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292 – Good Girls Come In Threes

292 – Good Girls Come In Threes

Horns made for a perfect handhold, ideal for taking control in all the right ways. To the inexperienced, something so hard and lacking nerve endings might seem like a hindrance to sexy times. But a great trainer knew how to appreciate new and unusual things. Brandy was appreciating it to the fullest right now.

Brandy seized the base of Tess's horn, gave it a gentle twist, and like a lever, it made Tess's pinky-purple ears shoot straight along the sofa cushion she lounged on. Brandy heard the moan building in the back of the exhausted Nidorino's throat, and the sound fueled the fire in her chest. The more the Nidorino played at being on top, the more Brandy wanted to push her buttons and force her to come undone.

"Look at how flushed she is," Mahi whispered into Tess's ear. "Her cheeks are almost as red as her hair. She's a tournament fighter, and you've made her cum so many times. She's addicted to you. Look at that feral look in her eyes."

The look from Tess was smoldering, but Mahi's eyes tightened Brandy's throat. It wasn't just because they were pretty, though they certainly were. It was the way Mahi communicated so clearly with a single look that this wasn't about Brandy; it was about pushing Tess to a breaking point. Proving to her that women weren't made of glass like she thought, and a special few she could even go all out on.

Communication was hot, and Brandy was all here for it.

Tess hadn't quite gotten the message they were trying to impart. Tess might have exhausted her body, but she'd kept her Moves out of it beyond a bit of sensitivity Poison. As much as good sex made Brandy feel like she could do anything, her pussy wasn't so good it could fix all a Pokémon's problems in one marathon session.

Yet. Give Brandy a few years.

"You're both monsters," Tess groaned with immense fondness. "Terrifying."

"Oh, you dear bunny, you've no idea," Mahi said with a wide smirk, her tongue lolling out and trailing along the edge of the Nidorino's mouth. Mahi's thick tongue slid against the bunny's lips and, with a simple press of her ears pinned to her head back, forced Tess's mouth open and slithered her tongue inside.

Brandy watched the two kiss, her hips continuing to roll into Tess's crotch. Their kiss was messy, tongues flailing and drool rolling down Tess's cheek as she moaned into Mahi's mouth. The Nidorino's hips were starting to roll in time with Brandy's as that last bit of control was sucked out of her body. Together Mahi and Brandy had utterly robbed her of sense, and it was the hottest fucking thing Brandy had ever seen.

The hottest thing in the last hour, anyway. It'd been a crazy day.

Mahi and Tess were lost in each other, giving Brandy a moment to check on the others. As she ground Tess into the sofa, she turned her head into a flash of brilliant blue. Sparky's eyes, not even an inch from her head, stared into her soul.

"I'm waiting," Sparky said. "I've been very well-behaved."

"Good girls, don't interrupt," Brandy said and laughed as Sparky sucked in a long breath through her nose. All of Sparky's eyes narrowed into angry slits. Brandy leaned in and kissed that angry face, getting bit by those long fangs for her troubles. Brandy had felt that rush of pleasure of a Bug Bite before, but that was just a Joltik Bug Bite. It wasn't Sparky's new Galvantula body that was bigger.

Brandy's body tensed, hips bucking as a surge of sensation flooded her from those two burning points. She couldn't stop herself; a wave of pleasure flooded her brain, and she cried out. She didn't care how loud it would be or how embarrassing it might have been. Her body was flooded with pure, bug-infused endorphins, and she screamed in bliss.

And she wasn't the only one. As she came down from that suddenly induced high, the whole club was going wild around her. She was too far gone in the moment to notice any details why, but she could feel the room around her vibrating with excitement.

"Sparky!" Brandy gasped as the sensation started to fade. Her hips hadn't stopped rocking against Tess, who'd come while Brandy had shaken, and the feel of all that warm cum filling her kept the fire burning inside Brandy. "You little brat!"

"Your little brat. Now and always." Sparky said, and Brandy could hear the grin in her voice as she wrapped Brandy up in a nice, warm hug. After the dry orgasm—and maybe a wet one, thanks to Tess—Brandy welcomed the softness of Sparky's fur and the comforting tingle it brought. "I can make it up to you."

