Mission Accepted..?!
Akari’s Lustful Solution
The short walk from Galaxy Hall was quiet and uneventful, aside from the nausea you were quickly developing from being shifted around so much with her steps. It must have been night, or something, considering your timeline of events.. You could tell Akari reached her home by the sound of the sliding door shutting behind her, but curiously, she stood motionless in the doorway once she was in private. Was she taking off her boots or something..? No, surely, she’d need to kneel down for that or someth– Psssssssssssshhhhhh.. Within her tights, a sudden warmth escaped the core of her ass and quickly spread, lingering trapped within the tight fabric, the heat was not unlike an oven, but then came the smell. Arceus have mercy, you hoped no oven would ever smell like Akari’s ass did now. A scent like burnt Kalosian Fries, no doubt a product of her big potato mochi lunch.. She really just passed wind on you, just like that..? You would have been livid if you weren't hacking your lungs up. “Apologies, outsider. Had I known that was going to be so silent, I would have let it loose much sooner! Would have been better for both of us, ugh..” She finally acknowledged you, and you weren't even certain if it was mocking or sincere at this point. You had so many questions for her, but it'd have to wait, just as you expected, she bent down to remove her boots. As she did so, the tight fabric binding you to her asscheek stretched and pulled even further, painfully pressing you into what should have been one of the softest surfaces you touched. “Ah sheesh, I really sweat a lot these days..” She spoke to herself idly, almost as if you weren't a thread away from being suffocated by her choice of pants. Alas, finally her feet were free from their bindings and she stood up straight again. You gasped for air, finding only stale, potato thickened oxygen within the tiny space in her nearly skintight bottoms.. She took a few steps towards her bed and began to tug at her tights, pulling them down with a great deal of force, she really was beginning to outgrow this uniform.. but if you thought your humiliation would of ended when her tights at last finally passed her thighs and fell limply to the floor, you thought incorrectly. Through her struggle, she had built up quite a sweat. It was no big deal when you barely had the space to breathe, but now that you were exposed to the cold, clammy Mount Coronet air, you found yourself in a pitiful state. Glued to her asscheek by the sticky sweat, you could only cry out to her as she shuffled her tights, expecting you to fall out of them. “I’m still.. stuck..” You whined pitifully, causing the girl to stand up straight, genuinely surprised. “Nnoo.. You can't be serious..” She backed up carefully to a small bedside mirror, exposing you to your reflection for the first time since you time travelled. You really were shrunken, there was no convincing yourself otherwise somehow now.. Shrunk and stuck to the plumpest, softest, yet absolutely perfect ass you had ever seen in your life. No cellulite, no stretch marks, it was as it she was one of the girls fromGame Corner advertisements, but completely real. Infact, her ass looked so smooth and round, it was not unlike mochi itself, ironically.. “Pfft– HAHAHA!! Oh my stars, you look absolutely pathetic! They thought you could fit in the survey corps yet you can’t even tame my rear?!” You immediately erupted into a pretty embarrassing pity party about ‘how that's hardly fair, this isn't even the trial you were given, yadda yadda’ but most of it was drowned out by the big bully’s giggling. “Alright, alright, shush.” You buttoned up, obeying without question at first before realising she was the one making all the noise! You thought about talking back to her for that but found her looming hand to be a pretty effective deterrent. Luckily, it wasn't here to smack you, this time at least, but to scrape you off of her asscheek and into her palm. She lifted her hand back up to her face to get a good look at you as well as allow you the dignity of at least making eye contact with her. “You and I still have business to finish up, ‘recruit.’ As funny as it may be to even call you that now, haha..” You stood up and faced her down, making direct eye contact with her dark grey eyes before folding your arms. You puffed out your chest and demanded to be given a fair second chance and most importantly to be cured of this condition. She seemed actually a little surprised at your display, before she sneered wickedly. “Awwh, you really aren't around here, huh? There IS no known cure to a Parasect’s shrinking spores. It's unique to the Parasects of this region, actually..” You lose your balance and your confidence as she began to explain, shocked that you had even managed to put your foot down in the first place. “See, what we’d classify you as now would be a sufferer of Parasect Syndrome, in other words, a Parasyte. There's nothing to be done for you except..” Akari brought you closer to her lips and breathed hard, allowing you to be overwhelmed by her warm, sweet scented breath as she issued her threat. “Crushing you like a bug..” You whimpered and began to struggle against her grip, but she simply squeezed her digits around you and held you out, away from her lips now. “Ah, sheesh, relax. I know you heard me lying about you earlier, don’t you think there's a reason for that, idiot? I still consider you MY responsibility so I gotta keep you safe!” You sighed a breath of relief, before promptly remembering her idea of keeping you safe was putting you in her pants?! Taking a page from her own book, you tilted your head and popped the question she was eagerly waiting for. “So, what's in it for you..?”
