On the first day arriving in Unova, Lorze and his Pokémon wives all played very happily. Especially ending the day's activities with such passionate sexual intercourse at night, nothing could be more perfect than this.
However, the next day was the opening ceremony of the scientific research summit. It's a pity he couldn't sleep in late like when staying at home. Surrounded by the girls beside him, Lorze also woke up to the ringing of the alarm set on his PokéNav.
"Phew~ Good morning babies. Were you happy last night?"
Either rubbing their sleepy eyes or maintaining their messy, untidy hair, hearing these words, the wives flushed with a blush one after another. A few also intimately snuggled by Lorze's side, coquettishly acting spoiled and saying things like "I hate you" (in a flirtatious way).
"Alright, take advantage of the time now to quickly take a shower. We have to go to the venue today." "Mhm❤~"
Before leaving the hotel room, every Pokémon took a fragrant, hot shower, not only washing away the fatigue of the previous night but also washing away the filth in their lewd holes and the dirtiness on their skin. As for Lorze himself, he washed, dressed, and then seriously tidied up his attire normally, ready to set off.
Taking the room card and closing the room door, everything seemed very smooth, but there was only one small problem... and that was his incomparably swollen lower body.
If it were normal times, there would always be a wife to service him and help handle his morning sexual desire. But this morning was too rushed, truly no time to vent his fire. So inside Lorze's pants hid a beast dissatisfied with its desires. That restless sexual desire kept burning him.
Just at this time, Lorze, having left his room, happened to bump into a Leavanny pushing a cart cleaning rooms for guests in the corridor.
The mature feminine body scent exuding from her rushed to his face. Her curvaceous figure with front bulges and back curves was also very tempting. Even without the system's prompt, Lorze could tell this was a female Leavanny. Although he didn't know why an insect girl's body could be so plump, in short... what Lorze saw in his eyes was a diligently working Pokémon insect girl mature woman.
Thinking back to the hotel in the Kalos region, room service jobs seemed to be given to male Indeedee to do. But since Leavanny is a Pokémon unique to Unova, being hired for room service is not surprising. After all, Leavannies' housekeeping abilities probably aren't inferior to Indeedee, especially when it comes to taking care of children.
Lorze, holding a strong interest in Pokémon girls, sized up this Leavanny carefully with great interest: A pair of bright red eyes, gentle and energetic; a leafy dress-like outfit, capable and decent. Hidden beneath the leaves were plump, perky, grand breasts and perfectly round, shapely buttocks. And between the thighs of her slender beautiful legs, the shape of the mons pubis outlined by the leaf pants was faintly visible, as well as... the broad tail unique to an insect's butt—although strictly speaking, it should be the insect's abdomen.
Lorze curled the corners of his mouth. Imagining the scene of invading that tail from behind, he couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement. That organ also looked very sexy and erotic in Lorze's eyes. He just didn't know if Leavanny's back could be entered. At least the front could, since it grew a small hole with human characteristics.
Although Leavanny's body was covered by pretty leaf-like dresses, from her slender torso and faintly exposed beige, delicate skin, one could still catch a glimpse of her tempting physical body. Moreover, from the exposed legs, it could also be seen that Leavanny's body retained some characteristics of insect arthropods. Often, these parts different from a human body can better satisfy alternative sexual fantasies.
Lorze stroked his chin and savored the thought in his heart: I must say... the Leavanny revealing flashes of spring scenery (exposing skin) indeed has some beauty. Coincidentally, I, who was forced to boot up in the morning and was in a hurry to travel, haven't handled the sexual desire of my morning wood yet. At this moment, the meat rod disappointingly tilting up is making my crotch bulge somewhat alarmingly.
Regardless, going up and saying hello first is never a problem. The worst that could happen is being ignored. Who knows, there might be unexpected gains?
"Whoo~ Hello there~"
Lorze, like a little hooligan, quite frivolously whistled at Leavanny. His manner of hitting on her was exactly identical to the stereotypical ruffian. This time he's truly a playboy! It's hard to imagine such a guy was actually invited to participate in a scientific research summit.
Human whistling is mostly men teasing women. Leavanny clearly understood this whistle. So she froze for a moment, then raised her head and saw Lorze's lecherous gaze.
Leavanny paused, somewhat constrainedly lowering her head.