"You don't have to." Brandy nuzzled into Sparky's fur, breathing in the sweet scent she'd come to associate with her bug partner. It was comforting, and she had missed how comforting it was. "I think I've had my fill of revenge for now. It's time."

"Oh, you want me?" Sparky pulled Brandy up. "Well, you're going to have to wait. There's a show on, and you're going to watch all of it before you get any more of me."

Turnabout! That's not fair play at all.

But Brandy wasn't in any position to argue. Tess might be lost in the all-consuming Mahi kiss, but she clung to Brandy's waist. If Brandy tried to break away, she'd drag Tess with her, leading to a fight with Mahi. Not that the idea didn't have its merits, but Brandy had caused enough trouble for one day. So she let Sparky turn her towards the show and nearly swallowed her tongue. The small stage running down the center of the room was lit up, and Wren was striding down it like a queen on her way to be crowned. She'd squeezed herself into tights that strained under the pressure of her thick thighs, and her strapless corset wasn't faring much better. Her breasts spilled over the top like an indulgent dollop of whipped cream. It seemed crazy that she'd ever been able to copy Brandy with her Disguise inheritance when she was Brandy's complete opposite. Short but shapely, much like the Wooloo from her hometown, and the crowd was eating it up.

She must've used a bit of Disguise; her tangled black hair sprouted two long bunny ears, twitching as she leaned down to blow kisses and flaunt her cleavage, more than enough to give Brandy the tiniest pang of jealousy. Poor Mumbles was front and center of it all, and the only reason she wasn't screaming was that she'd already run out of breath doing it and had seemingly forgotten how to inhale. Fluttering cards and crashing glasses rolled out from the table all of the other of Wren's Pokémon were at as the rest of her team fought each other to get the best view.

"Tess, Mahi, you need to see this," Brandy gasped. "Right now."

Mahi and Tess kept kissing, but they did pass Brandy off into Sparky's arms, the bug cackling at how boneless Brandy had gone. 

"Want to hear a riddle?" Sparky shouted to be heard. "It's a good one."

"You're more a pun bug," Brandy said, finding one of Sparky's hands and squeezing it. "Leave the riddles to the Orbeetles." 

"Nah, they can't have all the fun. Riddle me this, Brandy. What's sexy, sultry, and comes in threes?"  

"Tess."

"No." Sparky snorted, smacking Brandy's ass. "She doesn't come in threes."

"She comes enough for three. Poison types really fill a lady up."

Sparky's giggle was a victory. It wasn't often she got a genuine laugh out of the Bug that Sparky hadn't already been fishing for. 

"Your filthy Trainer mind is too fucked up to solve this," Sparky sniffed imperiously. "One last guess."

Brandy chewed it over. It probably wasn't a tricky riddle; they were both too busy watching Wren kill it on stage to make it too much of a thinker. Sexy and sultry absolutely fit her. They watched as Wren reached into her cleavage and pulled out a microphone. This party trick only got the audience even rowdier. She cleared her throat and put a finger to her lips, and the place went almost dead silent immediately; even her fighting team stopped Ceridwen half hanging off the back of the sofa as Calico and Dinah dangled her by her arms. Nobody wanted to miss this. 

"Welcome, one and all, to the greatest night of your lives. You all loving this?" 

She turned and slapped her ass, and the crowd loudly made it known how much they loved watching it jiggle. Even Sparky and Brandy got in on the yelling. 

"Settle down! Settle down," Wren said with a wiggle of her hips that only stirred the crowd up more. "Ah ah! If you want to see more, you've got to be quiet. Our next bunny wanted a nice, low-light mood, and she's not coming out until I can hear a pin drop."

 "Holy shit," Brandy muttered, and Sparky's grip on her hand tightened. "It's Bunny Girl Trainers, isn't it? They come in threes?"

"You've solved my riddle," Sparky grinned. "Now I'm going to tickle you so everyone complains that you're the only one making noise."

"Don't you dare!" Brandy giggled and tried nab Sparky’s wrists.

Unfortunately, Sparky had four wrists now, while Brandy had only two hands. She was outnumbered!