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180 – I Don’t See What You Did There (18+)

180 – I Don’t See What You Did There (18+)

Trainers could fight in so many different ways.

Pillow Trainers specialized in being exceptional at fucking and aimed to get a Pokémon down on the mattress as fast as possible. Ciaran Beltran was a famous Ghost Ace who was hopeless at fighting but let her Pokémon possess her to help her fuck with the best of Pokémon and Human talent. She'd won Tournaments and humbled even the strongest of Trainers with her skill; a truly spooky and exciting lady.

Binding Trainers loved to tie their opponents up so they could take them at their own pace. Velvet and Trinket were probably experts at that before they had settled down, and the little Brandy had learned from them still seemed like it'd be really useful. She'd remembered watching some sanitized Binding Ball trick videos when she was younger without really understanding how it could all be used for devious intent. She really should have paid more attention.

Bond Trainers weren't good at fighting or fucking, but they had a rediculously powerful bond with the Pokémon they did have. They often had very small teams, just one or two Pokémon, but they worked together so well they could punch well above their numbers. It was an intense specialization, where you had to bear your heart entirely, usually favored by someone with a powerful Pokémon like a Gardevoir or Kommo-o.

Maple was a Trainer who aimed to excel in everything and be a Perfect Trainer. A Trainer able to fight as good as they fucked, and have a strong bond with her Pokémon on top. It was a path that was hard as hell to actually pull off. Relationships, sex, and fighting weren't simple things to master. Mastering all of them might make you the next Red or just make you someone who wasn't very good at anything.

Brandy was a little Maple, but she was finding her real talent lay in her more reactive fighting style, which didn't have a good name yet. It was all about taking whatever her opponent threw at her and trying to find a way to turn it to her advantage. Understand the needs of her opponent and get them to want Brandy to satisfy them.

So what did Victoria and her Noibats want?

Victoria seemed to be a Gimmick Trainer. One who'd found a particularly potent Move combination that they forced you to deal with if you wanted any chance of winning. The Noibat's unified Supersonic screeches made hearing impossible and were doing something to Brandy's eyes that made her vision blurry. Brandy knew her eyes were jelly inside, like a Solosis, so maybe the vibrations made the jelly wobble?

The important thing was she was blind and deaf. While Victoria couldn't see, Brandy would have bet her last Poké-dollar that her Noibat inheritance meant she could hear so well it wouldn't even matter. The screeching made Brandy and her team complete sitting ducks. She had to find a way to counter if she wanted to try to turn this around.

The first thing was to work out her surroundings before Noibats completely swarmed her. She'd landed in the minecart at the back with Sparky and Calcine, Victoria, and a few Noibats already inside it. Her Noibats had Double Team, which let them make copies of themselves that popped if they were put under any real pressure, so it was a pretty darn crowded cart. She could feel a few different warm bodies rubbing against her as she sat up.

The wind blowing through her hair from the mine carts as they trundled along the tracks was enough to let her know the direction they were moving. She reached out to put her hand on the wall of the minecart that headed forward and got a handful of soft fur. That could have been Sparky or a Noibat, so Brandy ran her hand over it and felt what it was attached to bend. A Noibat ear? There was an easier way to check.

Brandy squeezed the fuzzy chest offered to her and found a small handful there. Well, that was a Noibat because her Sparky was absolutely stacked. Brandy understood the bat woman's struggles and did her best to fondle them properly.

She leaned in to give the ear a playful bite and felt it flutter between her teeth. Something flailed against her chest as the vibrations of what might be a giggle or a moan made the ear tremble. A little more pressure and the ear and body flailing against her popped like a soap bubble. It'd been a Double Team clone, and its sudden absence dropped Brandy face-first into somebody's lap.

Well. Okay. They did. But not like that.

No talking made it hard to tease Victoria and work her up, but Brandy tried to make her feelings bleed through their connected bodies instead.

'I want you so bad.' Brandy tried to tell her with every movement. With every squeeze and heavy lip bite, she could feel a little sweat on Victoria's cheeks, some exertion from excitement. This was working!

Victoria's hands were busy pinning Brandy down, which meant Brandy had free hands. She ran them up and down Victoria's body, searching for a button or zip. Wasn't she wearing some kind of belt corset? Her hands couldn't find the laces. It must have come off as her hand brushed over hard muscle instead.

Fuck, Victoria was fit as hell. That didn't feel right. Noibat were thick, not muscly, and Victoria had looked rather slim? It reminded her more of Tansy and her incredible abs.

Oh no. Brandy had a horrible idea. She knew what was happening here.

Brandy leaned into the kiss and touched foreheads. It was a lovely kiss that should have had Victoria's big red glasses pressing into her face, making things a little tricky. There were no glasses.

This wasn't Victoria. This was Tansy's Trainer, Saffira.

Brandy felt her hands being raised and pinned in place, one hand getting around both her wrists and holding her still while the other went for her pants. Saffira was making the same mistake and thought Brandy was Victoria! She had the same plan as well. Fuck Brandy until the Supersonic stopped.

Well, Brandy was totally up for getting fucked senseless by a Trainer with rock-hard abs and, from her hands exploring, some gorgeous Calcine-level muscles, trim and fit enough to show strength but not so much it was unsightly. Brandy had a lot of types, and Saffira was one of them.

But this was still pretty embarrassing! They were going to wear each other down without Victoria lifting a finger. That's so sneaky!

As a finger dabbled over Brandy's pussy, she racked her brains at how she was going to communicate to this person Brandy hadn't ever met that Brandy wasn't the Noibat Trainer that Saffira thought she was. There was really only one way. She had to hope Saffira had been paying enough attention to Victoria that she'd notice the differences between her and Brandy. Which meant she had to help this hunky trainer get a lot more hands-on and attentive to Brandy's body.

Yeah. That was an essential part of her plan, and there was no time to think of one that didn't require her to be half-ravaged by a complete hottie. She was taking this one for the team!