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Captive to a Monster Lilligant (Patron Reward) [VAULT]
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An expedition was afoot to explore an island that had been recently discovered. A mainland college had organized the event, recruiting professors and top-ranking students to travel along and help with the research. The world of pokemon was a fantastical one, and such untouched places were bound to be hiding equally untouched mysteries. It was a rare opportunity to be at the forefront of something so spectacular, and so when asked to join, Vincent was quick to agree.
Vincent was an exceptional student, a natural bookworm that was drawn to the wonders of pokemon and their habitats. It was ironic, considering how pokemon had avoided him since he was a child -- perhaps that was why he was so curious, but such kept him from ever owning a pokemon like a proper trainer. It was a pillar of self-doubt, similar to his short height and introverted personality. He was an easy target to tease, and that proved true even on the voyage to this island of wonders.
It was the second night since they hit the island’s coast and established a base to work from. The camps were jolly after a long day of trekking the area around them, their spirits high as they gathered around fires and ate. Vincent was among them, but only long enough to eat; when the others began revealing their pokemon partners so that they could all eat together, Vincent shuddered from the group and towards the woods, predicting the usual commentary would come soon enough.
Once far enough from the camp and into the forest, Vincent kicked at a fallen tree branch. He vented his frustration with a growl, pointed down at a plain pokeball he held firmly in his hand. It was prohibited by the professors to catch any of the island’s wild pokemon, regarded as too disruptive to the natural habitat, but Vincent disobeyed. He fantasized of capturing his first pokemon here, a unique partner that no other would have. A far fetched dream, and one that could earn him major trouble. For now, he pocketed the ball, sighing as he did.
There, Vincent’s nose flared from a scent that wafted in the wind. It was a crisp smell, sweet like cinnamon and with a fresh-baked warmth, but subdued with an earthy touch. He had not realized until then that such a pleasant aroma had been in the air for some time, unwittingly following its trail ever since he strayed from camp -- a distance he had not kept track of. He thought to turn back now and avoid getting lost, especially as the night crept closer, but after another whiff of that scent, he found himself unable to deny that infamous curiosity of his.
“What exactly is that…?” Vincent wondered aloud in a whisper. Pokemon of the evening were becoming more active, their chirps heard from all around. He treaded carefully around the bases of trees, wary of what could lurk around them. “That can’t be a normal flower I smell. It’s like someone’s cooking…”
Drawn ever closer to the source of that alluring scent, Vincent could think of nothing else but what he could stumble upon. Even as it made less and less sense to push further into the thickest part of the forest, Vincent continued onward, cast under a spell that he could not snap from. He was losing his sense of direction around the island, but more so was he lost in his own head.
Then he stopped, hearing the trickle of water and patternless splashes. The trees ahead were spread further apart as Vincent neared a clearing in the forest. The scent had led him to what felt like a natural sanctuary, a crystal-clear lake of shimmering water enclosed under a sturdy canopy that allowed only rays of moonlight to illuminate its tranquil environment. Vincent instantly forgot the sweet smell, more bewildered by the area he had happened upon, awing at the landscape that was evidently untouched by humans.
But it was not untouched entirely, and was, in fact, being used at that moment. A subject stood in the center of the water, a feminine shape that lowered and rose from the surface in elegant motions. Clean water cascaded down the woman’s luscious hair, fluidly returning to the lake she was waist-deep into. Her bathing was miraculously in tandem with the nature surrounding her, the peacefulness of the atmosphere undisturbed by her lonely dance in its center.
Vincent was awestruck by the fantastical scene in front of him. The silhouette of a woman, whose appearance was noble and graceful, was stunning by itself, but Vincent was also struck by unavoidable questions. Who was this woman, and what had brought her this far? There was no one like her from the camp, and the island was known to be uninhabited. He stood at the edge of the lake with a dumbfounded expression -- not yet had he comprehended how slow his every thought was, how quiet the world fell around him.
When the subject in the water turned and allowed an angle of light to cast over her form, Vincent felt no spur of a reaction in his muscles, even when his mind went aflame with wonder. This was no human woman he had come upon, not so with the empty-pale skin, the green cloak of leaves, and the leaf-thin arms that curved without structure. Two seedy eyes peered at him, locked onto his immobilized position; her head lowered in a glare, bringing attention to the flower-shaped crown that grew atop a hairstyle of broad leaves. Vincent realized that this was no human, nor was it truly a pokemon -- he had discovered a monster.
