Lorze felt like he was genuinely, insanely busy right now.
He had to coax his sister to sleep, give his Auntie deeply thorough, full-body massages, and after completely servicing them both, he still had to go prepare a massive dinner.
Was he actually just a live-in nanny hired by his Auntie specifically to wait on them hand and foot?
Though to be fair, the compensation was unbelievably generous—even explicitly allowing the nanny to sexually defile and do whatever he pleased to the female master of the house~.
Whatever, considering how god-tier the benefits were, so what if he played the role of their personal servant for the rest of his life?
Sooner or later, he'd completely flip the dynamic and establish himself as the absolute Alpha male of the household~.
However, he absolutely couldn't slack on their night training. Since Big Sis Azumarill was back, Lorze naturally had to seize the ti to seek her guidance on boxing and Ability control.
Ralts had just finished scarfing down dinner and barely had ti to digest before she was violently dragged back into the next round of grueling training.
Ralts didn't complain about this in the slightest. She fully understood exactly how crucial the Torchic Challenger Tournant was to Lorze. Plus, the faster she got insanely strong, the sooner she could set out to find her own mother.
But Ruo couldn't stand watching it anymore. Who the hell trains a Pokémon like this?! Do you think she's a fucking pack mule?!
Ruo vehently demanded that all training must cease imdiately after 10 PM. Even her Auntie (Lorze's mother) explicitly said that balancing work and rest was vital!
So, shortly after the clock struck ten, Ruo tackled Ralts and clung to her like a limpet, flat-out refusing to let her Bro 'abuse' Ralts any longer!
Ultimately, after Lorze fiercely debated his case, he only managed to extend the training until 10:30. In the end, he couldn't withstand the little brat's intense protests and let them retreat to her room to cuddle.
Whatever, whatever. Ruo actually made a valid point. Ralts's training intensity was already astronomically high; easing up a little wouldn't hurt.
Besides, he conveniently wanted more free ti to get hot and heavy with his Auntie anyway. Since Ralts was busy keeping an eye on Ruo, didn't that an he could freely engage in completely unhinged, wild sex acts with his Auntie?
Without a second thought, Lorze sprinted back to his Auntie's room for so intense physical affection. Catching his Auntie secretly fingering herself again, Lorze smirked. Isn't your hand tired? How about I dive in face-first and use my tongue to help you out~?
And so, ti quietly slipped away amidst incredibly fulfilling training regins and fiercely intense, face-smothering oral sex sessions every night. Before he knew it, the end of August arrived.
During the entire month he lived at his Auntie's house, Lorze hadn't slept in the guest room for a single fucking night. Every single night was spent intensely buried face-first between his Auntie's legs, thoroughly soaking his handso face in the incredibly musky scent of his Auntie's ultimate defense line.
Moreover, after a full month of relentlessly grinding against her defenses, pushing in just a tiny bit deeper every single day, he finally managed to completely and utterly breach his Auntie's ultimate defense system.
Of course, he only managed to slip his at completely inside her; he absolutely didn't dare to actively thrust, terrified of waking his Auntie up and getting severely punished.
But in reality, Roxanne had noticed his sneaky, horny little maneuvers a long ti ago. Did you really think soone was violently pushing their massive cock past her tightest defenses, and she didn't feel a fucking thing?!
She only let him proceed because he was being a good boy and hadn't pumped his sticky cum inside her again. Combined with the fact that having her tight virginity slowly breached actually felt incredibly pleasurable, she was just too lazy to stop him.
Yes, you read that correctly. She was genuinely so fucking lazy that she couldn't even be bothered to stop a man from taking her virginity.
She even found the stretching sensation incredibly satisfying, thinking that letting his hard at stay buried deep inside her was actually pretty damn great.
Are there genuinely people in this world this pathologically lazy?!
...
Aside from the monuntal achievent of stealing his Auntie's virginity, Ralts had also made massive leaps in her progression.
