This choice: A Pokeball sound, someone else was coming out • Go Back...Chapter #21A Pokeball sound, someone else was coming out by: anonymouz   You would recognize that sound anywhere. A Pokeball was opened, and another one of your team was out and about. You wondered which of them could it be, and at the same time you dreaded the answer.
Gardevoir was reluctant about letting you out of her ass, but you could hear a strong female voice that also seemed impatient and unwilling to entertain Gardevoir's nonsense. When you finally got out, you were grateful to be out of Gardevoir's ass, and then you saw who exactly joined the proverbial party.
Long, thick legs that seemed to go on forever, encased in what looked like red high-heeled boots, that went into a white, puffy skirt of sorts. Green pseudo-hair that was divided in three. Red eyes that looked down at you in all of the meanings of the expression. And a figure to die for.
Tsareena. There's no way you could not recognise her. She picked you up from the ground, bringing you to her face. Tsareena made a grimace of disgust, more than likely because Gardevoir's "play" left a smell in you.
"Blame Gardevoir for that!" you said.
Tsareena looked at Gardevoir, rolled her eyes and grumbled.
"Reena"
Gardevoir just turned to her and chuckled. Tsareena sighed, and took off with you in tow. Neither Lopunny nor Gardevoir followed her. Seems it's her time to play with you. She carried you in her hand to a nearby spring, where she submerged you while washing you with her free hand. You were fortunate to not have drowned in it, and counted your blessings for that.
Once Tsareena deemed you clean, she looked at you almost lost in thought, as if deciding what to do with you. Her species was known for being dominant, even cruel at times, although you hoped that was more the exception than the rule. They certainly weren't forgiving when their trainer gave a wrong command, and the glares they gave for that were infamous.
You never expected to capture her when she was but a Bounsweet, but she stuck with you. When she evolved to Tsareena, you were more cautious with how you... handled her, for lack of a better word.
Tsareena stood there, sitting on a stump and with her sight on you at all times. You never could've guessed what she had going on inside her head.
You sneaked a peek down. She had the beauty of a queen, and her legs were a big selling point, although her other assets were not far behind, especially her breasts. Those looked ready to burst out from her "clothing" at a moment's notice.
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