282 – Lop Dance
"Snug enough?" Mahi asked, her hand gently stroking Brandy's thigh.
Brandy tapped the swirling band of water around her eyes and nodded. It was tightly bound in a way that made her appreciate Mahi’s skill. Brandy knew she was an excellent ranged fighter from watching her match against Saffira. Still, she hadn't realized that Mahi had a specialty she hadn't gotten to show off against a bunch of Rock Types. Her water was hot, like the baking sauna of the Fire Gym's final fight. For most won without a strong Rock inheritance, it would be blissfully soothing, draining their stamina. But Brandy’s Steam Engine thrived on it.
“Usually, I have to throw a Water Veil on ladies first so they don’t overheat, but a firecracker like you just drinks my Scald right up.” Mahi teased. "We really would’ve made a good team."
"Maple not good enough for you?" Brandy asked, tapping the watery blindfold. The heat from the water was intense, each bubble teasing her sensitive skin.
"Better than you could ever dream of," Mahi said, fingers digging into Brandy's side. “I can be an to you if you’re not willing to wait for the bunny girl. Go on, talk more shit, and see what happens.”
Tempting, but as hot as Mahi was, she didn’t have the ears Brandy craved.
"Maybe next ti," Brandy said, leaning over to give Mahi a kiss on the nose. Or at least, she aid for her nose but missed, thanks to the water blindfold. She poked herself in the forehead with the Goldeen's horn and ended up kissing her right in the eye.
"Sparky, your trainer is impossible," Mahi growled.
"Yeah, isn't that cool?" Sparky cackled beside Brandy. "She does things most humans can't, and it's the best."
Brandy reached out blindly, found Sparky’s fur, and worked her hand up to ruffle the bug’s hair until static crackled between her fingers. It felt great. Sparky had no complaints, happily snuggling in.
"You're going to get such a reward later," Brandy said.
"I'll show you what I've learned," Sparky said, nuzzling against her palm. "Holly's got a magic tongue."
"Make sure she doesn't cum until I get to her for , Holly? I have plans."
"Ooh." Holly gasped. "Asking to deny a woman? That's a risky strategy."
"What's the matter, Holly?" Brandy smirked. "Don't trust yourself?"
"You watch . I am fully in control of myself." Holly said, voice thick with determination. There was a slap of flesh and a high-pitched squeak. "And fully in control of this Galvantula ass."
Sparky spluttered in denial, but before she could argue, Holly and a giggling waitress whisked her away, the latter seemingly enjoying burying her face in Sparky’s fur.
"Thanks," Mahi said quietly.
"For what?"
Mahi gave Brandy another pinch, her mouth so close to Brandy's ear that even her whisper rumbled. "Don't play coy with ; you're giving her a self-control challenge to help her evolve, pairing her off with a troublemaker like Sparky."
Brandy smirked, which got her bottom lip bit as Mahi gave her a breathtakingly thorough kiss. She tasted the sweet alcohol she'd been sipping, and her kiss was as warm and soft as the water blindfold. Mahi fizzled in Brandy's mouth and filled her head with bubbles. The Goldeen was damn good at kissing.
"So that's what keeps you quiet," Mahi chuckled when she finally broke the kiss. "So, you love bunny girls?"
"Yeah." Brandy grinned.
"How much do you love them?" Mahi said, her hand stroking higher up Brandy's thigh. “Would you let one sit on your face right here, right now?”
Brandy’s whole body twitched and shuddered, prompting Mahi to give her another long, hungry kiss.
“Oh, I think I’ve found your weak spot,” the Goldeen smirked. "Well then, let's get this show going. You’ll wear my Scald blindfold until you guess which bunny is on your lap. Na that Pokémon, and you get to admire her tits.”
"There's not that many, I could just na them all now."
"Brandy! When did you beco a cheat?" Mahi mock gasped. "Honest guesses only, if you don't play the ga nicely, I'm not taking it off. I want a correct answer only. Or you'll have a hot bunny girl in your lap all night, and you won't even be able to look at her."
"That's...that's just not fair," Brandy whined. "Bunny girl pretty."
"Then you'll just have to be a good girl," Mahi snickered, slapping Brandy on the thigh so firmly she jumped in her seat. "Now, give her a chance to get comfortable before you say anything. If you're able to say anything."
"Why wouldn't I-"
The question was cut off as a thumb went into Brandy's mouth. Her lips automatically wrapped around the digit and sucked, the taste of sothing wickedly alcoholic coating her tongue.
"Mahi, she's as pretty as you said," a woman said behind Brandy. She was leaning on the sofa, and Brandy could feel the cushions push out under her weight. The mystery Pokémon rolled her thumb around in Brandy's mouth, teasing Brandy's tongue out of her mouth. "Tall, fit, I'm going to have so much fun with this tasty morsel."
"She's not easy to break," Mahi said, the Goldeen's hand leaving Brandy's leg. "Give it your best shot, I think she'll have you panting by the end."
