Getting to know each other. (+18)

Two days had passed since Dune and the group arrived at Helena's mansion. Due to the unexpected visit, the main butler, Donald, couldn't greet Helena, which made her sad. She was the most special of all the special "princess" of Hoen, and not having what she considered a father figure to greet her at her own home disappointed her.

On the other hand, she and Dune could "enjoy" all sorts of fun while Ralts and Buneary trained in the nearby forests. Dune had given them both instructions and was more of a master than Helena, but both Pokemon didn't care; he gave them free time and sometimes rewarded them by allowing them to watch him and Helena have sex, so both Ralts and Buneary didn't object.

"Hmm!" light moans could be heard from Helna's room, while both Ralts and Buneary sat on the ground, playing poker with cards scattered between them. The hallway is cozy, with soft lighting and the sound of shuffled cards and their master moans filling the air.

"Ra Ralts" (Alright, Buneary, let's see if you can beat me this time; it's my turn to watch.)

Buneary, trying to sound confident, pounded her chest and said, "Bun Buneary." (Oh, you're going down this time, Ralts. (I've got a good feeling about these cards.)

In the two days they had been training in the mansion, both of the pokemon had bonded together; Ralts and Buneary, despite having totally opposite natures, made a great pair.

Ralts spent most of her free time taking care of the house and reading most of the books in the house. She had discovered she was extremely intelligent, even if she was still in her first evolution, and she enjoyed greatly reading most pokedex entries and just learning about the world.

They both glance at their hands, and Buneary attempts to conceal a mischievous grin. Contrary to her friend, Buneary wasn't shy about enjoying watching her masters fucking like wild Lopunnys; she spent most of her free time after training watching fashion videos on Helena's pokenav.

Ralts had a professional and serious look on her face, and despite not being honest, she too enjoyed watching her masters fucking "Ra, Ralts, Ra" (you and your "good feelings." I'm not falling for it).

Buneary chuckled nervously. She knew she wasn't as good or smart as her friend, but it's a game of cards; luck is the biggest player, and she was a lucky girl. "Buneary." (Well, let's just see about that.)

They continued playing and exchanging cards. The bet was simple: who would have the privilege of watching the masters have sex. The moans coming from Helena's room were becoming stronger, and both Ralts and Buneary heard Helena being shoved into a wall, only for the moans to continue. Ralts couldn't help herself, so, using her psychic abilities, she read Buneary's mind. With her mind-reading abilities, Ralts effortlessly anticipated Buneary's moves.

Ralts had a big grin on her face. "Ralts" (Fold. (I'm 90% sure of my victory.)

Buneary raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. "Buneary" (You seem awfully confident tonight.)

Ralts, with a poker face so good any gambling addict would kill for it, responded, "Ralts" (Just a lucky and educated guess.)

Buneary narrowed her eyes and said, "Buneary Bun" (not buying it, educated guess, my foot. You've been reading my mind again, haven't you? You are so desperate to see our trainer being pumped to the brim, aren't you?)

Ralts blushed hard; her usual pale and serious face was not crumbling at Buneary's comment, "Ralts!" (Of course not! Maybe I'm just getting better at reading your poker face.)

"Buneary!" (You and your mind-reading powers. It's not fair!)

"Ralts..." (Come on, Buneary, it's just a friendly game.) Both Pokemon then laid their cards; Ralts had a full house, and Buneary had a regular flush.

Buneary let out a mockingly dramatic sigh. "Buneary" (fine, fine. You win again. But one of these days, I'll figure out how to beat you, mind reader or not. Go and watch them fuck; I don't care; I'm going to see if there's anything I can do in this old mansion.)

Buneary stood up and walked away from the hallway downstairs. While Ralts remained seated, she could hear the sounds of Helena's moans, and even if she didn't want to admit it, she had a strange feeling between her legs.

Standing up, Ralts opened the door slightly, allowing her tiny frame to step into the room. The smell of sex was heavy, and the humid air seemed to elevate her strange feelings further, and she saw them.

Dune had a claw graping one of Helena's breasts as his massive member disappeared in and out of her vagina. Ralts remembered that the first time her masters had sex, Dune's cock was too big for Helena to handle, but now it seemed to handle his full size completely.

She could only see Dune's back and Helena's swinging breast, and she continued to stand there, staring at them as they fucked like wild pokemon.

"Du..Dune..Dune! Im cumming!" screamed Helena, and in a final thrust, both of them spasmed against each other's bodies.

Dune pulled out immediately after unloading inside of Helena's pussy, and she fell to the ground on her knees, who were too weak to carry her weight after such an intense session.

Dune quickly noticed Ralts staring at them both, while Helena was too high on the pleasure; she didn't notice anything. "Ralts, did you finish today's training?" asked Dune while his enormous cock became smaller and blended with the rest of his scales.

"Ralts, Ra, Ralts" (Yes, Master, me and Buneary finished today's training; we made sure to use the power weights as you asked us to do)

Dune walked towards Ralts and patted her head lightly, making Ralts feel slightly nervous. "Good girl, clean up Helena, and pack everything she'll need—clothes, food, money, everything—we are leaving the mansion for good now," said Dune, leaving Ralts and Helena alone in the room.

Ralts walked slowly towards Helena, who was now collapsed on the ground; it was a routine procedure by now. He spread Helena's pussy leaves to allow Dune's semen and the weird liquid that came out of his gills to exit Helena's body and clean her up with a nice, warm bath.

But now Ralts had an impulse no other time; she wanted to sniff Helena's pussy, but despite her wish, she held herself back together and gently took care of her master.