“Monsters” are what humans had come to refer to these beings as. They were distantly evolved from pokemon, having adapted human features long ago that enabled other advanced developments to their genetics. A history of clashes between them and humanity had created a rift between the two species, and so monsters became secluded, favoring the natural world of pokemon versus the conventional civilization of humankind. Monsters remained rare, but not unheard of, conjuring tales and rumors of all kinds regarding the truth of what they were.
Vincent knew right away what breed of monster he was staring at there in the pristine lake. “Lilligant…” he muttered, facing the fact against his disbelief otherwise, for the creature was only reminiscent of Lilligant and the species’s trademarks. Where a normal Lilligant was stout and petite, the monster nearing him was statuesque and fully matured, her posture a realized grace that was beyond that of any mere pokemon.
These features of the Lilligant became too apparent for Vincent to humbly ignore as she waded through the water. Unveiling herself from the lake’s surface was truly a reveal of the monster’s impressive measurements. She was not simply tall and grown, but amazonian. Standing only meters from Vincent, she loomed over him with a height nearly thrice his own, but the detail most staggering to notice was her hips -- gasp worthy, the Lilligant supported a massive ass far wider than any human could wrap their arms around. It bounced with a weight that trembled the water with a wake of its own, swaying hypnotically side to side as it rose above the ripples.
Vincent was speechless, but Lilligant was not. She lifted her head with an air of arrogance and scoffed, “The rumors were right… Humans…”
A stuttered reply went unsaid as Vincent struggled to lift his feet and charge away. He wanted to escape, fearful of what an irritated monster could do, and ultimately embarrassed of having been caught watching her bathe. Despite these worries, neither leg would budge, as if rooted too heavily to the ground. He felt too numb to run away, too discouraged, like something was playing with his head.
In fact, such was the case. Lilligant looked over the man’s posture, posing curiously before his shivering state. “Hm. The toxin is already taking effect,” she remarked. “You must have been breathing my aroma for quite awhile now. Are you unable to even attempt an escape?”
As if prompted to try, Vincent focused all his effort in getting himself to move. He managed to scamper backwards in a frightful stumble, but he tripped over a root and fell onto his back. The impact accentuated the dizziness that was settling into Vincent’s body, slowing him further still. Trapped in this daze, he offered no resistance as his ankle was wrapped around by a leaf-like arm of the Lilligant, which dragged him down into the shallow edge of the lake.
Vincent craned his head from off the muddy ground, struggling to stare up at the Lilligant’s full form looming above him. Her assets were especially distracting, casting a bright blush over his quaking expression. In a cough, he managed to speak up of just one of his many concerns: “Y-You can t-talk?!”
Lilligant sighed -- at least, she was heard sighing. The monster, much like the pokemon she originated from, lacked a traditional mouth, and so her eyes were left to express her annoyance. “Indeed I can,” she said in a royal voice. “But it’s you that I expect to talk. Tell me where you came from, human.”
“Wh-Where…? I… I dunno…” he squeaked under Lilligant’s shadow. Her hugeness weighed heavily over him, a glare that forced him to answer better. “Th-There’s a camp on the beach… We’re r-researchers, from the mainland, madam…”
A subdued giggle went unheard by Vincent. “Madam,” Lilligant gently repeated, coiling a leafy hand to her chin. She turned away from him and paced slowly deeper into the water, adrift with thoughts. “Invasive humans. I expected as much would occur. It was inevitable that this tranquility be tarnished.”
She stared out across the lake, scanning its twinkling surface. “On this island, my domain is the forest,” she explained, stretching out her arms in a showcase of what was her realm. “I am the queen of this territory. This lake is my personal sanctuary. For you to have intruded this far is… foreboding. Before long, I imagine the rest of your ilk will be marching across this forest, claiming it as you-- Eep!”
A fatty smack; a dull splash. Lilligant was interrupted by a blunt strike against her, a projectile having hit her in the rear. She sharply stood straight from the sudden touch, her leaf arms pushed straight down in shock. Twisting to her side, Lilligant found what had been thrown at her bobbing weakly in the water: a pokeball, proven futile in catching her like a normal pokemon.
Vincent was next to earn the fury of Lilligant’s glare, an intensity in her eyes only somewhat undermined by the red streak going across her cheeks. His arm was still held forward in a thrown angle, issuing him with immediate guilt. He crawled weakly away, still too weak to run; he had only thrown the pokeball out of desperation, thinking he could catch the monster Lilligant as the lone method of saving himself.