For the past month, Ralts ate better than anyone else in the house. Bottomless Moomoo Milk was just the baseline; every single al was accompanied by a premium high-grade Berry, and interdiate Berries were casually munched on like candy just to replenish her stamina.
Roxanne embodied one phrase perfectly: Filthy Fucking Rich!
As long as Ralts didn't literally explode from overeating, she was told to gorge herself to the absolute limit. Every single fucking expense was fully reimbursed by her sugar mommy Auntie.
Lorze didn't even know how much of his Auntie's money he had incinerated. He only knew that his brutal spending habits had undoubtedly completely eclipsed his Auntie's monthly salary.
His Auntie made a guaranteed 50,000 bucks a month, yet he had effortlessly burned through well over a hundred thousand in a single month. Over the course of a year, wouldn't that burn through millions?!
With this kind of absurd, pay-to-win cultivation style, what ordinary peasant family could ever hope to compete?
If Ralts didn't deliver so jaw-dropping tournant results after all this, he'd have to literally kneel and beg for his Auntie's forgiveness.
Fortunately, Ralts did not disappoint. She had finally successfully mastered Thunder Punch and Psychic. Furthermore, she had practically fully absorbed Azumarill's exclusive, top-secret 'Strength-stacking Power Generation thod', now able to flawlessly execute it in combat.
However, the absolute most crucial breakthrough was the result of her Ability training. The current Ralts could now completely and freely control whether her Trace activated or not. The traced Huge Power Ability could be perfectly retained for two to three hours—more than enough to dominate absolutely any battle.
And that was just the retention duration under normal conditions. If they constantly maintained [Telepathic Resonance Mode], the traced Ability would be permanently locked in until the resonance was manually severed.
He had to admit, Telepathic Resonance Mode had bestowed insanely massive advantages upon Ralts.
At the sa ti, it brought Lorze a completely unforeseen, mind-blowing side effect.
Whenever Ralts traced the Huge Power Ability while they were deep in Telepathic Resonance Mode, Lorze would experience a wildly bizarre sensation—as if his own physical body was also surging with boundless, superhuman strength.
Especially over the last few days, as Ralts's mastery over Huge Power beca increasingly flawless, that sensation grew exponentially more vivid and undeniable.
Thus, after Ralts concluded her basic training for the day, Lorze couldn't hold back his curiosity and walked straight up to the heavy punching bag.
He strapped on the boxing gloves, held his breath to concentrate, and channeling that surging sensation of infinite power echoing in his heart, he threw a devastating punch directly into the heavy bag.
He had tried punching this exact bag before. Back then, his full-force strike didn't even make the bag flinch; instead, his fragile little fist throbbed with excruciating pain for hours.
After all, this was a heavy bag specifically designed to withstand the brutal impacts of Pokémon training. It was incredibly difficult for a squishy human to even budge it.
But tonight, channeling the residual might of the Huge Power Ability, the exact mont his fist connected... the heavy bag actually moved!
Although the swing wasn't massive, it undeniably fucking moved!
Holy shit... the Huge Power Ability was actually buffing his own human body?!
Lorze was completely consud by absolute euphoria. Did this an he genuinely had the potential to beco a superhuman anomaly like the legendary Super Pallet Town kid?!
If he managed to tap into elental energy next, wouldn't he literally be able to throw a Thunder Punch himself?!
Sadly, Lorze was still fundantally human. It was impossible for him to manipulate natural elental energies. Even if his physical attributes doubled under the buff of Huge Power, it was still just a doubling within the pathetic limits of human biology. At best, he could easily crush the Olympic weightlifting champions from his past life.
But regardless, he seed to have discovered a reliable thod to vastly enhance his own physical constitution.
Besides, as Ralts traced and mastered an increasing variety of overpowered Abilities in the future, God only knows what kind of terrifying mutations his own body would undergo.
