"hotel clerk and pharmacist asked for my ID the other day.....no good racist republicans"
The vines start massaging my nipples, making them hard and making me clench around his cock and the vine in my ass. I'm starting to feel good, and I am so ashamed of the pleasure. I don't want this happening, but my body can't help but respond to his devices.
He's sitting on my bed, cleaning his scales, when he spots me he smiles. "Sniii. " He looks completely normal now. I look over at my dresser and see his Pokeball that the Professor gave me and I go for it.
He just smiles as I throw it, him entering it in the red stream of light without a problem. I take him back to the Lab, and they evaluate him and they decide that he is fine, nothing wrong now.
They figured he just wanted to be free. I keep quiet about the whole incident. Then they ask me if I want him, now that they got him back, they figure it would be ok.
Should I' I think back to what happened earlier and feel angry, I don't ever want to see that little demon again. I feel hate towards him, and I hope they send him far far away. I open my mouth to tell them this...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