Rather than earn a resolution, he had incited anger. Lilligant shivered with emotion, “P-Pesky runt! Are you entirely mannerless?! S-Such rudeness…!” Her arms crossed behind her back, as if defending her rear from another attack. She seethed, “To not only think you could simply capture me…! B-But to aim at such a place…!”
“I-I’m… I’m sorry…?” Vincent nervously answered, shielding himself with that same arm. Every inch the Lilligant grew closer, he shuddered more into the ground. “Please, madam! D-Don’t hurt me!”
“Fool,” Lilligant hissed. “You have been absolved of all trust for such reprehensible actions. Now, what to do of you…” She leaned forward, her womanly charm as intoxicating as the aroma she perpetually produced. Vincent was paralyzed, allowing Lilligant to effortlessly lift him up from under his arms. Too late did he try to writhe his way free, by then fully in the possession of a monster woman.
His backpack was removed, and then his shoes. They dropped into the shallows without care. “H-Hey! What’s the deal?” he spat, failing to keep his leg kicked away from her tendril limbs. Lilligant did not answer, even as she provoked more of a reaction by slipping a leaf under his shirt. “Whoa! No, s-stop! What are you doing?!”
Lilligant’s giggle was not veiled this time. “Disarming my captive, of course,” she answered haughtily. “I will not allow a troublesome human to hide anything else from me.” With that said, Lilligant’s arm persisted up Vincent’s shirt, its squirming touch weakening him further with tickles along his skin. As delicate as her leafy limbs could be, she was nonetheless strong, ripping through the buttons of his shirt until the article was peeled off his torso.
Vincent hoped that would satisfy the queenly monster, but what he expected followed next. Lilligant’s touch then went to his pants, which he grunted in refusal of having removed. Despite how he twisted and turned, Lilligant invaded his waist and tugged down on the belt, forcing it to be undone so that he may be completely stripped. His unwanted exposure brought him to the brink of tears, utterly powerless in the hands of a monster.
“Ah-- you’re so red suddenly,” Lilligant reacted, her eyes glacially scanning the nude image in front of her. Vincent continued to twitch in what ways he was allowed, making weak attempts to conceal his crotch with both his hands and legs. In doing so, he drew Lilligant’s attention directly there -- “Hm? Hm, this must be a human’s…”
An arm stretched and wrapped around Vincent’s waist like a prehensile vine, freeing Lilligant’s other leafy hand to point at what interested her. Vincent squirmed in vain to hide his dick, but a stubborn erection made it all too apparent. As Lilligant’s touch uncoiled closer to its tip, he growled, “S-S-Stop it! That’s my… my…!”
It was too embarrassing to admit, the words choking him as Lilligant’s hand accepted the slight weight of his dick. He gasped at the touch, clenching hard with his teeth to stretch out his patience, but Lilligant’s giggling drilled through that limit. Time seemed frozen as Lilligant held this grasp over him, the tip of her hand gradually hovering down the shaft’s length.
“It’s… cute,” Lilligant muttered, her plain expression blinking. “So little~ It isn’t fragile, is it…?”
Her curiosity was met with an instinctive kick, whipped up from a reserved pool of energy still within Vincent. His leg flailed messily, but with enough force to get a stomp into Lilligant’s torso and cause her to shake backwards. “Let me go!” he whined, thrown anew into attempts to loosen himself free. “Th-This is so messed up-- erk!! Gah!”
The grip circling his waist tightened painfully, crushing a gasp of air from his lungs. Lilligant’s seedy eyes bent into a glare, “Barbaric behavior! And it’s humans that dare act oh-so civilized…!” Her free hand moved away from Vincent’s cock, instead brushing herself where she had been struck. “Have you forgotten who you are speaking to, little captive? It seems you must be taught the order of things some other way…”
Lilligant’s arm loosened, enough so that Vincent’s limp form fell from her possession. He landed gracelessly into the shallow water, his head spasming out of its surface so he could breathe again. With Lilligant’s fragrance still slowing his body, he could only attempt to crawl away -- but he could not crawl far enough. He felt a shadow creep over his prone position, and he turned defensively towards it, as though he could overcome what obstacle was overhead.
Above Vincent was a towering sight, compelling him into an intimidated cower. Lilligant stood with her back turned to him, and thus her expansive ass loomed dangerously above. He swallowed in fear, pressured by the gravity of its mass hanging over his thin shape. It was all he could stare at, but Lilligant’s snide expression deserved a glance, her leafy hands propping up her heavy rear in a flaunt of power.