Akari grinned harder than you’d ever seen before, and even seemed to be blushing a little as she paused to think about how she'd answer your question. “Well, there's certain things that unwed women in our village want.. and can't get without tainting our purity. You, though, are no longer my equal as a parasyte, therefore..” Before your imagination had time to fill in the blanks, she brought you back down to her lower body, introducing you to her crotch for the first time. She wore a standard white fundoshi that clung to her pussy tight enough that you could make out many of its details. The fact that the cloth was soaked in a mixture of sweat and what you could only assume to be arousal only made it all the easier. “Wh.. I thought you hated me..” You stammered without much thought due to your senses being overwhelmed by her body. “Ugghh, you're so dumb. I don't have to like you to do this..” She clarified and promptly pressed you against her clothed sex. Pretty immediately from the scent alone, you were able to come to the conclusion that the wetness came from arousal, not heat.. You also picked up that she either was pretty neglectful with her laundry duties, or this pair had been worn for multiple days based on the faint hints of dried cum, piss and musk that were utterly soaked into the white cloth. Despite your reluctance and, frankly, revulsion at the aroma of her underwear, the idea of her getting even more impatient frightened you into behaving just as she wanted. You nervously rubbed your hands across the fabric, pressing into it to apply a teasing pressure to her smooth outer labia. “Haah.. Now, that's more like it!” You would have breathed a sigh of relief, but she interrupted your work and raised you up a smidge. “Sit still for a second, right? I wanna get comfy!” Without any other warning, she pulled on the waistband of her fundoshi and slid you between the space of the tight cloth and her plush, muscular thigh, allowing it to snap back into place. You groaned as you were left literally pinned against her thigh like some sort of doll. To think, the creator itself deemed you worthy enough to send back in time, and for what? For this? What more cruel punishments did it have in mind for you?! For what sin? Had you forgotten to feed your turtwig or something?! As you had your little mental breakdown, Akari took her sweet time removing her top and untying her long raven locks, she did intend to sleep after she finished, after all. This was her nightly ritual, you were just going to make it much easier and quicker for her. Now fully nude aside from her underwear, she felt goosebumps as she settled down into her sleeping mat and retrieved you from your binding. “I confess, I struggle to find my most.. sensitive spots with the ‘special pokédolls’ I made for situations like this. I hope you will do better..~”
With nothing left to say to you, Akari dropped you to the mat, right in her crotch’s path. You darted your eyes to the left and right for a potential escape route only to find, what else, her thick milky white thighs that shone in the dim moonlight. “Hah, you're so helpless.. That's kinda perfect.~” She whispered sensually. She followed up by creeping her fingers into her fundoshi and pulling it loose enough to pull to the side, finally exposing herself to you. Akari’s pussy was admittedly very cute, she had very smooth labia that showed just enough of her pink insides to lull you into wanting to spread her open and see more. If only you weren't in such a perilous situation, you might have been able to convince yourself to just enjoy this– but fearing for your life, you fell to your knees and clapped your hands together, begging for mercy. “There, the only thing you SHOULD look at is m– huh?” Your desperate last plea for leniency fell upon deaf ears, her cheeks only darkened as a trembling grin grew across her face. “I-I’m like a deity to you, geez.. That's really hot. Nnn..” She mumbled to herself and decided to take the initiative. With her other hand, Akari pushed you right up against her cunt as she spread it apart like a massive mouth with her other lips. Were you to be a sacrifice to this false deity..? “Lick!” She issued a simple enough command, you obeyed without question, terrified of being fed to the greedy girl’s pussy. A heavy amount of wetness had already pooled at the bottom of her crotch, so it was almost like lapping at a bowl of water, except the water tasted somewhat sweet and salty at the same time, a not entirely unpleasant taste. Unfortunately though, the more you licked, the more aroused she became, the more aroused she became, the more musk she emitted. She fidgeted about as the once harmless taste became more and more salty due to the aroma tainting your senses, but mercifully, she'd reach her breaking point finally. She slipped her fingers away, allowing her aroused lips to fall back into place, gently squeezing your head as it did. “Mmph..” You calmly mumbled, not freaked out just yet as it seemed you could easily pull yourself free.. but then she began to close her legs a little, tightening her grip around you. “Yyyesss..” She whispered, gripped your lower body with a shaky hand and proceeded to push you further into herself as she fingered herself with her other hand just above you. You screamed in fear, not wanting to go out like this, but it only seemed to encourage her as she seemingly began to twist you around. “Keep screaming, it feels so good!” She cried out louder than usual this time and laid all the way down, arching her legs up as she continued to play rough with you. She started to slide you out only to slam you back in with enough force to give you