The hand in Brandy's mouth pulled away, leaving her mouth hanging open, drool leaking from her down her chin. She had to look like a slack-jawed fool, so Brandy snapped her jaw shut and swallowed, the alcoholic burn of the Pokémon's touch running down her throat. Was that a clue, or had she dipped her fingers in her drink?
More information was needed.
Brandy got it. The waitress didn't hesitate to claim a spot in Brandy's lap. A firm, round butt planted itself on her thigh, and Brandy reached up to touch, but hands caught her wrists and pinned them back against the sofa. Her nails were sharp. Brandy could feel the pinpricks against her skin as she pinned Brandy back.
"You'll touch when I tell you," the woman purred. "Not before."
Brandy tried to push back on that, but it was just impossible. The Pokémon in her lap was terrifyingly strong, and she resisted Brandy's attempts to push back effortlessly. Brandy's muscles felt so loose and relaxed, the woman's warmth sinking into her, her scent filling Brandy's nose, and the taste of her still tingling in Brandy's mouth. Brandy sunk back, letting her move at her own pace.
"Can I get a na?" Brandy said ekly. "Of the strong bunny lady in my lap?"
"Tess."
It was nice and short, but it didn't give much clue about what Pokémon she was. Strong ruled out so of the smaller ones, like Plusle and Minun. Maybe a Raichu. She couldn't feel a tail, but that didn't an it wasn't there. Or it could even be that Lopunny from the stage before. She needed to explore her body more to find out.
"Can I touch you, Tess?" Brandy asked, "Please?"
"I'll be the one giving orders here," Tess said, her voice soft and commanding. "If you want to touch, you'll need to convince you can handle it."
Brandy swallowed, her fingers flexing. The bunny girl's butt was rolling around in her lap and driving her crazy, it was a slow grinding roll that had Brandy aching to be touched. With her hands trapped, she couldn't even touch herself to take the edge off; it was torture. She had to convince Tess fast, but how?
"Touch ," Brandy whimpered, trying to press forward and rub against her. "I'm soft but firm. My body's fit, my muscles toned. Run your hands over my stomach, feel my thighs. Pokémon adore my thighs. You've got a nice seat on them, but don't you want a handful?"
Tess stopped moving, and her grip tightened.
"Interesting approach. I'm not convinced yet." She giggled. "Try harder."
Tess rolled her hips and ground down hard against Brandy's lap. Her hands clenched into fists as the pressure and the tease drove her crazy.
"Fuck, okay, let think," Brandy whimpered, her breath catching.
"Think quicker unless you want dancing on your lap all night."
Brandy swallowed hard. She'd been trying to think about what Pokémon it could be. She had a few answers but Mahi had said she had to get it right the first ti. Which ant convincing Tess to give up more clues.
"Do you like the sound of my voice?" Brandy said, the words coming out slowly as she tried to think of sothing that would appeal to the bunny girl. "Or the feeling of my chest pressed against yours? Can you feel my heartbeat through my chest? How quickly is it racing? You might think I'll tire quickly, but I've got so much stamina that I'll be able to please every request and have plenty of energy to spare. You're in for a good night with , if you take it."
Tess's grip on her wrists shifted and moved, and Brandy gasped as the Pokémon leaned over her. Hot, sweet breath brushed against Brandy's face, and soft lips pressed against hers. She lted into the kiss, her mind wiped blank by the rush of pleasure, and her lips moved in automatic response. A dizzying kiss? So kind of Kiss Move? Poison? A Psychic Move?
"You're quite the little charr, aren't you," Tess said, her breath hot and heavy against Brandy's mouth. Her hand ca up and traced down Brandy's cheek. "You can touch one thing of mine. Na it."
That was all Brandy needed. She could solve this right now.
"Horn," Brandy said without missing a beat.
There was a long silence, and then Tess took a long breath. "She's smart. Using body parts to cut down the options of what Bunny Pokémon I can be. So you think I'm a Nidoran Brandy?"
It felt right. Poisonous kisses and a pushy, Poison-like attitude. Trying to challenge Brandy to be better. The Nidoran line was the only one that fit.
"I don't feel a bit tail on your butt, and you've got Poison kisses. You're not heavy enough to be a Nidoking or Nidoqueen and not light enough to be a Nidoran," Brandy said confidently. "You're a Nidorina or a Nidorino. When I touch the horn, I'll know which."
Brandy felt smug, so her heart froze when Mahi clucked her tongue.
"Brandy," Mahi said, "I wanted a correct answer, and you've given a right and a wrong one."
"Tragic," Tess said, "Guess she has to pay a penalty."
"Oh, absolutely," Mahi growled. "She's going to grip your horn and can't let go."
That sounded easy enough. Brandy reached up and gripped a thick, heavy horn in her hands.
"Nidorino," Brandy said. "That's what you are."
"No prize for a late answer. Should have held off your guess," Tess said, "Mahi undo her blindfold. I want to see into her eyes when I fuck her into this couch."
Oh. Ohhhh. Brandy gulped as she felt her legs pulled up so Tess could press her back into the sofa. So that's why it was going to be difficult to hang onto the horn. She was going to be hanging on for dear life.
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