If it were a human woman, she probably would have angrily walked away long ago while scolding him as a hooligan. But unexpectedly, not only was Leavanny not angry, but after lowering her head and seeing the bulge in the young man's crotch, she was teased by him until her cheeks flushed red, revealing a bashful smile. Even though she didn't look Lorze directly in the eye, these micro-expressions were all caught by that old goblin.
Lorze's eyes lit up, instantly taking an interest in Leavanny: This reaction speaks volumes, feels like there's a chance!
If he didn't still have serious business to attend to, he wouldn't mind pulling Leavanny into his room right now for a quickie. It's just a pity time is precious and waits for no one. So he could only chat simply for a few sentences to make his face familiar.
"Hello there, my name is Lorze. How should I address Miss Leavanny?"
Seeing Lorze's hand extending towards her, Leavanny seemed somewhat hesitant. Finally, she still grasped it somewhat bashfully—The crook of her arm was originally shaped like a sharp blade resembling a mantis's, but out of the politeness of shaking hands, Leavanny restrained her original sharpness, so as not to hurt Lorze.
As for a name? Leavanny shook her head. How could they Pokémon have names? Even if they did, it would be spoken using Pokémon cries, which I'm afraid humans couldn't understand either. However, she did point to the small tag on her chest; that was her employee ID and employee number.
"Is that so? How can an employee number be used as a name? Then I'll still call you Miss Leavanny. May I ask Miss Leavanny~ Does my room also need you to clean it?"
Lorze very naturally walked up to Leavanny and struck up a conversation, smilingly pointing to his own room. The latter looked following his hand and also nodded.
Seemingly having thought of a good idea, Lorze reached into his pocket, took out a plump Pecha Berry of premium quality and guaranteed sweetness from the system storage space, and handed it towards the bashful insect girl in front of him: "It's truly an honor to be serviced by such a pretty girl. Then I'll leave my room in your care. Please accept this, consider it a little tip for Miss Leavanny~"
"He-fu!?"
A crisp insect cry rang out from the graceful insect girl's mouth in front of him. Leavanny, somewhat panicked, wanted to push his hand away to refuse, but Lorze grinningly forced the Berry into her hands.
"This isn't for free. You have to help me clean the room a bit cleaner~ Mhm, it's getting late... Then we'll meet again if fate allows, bye-bye! Also... Miss Leavanny is truly very pretty!"
After saying that, Lorze didn't wait for Leavanny's response. Smiling and waving his hand, he walked past her position. The latter also turned around following his direction, watching Lorze disappear at the end of the corridor.
Looking at the back of Lorze walking away freely and the Pecha Berry in her hand, Leavanny twitched the half-moon-shaped antennae on her head. Pressing her chest with her leaf-blade-like lotus root arm, her heart felt a mixture of five flavors (complex feelings), both somewhat doubtful and bearing a trace of joy.
The doubt was because this human man inexplicably showed a very enthusiastic and intimate attitude towards her. It was truly somewhat suspicious. She hadn't seen this kind of person in all the time she worked here; the happiness was because Lorze kept praising her for being pretty. Lorze's praise wasn't the business-like kind, but a compliment from the bottom of his heart. This was very effective on Leavanny—what girl doesn't like being praised for being beautiful?
For some unknown reason, Lorze's actions just now always gave Leavanny a somewhat courting feeling...
Moreover, he kept calling her "Miss Leavanny" bite after bite. Although not considered intimate, it sounded very comfortable. No one had ever called Leavanny like this before. She felt... it was quite wondrous.
Leavanny also noticed that the man named Lorze seemed to have erected towards her? A human male towards a female Pokémon? This is truly somewhat... unbelievable. Or perhaps, his guy is ridiculously big, and even if not erected, it's very obvious?
Although Lorze behaved somewhat frivolously, his enthusiasm still infected Leavanny. After all, this small encounter also touched her numb heartstrings, introducing some expected variables into Leavanny's repetitive and boring work.
Perhaps because Lorze showed a very passionate attitude towards her, Leavanny's first impression of Lorze wasn't bad. She even somewhat looked forward to her next encounter with him. She just didn't know if there would still be such an opportunity.
But for now... it's better to be practical and work first. One Pecha Berry is not enough for her rations.
That being said, Leavanny still carefully put away the gift Lorze gave her. She still cherished this thing somewhat. Even if it wasn't anything precious, she still kept it as a token.