At least for now, it was a fantastic thing. With the massive stamina buff from Huge Power, he'd never have to worry about his bedroom performance lacking endurance ever again, right~?
Cough, cough. Alright fine, his ambitions really were that fucking degenerate...
"Bro, what the heck are you doing?" Ruo had absolutely no idea what it ant for her Bro to actually budge that heavy bag. To her, it just wobbled a tiny bit. What was the big fucking deal?
Conversely, Azumarill stared at the punching bag in utter astonishnt. As a Pokémon, she knew better than anyone exactly how absurdly dense and heavy that bag was. It made sense that Ralts could move it, but how the hell did little Lorze manage it?
Was this squishy human kid's body seriously that fucking sturdy?!
"It's nothing, ti for bed. The Torchic Challenger Tournant starts in two days. Haven't you been begging to spend an entire day playing with Ralts? Tomorrow, I'm giving Ralts a full day off. You two can go nuts and play all day." Lorze took off his boxing gloves, smiling as he gently patted his sister's head.
"Really?!" Ruo's eyes instantly sparkled like stars! ヾ(ﾟ∀ﾟゞ)
"Of course. Balancing work and rest is critical. Just make sure you co to the arena and cheer for your Bro when the tournant starts~."
"Hell yeah! Let's go, Ralts!"
God knows if Ruo even heard that last part. She just excitedly tackled Ralts into a massive hug, instantly teleporting back to her room with her.
Lorze couldn't help but shake his head helplessly. Whose fucking Pokémon was Ralts anyway? Why did it feel like his sister kidnapped her every single night?
Although it did conveniently buy him the absolute freedom to wildly roll around in bed and fuck his Auntie all night long...
So he guess it wasn't a loss at all?
Speaking of which, didn't his Auntie have the day off work tomorrow?
Then he might as well let Ralts completely occupy little Ruo, while he locked himself in the bedroom to viciously rail his Auntie all day without stepping foot outside~. (ˉ﹃ˉ)
Auntie, here I co~!
Lorze practically wished he could use Teleport as he sprinted straight into his Auntie's bedroom, expertly and seamlessly sliding right under her covers.
Roxanne was long accustod to his horny antics. More importantly, she had recently pried so juicy intel out of her senior. It seed that if little Lorze managed to win the tournant the day after tomorrow, he would be granted the absolute privilege to do whatever he wanted with her senior's hot body.
And wasn't that exactly the golden opportunity she had been desperately waiting for too?
Therefore, the exact second little Lorze slid into bed, she impatiently rolled over and aggressively pinned him beneath her body. Her massive, fragrant, and unimaginably soft breasts pressed heavily against his chest, completely squished and deford from the intense pressure~.
"Little Lorze, are you completely confident you can win the tournant?" Roxanne asked dead seriously. She was actually starting to regret not actively supervising Lorze's training; right now, she had absolutely no fucking clue how strong he actually was.
Among the massive pool of contestants, there was absolutely no shortage of wealthy heirs from families richer than hers. It was genuinely hard to guarantee if Lorze could clench the victory.
"I've done absolutely everything within my power. For the rest, I can only maintain my peak condition and let my fists do the talking." Lorze honestly wasn't sure how he stacked up against his peers, considering he hadn't sparred with a single person his own age yet.
But relying solely on the sheer, terrifying power of an ultra-rare Psychic-type like Ralts, he definitely wasn't fucking weak.
"Alright then. How about Auntie helps you... adjust your condition~?" Roxanne decided not to pressure Lorze anymore. To ensure he was in the absolute best physical and ntal state for the tournant, she decided to throw caution to the wind and go all out for him.
"What exactly do you an by that, Auntie...?"
"Do you prefer a 6, or a 9~?"
"What I prefer... is absolutely everything about you, Auntie~."
"Hehe, your mouth really is coated in sweet honey. Then co on, let's go~."
His Auntie parted her sexy cherry lips, fully intending to completely swallow and drain away billions of his potential offspring!
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