Pokemon Ecchi Adventures, Part 3 [Additional Scene]

The moon was a glowing white diamond over the pine trees. Their branches rustled as Cecelia climbed up the trees before settling on a broad branch Her Poliwhirl sat on a branch above her, and her Murkrow was perched next to her. Her Goomy was sitting in her lap, looking up at the sky with awe. The pine forest extended to the horizon, lit with the reflected light of the moon.

“Look!” Cecelia pointed, her voice hushed with reverence.

Dozens of Lunatone floated across the sky, rising up from the forest. They glowed in the night sky like a dozen miniature moons.

***

Cecelia wriggled inside her sleeping bag. She squinted and squeezed her already closed eyes, fighting back against the sun blazing down through the branches.

“Urrhhh…” she grumbled.

Still in her sleeping bag cocoon, she rolled over, planting her face into the grass and her butt in the air. Her campsite was set up on the edge of a small lake behind her: pots and pans, the remains of a campfire, Cecelia’s backpack, and the trio of pokéballs were scattered around.

The Cecelia worm finally sighed in defeat and sat up. She unzipped herself and stepped out of the sleeping bag.

Her hair was greasy and dark, a much darker brown compared to its regular copper. Her t-shirt was wrinkled like a Bouffalant had chewed on it, and her striped, pink panties hadn’t been changed for days.

Cecelia rubbed her eyes with one hand while tentatively sniffing her armpit with the other. The rotten smell was enough to make her eyes bug out, immediately making her fully awake. She coughed and wheezed.

“Oh God

Traveling in the forest for the past few weeks had taken its toll on Cecelia’s hygiene.

She stood up and shivered. The sun was warm, but the air was still struggling to catch up. Dancing in place, she rushed toward the lake. Her t-shirt was pulled over the shoulders and her small boobs sprang free, covered almost instantly by a protective arm across her erect, freezing nipples. Awkwardly hopping on one foot, she pulled her panties off her long, slender legs. Her unshaven pussy, and bouncing butt met the cold air and goosepimples broke out across every inch of her skin. A hand clamped down on her crotch and she ran into lake at full speed.

SPLLASSH

“OHH! OH GOD!”

Cecelia’s back arched. She convulsed in the water, splashing wildly. Her heart raced and her teeth chattered together.

Steeling herself, she dunked her head under the water and reemerged, completely soaked and shivering.

“n-nnOtttt… my best idea….” she shivered, hugging herself.

CA-CLANG

Cecelia froze in spite of her shivering. She dunked back into the water, hiding her nakedness and turned to the source of the noise, the shore.

The pokémon was bigger than it should be, almost nine feet tall at its antlers, which were covered with leaves like branches. It was rummaging through the campsite, knocking over pots and tearing open Cecelia’s backpack, knocking food and clothes everywhere. It was an enormous sawsbuck.

“HEY! YOU GET OUT OF HERE! HEY!!!” Cecelia waved her arms and splashed back to the shore, water pouring off her.

The deer pokémon ignored her. It sniffed her sleeping bag and then started kicking at it absently.

Cecelia picked up her panties and hopped back into them. She picked up her shirt and tugged it over her head.

“YOU GET OUT OF HERE! GO ON!”

The sawsbuck stepped in front of her as she walked forward. Cecelia’s eyes looked over its shoulder at her pokéballs on the ground. The pokémon loomed over her and glared at her while she stood dripping in her underwear.

Cecelia swallowed. The sawsbuck snorted.

Slowly, she stepped to the side. Moving in slow motion, not daring to break eye contact, she picked up a stick off the ground and pointed it at the sawsbuck.

“g-GO ON! GET OUT OF HERE!”
 WHOOSH

The sawsbuck vanished, moving like a blur from where it stood. Suddenly it was behind Cecelia, moving so fast like it teleported. Cecelia had just a split moment to realize it was standing behind her, the stick dropping out of her grasp, when the sawsbuck lowered its head. Its antlers hooked into the seat of Cecelia’s striped panties. Cecelia grew pale.

“wai-AAAIIIIEEEEE!!!”

The sawsbuck swung its antlers to the sky, yanking Cecelia up by her panties in a brutal slicing wedgie that parted her cheeks instantly and left her suspended from its horns.

“NO-OOOoooOO!!!” Cecelia wailed. The deer pokémon swung its head around, tugging her from side to side, her panties burning and chaffing her asscrack and the front of her panties were being pulled back, squashing into her mound and then slicing between her lips.

“St-AAHH-AHHH-AAHHHPPP!!!” Cecelia screamed, eyes watering, grabbing onto her panties, now stretched to a thong between her peachy cheeks.

The sawsbuck stood up on its hind legs and tossed her into the air. There was a brief moment of relief from the raw slicing pain as Cecelia’s was flung into the air. Her panties lifted off of the antlers, but she began to turn in midair, twisted by the centrifugal force of the toss, flipping around until she was facing the sawsbuck and its antlers were poised to catch her by the front of her panties.

“OOUUGGGGHHHH!!!!!” Cecelia screamed. Her suspended toes spread apart, her legs flexed and spasmed. Her head and back arched to the sky while her hands grabbed at her poor crotch.

She dangled in a horrific frontal wedgie. Her panties were so stretched they were barely visible between her pussy lips. The crushing pain across her clit, the fabric scraping against the inside of her lips and against her most private openings was almost too much to bear. The back of her panties tightened against her asscheeks, squeezing them and binding them together.

“URRkkkK!” she croaked.

