Game RP Psychic Romance (A pokemon Gijinki Rp) (open)

[Knight_of_None]

Yami mumbled, her mouth full of cock briefly as sge was pet. She started pulling back from her slw, her throat flexing, coughing as she pulled back to gasp for breath.

 

[RedCoat]

Phantoma nodded as Yami dragged herself back and gasped for air, looking at her cleaned off pole with a satisfied smile “Ahh… you are such a good girl.”

 

[Knight_of_None]

Yami felt her body thrill against her will at the praise, her panting face smiling as her tongue wobbled in front of Phantoma. "Thank you, mistress"

 

[RedCoat]

"Aww, it's alright cutie. You don't need to thank your mistress for that. You need to thank me for the gifts I give you" Phantoma smirked, a hand moving to ruffle Yami's hair, even as her cock shifted with her movements and slapped the Gengar across her breasts.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Gengar moaned as her breasts juggled at the slaps, her arching herself, feeling every meary impact. "Y-yes- I love your gifts"

 

[RedCoat]

Phantoma watched Yami's tits bounce and jiggle, reaching down and stabbing her claws into one of them, pinning it still and leaning down to lick up the blood that ebbed from the wound "Mmm, that's good pet... Because Mommy loves your flavour... I'm going to keep you forever... My slave... my meat..."

 

[Knight_of_None]

Yami cried out in pain as she was speared, her breast pinned, her essence bleeding out in ichorous shadows. She squirmed , her body thrilling against her own will as Phantomas masochistic subservience pulsed inside her. "I-i will be yor meat-"

 

[RedCoat]

Phantoma grinned darkly, leaning down and running her tongue over the ichor like substance, lapping up Yamis essence but taking care to not allow her own previous subservience to return to her, her fangs extending out as she took a vicious chomp out of Yamis breast, chewing her shadowy meat infront of the Gengars eyes "Mmm... Mommy loves you, Meat..." Her muffled voice declared.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As Phantoma chomped and chewed on her, , her breast like chewing on soft mochi, but it wouldn't break or tear, squirming in her mouth as the Gengar writhed and wincing snd gasped, seemingly full connected to her own bits even if they were ripped off. Perhaps feeling it as clear as it being all over.