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298 – Just Have To Take It (18+)

298 – Just Have To Take It (18+)

Pinned in place and ready to be used as a set of highly fuckable holes by three gorgeous bunny girls. This wasn't even the stuff of dreams; Brandy had never had dreams this decadently pornographic. This whole situation was a gift from Arceus herself and the insane thing, the truly insane thing?

It wasn't even the highlight of Brandy's week.

Brandy was on her knees, sucking Maple Haze's rather weighty invisible dick and making the stunning blonde's toes curl with every stroke of her lips, and what was running through her mind?

Sparky's well-deserved evolution, Morgan finally admitting she loved Brandy, and Calcine showing what she'd one day become.

Not to undersell how good it all felt. Brandy had been made the centerpiece meal of the night, and there was no shame from anyone about getting a taste of it. Mouths pressed to skin and licked and sucked on every bit of exposed flesh they could get at. Hands explored every inch they could reach, and fingers slid into Brandy's ass and pussy and just held there, stroking and teasing until she was trembling. All while she was being coaxed to suck on by her fourth girlfriend's newely acquired cock with more and more furiously, sloppy attention.

Even in a moment that should have melted Brandy into a thoughtless puddle, she couldn't help but think about her partners. The bonds she'd formed with them felt so thick in the air Brandy was sure she could reach out and snatch them all up in her hands and hold them to her chest. Morgan had left the club, but Harper had followed, and wherever she ended up, Brandy had to hope something could travel along the bond to soothe her. She'd have given up this moment to chase Morgan if she hadn't been absolutely sure that the Murkrow needed a quiet moment to herself and trusted the Swanna to be a comforting wing.

After the night was over, there was a discussion to be had there. Despite how much this moment was a victory lap, it was a reminder that the work on her relationships never had a true end. Sparky deserved a lot more than she'd got so far tonight. Calcine was stepping back to let others get their due, which couldn't continue forever either. Morgan was still a complicated puzzle of a person Brandy had only been allowed to see one shining facet of, with many left buried.

There was still so much to be done, but that didn't mean Brandy couldn't enjoy all the progress they'd made. Brandy was so fiercely proud of them all.

A hand stroked Brandy's cheek, and she blinked to see Maple smiling down at her.

"I can tell when you're thinking deep," Maple gasped, dragging her hips back and forth and letting her cock slide along Brandy's lips. "I'm dragging you back up to reality, Brandy. Look at the mess you've made of me."

It was hard not to look, with the translucent cock stretched out in front of Brandy's detail-hungry eyes. It'd gotten slick with her saliva now; the throat fucking she'd endured had revealed it in all its glory. The smooth ridges that ran along it in waves made it almost graceful as dicks went, and that suited Maple so well. If she had been a Pokémon, her cock wouldn't have been some pussy slaying monster like Mercury's; it would have been an exquisitely designed tool meant for fucking a woman's brains out with skill and slow, sensuous thrusts.

"My girls have sweated to keep going for me many a night," Saffira said as she clapped Brandy's ass with her hips. "I know they've achieved the impossible for me, and just this once, I'm going to do it for them."

Fuck. What a promise! Saffira was putting her back into it, too. She was so gracelessly rough that it was almost a talent of its own, but it felt amazing. Every thrust made Brandy's body shake like jelly, and her muscles screamed to keep her upright. Brandy still believed she could win this battle of wills, but Saffira had ensured it wouldn't be by fucking them back. Brandy simply had to survive.

"Brandy is impossible, agreed there," Wren laughed, and Brandy would have smiled with her if her lips weren't occupied with being stretched wide by Maple's cock. "Dinah, let's show her she's not the only one."

Lying under her as she was, Wren quickly became Brandy's mattress, and the plush Trainer was perfect for the job. The soft squish of her body made enduring everything so much easier than if it'd been the hard stage floor. Warm, soft, and inviting, Wren's body was an alluring trap to fall into.

The black ooze that made up Dinah was half spread over Wren's body, slowly consuming her Bunny costume and making half of her a pitch-black shadow, with a few writhing tentacles wiggling over the smooth, shadowy skin. A terrifying eldritch bunny girl deserved a terrifying eldritch cock, and Wren did not disappoint. The purple dildo had not been anything special, but that was because it had always just been a base over which Dinah could flow. What took Brandy's pussy was a hungry monstrosity of a dick, a coating of living ooze that Dinah could twist into whatever shape she pleased. It was a cock that could thrust deep, swell out and, to Brandy's horrified delight, turn into a fat-slathering tongue that could lick her to her very core.

Maple's dick was perfectly fitting, while Saffira's was a delightful stuffing of too much. Wren's was just a ravenous beast, and Brandy's pussy was a meal it'd been waiting for. It spread into every part of her, dug deeper than any cock ever could as it squeezed into tight spaces, and did it all with an all-consuming vigor that was impossible to resist. Brandy's heart fluttered madly as Dinah and Wren had their way of her together, the two of them so utterly intertwined they'd become one. It was so darkly intimate, so utterly Ghost-like that all Brandy could do was hold on and appreciate the sheer madness of her pussy getting taken apart by a swarm of liquid tentacles barely pretending to even be a cock.

It had to be the most singularly overwhelming thing of the night.

"Now honored Pokémon of the crowd," Holly said, a distant thing to Brandy's ears. "I'm trying to learn an important lesson tonight. Physical needs are only one part of fucking your humans real good. If you want to satisfy a lady fully, you gotta also attend to her emotional needs. So while our bunnies fuck Brandy's brains out-"

A tail booped Brandy in the side of the cheek, and the wet ball at the end of it was a brief soothing balm to the hot, sweaty pounding she was getting. It cleared her ears just enough to hear the next part with crystal, spine-chilling clarity.

"It's time for the praising of the Joyce."

Brandy had been so wrong. Most singularly overwhelming thing of the night so far. It could always get worse.