She hadn't even gotten to eat yet!!!
Tonight—with the thought of wanting to eat meat—the elegant, charming Articuno finally mustered the courage to come to the Trainer's room.
But after just a short sleep—she found herself 'cowed'.
Not simple hand-holding. Not a fair competition.
A genuine, outright snatch!
And the kind where resistance wasn't allowed!
Having lived for so long—Articuno was experiencing this situation for the first time.
She endured being forcibly kissed mouth-to-mouth—shamelessly, actively inserting a tongue to entwine.
Then—she endured being treated and ravaged like a toy by those charming, moist, black-stockinged chocolate-like jade feet—wasting large amounts of precious essence.
Following that—she endured being held like a bursting snowdrift—deliberately enveloping him like a steamer—attempting to cook him.
If the last step was done secretly—she could still tolerate it.
But this—
Even Articuno—a classical beauty with gentle, refined, wife-and-mother personality—was about to explode.
This insidious, cunning, vicious, detestable white-haired yandere woman—actually took her farm owner in front of her!!!
Is she not planning to avoid anyone at all?!
A sudden restriction descended—firmly sealing her petal-soft cherry lips.
???
Articuno parted her fresh, moist lips—emerald-blue beautiful eyes—filled with a misty haze.
Not even letting her speak—you selfish bad woman—
Her current strength—no match for fully formed Darkrai in a head-on confrontation.
Being in a dream—Darkrai, as master—could manipulate and alter things with just a flick of her finger.
One gaining—one losing—power gap widened even further.
Only her own charming moans and seductive cries allowed here—no other woman's voice.
This white-haired yandere Queen—with a thought—directly forbade Articuno's right to speak.
Her already strong possessiveness toward Wade—now at its peak.
Hmph hmph~ Whether it's the massive object already filling her below—or the essence soon erupting like volcanic lava—tonight—it can only be hers!
Feeling the white-haired Queen intensify her assault—Wade's eyelids involuntarily twitched.
He appropriately adjusted—slowed the intensity.
Not worried about being drained dry tonight—rather—hoped this yandere girl wouldn't die on his lap.
Lv87—highest level Wade had ever seen. Physical quality and strength—beyond doubt.
Wasn't sure if she could withstand him playing like this.
But unfortunately—the greedy Darkrai clearly didn't understand.
Just thinking about taking Wade fiercely in front of Articuno—made her waist tremble—couldn't stop herself from continuing to demand more and more.
This feeling—of doing it in front of the wife—ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!
Even though her heart was filled with extreme love for her Trainer—she was firmly locked in a chair.
Beautiful eyes widened in vain—watching helplessly as her beloved Trainer—without any power to resist—was pressed beneath this unfamiliar white-haired bad woman—fiercely drained.
Even if her heart was unwilling—she couldn't even utter a curse.
Only forced to listen to the seductive sounds between the Trainer and the bad woman.
What a grand nightmare this was—
Not to mention the sensation of her body being completely filled—honeyed fluid gushing out involuntarily with every slight movement.
For the first time in thousands of years—she felt this way—wanting to possess this insignificant farm owner.
Her brain was trembling madly—ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!
I like him so much—I like him so much—I like him so much—I like him so much—I like him so much!
"Too slow! Faster, faster Hmph hah Tonight—you don't, don't even think about leaving a single drop for them."
"I want it all! Mm, mm oh oh ho~"
Two soft, plump mounds of creamy flesh—joyfully spurted large streams of thick, warm, fragrant honeyed fluid due to climax.
Darkrai's starry eyes—filled with charm. Jade lips—drooling.
Slender, seductive, soft black-stockinged beautiful legs—instinctively clamped down on his waist—as if afraid Wade would run away with his 'spear' at any moment.
As time passed—Darkrai's crimson beautiful eyes gradually began showing pink heart-shaped pupils.
Completely different from her previous aloof, cool Queen demeanor.
What else could be done?
The yandere had unlocked her full form—
Wade sighed helplessly—then greatly increased speed and frequency.
After all—she was the strongest Darkrai ever.
If it came to a one-on-one fight—only Articuno enhanced with Icicle Plate could probably win steadily.
Now—being dragged into a dream—absolutely nothing could be done.
Since Pokémon battle couldn't win—Trainer could only go into battle with real swords and spears.
The upright heat began to unreasonably impact the black-stockinged buttocks of this white-haired yandere.
Ripe, juicy, plump, moist peach-like flesh—swayed and undulated—visibly stirring up surging waves of black-stockinged peach-buttocks.
Consequently eliciting a series of charming cries from her alluring jade lips.
At this moment—Darkrai—still making 'ho oh oh oh oh' sounds—undoubtedly gave Articuno a huge shock.
The first time—she was still immersed in the anger of her Trainer being taken right in front of her.
Damn it—she wished she could freeze this insidious, cunning Darkrai into an ice cube with a single Ice Beam.
The second time—she felt herself calm down a little.
When under someone else's roof—one must bow their head.
The third time—she still had presence of mind to organize thoughts—silently cursing this white-haired yandere Queen for her shamelessness.
Even after so many times—still wantonly riding her Trainer's waist—never seen such a thick-skinned, selfish woman.
The sixth time—her heart ached—but her exterior still managed to maintain an indifferent expression.
Hmph—just wait—this white-haired bad woman will run out of energy soon.
The ninth time—she felt a lump in her throat—found herself unable to speak.
Something seems to be wrong?
The twelfth time—she completely fell silent.
It wasn't until the fifteenth time—Articuno finally couldn't hold back anymore—burst into tears.
You—you white-haired juice-squeezing princess—stop squeezing!
Those things should all belong to her—
Pea-sized tears streamed down the face of this charming, soft, jade-like, blue-haired Queen.
Her once delicate, dripping clear blue beautiful eyes—now blurred by a thin mist of water.
Articuno couldn't help but pout her small lips.
Memories played back like a revolving lantern—making her already sorrowful, fragile heart even more so.
Wuwuwu~ Whether feelings or time—tonight—she was clearly here first!
Whether being fiercely ravaged by the Trainer—her seductive snowdrifts kneaded into various lewd shapes.
Or being wantonly played with until her intimate parts couldn't even close.
Or having her lower abdomen completely filled with essence—until she couldn't get out of bed the next day.
No matter which kind—these were all the scripts she should have received—
How could it be out of nowhere...
Even though it was Darkrai being fiercely played with—Articuno also slumped in her chair.
Her already soft, gentle body—which would instinctively become incredibly soft with just a slight touch from the farm owner—now couldn't muster an ounce of strength.
This... this must be a nightmare, right?
She gazed at Darkrai—still galloping above the heat—transforming into various alluring shapes—pupils completely unfocused.
Still taking him! You, don't, don't—
Don't take my farm owner anymore!!!
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