°• 𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 •°

her ghostly steed: @ERMAROTE_

[°• 𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 •° @HEXlNGEYES]

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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝙝𝙚𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖𝙘 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙚
ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝙨𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙬𝙠𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙙

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥 𝙥𝙞𝙣
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[°• 𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 •° @HEXlNGEYES]

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" hm ? okay darling, just let me get dressed . "

she's still in just panties and an oversized shirt that's hanging like a curtain off her tits .
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her hand was quick to start stroking along that length within the kimono, the goth trainer leaving purple lipstick marks on gengar's neck as those hickies and kisses continued . the feeling of those claws digging into her flesh drawing out a low moan from the hex maniac .

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it's only to be expected, after all, beatrice had missed the gengar so terribly . so she would be using now as a time to show her just how much she had missed her .

which is why a hand is snaking down to grope and rub at the growing bulge within her clothes .
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a soft huff as she held the other close, enjoying her presence and warmth while teeth left small hickies all over oizys' neck .
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[°• 𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 •° @HEXlNGEYES]

@opiategaze ah perfect .

then that ghost trainer is going to milk everything out of her ♡

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@_devilishterror

pulling the gengar into an embrace, placing kisses all along her neck .

she's missed the ghost terribly .

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and kneading oizys' chest as her own still held the ghost's head betwixt them .

[°• 𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 •° @HEXlNGEYES]

there was no retreat or attempt of one, beatrice meeting her ghost's tongue with what could be called a grin . the maniac sucking on the appendage even as it wrapped around hers, her hands moving up along that body .

digits found those sizable breasts, the woman squeezing —

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her cunt being split open by that flared, barbed girth . her insides tight like a vice, yet soft like velvet . plush lips pressed into her neck with a low, primal moan of pleasure . cervix kissing that tip as those thrusts started to press those two together .

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" y - yes . . . i need you inside of me . . . ♡ "

the crazed woman spoke, voice trailing off with each syllable while her body lit up in arousal . her flesh felt like it was burning, the warmth a roaring inferno of lust and need for the ghost whom had been grinding that —

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monstrous, grotesque - looking shaft against her new trainer's entrance . there was no denying that the both of them wanted this, even if it could be argued that beatrice was merely being influenced into it .

arms held tight around the ghost's neck, the gothic woman feeling —

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and the maniac only grins back, sucking on the ghost's tongue as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do .

her own tongue swirled around the pokemon's, that massive appendage only rivaled in size by the ghost's length .

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that she had indeed . beatrice holding the ghost close, lips kissing the top of her head before it's being smothered in her mass of titflesh .

hands gently stroking and roaming her body, the hex - obsessed woman sighing with a soft voice .

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@_devilishterror

hands find themselves wrapped around the ghost's waist, lips pressing against her neck while the trainer let her chest press into oizys' back .

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betwixt her thighs, the arousal starting to slicken the bumpy, exotic rod that throbbed so desperately against her body .

arms wrapped around gengar, beatrice's eyes focused on nothing but her, those two words sending a shiver down her spine .

" yes . . . your toy . . . "

[°• 𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 •° @HEXlNGEYES]

mind fogging from the hypnotism, those already swirled eyes only growing closer to spirals as her mind was capture, pulled in and grasped by the ghost's own . now nothing stood between them, not even the tattered remains of her dress, gengar's length findinf the warm wetness—