“Such an inferior creature… Does it feel lowly to be staring up at me so?” Lilligant asked, each step into position causing her butt to waver and sway with a hypnotic rhythm. “Hrmp! I should hope it does. One way or another, I will make you a disciplined human…”
Vincent shook his head, but there was no denying Lilligant’s punishment, no arguing with her methods; the ass dropped on top of him with incredible force, his gawk of pain quickly muffled into a squeak for mercy. Having raised his hands to try and catch Lilligant’s butt failed him entirely, his palms sinking into the plant-like flesh before the rest of the weight behind it crashed over his entire body in a splashing display. Lilligant’s mass drowned him, keeping him pinned in darkness where his face was covered by a smooth curve. Only his legs could flinch and kick aimlessly, but Lilligant’s thighs overwhelmed even that effort when she closed them together. In such a seated posture, Vincent was completely hidden from sight, his resistance not enough to even make a bump underneath the monster woman.
Yet above the turmoil was a pleasant sigh. Lilligant curled her knees up relaxingly, shifting side to side so that her bottom was comfortable. “This should press the disobedience from you,” she spoke, more to herself than the man suffocating beneath her. In her tone was a hint of amusement, genuinely satisfied in how she treated a human like a living seat cushion. “I will keep you there until I believe you’ve understood your position,” she went on. “In the meantime, I was in the midst of something before being interrupted…”
Lost in the world that was under Lilligant’s ass, Vincent could only vaguely understand what the dominant Lilligant had explained. Each breath of air was a struggle to obtain, but then, adding to such troubles, was a flush of water seeping around him. He had felt -- and endured -- the grinding movements of Lilligant bending forward, unaware until that moment that she was going to continue bathing like she had been. Her arms, long and adaptable as they were, lifted buckets worth of water at a time, which she used to pour down her body. Not only did this accentuate her weight on top of Vincent, but the lake water that cascaded down her voluptuous body was bound for him to receive. She thought of how each trickle running down her spine was guaranteed to seep onto her captive, thrilled to be in such a state of power that even droplets off her body was being forced onto a writhing human desperate for relief.
The cruelty continued on. A passerby would only see a monster Lilligant bathing in the spring, unaware that a man was trapped under her outrageous rear-end. Even the muffled shouts and cries had weakened into quiet coughs; if it were not for Vincent’s erection tirelessly pushing up against the flesh, Lilligant could have easily forgotten that he was there at all.
But Lilligant was aware, particularly so about his boner -- so tiny compared to her, but a firm bump nonetheless. Her legs crossed in order to control her own arousal, a warmth budding up within her. Humans were pitiful and messy things, she thought, but they were lively and so easy to manipulate. For how foolish they were, especially this one, she had no reservations in abusing them for her purposes. The thought itself sent a trill of excitement up Lilligant’s spine, a shiver the numbed Vincent could barely recognize.
The darkness and heat that swamped Vincent was abruptly dismissed as Lilligant’s ass rose off of him, though the plant flesh gripped his form as if not wanting to leave him. Still left on his back, Vincent first refilled his lungs, his arms splaying out on either side as though his body needed to decompress. His heart raced as he imagined, It’s over! She’s letting me leave! I can get out of here, back to camp!
Vincent sat up and instantly winced at the sharp pain in his ribs. In this moment of slowness, he weakly looked ahead at Lilligant -- and fell for her trap. No amount of blinks could cast away the image in front of him, that of a round, heart-shaped ass that was raised upwards like a monument. The leaf-petal skirt could not veil all of its hugeness, a split between two leaves separated just enough to reveal the monster’s slit, an inviting opening that called to Vincent. It swayed left and right, bouncing back and forth in a tantalizing beat that had total control over his gaze.
Vincent held his head, a spell of dizziness befalling him. A haunting giggle attracted his concentration again, “Hmhm~ What a charming sight… That glazed look in your eyes… Are you finally domesticated, human? Are you ready to obey?”
Lilligant’s trunk was pushed outward, made even more alluring for Vincent. There was still a drive in him to break from this trance and run free -- certainly he could outrun such a tall, heavy creature -- but the longer he stared at the queenly monster, the looser his conscious became. He swallowed, and swallowed again, salivating uncontrollably. He noticed it too late, the flavor impressed on his tongue and down his throat. It was a delicious taste, enticingly sweet like the plump feature presented to him, but he was otherwise unaware of why this was the case.
