Re: Exotic Exponent - A Pokégirls Self-insert
Hum... maybe post what ya got, and let us throw ideas at you?
Oh, right... CYOA...
Decision Made: Tame the Naga.
I quietly scan all the Pokéballs on my discarded belt, finding Lola's empty, but do a double take when I come up short and can't find my last feral's. Then I remember that I still hadn't gotten it back from the Joys. I send the capture beam to retrieve Lola, and find my towel.
Macy is sitting calmly, her uniform's buttons all done up when I enter the lobby. She smiles at me as I approach, "Hello again, have you changed your mind about the salve?"
"Actually, Macy, I'm here for the Naga I had you put through a conditioning cycle."
"Oh," she replies, slightly disappointed. She types into her hidden keyboard, and after a white flash she presents the Pokéball to me. "The conditioning cycle was completed almost two hours ago," she explains in an all business tone, "At this point she'll be self aware again, at aware a feral can get, but because her body has been in stasis the whole time, her motor skills are going to be messy. She probably can't stand... uh well... do Nagas stand?"
I shrug, uncertain of the technicality. "I don't know. But what I do know is that she'll be moaning in a minute," I say casually.
I return to my taming room with a delighted grin on my face. "I gonna like it here," I say to myself as I drop my towel and walk up to the bed. I point the Naga's ball towards the centre of the large bed and press the release button, drawing out a red beam to materialize my newest lover.
Immediately, she falls face down and limp unto the bed. She very slowly moves about, her black coils shifting, but she doesn't make any progress. I can see her struggle to raise her human like torso. I step onto the bed and grab her from the shoulders, taking note that her black scales are incredibly soft to the touch, and isn't warm. With a heave I lift her up and place her onto her back, resting her head on a pillow. "Macy wasn't exaggerating. You're a mess." I tell her.
he only thing she appears to be in control of is her facial expressions, though her bright yellow eyes can't seem to focus properly. She has an incredibly gentle face for a predator, which she's frowning, likely at me. "Don't give me that look," I tell her playfully, leaning over her and resting my fingers on her black scaled tail. I note that her scales are not all the same black. I see a green tint in most of her scales, with gold and purple tinted scales running along the back of her tail in a large wavy pattern, which I trace with my fingers. The scales of her snake-belly are the only ones that are truly black.
But it's her humanoid torso that I'm most interested in. If she had legs, I'd say she is as tall I am. Her tail ends just below her curvaceous 'hips'. I run my hands along her sides, feeling her strong muscles, before gently clasping her large supple breasts. The Naga's eyes widen in surprise, and I begin to massage them. She moans "Naga..." in a breathy tone, her frown gone, her eyes narrowing and turning her head to the side. She's blushing.
"I'm going to make you feel good," I whisper, as I lean down and press my lips against hers. She moans into the kiss, sending sensual vibrations through me, and I slide my tongue into her cool mouth in response. I spend several minutes tasting the inside of the Naga's mouth and rubbing her generous breasts.
Decisions Time: Making out with this babe while fondling her tits is awesome. I don't wanna stop.
Seriously. WTF is wrong with me. I can't write the next part...