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Ravina’s Pokémon Adventure (HGSS) Chapter 29.6

Poke Ravina AZa 6

Chapter 29.23

When Toni was fast asleep in Nikola's Fleece, Ravina stepped onto the enclosed balcony in her pajama shirt and panties and beckoned for cinder to follow. The night is chilly and damp after a days worth of rain in Azalea. Both Cinder and Ravina ignore the weather.

Ravina steps towards him to hug him, bending herself down so that her tits brush and push against his head fur, her hand rubbing into the fur under his chin.

Cinder raises his head into her hand, pressing into it as he leans against her chest. A warm rumble reverberates from him at her touch.

"Hey Fireball, been ages since I was able to thank you properly for getting me that first badge..." she unbuttons her shirt one handed "Been too tired and we've had too many people around. But now, my lover, I have you all to myself.

Cinder stares into his trainers eyes. He watches with rapt attention as his human strips of her shirt exposing her pert pale breasts to the cool night air.

The flames on his lower body burst out, roiling and licking at anything near by in clear interest, including Ravina's bare legs.

Ravina steps away from her quilava and her shirt, pulling down her panties and discarding them to join the small pile of her clothing. She leans back against the wall, stretching and pushing her chest out as she basks in the flickering light of the balcony before inviting Cinder over.

from the pocket of her discarded shirt, she extracted a condom made for knotted dicks, and kept it close, she felt she might need it in a moment. For now, she rubbed her breasts idly, pushing her small tits together as she put on a show for her lover.

Cinder needed no further encouragement, he stepped between Ravina's legs pressing his snout against the small pink bud of her clitoris. his tongue dipped out lapping at the hard pink nub before pressing into her slit, her breath hitched at the contact but she let her beloved pokemon continue, hips rocking softly as she began to move with the pleasurable sensation of cinder's hot tongue delving into her passage.

Her fingers continue to pinch and rub her nipples making her body arch and shiver as she enjoyed cinder's gift.

Cinder pulls back to rub his broad slimy head at her clit his long tongue lapping enthusiastically at her chest and sensitive mounds now, his ears stood tall with happiness as he looked up into the glazed eyes of his trainer mate.

Ravina reaches down to rub cinder's long sensitive ears, and murmur her appreciating as she feel's his cock pressing against her through her hood, her clit, throbbing against the tip of his tapered cock, already hard and pulsing.

"I bet you've always wanted to do that to your favorite human huh? Just pull her underwear to the side and slide right in." cinders ear flattened briefly with guilt. "oh its alright my lover, you dont need to worry, its exactly where I want to be, after all you've help me with so many hard problems on our journey, let me handle one of yours."

She reached down to grasp at the base of his tapered member and pressed the condom to her lips, enveloping his knotted rod in rubber as she took him deeper into her mouth.

Cinder shivered his, sack tightening against her chin as his cock swells larger briefly, Ravina swallows briefly around his knotted tip before letting his cock slip form her mouth a brief "good fire" she mutters as she passes him his pleasure before pushing the latex covered knotted cock inside her wet and quivering sex. She leaned back and relaxed as much as she could, her pelvis lifting to meet the dark fire types, instinctive thrusts as he worked his member deeper into her, his thick tip poking at the mouth of her womb.

Ravina moaned once as he hit deep before she pulled the quilava on top of her, nestling his chest against her in a hug. letting him start properly going at her. His hips snapped against hers urgently his knot swelling and pressing at her lips and entrance threatening to enter as it swelled to the largest possible size, threatening to stretch her tiny pink hole further then it should ever go.

That familiar pressure urged her to spread her legs further, moaning his name like a prayer of lust and gratefulness as her inner walls clenched and her passage clamped down on his cock rhythmically, sucking and fluttering as she shuddered beneath him.

Her heat rippled around his cock as she shuddered around it. coming like the wanton slut she knew she was. but cinder didn't stop his furious pace. His teeth closed around her shoulder, at the base of her neck, the painful pleasure of teeth closed around her flesh, warm gushes of liquid heat and slick came from her pussy. making it easier for her beloved companion to push his knot right inside her.

"ah! cinder! I love you so much. your such a good boy" she could barely speak past the pressure that pushed deep inside of her belly but she continued to do so as a flood of thick seed ballooned the condom inside her. stuffing her already tight womb, making it feel even more full and straining with his efforts. His cock twitched and bounced, pumping her full of his cum with a virility that showed why his species are such a successful starter pokemon.

she hugged her arms tighter around him, petting and rubbing his back fur as he lay over her. cuddling as she caught her breath. she felt a final shudder of lust shoot through her at the squish of fluids that pressed into her womb and out from around his massive base to spill onto the balcony floor.