But the monster knew, and kept the secret to herself. She grew more eager upon hearing Vincent shakily crawl towards her, messily wading through the water until he was crouched in front of her ass. From this short distance, Lilligant could feel how his hands quivered with hesitations, a delay that drove her arousal hotter. She knew there was no resisting her body, not at this point; the bath water that trailed down her body carried with it a secretion from her skin, a natural concoction that plunged those who tasted it into an insatiable lust towards her.
Lilligant gasped lightly, her eyes widening with pleasure as two little hands groped her ass. “Mhmm?” she chimed, remaining stationary so that she could study for herself just how indoctrinated Vincent had become. She giggled, “It must be irresistible. No human could ever be so tempting, could they?” Her words were rewarded with an additional press into each cheek, a shaky massage stirring on her backside as Vincent fell deeper into her trap. “Hehe~ Even though this was crushing you moments ago… you want it again so desperately…?”
Vincent blinked into a fleeting moment of soberness. In front of him, encompassing all he saw, was that impossible asset. Compared to it, he was unworthy and weak, but Lilligant’s sensitive and gentle tone had gripped him into an unstoppable allure. He stood up from the water, clawing at the leaf dress for support as he rose. Even on his feet, the bent-over Lilligant with her up-turned ass was still taller than he was, presenting him with an obstacle -- an obstacle he would depravedly overcome.
Lilligant moaned as she felt a decent weight grab onto her waist. “Hah… Y-You’re climbing me?” she muttered, her leaf tendrils twitching with enthusiasm. She shook slightly, enough to make the staggered Vincent shudder. He hesitated there again, seemingly lost on how to proceed, and so Lilligant coyly took over. “Part those leaves,” she suggested -- subtly, it was an order to be followed. “Do you see…? Do you hear your instincts turning…?”
Vincent swallowed again, a rush of the secretion pushing him to go on. As instructed, he gently moved the leaves of Lilligant’s long dress aside. Like grand certains being parted, her bare behind was unveiled. The white globes were especially smooth, begging for Vincent to stroke them and surge a tickle through Lilligant’s body. His mouth was agape as he uncovered the most intimate details to be found; the slit of Lilligant’s cunt, and the hole of her ass. Both had swollen with arousal and glistened from lake water, like gemstones wanting to be taken.
Blood rushed to Vincent’s head, nearly falling faint from what he found himself exposed to. A final throw of resistance was then settled by Lilligant, “Dig yourself into me, human. There’s no reason to struggle~ I want you to see for yourself how little and pathetic you are. Engaging with me like this should reveal the difference between us~”
Vincent stuttered, unable to speak while his mouth watered over. Every blink was a return to those exposed holes, every glance causing his heart to drum like a bass. Then, compelled by the commands that swirled in his ears, he clambered further up the mound-like ass, his dick dragged against the sensitive slit as he mounted the huge woman. As though having reached a mighty peak, Vincent paused and looked outward, only to then tumble into his base cravings.
Like snow shifting into an avalanche, Vincent slowly unfolded into his urges. The head of his dick was welcomed by her asshole with surprisingly little push required. He gasped, concerned and confused by how little grip there was, but it did make sense. Lilligant was an amazon of a creature, much larger in every aspect than his petite standing. Yet, too invigorated to forfeit, he thrust deeper into Lilligant, gradually discovering a workable pace he could maintain from his awkward position. Where the tightness was lacking, he hungrily squashed the ass cheeks together in a shameless hug, using their fatty weight to comfort his cock.
All the while, he perpetually feared Lilligant and her perspective. If she were truly a queen, then that was an additional layer of improperness, that he was defiling royalty with an ass-fucking. It all seemed worthy of punishment, but Lilligant’s body rocked with every thrust, small breaths escaping her like a hummed melody. Vincent was exerting what remained of his stamina, but Lilligant was calm and relaxed. To her, this action was but an interesting game, a way to toy with a human for her entertainment.
“So much energy~ from something so small~” Lilligant teased. The motions she added came to a rest, putting all of the pressure onto Vincent to please her. “It’s hard to even feel you inside me,” she added, “but it is cute to feel you try so, so hard. Truly, I am surprised you would continue so earnestly, hoho~”
Vincent grunted as Lilligant’s commentary rang through his head like a looped song. His lack of self-confidence was manifesting in his desperate attempts to please this statuesque monster of a woman, his comparatively little body squirming with greater enthusiasm while he emotionally dissolved into whimpers and whines. It was all unreal, to be having sex with such a noble and intriguing character, while simultaneously made to feel pathetic for even trying.
