The next day at noon.
Lorze's room was a scene of total sexual carnage.
Clothes of all kinds were strewn across the floor, and the comforter had been kicked off the bed entirely.
The once-pristine white sheets were now unrecognizable, soaked through with massive wet patches from certain "human fountains" and splattered with thick, sticky loads of cum everywhere.
And right there, on those filthy, stained sheets, three bodies—equally wet and slick—were tightly intertwined, buried in a deep, peaceful slumber.
From within the bodies of the two mature beauties, thick white cum was still slowly leaking out, drenching their thighs and nether regions.
Seeing this, it was obvious that the bellies of these two MILFs had long been filled to the brim with that lethal, viscous fluid.
Yet they seed entirely unconcerned with the potential consequence of getting knocked up.
Instead, even in their sleep, they kept the boy's thick at rod buried deep inside them, clamping down on it and twitching slightly, refusing to let him leave for even a second.
Lorze was caught in the middle, sandwiched tightly between his mother and his Auntie.
The three of them had their legs twisted together like a complex braided rope, their inner thighs rubbing softly against each other in a state of absolute, carnal bliss.
Lorze felt his soul trembling from being squeezed by these two soft, voluptuous bodies.
He couldn't help but pull his mother into a tighter embrace, violently pumping another hot, surging load of cum deep into her womb~.
He wanted to fill every milliter of her internal space, marking her inside and out until her entire being reeked of his scent~.
Feeling the sudden surge of hot fluid, Lorze's mother fluttered her eyes open, looking at her son from re inches away.
Her heart was overwheld with a tidal wave of love and lust; she pressed her massive breasts firmly against his chest, grinding her body against his uncontrollably.
"Haven't you had enough yet?" his mother whispered, her voice a mix of adoration and weary resentnt.
She could feel that the thing inside her was still rock-hard and throbbing, showing zero signs of being satisfied.
This boy had been fighting a war in this bed since 8 PM last night, and it was now noon.
He had ruthlessly broken her and Roxanne over and over again until they were total wrecks.
One look at the cum-stained sheets and the puddles on the floor was enough to show how completely they had collapsed as "human fountains" last night; the juices simply wouldn't stop flowing.
The two best friends had tagged each other out in a relay of filth: when one was defeated, the other took her place; when one was filled to the brim, they swapped again.
They had lost count of the rotations, their stamina entirely depleted.
Their pussies felt like they were on the verge of splitting open, their entire lower bodies numb as if they'd been under general anesthesia.
Yet, after such a night of high-intensity combat, they had experienced the absolute peak of female pleasure.
They were so lost in the infinite waves of ecstasy that their eyes were glazed with depravity.
But how the hell was this boy like a toy that never ran out of batteries?
They had milked so many loads out of him that even a Snorlax would have been drained dry, yet he was still... so big~.
Oh God, if this keeps up, I'm worried my son is going to fuck into a permanent stupor...
"My Mom is just too beautiful~. When I'm with you, I can never get enough, no matter how many tis I co~." Lorze, acting like the ultimate unfilial son, thrust his hips forward, burying himself deeper into her.
His mother's body was so soaked and well-nourished that he was starting to lose his mind again~.
"Ah~! Wait! Stop! Mommy wants to keep moving with you too, but I'm truly exhausted. Why don't you let your Auntie handle you for a bit?" His mother's loving gaze carried a hint of desperate pleading.
"No! Don't swap to ! I'm still throbbing with pain!" Roxanne blurted out, unable to fake sleep any longer.
Last night, she had played even harder and more frantically than her senior; the noise was so loud she was certain Ruo could hear them through the walls.
Right now, her legs were twitching uncontrollably, and her pussy was aching from the constant pounding.
If Lorze perford another one of his "unreasonable" high-speed assaults, she feared she'd spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair.
Roxanne had to admit that being violently railed by soone as capable as Lorze was a happiness that could break a woman's brain.
The pleasure was so intense she never wanted to stop, wishing she could be drowned in this carnal lust for all eternity.
But looking back, that "extre" pleasure really only lasted for the first two hours.
The hours that followed were still pleasurable, yes, but they were accompanied by a growing numbness that eventually turned into a dull, aching throb.
The boy's speed—thrusting in and out seven tis a second—wasn't sothing a human body was ant to withstand.
She was now genuinely terrified of his speed, even as she craved it.
Roxanne seriously doubted if any human woman on Earth, aside from a Pokémon, could actually survive his constitution.
This physical build of his was a total cheat code.
She'd never heard of a man this monstrous; for others, seven tis a night was the limit, but this brat could probably dry-hump seventy won into the dirt in a single night!
"Alright, alright, no need to swap. My wives should both get so rest. I'll go check if Ruo is hungry." Lorze didn't force them any further, having thoroughly enjoyed himself last night.
"What are you planning to do?! Ruo is still a child!" his mother interjected quickly.
She didn't mind Ruo and Lorze ending up together eventually, but that level of intimacy needed to wait until the girl was older.
"What are you thinking? I'm just going to see if she's hungry and whip up so lunch for her." Lorze rolled his eyes at his mother.
Do I really look like that much of a lolicon to you?
I'm clearly a MILF-con, damn it!
"I guess that's fair. Take good care of Ruo; she's going to be your wife in the future." His mother finally relaxed.
"I know. I promise to raise her into the perfect wife~," Lorze vowed.
As he spoke, he shot a knowing, playful glance toward the bedroom door.
He hadn't forgotten that he shared a telepathic link with Ralts. As long as they were within range, he knew exactly what she was doing.
Naturally, he knew that Ruo and Ralts were currently pressed against the door, eavesdropping.
Actually, that girl had been out there listening for a long ti; she must have heard her mother screaming and begging to be fucked senseless~.
Now, hearing her brother say he was going to "raise her as his wife," her face turned a violent shade of crimson, her head practically steaming with embarrassnt.
Ruo could never have imagined her mother had that kind of relationship with her brother, or that even her brother's own mother was part of the ménage à trois.
The web of relationships was so filthy and tangled it made her head spin.
But the mont she heard she was destined to be her brother's wife, all those concerns were tossed out the window.
Her mind was instantly filled with thoughts of whether she'd be the one helping him make babies in the future~.
"Azuma..."
Azumarill sighed, gently patting Ruo's head. She had also been listening outside the door.
As a mature Pokémon, she knew exactly how degenerate the acts happening inside were, and she knew Ruo shouldn't be dragged into this filth.
But then she rembered that being with Lorze's mother had been Roxanne's obsession for over a decade.
If that obsession wasn't resolved, Roxanne would never be able to move on from her past.
This left Azumarill unsure if she should even try to stop it.
Sigh... whatever. The relationships are a ss, but at least Roxanne is happy. It's better than her being tortured by her mories forever, right?
She'd just let it be. After all, she'd watched Lorze grow up; she could accept him.
But what Azumarill never expected was that Roxanne had zero intention of letting even her Pokémon escape the corruption.
A mont later, a voice rang out from the bedroom...
"Alright, you've had your fun. Leave so ti for and my senior to have our own private reunion. If you're still horny, why don't you go find Azumarill and give her a try~?" Roxanne suggested with a wicked, teasing smirk.
"Azuma???" Azumarill was nearly scared out of her skin. Did she hear that correctly?
That bitch Roxanne actually wanted little Lorze to fuck a Pokémon like her...?
How the hell could you even say that out loud!!!
But the real shock ca when the boy's voice replied: "Maybe I'll actually give that a shot~."
Azumarill: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
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