The Bathroom
She had already taken off her wide-brimmed black hat. The mature noblewoman no longer had anything to obstruct.
Icy cold water streamed down—thoroughly drenching her silver hair, already like moonlight pouring down.
"Eh? Wait—wait a minute!"
Bone-chilling cold spread through her body. Vision first obscured by large drops of water—then flustered, soft whimpers involuntarily spilled from her soft, honeyed lips.
Her fair, jade-like finger gently lifted—pushed aside wet hair clinging to her eyebrows.
The cascading water found an even better path. From her snow-white, charming face—droplets snaked down her swan-like neck—wandering over her enchanting, seductive body.
From Wade's direct view—the long formal dress, lightly wrapped around her snow-white skin, had completely lost its concealing function. The fine black satin—heavy with absorbed water—sagged down, creating layers of ripples where it cinched her already full, soft mounds.
The mature silver-haired noblewoman hastily covered herself with her hands.
Intention: not expose too much of her alluring figure.
Result: surging water gained more momentum.
Following her fair, tender arm—splashes of water flowed into honey-scented cleavage. Just the proximity of her fingertips stirred waves of extremely seductive, ripe ripples.
Even though Cogita immediately turned off the showerhead as soon as she regained her senses—the plump, soft, round, honeyed buttocks beneath her had already beaten her to it. Swaying with ripples under the fierce flushing—like bouncy, soft jelly.
"I hadn't finished speaking. To the right—cold water sprays out. Like just now."
Wade watched her jade-like face turn crimson—embarrassed, not knowing where to cover—and shook his head with a chuckle.
Even with the black dress as a layer—Cogita's enchanting body was now fully revealed.
Compared to Rosa, the big-breasted girl with the bun hairstyle—Cogita was quite a bit taller. A pair of slender jade legs extending downward—making one's heart tremble.
Unlike Cynthia, the cool blonde older sister figure—this silver-haired noblewoman was clearly more mature, more charming.
Just a slight twist—her two plump, ripe buttocks would instinctively collide, emitting lewd, muffled sounds.
After a brief glance, Wade averted his gaze.
The housekeeper was tempting, delicious.
But there was still a Lilligant warming his bed—waiting for him with teary eyes.
"After you shower—rest early. Lots of work these next few days. And—it's best not to curiously touch things you haven't seen before. I'll explain everything later."
Remembering the refrigerator, TV, microwave—Wade, about to leave, turned and added a reminder.
"Okay. This concubine understands~"
Cogita watched the farm owner's figure disappear—finally tremblingly released her hands.
Freed by her slender fingers—her moist, ample breasts eagerly sprang out. Continuous lewd sounds of mature flesh colliding with her hurried breathing.
She looked at the clean clothes hanging nearby. Blue striped shirt and trousers—previously worn by Wade. Likely looser compared to her figure.
She brushed aside the silver hair covering her forehead—tilted her face directly into the drizzling water.
Without the black dress's restraint, the powerful spray easily carried shower gel foam—freely roaming over her seductive body.
But for some reason—even though the water was cold, falling on her body felt like a warm current rushing through.
"This feeling... I've never had it before."
Cogita—having lived a reclusive life in the ancient hidden lands a thousand years ago, indulging in myths and legends—lightly pursed her cherry lips.
Her heart inexplicably beat a little faster.
The Next Morning
"Master—quickly move! I'm already losing strength—mmm-woo-woo—"
Wade groggily opened his eyes. Felt a warm, tight embrace around his lower body.
Ms. Gardevoir—still swaying her waist on him—eyes filled with passionate desire.
Helpless.
After fiercely ravaging the Lilligant responsible for warming the bed last night—this white-stockinged older sister figure, dressed in a sheer skirt, had quietly pushed open the bedroom door and sat on him without a word.
Even after a night of plowing—this obsessed woman was already craving more.
"Waaah—ah, ya, yi, yi—I'm going to come again~!"
Knowing exactly where this enchanting body was most sensitive, Wade's warm large hand simply pinched the seductive bud that had been caressed all night—gently kneading, squeezing out streams of sweet, delicious milk.
With fierce, scorching penetration, Ms. Gardevoir's beautiful eyes rolled back. Her white-stockinged jade legs twitched involuntarily. Fountain-like liquid gushed uncontrollably.
"Alright. Time to work."
A slight effort—bringing the white sheer-skirted older sister figure to climax—Wade rose from a pool of mature white fluid.
Intimate with a Pokémon Girl was enjoyable.
But important tasks couldn't be forgotten.
Today's plan: plant Waterside Herb by the lake.
"Ma... master. Good morning."
He pushed open the door. A tall, mature, charming figure came into view.
Changed back into her dried long formal dress. No wide-brimmed hat indoors—cascading silver hair fell over her shoulders, adding a touch of charm.
The silver-haired noblewoman had been waiting at the door for some time.
"Good morning. Come with me first."
Wade planned to familiarize Cogita with the cabin and modern items before starting farm work.
Refrigerator for cold items. Microwave for heating food. Television for programs.
The cabin was small—explanation didn't take long.
"The basics are covered. If you don't understand something—remember to ask me."
He walked ahead—turned his head.
The charming silver-haired noblewoman behind him had her head bowed. Delicate ear tips lightly tinged with red. Lost in thought.
"Cogita. Were you listening?"
Strange. He stopped. Slight frown.
Silence.
Her cheeks—visibly—had flushed crimson.
Very alluring. Very unusual.
He intensified his tone.
"Cogita."
"Eh?!"
She looked up—bumped straight into the farm owner who had stopped.
"I... I'm sorry, master. This concubine was distracted."
"Hmm? Didn't you rest well?"
He reached out—gently stroked her soft, silver hair.
"Ye-yes. This concubine might... might be a bit attached to the bed."
Feeling scorching presence approach—her already flushed cheeks burned even redder. Pretty face slightly turned away. Stammering.
Plump, soft, seductive mounds swayed like waves—emitting alluring feminine fragrance.
"It's normal in a new place. Take time to adapt." Wade nodded. "I'll handle breakfast. You rest."
"This concubine understands."
Considerably older than the farm owner. Status as a maid. Strange thoughts in her mind.
She instinctively nodded in agreement.
After a while—Wade already in the kitchen—the silver-haired noblewoman covered her burning face with her hands. Heart suddenly racing.
She hadn't slept poorly.
This morning—intending to fulfill her maid duties, wake Wade—she'd witnessed scenes that made her incredibly flushed.
Pokémon humanizing? Not novel. Ancient texts recorded it—some extremely powerful female Pokémon could.
But the monstrous black rod. The Lilligant beside him—covered in white fluid. Ms. Gardevoir—moaning continuously from being stimulated.
This inexperienced silver-haired noblewoman received a great shock.
She instinctively licked her dry, alluring lips. Could hear her own heart—beating faster and faster.
"It's really big... and it seems..."
She remembered the massive object that, even after being disarmed, quickly stood erect again.
Could it be—because the farm owner's libido is too strong—that Ms. Gardevoir and the others are like this?
The silver-haired noblewoman swallowed. Light gray beautiful eyes lightly tinged with a misty haze of desire.
Then... as a personal maid and housekeeper...
She should also have the obligation to satisfy her master, right?