whiplash, and before you could even process it, she had done twice more. She continued to do this, leaving your health up to fate as she lost control of herself entirely to her lust, she started to moan loudly, almost shouting. “Yesss! Fuck me, Lucas! Breed me like an Alpha Pokémon! Fuck me! Fuck me!” You felt almost as if you were intruding on something at this point. She had the audacity to use you as a dildo, and yet she was thinking of someone else as she fucked herself with you!? Talk about insult to injury! It wouldn't take much longer for her to climax from this point, and thank Arceus for that, for your sake and hers, if she kept going at this pace you might have died and she definitely would have been heard lusting over the top Survey Corps member. Though, you certainly thought she was about to crush your head like a cheri-berry with how tightly her pussy clenched around you as she began to cum. What began as a small, gentle force pushing against quickly accelerated into a torrent of clear liquid that squirt across the mat from the overwhelmed woman’s crotch. It shot you out along with itself, but you fortunately didn't get sent too far. You stumbled over and rolled onto your back, just for another current of her girlcum to fall from the sky onto your miniscule form, ensuring that if you hadn't been soaked before, you were thoroughly wet now. “Aaaahhhhaaa~!! Shhoooo gguuooodd..” Akari slurred as she spoke, almost as if she had been allowed access to Kamado’s “special celebration soda,” which you presumed to just be the only alcohol in the village. She panted and writhed a bit, struggling to catch both her breath and composure, you could only hope she was satisfied and wouldn't want to go for a round two, else you might delve too deep this time..
Mission Complete!
Akari’s Lustful Solution
Reward: A New Perspective on Sextoys? +
one (1) oran-berry
You stuffed your face with chunks of oran-berry, sulking away from the rest of the room in her windowsill as she got dressed for bed. You really just wanted to forget about the whole experience, so you just chose to be thankful to finally get some food. Humbling as it was to call a pokémon’s berry a meal, it genuinely was quite filling at your size, even if the taste wasn't exactly amazing to you. It definitely did NOT taste like the artificial flavouring they used for drinks and sweets in the modern day. Taking the brief moment of peace in, you reflected upon the scale of your predicament. You were potentially hundreds, maybe thousands of years in the past, Arceus knows you wish you paid better attention in history class now. You looked roughly half the size of this braviary feather laying here, and apparently there’s no sympathy for people your size in this culture.. To make matters worse, the closest thing to authorities in this village believed you had deserted their rite of passage and ran into the wilderness like some sort of suspicious creep. Now you were stuck with someone who looked no older than nineteen years old, who believed it only fair that she nearly suffocated you to death in pursuit of a single orgasm. You let out a big sigh and collapsed onto your back dramatically, staring up at the ceiling. How were you going to get back home now? You recalled seeing some ominous looking portalish thing in the sky above Mount Coronet, but how were you going to scale it? It was a difficult climb for expert trainers in your time, certainly it had to be even more dangerous and untamed in this era. Not to mention, the concept of scaling the simple pokéshi doll next to you was daunting enough, a mountain would be impossible. You’d need someone else to take you there, but how? Why would they? Before you could plot any further, Akari’s shadow soon descended over you. She was wearing simple white sarashi around her breasts, just hardly supporting them, though curiously, she held another roll of it in one hand, and was absolutely nude beneath the chest still. “Ah.. Hello, Akari, thank you for the dinn–” She interrupted you by grabbing hold of you with her free hand and walked over to her small workbench. “Yeah, yeah, don't mention it. I just realised that you may try to escape while I sleep and I can't let you risk yourself like that.. sooo.. Sorry about this.” You didn't initially understand her, what was she sorry about exactly? As she draped the cloth over her shoulder, you made an effort to soothe her guilt and worry. “H-Hey, I’m not dumb enough to make a run for it, you know..” She seemingly ignored you as she continued to tighten the cloth to the point a small hammock had formed between her legs. You finally understood what she meant. “No way, you can't be seriou–” She dropped you onto it from full height, causing you to bounce and become disoriented, making a quick escape impossible. She swiftly lifted the cloth further between her legs, stuffing you right into the crack of her ass. “Dead serious.” She coldly quipped back as she took her time tying the knots, dragging you alongside the fundoshi further up her asscrack until you were pinned against.. You felt butterflies in your chest even imagining it, pinned against what must be her asshole. With it difficult to move your head and the low light, you couldn't exactly visually confirm it, but, you definitely knew what one should feel like. “Ah.. How awkward. You shouldn't have squirmed, and I’m too tired to redo this just for your sake now. Consider tonight a justified punishment, then.” Akari yawned mid sentence and stepped over to her sleeping mat once and for all. “Don’t worry, I tend to sleep on my side so you should be able to breathe. Most of the time, anyway..” It was going to be a long night.