But try he did, eventually into a shocking conclusion. He gasped and writhed stiffly, ejaculating into the ass with as much entrance made for him as possible, his hands pushing aside the cheeks that were each as wide as his chest. Everything was spent in his climax, a brief moment of fulfillment that was immediately followed by exhaustion; after being sat on, nearly drowned, and climbed and fucked a monster Lilligant, it was as though his spirit itself had been drained from within, leaving him pale and in twitches plastered to this creature’s butt.
“Hahh, finished…?” Lilligant questioned, lifting slightly from her crawl of a pose so that she could look back at her partner. He seemed so small to her and from that distance, meekly clinging to her as to not fall. She shook her ass side to side, but this surged only the slightest movements from him. “Spent, are you? Ahh… What an embarrassing display… Is that how you treat a queen? Leave her dissatisfied? Humans -- typical.”
Vincent loosely comprehended the insults drizzled over him, his dazed focus instead aimed at the sticky results he left in Lilligant. He shuddered, unable to move away while he was slumped on her ass, but her position inclined and slowly forced him off. His body peeled off the rear-end as Lilligant got to her knees, dropping Vincent back into the shallows with a splash. Too weak to yet stand, he could only watch as Lilligant stood up and loomed over him, imposing a gravity that weighed him down even harsher.
Lilligant’s arms curled to her hips, gesturing distaste down at her captive. “Is that all you could muster? You squirmed more delightfully when you were being used as a seat.” She leaned forward for a closer look, her movements always tantalizing. “Should I make you my permanent cushion? Will that give you some purpose?” She directed her ass towards him, providing a stroke across its roundness for emphasis.
“I-- I’m done! I c-can’t anymore…!” Vincent croaked, shambling in the water to back away. A hand held up above him would do little to stop Lilligant from sitting on him, he both realized and dismayed over. “I’m s-sorry, I-I just…!”
Lilligant sighed, facing Vincent forwardly once more. A step closer towards him was met with a tremble, but she still just as easily reached down and picked the man up into her arms. His weight was seemingly a nonissue for the monster, having been swept up like a plush toy, and hugged not unlike one -- Lilligant nuzzled him into her chest while a calming hand petted the back of his head. It was an unexpected turn from her, suddenly so affectionate and tender; it was an efficient way, if nothing else, to calm his shivering and have his breathing slowed to a less hectic rhythm.
“Now, now,” Lilligant cooed. “I believe in you -- I believe there’s more to you yet, little human.” A leafy arm traveled down his back and to his rear, providing him support from underneath. She strolled out of the pond and onto a grassy beach. “You might feel terrible for your performance, but I promise you’ll feel worse for leaving me disappointed.”
“N-Nrrgh..” Vincent squirmed again, but his struggle was restrained. The wind was knocked out of him when Lilligant dropped into a seat, uncaring as to how Vincent’s body was rocked in this movement. He was then turned around, made to rest his head back against her breasts while being positioned atop her lap. “Wh-What are you doing?! Can’t you just let me go?!”
“Oh, I don’t believe you truly want to leave,” Lilligant giggled. Her head arced over his with its greater height, peering over him to observe his crotch. Her gaze was heavy and warm, embarrassing Vincent into pathetically covering his boner. She laughed, “You just can’t control yourself, little human! It’s just as I said, I knew you had more inside of you…”
“No, th-that’s not…!”
“Shush~ You can’t convince me,” she warned, tenderly putting a leafy hand around his chin in a gentle way to silence him. Their eyes met as Vincent bent his head back into the pillowy chest, staring upwards at his mischievous captor. She continued, “Disgusting as it might be, your reactions are so small… so cute~ You should be honored to have captured my curiosity! And honored I would humor you for so long…”
Her speech was not without merit. Her tendrils spread across Vincent’s nudity, riling up his skin into redness wherever she investigated. It was not just her arms partaking in this, but other vines that she produced from her body, snaking over his perched position in their own independent methods. Lilligant’s arms mostly hugged and pulled at his ribs and chest, coiling over his nipples intrusively -- Vincent resisted by pushing back against her grasp, but his arms were then subdued by other vines. Already sick with fatigue, he had no more energy in him to fight back, and so Lilligant was permitted to wander his body however she pleased.
“You shouldn’t act so rude,” Lilligant said. Her voice, all this time, remained queenly and undisturbed. Nothing she nor Vincent did ever shook her tone. “If you allow yourself to enjoy this, you might end up inspired to actually entertain me. Hah, well… doubtful, but possible.”