After a long moment of catching their breath, Ravina lay on her back on the balcony floor, with Cinder knotted on top of her as she kept her legs locked around him, slightly regretting the rubber layer that kept him from filling her with his kits. Still, she liked him and loved him inside her, cradling him even as her hips twitched as a small orgasm ran through her. She had never felt it go numb yet, so she stayed perfectly content for as long as he was comfortable, then a very wobbly and wobbly kneed trainer would make her way to the bathroom to clean up before rejoining cinder in bed. She was pretty sure she wasn't actually going to get a full nights rest but she was glad to know she probably won't feel bad about it in the morning. She rested back further her eyes falling closed for a moment of rest after vigorous love making.

cinder rested his head on her warm chest listening to her heart beat slow and steady as he let the calm soak into him.


Ravina’s Pokémon Adventure (HGSS) Chapter 11.2

Poke Ravina Mist Pavilion 2

>> Chinatsu belongs to @gemstoneleviathan and @stitchesandgears

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The costume explained the pay.

Ravina stood in front of the changing-room mirror,  turned sideways and then turned back.

The Pavilion's interpretation of a shrine maiden had clearly been developed by someone with considerably more interest in aesthetics than historical accuracy.

White and pink, short skirt, detached sleeves, a fitted waist, Soft pink fox ears attached to a headband and behind her… Ravina turned, watching the fluffy pink tail sway behind her.

She reached back to check the attachment and gave a small snort. “Honestly, I half expected you to secure this with a plug.”

Chinatsu appeared behind her in the mirror, utterly deadpan. “If you would prefer, darling, that can be arranged.”

“No!” The answer came much too quickly.

Chinatsu’s ears twitched, before Ravina cleared her throat. “I mean—no. This is fine.”

“Of course.” Chinatsu replied, adjusting Ravina’s collar as the smaller girl stared at herself in the mirror.

It probably would stay in place better.

She immediately stopped that thought as Chinatsu’s eyes met hers in the reflection.

“…What?”

“Nothing at all, dear.” Somehow that was worse as Chinatsu’s looked the smaller girl over as she stepped closer and adjusted the fold of Ravina's collar with maternal precision.

“Too tight?”

“No.”

“Skirt comfortable?”

“Yes.”

“Shoes?”

Ravina shifted her feet. She had yet to switch to the shoes provided for the costume. “Fine.”

Chinatsu immediately looked down and Ravina regretted answering.

The kitsune's eyes narrowed slightly. “Those are not your work shoes.”

“No.”

“They are, however, the shoes you walked into Violet wearing.”

“…Yes.”

“Those poor things.”

“They're fine.”

Ravina looked at Chinatsu, somehow, despite being more then several inches shorter than Nostus, Chinatsu had reproduced exactly the same sensation of having said something foolish to her mother.

“They're fine,” Ravina repeated with less confidence.

“Mhm.” Chinatsu let it go.

For now, that was somehow worse as she adjusted one of Ravina's fake ears. “There.”

Ravina looked at herself again. The girl in the mirror looked like she had taken a wrong turn somewhere between a shrine and a costume party.

She liked it, and that was unfortunate because Chinatsu noticed.

“Cute, isn't it?”

Ravina touched one ear. “…Maybe.”

“Terrible liar.”

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The first shift was easier than Ravina expected, for the most part. The Pavilion's early evening crowd was tame.

Travellers, local couples, a group of older women celebrating somebody's birthday, Two salarymen quietly drinking sake in a corner, a pair of young trainers who became so flustered when Ravina knelt beside their table to take an order that she had to ask twice.

The work itself was straightforward. Carry drinks, remember table numbers, smile, talk when guests want to have a conversation, leave when they don't. 

Chinatsu corrected her once for holding a sake bottle incorrectly and twice for forgetting the phrasing used when presenting one of the Pavilion's elaborate desserts.

Nobody yelled, nobody grabbed her, nobody propositioned her beyond one guest asking with obvious embarrassment whether temporary attendants ever accepted private bookings.

Ravina gave the answer Chinatsu had taught her. “Temporary maiden.”

The man immediately nodded. “Ah. Sorry.”

And that was that, apparently the phrase actually worked.