The sawsbuck bounced her, up and down, shuddering pain through her clit and up her pelvis and spine. Her legs flailed around like a doll’s legs. Her eyes rolled back, and foam escaped her mouth with each pussy-breaking yank of her poor panties.

Then, the sawsbuck tossed its head upward, standing again on its two legs, but Cecelia’s panties were stuck fast, entangled on its horns.

SSSHHRRRIPPPPP
 “AAAAaaahhhhh!!!!!”
 Cecelia was freed from her panties, but was flung into the trees. Her legs were spread open and her bright, red, rubbed raw pussy was flashing the entire forest. She flew, backwards away from the campsite, her scream growing smaller and smaller in the distance.

***

Three seedot sat on a branch, peacefully, sleeping in the sun.

“aaaaaaaaAAAAA….”

Suddenly each one opened their eyes as the sound of a high-pitched scream became louder and louder.

CRASSSHHHH

Cecelia landed, pussy first onto the branch, her impact making the seedot jump for an instant into the air. Her eyes bugged out. She grabbed at her belly. The seedot stared at the woman who was sweating, crying, and turning bright red with pain. Slowly, she rolled over and fell to the ground with a thud that shook the forest like an earthquake.

Poor Cecelia faceplanted on the forest floor, her spread open, absolutely destroyed, aching pussy was completely exposed under her pale, skyward pointing ass.

“ouuhhlll….” she whimpered into the dirt.

Suddenly, her body trembled, and, without her control, a stinging spray of shameful piss burst out of her pussy. Cecelia bit her lip, the burst of burning, morning urine felt like acid against the sensitive skin of her inflamed pussy. The piss ran down her legs into a growing puddle between her knees and under her softly convulsing, whimpering body.

***

Cecelia stumbled forward through the forest. Her hands were gripped around a long branch, which she leaned on like a stick. She was completely bottomless and was dragging her naked legs slowly across the ground. With each step, the aching pain in her pussy seemed to spasm throughout her soul.

“Ow OW ow OW ow…” she muttered under her breath.

She paused suddenly. She could hear snorting and snuffling.

Cecelia knelt down in the brush, the grass tickling the edges of her buttcheeks. She crept forward. Through the leaves, she could see her campsite, absolutely destroyed. Her sleeping bag had been completely gutted, pokémon food and rations decorated the floor like fall leaves. Her clothes were little crumpled balls covered in mud, and in the middle of it wall was the sawsbuck, snorting and shuffling around. Her torn panties were still looped around the sawsbuck’s horns like an absurd crown.

Cecelia gripped her makeshift crutch with growing rage. Her face tightened. The aching numbness between her legs seemed to lessen from her growing fury. Beyond the sawsbuck were her pokéballs on the edge of the campsite. She just needed some way to get around it. But if she crept around the clearing it would probably hear her. And it would attack her as soon as she showed herself, probably before she could reach for the balls.

Cecelia’s mind burned. An idea was slowly taking shape. A painful plan, but she was too angry and determined to care. She dropped her crutch into the ground and her legs tensed.

The sawsbuck raised its head at the sound of the branch hitting the floor. It squinted in suspicion. But it was not ready for Cecelia to leap out of the bush, with a crashing burst of leaves, aiming right for its back?!

“OUUGGHHPPh!!” Cecelia landed ass and pussy first on the hard muscular back of the deer pokémon. Electric pain shot through her crotch, traveling up her spine. She saw stars in her eyes and her mind screamed in agony, but she reached out and grabbed the sawsbuck by the horns, a white knuckled grip brought on by inhuman pussy pain.

The sawsbuck bellowed and reared back on its hind legs, trying to knock the insane naked human off its back, but Cecelia held on with her legs and hands; she grabbed the antlers and pulled back, steering the sawsbuck backward as it tried to toss her, closer and closer to the three pokéballs on the far side of the camp.

Cecelia looked over her shoulder as she wrestled with the sawsbuck, forcing it to stumble backward. She was right over the pokéballs.

Cecelia let go of the horns and let herself fall backward, hitting the ground ass first. Her hand reached out and curled around a pokéball.

Cecelia off its back, the sawsbuck snorted and shook, seemingly disgusted that a human was riding it. It turned to the fallen Cecelia with rage in its eyes, but it was met with the flash of a pokéball.

Goomy appeared in the clearing, staring down the sawsbuck as it charged.

“Goomy, use dragonbreath!” Cecelia commanded.

The little snail dragon faltered for a half second, but stretched opened its mouth, releasing a smoky stream of blazing energy.

The sawsbuck skidded to a stop, wincing as the flames covered its body.

Cecelia grabbed another ball of the forest floor, calling out Murkrow.

“Murkrow, use gust!”

“KKKRRROWWW!”

Murkrow flapped its wings, making gale-force winds that pushed the sawsbuck back. The sawsbuck dug its hooves into the ground, squinting, and slowly pushing forward under the force of the wind.

Cecelia opened the third pokéball. She staggered to her feet.

“Poliwhirl! Body slam!”

Poliwhirl emerged from its pokéball and leapt forward, crashing into the sawsbuck like a freight train, sending it flying back where it crashed into a tree before collapsing onto the ground, its eyes spinning spirals.

Cecelia grabbed an empty pokéball out of the remains of her backpack and tossed it. The ball hit sawsbuck on the forehead, turning it into energy, and capturing it inside.

The ball shook back and forth,

Once

Twice

Three times

Before it stopped.

Cecelia sighed and collapsed onto the ground.

“OwWWwww…”

Her damaged pussy remembered, she lay on her back with legs spread open, wishing with all her might for an icepack.