Vincent’s quivering legs were spread by the knees, opening Lilligant’s access to the boner he was trying to cover. It was fully erect, not nearly as bashful as Vincent himself was. Lilligant chimed above him with a giggle as she maneuvered a vine under his crotch and around his balls, circling them once before scaling the shaft. The texture of the vine was unique, something else Lilligant could control -- with a particular smoothness, her tendrils smoothly glided across his skin, a necessary function for her vines to continually coil up and around Vincent’s dick.
“I can’t believe you would try to hide this from me,” Lilligant huffed. Vincent winced, a sound that was almost apologetic, but he was ultimately choked by the pleasurable grasp on his hard-on. His stutters only provoked Lilligant to affirm her hold tighter, more vines seeping down to his thighs. “What an awful prisoner. With such a small body, you’ll need to unload everything you have to even begin with me. You can’t afford to not release it.”
Pre-cum dribbled down the cock and over the vines massaging it. Her stroking motions were too satisfying, even for him, having only minutes ago orgasmed unbelievably into the monster’s ass. It was evidently true what she had said, that his smaller body could do terribly little to satisfy such a creature. He had to be used, he had to be manipulated, and so like a proper toy, Lilligant lifted him and turned him around; the next course was to begin, preluded by her lying back flat onto the grass with Vincent still tangled at her crotch.
It should have been an advantageous position for Vincent, situated above the monster on her lap. For a flicker of a moment, he felt in control, overlooking a gorgeous vista that was Lilligant’s body spread out for him. As tempted as he was to roll over and flee, he felt just as enticed to succumb into lust once more, a feeling that grew hotter as Lilligant lifted up her skirt of long leaves so that her entrance was displayed. Vincent gawked at what was beneath his crotch; a wetness from Lilligant that trickled down where her thighs met, her clitoris proudly outward like a beautiful blossom.
Everything in Vincent’s mind -- the bumps of worries, the shakiness of being exploited -- was smoothed into a straightforward motivation. His expression was blank for several seconds, during which time the tentacles continued to grow around his limbs and waist, reeling him ever closer into Lilligant’s embrace. Being so much shorter than her, his face fell comfortable into her bosom while his erection remained directed at Lilligant’s hole, his tepid breathing shivering up the cleavage and towards the monster’s observant stare.
“Mhm, just try~” Lilligant hummed. Her legs curled wantingly, and a reassuring stroke of her arm traveled down Vincent’s spine, ending at his rear which it cupped into a grasp. “Try and satisfy me, human~ I dare you to impress me, hmm…”
A push against his behind tipped Vincent into motion. It was a slow rocking at first, his vine-wrapped dick angled at her cunt with just a breath of caution. Lilligant’s hand urged him to begin, and so he did, puppetted into thrusts that were each matched with a gasp.
“Tired so soon…?” Lilligant teased into a giggle. “Is this even satisfying for you…?”
Vincent trembled with hesitations that Lilligant forbade. Her hand forced him to proceed, her grasp becoming tighter and her touch more demanding. As his feeble humping continued, Lilligant was warmed into a sigh -- Vincent dripped with sweat and panted from exhaustion, but Lilligant shivered peacefully, cool and relaxed while she had her prisoner personally serve her.
“Ahh… You can do more,” she crowed, the frustration edging her tone electrifying the man dipped inside her. His eyes wearily looked up to meet her glare, seen barely above her tits. “You can’t be this pathetic~ Should I sit on you for another lesson? Follow your instincts, human~ Your only purpose right now is to serve me!”
Appropriately, Lilligant enforced a faster rhythm for Vincent to fuck her to. His hips were in agony as she pulled him deeper into her, gripping him with strict hugs that overwhelmed his little form. Desperate flails to squirm free took Vincent’s palms to her chest, his fingers immediately curling into their plushness. This unlocked another moan from Lilligant, who decided to bind his hands there with vines unraveled elsewhere from her body. He tried to pull away, but his will was shaven -- everything felt proper, or at least was beginning to feel that way. The dizziness that ailed him was now a euphoria, and Lilligant was his paradise.
Lilligant rose up from her laid back position, just as Vincent had naturally taken to the speed she wanted. Her thighs rose up at Vincent’s sides and gently pressed around him, the fat of her legs establishing their own grip to control him by. He had paused, but Lilligant activated him again, her giggled moans playing with his ears and luring him back into a hypnotized state. All words went unsaid as they hurdled towards their conclusion; they spoke with their breaths and shivers, immersed into the world that belonged to them.