Somewhere near nine, Ravina caught sight of Chinatsu crossing the lounge with her pipe in one hand and a cup in the other. A handsome middle-aged traveller walking beside her said something Ravina couldn't hear. Chinatsu laughed, then touched his arm and they disappeared behind a screen leading deeper into the Pavilion.

Ravina looked toward the service counter and the senior attendant there noticed her questioning look “Owner's prerogative.”

Ravina blinked. “Oh?”

“Ninetales is covering.”

Ravina looked toward the doorway, and spotted Ninetales sitting there, watching everything.

“…You're serious?”

The attendant stared at her. “Of course.”

Ninetales' tails moved once and Ravina decided not to question the organisational structure of the Mist Pavilion.

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Her feet hurt by closing, but not badly. Just enough that she noticed the moment she stopped moving.

Ravina leaned against the staff counter and flexed one ankle while Chinatsu had returned sometime earlier, looking exactly as immaculate as when she had left.

Now she appeared beside Ravina with supernatural timing. “Shoes.”

Ravina looked down, she had swapped back to her normal shoes now that her shift was at an end, but she still wore most of the costume, sans her fake ears. 

“What about them?”

“Tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow what?”

“We inspect those atrocities.”

“They're not atrocities.”

Chinatsu drew from her pipe. “Darling.”

Ravina sighed. “Fine.”

“Good girl.”

Ravina's ears warmed and Chinatsu smiled like she had won something.

“I hate how that seems to work...”

“I have grandchildren older than some buildings. I have had practice.”

Ravina's head snapped around. “How old…”

Chinatsu's smile became radiant and Ravina stopped. “…Never mind.”

“Excellent manners.”

One day, One day she was going to find out.

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The Pokémon Center's short-term care wing was quieter when Ravina returned. Cinder was awake, of course he was.

He sat beside the gate leading out of the recreation room, watching every person who passed, the moment he saw Ravina, he was on his feet and Ravina barely managed to crouch before he collided with her.

“Oof.”

Cinder climbed immediately into her arms. “Yes, hello.”

He sniffed her collar, then the fake ears were still tucked into her bag. then her and then the bag again.

Ravina scratched his back. “I had to wear fox ears.”

Cinder pulled away enough to stare at her. “Don't.”

His mouth opened.

“No….”

And a sound suspiciously close to laughter escaped him.

Ravina narrowed her eyes. “You would have looked adorable too.”

Cinder stopped. “Thought so.”

Owlbert was delivered considerably more calmly as the attendant handed over a small report card and Ravina read it.

Meal consumed: 100%.

Rest period: 47 minutes.

Enrichment: observation perch preferred.

Notes: repeatedly vocalised at exact hour intervals.

Ravina looked at Owlbert. “You terrorised them with time.”

Owlbert hooted and the attendant laughed. “He was actually very well behaved.”

“Don't encourage him.”

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Outside, Violet had gone quiet. Lanterns glowed beneath the eaves. The streets were thinner now, the day's traffic reduced to restaurant patrons, late workers and the occasional trainer returning toward the Center.

Ravina carried Cinder for the first few blocks. He was warm against her, Heavier too, Definitely heavier. Owlbert flew silently overhead from roof to roof. 

When they reached an intersection, Ravina stopped, Sprout Tower stood ahead of them. At night it looked entirely different, the windows glowed faintly gold and its upper levels disappeared into darkness and somewhere inside, the enormous central pillar groaned.

Cinder lifted his head and Ravina looked at him, then at the Tower.

“Not tonight.”

Cinder chirped.

“Tomorrow.”

Owlbert landed on a nearby sign as he also stared toward the Tower.

Ravina adjusted Cinder in her arms. She had work now, a room. enough money coming in that she didn't need to panic about every meal. a Gym challenge waiting whenever she decided she was ready. And between her and it stood an old wooden tower full of people whose entire job seemed to be telling inexperienced trainers what they were doing wrong.

Ravina smiled. “Sounds fun.”

Cinder made a doubtful noise. “Oh, come on.”

She started walking again. “One tower.”

Then she glanced up toward its highest illuminated window. “One Gym.”

That was still the agreement. But for some reason, it sounded a little less convincing every time she said it.


Ravina’s Pokémon Adventure (HGSS) Chapter 5

Poke Ravina route 30 3

Chapter 5

A World Beyond New Bark

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Chapter 5.1

The front garden presented meticulous order—herb rows standing at military attention, their fragrant leaves releasing scents with each breeze. A stone path, smooth and gray, cut through the green like a ribbon, winding toward the cottage where weathered wood glowed honey-gold in afternoon light. To one side, a vegetable patch displayed perfect geometry, while bird feeders hung from ancient branches, creating a constant flutter of wings as Pidgey and Hoothoot vied for position.