After that, Leavanny continued her work, but hesitated when it was the turn for Lorze's room, instead going to the next room first.
It wasn't that she wasn't going to clean, she just wanted to leave Lorze's room for last. She wanted to clean it more carefully for him. Actually, it was also a bit selfish; she wanted to learn more about Lorze's matters. So she walked into Lorze's room bearing a certain different kind of palpitation.
However... as soon as she opened the room door, the indoor air gave Leavanny a show of strength (a shock). The residual male and female sex pheromones in the room surged up all at once!
"He-fu!?"
Originally, Leavanny was just encouraging herself to be even more earnest when cleaning the room for Lorze. Yet she didn't expect this room to be filled with the erotic smell of men and women making love. The fishy stench rushing to her face made Leavanny somewhat dizzy and groggy.
But these pheromones seemed to possess some kind of magic, pulling at her, seducing her, making her unable to resist wanting to enter the room, as if her body was out of control...
Walking into the guest room, Leavanny didn't care about anything else. She first went straight towards that soft large bed, because the residual smell on the bed... was the strongest!
The messy bedsheets were covered with folds caused by sexual intercourse and patches of dirty liquid dripped onto them. The remnants of Lorze and his wives' copulation made Leavanny look troubled: No wonder he said to let me clean it properly, although this is also within my duties.
However, before changing the bedsheets and bedding for this room, Leavanny, bearing some selfish motives, leaned down and sniffed the smell on the bedsheets. That residual smell faintly tickled the primitive desires and instincts of biology, and also made the insect hole on her lower body uncontrollably have some reactions.
"...He-fu?"
Leavanny smelled it. This photinia-smelling semen stain was indeed a human male without a doubt. Presumably, it's Lorze's, right? But those unusual liquids... at least they were not quite the same as the smell of the women opening rooms (booking rooms for sex) she had smelled before. It seems they belong to female Pokémon!?
Leavanny felt very shocked by this. Her superb housekeeping abilities allowed her to keenly catch some details: No, the Pokémon girls copulating with him in this room... are more than just one!
She judged it from the differences in the properties and smell of the lewd liquid on the bedsheets, because some were very far apart in color and taste. This absolutely couldn't have been left by the same person. So is it Lorze and his Pokémon holding a sex party in the hotel room?
Leavanny had also heard of it. It is said that among humans, there are a very small number of people who prefer copulating with Pokémon. Could this visitor be such a person? In this case, the purpose of that human man teasing her seemed blatantly obvious—Could he be wanting to violate her!?
Although Leavanny wasn't a narcissistic female, she also faced the fact that her figure was indeed somewhat plump among the Leavanny species. Thinking about it over and over like this, she always felt there was no other possibility besides this.
Even after getting the answer that Lorze harbored ill intentions towards her, she didn't feel a strong sense of disgust towards Lorze. Because Lorze could copulate with multiple girls simultaneously, and on top of this, still had spare capacity to harass her. His sexual ability must be very powerful... Leavanny even somewhat envied the Pokémon girls being fucked by Lorze.
Is it the goodwill from the lively and handsome first impression? Is it the bonus points from the preferences of her Pokémon compatriots towards him, or is it her own surrender and admiration for this powerful sexual ability? Leavanny couldn't explain it clearly either. Perhaps it was simply because her insect hole was itchy, who can explain this clearly.
The Leavanny lacking a sex life bashfully pursed her female insect mouthparts. She indeed somewhat looked forward to Lorze's violation. Clearly they only spent a few short minutes together, yet the warm aura exuding from Lorze made one unable to resist wanting to rely on him. Her intuition believed Lorze was a gentle person.
"He-fu..."
Leavanny hugged the bedsheet and buried her face into it, fiercely sniffing the intoxicating male fishy stench deep into her lungs. She also knew such behavior was truly somewhat corrupting public morals. Therefore, her scalding hot, crimson cheeks warmed the bedsheet hotter and hotter, so hot that bead-sized sweat drops slid down from her forehead. Only then did she reluctantly put the bedsheet back down.
It's just that this not only failed to alleviate her physical lust, but conversely made the fire of lust in her heart burn even more vigorously. It actually made Leavanny, as if possessed by ghosts and gods, pull open her leaf skirt pants and begin masturbating...