“Mm, yes…~” Lilligant revealed quietly. Her vines coiled tighter around Vincent, but his thrusting went uninterrupted. “Y-Yes…! Ah, that feels-- Human, you’re so dedicated…! So loyal, hmh~” A pent-up breath was expelled as a long sigh that combed over Vincent’s hair, but following that breeze was an impact -- a kiss, simple and sweet at the center of his skull. “You really want me to be proud of you, d-don’t you? Good human, good~ That’s exactly what you should want~ You should want nothing more than to please me…!”
A jolt of craving had Lilligant’s hip bounce upward, wanting to take what was her’s. Vincent was pushed against her, every vine tickling his skin until he no longer had control. He was turned breathless as he was swept into climax, his load released inside and sprayed about Lilligant’s cunt. His breathing returned in stutters, his heart racing to catch up with the excitement, but as his body started to feel limp, it was thrust into action again. Whatever stiffness that remained from his dick was utilized by Lilligant, regardless of how Vincent’s frail form was shaken and abused in these final seconds of union. Her orgasm was of greater importance and significance, her beastly moan like a roar that rattled Vincent as it rumbled in the night.
The smell of his own sweat lit him awake. Vincent twisted where he laid, face-down in the grass that tickled his nudity with morning dew. The crows of early-rising pokemon sang to him as he restlessly stirred, gracelessly coughing as he lifted his head. He pushed up with his arms, but his legs instantly gave in when relied upon; they were painfully numb, as were the grip marks striping his limbs and waist. A hesitant finger trailed one such mark, rousing flashbacks of the night prior -- and rousing a shudder of shame.
“No way…” Vincent denied, staring down at the grass between his hands. “Th-That didn’t happen… Where is…?” He looked around, skeptical of every shadow, but the sunlight did not hide much. The secluded pond he had happened upon was absent of anyone, including that statuesque monster. Only his clothes and belongings lay strewn about, collecting moisture from the dew. The mess left behind, and the itchiness of his aches, were all evident that what had occurred was no dream.
What was it then? Vincent wondered as much, but never came to an answer. Did all monsters act in such a way? What purpose was all that for? He hoped there was more meaning to it all, but he would have to philosophize later. The reality was that he was naked and in the middle of the woods, and his expedition camp was likely readying to move out -- possibly even searching for him. Preferring to die than be caught in such an embarrassing position, Vincent forced his legs into an awkward gait, collecting his items and dressing himself back up.
Despite being fully clothed, Vincent felt as exposed as he was before, a feeling that lingered as long as he was by the pond. He recalled the beauty of the Lilligant bathing before him, and his stare in that direction found him a pokeball. It was the very one he had tried catching her with, to no avail. He lifted it as though it carried an unseen weight, and truly, it did feel heavier in his hand as he continued to reflect.
Just as he turned towards the way he had come, however, the pokeball rumbled in his hand. It wanted to shake, as if trying to escape his grasp -- and it did, freeing itself and dropping to the ground. Vincent was spooked and backed away, but he fell completely backwards when the pokeball cracked open and unleashed a flash of light.
Vincent blinked, but the image in front of him was true, as were the chime-like giggles that were unique to last night. He trembled to identify her, “L-Lilligant… Y-You…”
“Hmm~ It feels wonderful to stretch again~” Lilligant remarked as she stretched her arms and back. With dignity, she brushed down her leaf petal dress and posed her chin high like a proper noble, casting a controlled expression down at Vincent’s shivering form. “Aha. My little prisoner. Hmhm, did you think I would let you get away…?”
She stepped forward, but Vincent was paralyzed, as if inflicted with that poison all over again. Lilligant’s shadow crept over Vincent as she stood over him, her arms resting at her hips. When she turned, it felt like a threat, and it was fully supported by her intention. Vincent gasped a plea for mercy, but Lilligant lowered her ass over top of him, treating him once again like a living cushion purposed for just that use.
“Ahh~ Last night was, against my expectations… quite exhilarating,” Lilligant commented, not minding at all how a human being was squirming under her weight. She merely repositioned her ass when Vincent became too boisterous, grinding her rear over his body until he was better subdued. “So,” she went on, “I’ve decided I would keep you. Something like a pet, perhaps? You’ve proven yourself cute enough, and I’ve always dreamed of seeing more of the world past my island here. You have so many uses, human, hehe~ Perhaps I should give you a name?”
