
"Eheheh… just relax… and enjoy yourself~!"
So, he did, he just smiled and began thrusting in and out, his dick reaching the back of her pussy as he always liked doing when he was younger and had Bel. Each time he reached the back and pulled out, only to thrust right back in caused her to moan more and more in pleasure. She started panting as he thrust harder and harder, and she gripped his waist tightly with her spectral legs.
"Ah~!" She moaned as he held her tightly. "Oooh~ just like that… I missed this… just like how I remembered~!"
He began pounding her entrance harder and harder, his dick fitting inside of it only barely because of how long it has been since she 'used' it, leaving it a very tight and pleasurable feeling for him. Instinctively he began kissing her mouth, even if it was a zipper, like how he used to do when he had her before.
She was tempted to unlock her zipper, but she didn't want to unlock it to use her powers as she's been doing tonight. She was running low on power; she couldn't maintain this form for much longer, she had originally planned to torture him with sex before killing him so she could release the excess energy and end her existence at the same time.
Now however, she didn't want to let go, she wanted to enjoy being with him again after that 'tramp' threw her out and…
'That's it~!' She thought with a wicked grin.
She unlocked her mouth, opened it up, and he took the invitation to slip his tongue in, and her powers activated. Her normal eye began glowing as she began gripping his waist tighter, matching his thrusts into her body with her own, and enticing him to release all of his lovely essence into her new body.
"Ooooh god, Arceus… Bel you feel so…"
"Less talk… more fuck~!" She replied. "Oooh arceus… yes… fuck yes… harder… harder~!"
He gave an almighty buck and felt his dick 'break' something inside of her, but he didn't realize it as she began wrapping her powers around it to increase the pleasure he felt, making him feel like his dick was wrapped in this gooey gel feeling like her breasts felt.
This left him not wondering why it felt a little strange than normal, all he concerned himself was slamming harder and harder into Bel's pussy, especially as he started feeling his release. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was all that sounded as he kissed her mouth and she moaned happily.
"Yes… inside… ooh yes… release inside… fuuuuuuuuuck yaaaaaaaaaa~! She screamed in ecstasy as he slammed her one final time and released his cum.
He panted heavily as he gave a few more spurts, trying to thrust deeper into her body, until he finally couldn't go any longer and collapsed.
She smiled as she closed her mouth, before the last of her energy escaped, she was going to need what little she had for what she planned before the night was done.
She nodded happily and gratefully as she rubbed his hair, and they leaned against one another to sleep. As he pulled out, she smirked and admired his handiwork inside her body, watching a little of his cum leak out of her entrance, and nuzzled into his cheek. While she 'grinned' with wicked intentions, her mouth unzipping one final time as she unleashed the last of her power for the night… as her beloved human slept.
Once she touched her forehead, she opened a special portal for the 'payload' she'd received and sent it to where she wanted it to go.
A certain 'tramp's' womb who just so happened to be with her husband in bed at the time.
Payload delivered, she sighed and snuggled into her human's embrace.
In a flash of light… she returned to normal at long last.
The next morning, they woke up to her smaller 'normal' sized body as she was before she Mega Evolved. Upon inspection they discovered that the onahole she'd had, broke, during last night's fun. Fortunately, he had plans to replace it and since she was back, he planned to give her a few 'extra' accessories that she was eager to get to make her more… 'enticing' in the sack.
"So, what are these 'accessories' that you're planning to give me?" Bel asked him eagerly as she sat on the front desk.
"I'm planning a special 'throat-hole', so you can give blowjobs." He chuckled as he showed her his plans. "If you don't mind being my 'test subject', it would help boost my sales for the sex dolls I sell on the internet."
"Only if I get to try them out on you first~!" She giggled. "Now… about my 'pussy'…"
She glanced at the broken onahole, and he nodded.
"I honestly didn't think I'd break it… I was… surprised."
"Oh, yea, sure you were…" She declared with a roll of her eyes.
"What… it's been 'years' since I had sex… you had that for 'twelve' years, I've gotten a little bigger than when I first used it."
"When you gave me your virginity if I recall, and you took 'mine'." She responded with a smirk. "A girl never forgets her first time, even if she's a 'sex doll' Tatsuya."
"I uh… never thought about it that way before." He muttered. "Though… I just wonder what happened to cause it to break?"
She smirked as she twirled her hands idly, keeping her lips sealed about 'that'. She used her powers to get her revenge on her Tatsuya's ex-girlfriend, not content to let her powers expire without exacting some kind of vengeance for what she did to her and him. So, she used them to open a portal right at the end when he exploded inside of her, between her onahole that she broke on purpose, into his ex-girlfriend's womb.
The plan for revenge was simple, since she can't get pregnant, why let the energetic sperm go to waste? She let them go for a nice swim in the ex-girlfriend's body and let 'nature' take her course.
In less than a year, she surmised, Tatsuya's ex-girlfriend will give birth to a child, and the husband will be 'veeeery' curious as to who the father is when the child doesn't look a thing like him.
"Say uh… Bel… just out of curiosity… any chance you can do what you did last night again?"
"Hmmm?" Bel questioned. "You mean drive you crazy? I can do that right now if you give me a new…"
"No, I mean… Mega Evolve… can you do that again?"
"Mhmmm… I think so… give me about… ten months and I'll have gathered enough energy from 'you'… and myself…" She whispered warmly. "But until then… I'm ready when you are~!"
She grinned menacingly as Tatsuya looked away, she couldn't 'wait' for less than a year to pass… she was still a 'vengeful ghost' after all. You can't go 'too far' when it comes to revenge after all.
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All of Imperator's backed up lemon ideas loading him into a cannon, and then launching him out into the internet…
"HAPPY HALLOWEEEEEEEN~!"