Pokegirls, Gotta fuck ’em All! (Part 5: Nigerundayo) [MF] [Footjob] [Facial] [Cum Swallow] [Handjob] [Story]

What’s up people, back with the next part, this is basically just the story element of my series, but don’t worry I’ll be posting a quicky real soon to make up for it.

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The next morning, I woke up with a raging bad case of morning wood, after having fucked two women in such a short time span, not only was I not tired, but I was still raring to go, I contemplated whether this was part of Jirachi’s wish.

I noticed the sound of sizzling nearby and went to check it out. After a couple of minutes of navigating through the maze of machinery, I finally came to the professors living room and kitchen, where she stood making breakfast, in her usual attire, except this time it was an apron instead of her lab coat.

I snuck up behind the professor before scaring her and grabbing her breasts from behind, leading to her screaming in shock.

“Steve!” She shouted, “I’m trying to cook!”

I looked at her pan, where an omelette lay with a few pieces of bacon, beside it was an already finished plate of food, containing a sausage and a couple of pieces of toast.

“Wow, what a spread, you do this every day?” I asked

“First time!” She said, turning her head around to wink at me.

“Wow, thanks Ilana, also after breakfast, I need help with a small problem.”

“Is that problem poking me in the ass?”

“Wow, you should be a detective!”

She chuckled and playfully shoved her ass into me, before dragging my face down to a passionate kiss.

“Wait till I finish breakfast at the kotatsu, big guy.”

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“I’m done!” She exclaimed just seconds after I put my legs into the warmth of the kotatsu, she set down a plate of food in front of me, with some orange juice, and brought her own plate.

“You eat surprisingly western food for someone with a kotatsu, ” I commented, noting her choice of food.

“A professor has to have a quick breakfast before getting to work, I’m not like those crackheads who come into this profession because it’s the easiest degree, or use their grant for pot and alcohol, I actually do work.”

I marvelled at the tangent she went off there, thinking about how she took so much offence from a simple comment about her breakfast when I suddenly feel a silky fabric touch my groin.

“Anyways, about that problem that you talked about just now, ” she said while still eating, “I think I can help you take care of it now.”

I felt as her expert toes glided over my erection, feeling around my jeans, before locating the zipper, and expertly pulling it down, letting me free.

“Relax, ” she said, I hadn’t noticed, but immediately stiffened up at her touch, “We did so much more last night anyways.”

I released my shoulders as I felt her soft toes glide over the head of my dick, the soft silky fabric caressing and sliding over me, making my dick twitch with pleasure.

The professor laid back and pulled down her pants, and started rubbing herself and groping her breasts as she pleasured me with her feet.

In no time, I was ready to pop, “I’m gonna cum, where do you want it?”

“Cum into my mouth, give me your salty cream, ” she said as she crawled under the kotatsu and started jacking me off, opening her mouth wide with puppy dog eyes begging me to cum.

With that, I came straight onto her face and into her mouth, slathering her with no less batter than I gave her last night.

When I finally stopped cumming, I looked down and saw her face covered in my semen, her mouth already full as she tried to stuff in more of the cream.

“Mm… Not sure if I can still finish breakfast after having so much cream…”

“I can finish it for you.”

“I was joking around, Steve, I’m not going to give my eggs to anyone else, not even you.”

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After breakfast, the professor and I quickly took a shower, where I fingered her till she cummed on my hands, and got dressed and ready to leave.

“You sure you won’t take up my offer to be my assistant?”

“Sorry, but as I’ve said, I’m gonna be the champion someday”

“Mm… Good luck with that, and don’t break the egg fucking some other girl.”

I had almost forgotten that the Ralts egg was in an incubator, stuffed inside my bag, weighing me down a lot.

“Well, you should get going, my reports say some surskit are dancing by the river, and eventually that’s gonna cause problems for you.”

“Thanks for the advice, and the great stay, ” I replied with a smile.

“You too stud, I’ll miss you.”

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Finally, I retraced my steps back to the village and found the professor waiting for me in front of her lab.

“Had fun with my best friend, didn’t you?” She asked sultrily.

“Maybe.”

“Her tits were great weren’t they?”

“If only she wasn’t as messy as you.”

“Hey now, don’t insult the professor, come in, I want to see that egg.”

I pulled out the egg and loaded it into her scanner, where a similar, but more detailed loadout as the computer in Professor Ilana’s lab appeared.

“Well, Ilana’s got the egg being different right, but what caused this difference?” Professor Acacia mumbled as she typed furiously into her keyboard, making notes on a second monitor.”

“Do I get to keep it and train it now because you’re the professor and I’m under you, and since you can’t figure out what’s up with the egg, you want me to hatch it quicker and evolve it to see the difference?”

“…yes, ” Professor Acacia said, glancing at me, “that was very oddly specific.”

“I dunno seemed about right to me.”

“In any case, it seems this egg has a rare genetic that can’t be found in any other Ralts egg on our records, these gene strands might even be…”

She trailed off as she came to a realisation. She frantically opened her drawer, spilling out several pieces of junk as she frantically searched through it.

“Aha!” She said as she produced a small device. She rubbed it over the skin of her arm, before connecting it to the machine, and rubbing it over my arm.

“What exactly are you doing professor?”

“This is a DNA scanner, let’s just skip the complicated bullshit I would normally tell you and just say that this ralts has a seemingly human gene, it’s more present in me than in you, but I still don’t know what it is.”

“How? You have all the information right there?”

“We aren’t as far advanced as you think, kid, ” she replied sternly, “we can’t just look at any strand of DNA and know which latent it comes from.”

I gulped, seeing the professor this serious was nerve-wracking, I had never seen her this serious, or under so much concentration before, she’s normally a lot more light-hearted and goofy.

“In any case, your previous suggestion was correct, I need you to take this egg with you on your gym challenge, and try to hatch it.”

“How do I do that?”

“Walk, battle, and put it at the front of your party in the Pokégear party manager, we don’t know how, but it works.”

I started at the egg in incredible confusion but took it anyway, I couldn’t disappoint the professor.

“Could you leave for a while while I try and work this out? I really need some time to process all of this information on the computer.”

“Okay, sure.”

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I headed out of the lab and made a beeline for Anisa’s house, hoping to surprise her with a visit.

I went into my house, which was locked up, mom must have gone to Aika city to shop at the mall.

I went in, and climbed up to my room, and went onto the veranda, which was just a little under a meter away from Anisa’s veranda. We spent countless nights talking out here while we were still students until it happened…

I shook my head before the memories came flooding back, I didn’t really want to think about it.

“Anisa?” I called over, seeing that her desk light was still on behind the curtains.

“Anisa? Anyone home?!”

I pulled out my Pokégear and texted her, “Hey Anisa, come out to the veranda, I wanna talk.”

I watched as the message only had a small Pokéball spinning under it, meaning the message was still being processed into her Pokégear.

But instead of stopping and sparkling like a catch, it popped open.

“Anisa?” I called out again, maybe she was sleeping.

I was about to retreat back into my room when I heard the door to Anisa’s room open, before hearing her mother call out: “Anisa?”

I heard frantic footsteps before the glass doors sliding open with a bang.

“Anisa?!” Her mother called out frantically, before noticing me on my veranda, “Steve! Did you see Anisa?”

“No, I came here to try and talk to her, was she supposed to be home?”

“She never left her room after seeing you off! She’s gone now!”

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Fucking hell it’s so early right now I wanna die
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