Ravina halted before the weathered oak door, its surface polished to a warm sheen by years of use. She inhaled the garden's fragrance, then looked down at Cinder.

"...Ready?"

The Fire-type's head tilted, orange-red eyes meeting hers. He gave a confident chirp, tiny flames flickering briefly along his back.

"Good answer."

Three firm knocks sounded against the wood, the impact absorbed by its sturdy construction. Almost immediately, footsteps approached from within, each step carrying purpose. The door swung inward with a soft creak of hinges.

A man with silver hair caught the light like spun moonlight, his face crinkling around eyes that held genuine warmth. His smile seemed to invite the sunshine into the cottage with him.

"You must be Elm's courier!"

"I am."

He laughed, a rich sound that filled the doorway. "And punctual, too! I was beginning to wonder whether the roads had distracted you."

Ravina couldn't help but return his smile. "They nearly did. I've met some very interesting people."

"Johto has already begun treating you properly." His gaze shifted to Cinder, whose flames had dimmed to embers. "Ah, and you've brought a proper Fire-type. Excellent choice for wandering paths." He stepped aside, his movements unhurried. "Please, come in."

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Chapter 5.2

The cottage interior defied expectations. Bookshelves dominated nearly every wall, while glass display cabinets showcased an eclectic collection: fossils, ancient Poké Balls, carved stone tablets, and artifacts from across regions. One cabinet housed unusually shaped feathers, another displayed antique Poké Ball mechanisms.

Another voice drifted from the adjoining study. "Another guest?" An older man entered, adjusting his glasses. His calm, kindly expression held unmistakable energy.

His gaze moved from Cinder to Ravina, eyebrows rising. "...Well, you must be Elm's newest assistant."

Ravina blinked, recognizing the face from television and magazines. "...Professor Oak?"

"The one and only." He smiled, extending a hand. "A pleasure to meet you."

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Chapter 5.3

Over tea, the conversation flowed with unexpected ease. Ravina had braced herself for a lecture, but Professor Oak spoke to her as an equal, his curiosity focused not on theory but on her bond with Cinder.

"How has your Cyndaquil adjusted to traveling with you?"

Ravina cradled her warm mug. "It's only been a day, but he's settled in remarkably well."

"Any particular behaviors you've noticed?"

She glanced down at the Fire-type nestled against her leg. "He keeps looking back to make sure I haven't wandered off."

Oak's eyes crinkled with understanding. "That's an excellent sign. He's accepted you as part of his social structure."

Cinder puffed up his chest, flames flickering with pride at being the topic of discussion.

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Chapter 5.4

The tea had nearly vanished when Ravina recalled her purpose. "Oh!" She jolted, reaching into her satchel. "Professor Elm asked me to deliver this."

Mr. Pokémon's eyes lit up as he accepted the parcel. "Wonderful! I've been anticipating these reference documents."

With careful precision, he unwrapped the package before vanishing into another room. The sound of rattling and rustling drifted out, followed by his return moments later holding something much smaller.

Cradled between both palms rested an egg, cream-colored with vibrant red and blue triangular markings arranged in intricate patterns.

Ravina leaned forward. "...It's beautiful."

Mr. Pokémon nodded, his fingers tracing the shell's surface. "Months of study, yet nobody can identify its species. It hasn't hatched, shown no deterioration, and yet..." His smile held genuine wonder. "...it's unquestionably alive."

He extended the egg carefully. "I'd like Professor Elm to continue the research. His facilities are best suited to solve this mystery."

Ravina accepted it with both hands, the shell radiating warmth against her skin, almost comforting in its intensity.

"I'll make sure it reaches him safely."

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Chapter 5.5

Professor Oak watched quietly, then reached into his briefcase. "I wonder..." he murmured, producing a compact red electronic device with a blank screen.

"What's that?" Ravina asked.

"A Pokédex." Oak turned it over thoughtfully. "This one hasn't been assigned yet." He offered it to her. "Since you're helping Elm, perhaps you'd assist me as well?"

Ravina accepted it automatically. "I don't understand."

Oak smiled. "The Pokédex records Pokémon behavior, habitats, and growth. Every trainer observes something different. The more data we gather, the better we understand our world."

He looked directly at her. "I'm not asking you to complete it—just contribute. Record what you encounter, learn from them. Every entry helps."

Ravina glanced from the blank screen to Cinder and back to Oak. "...I'd like that."

"Excellent," Oak nodded approvingly. "Consider yourself my newest field assistant."

Ravina laughed softly. "I've only been Elm's assistant for two days and already I've got another job."

"The best researchers are usually very busy," Oak smiled.

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Chapter 5.6

The conversation flowed like travelers sharing discoveries around a campfire. Professor Oak recounted tales from his Kanto expeditions, rare Pokémon found in unlikely places, eccentric researchers in remote outposts. Mr. Pokémon added his own strange findings from decades of exploration, weaving a tapestry of a world alive with wonder.

Ravina listened, her fingers absently stroking Cinder's fur while carefully guarding her own cross-dimensional adventures. Each tale expanded her view: Professor Elm's lab wasn't isolated in sleepy New Bark; it was one node in a vast network of passionate researchers and adventurous trainers across regions.

She'd left home as a courier. Now, clutching a Pokédex and mysterious egg, she realized something profound had shifted. She hadn't just stepped onto a path; she'd joined a living community where every journey contributed to shared understanding of their world.

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Chapter 5.7

Oak checked his watch. "Goodness, time's flown."

Mr. Pokémon chuckled. "Off somewhere important?"

"My radio show." Oak sighed theatrically. "Producer's threatening pre-recorded episodes if I'm late again."

Ravina raised an eyebrow. "Producer?"

Oak's smile widened. "Professor Oak's Pokémon Talk from Goldenrod. Weekly discoveries, trainer questions, occasional debates."

Mr. Pokémon grinned. "You mean you spend an hour proving everyone else wrong."

Oak chuckled. "Occasionally." He gathered his briefcase. "A pleasure meeting you, Ravina. Hope our paths cross again. Fill that Pokédex for me!"

"I'll do my best, sir!" Ravina replied with a grin.

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Chapter 5.8

Together they stepped outside into the dappled afternoon light. Oak's driver stood waiting beside a sleek League vehicle parked beneath the ancient trees, its metallic finish gleaming in the filtered sunlight. Before climbing in, Oak turned back, his silver hair catching the light.

"You've made an excellent choice."

Ravina blinked. "My choice?"

He gestured toward Cinder, who stood alert at her side. "No, Cyndaquil made an excellent choice." His eyes crinkled with a knowing smile. "Don't disappoint him."

The vehicle rolled silently down the woodland road, its tires crunching softly on the gravel as it headed toward Goldenrod. Silence settled over the cottage once more, broken only by the distant call of a Pidgey and the gentle rustle of leaves in the afternoon breeze.

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Chapter 5.9

Mr. Pokémon stood framed in his doorway, hand raised in farewell. "Safe travels. I'll let Professor Elm know the Egg is on its way."

"I'll be there before sunset."

"I've no doubt." His voice followed them as he retreated inside.

Ravina and Cinder had just reached the garden path's end when her Pokégear vibrated with insistent urgency. The cheerful chime seemed jarringly out of place in the forest's quiet.

She managed a smile. "Probably Mum checking whether I've eaten." She answered the call. "Hello?"

Professor Elm's voice shattered the peace. "Ravina!?"

She froze mid-step. "Professor?"

"Where are you!?"

"...I just left Mr. Pokémon's house."

A long breath of relief, then terror. "Listen to me carefully. Come back immediately."

Ravina's smile vanished. "What happened?"

A pause stretched between them. "...Someone broke into the laboratory."

The forest fell silent. Ravina instinctively cradled the Mystery Egg closer. Cinder's ears snapped upright, his relaxed posture evaporating.

Professor Elm's voice trembled. "Please. Hurry."

The line went dead.

Seconds stretched. Ravina looked down at Cinder. "...We're going home."

Without another word, they broke into a run, the peaceful journey north forgotten as Johto's quiet roads suddenly carried an urgency they'd never known before..


Ravina’s Pokémon Adventure (HGSS) Chapter 1.1

Poke Ravina start town 2b

Chapter 1

A Vacation That Wasn't

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Nostus Belongs to @forgottenjade over at: https://bsky.app/profile/softsheepewe.bsky.social

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Chapter 1.1

The train glided into New Bark Town Station under a brilliant spring sky, the gentle hiss of brakes cutting through the quiet morning air.

Ravina Shales pressed her forehead against the cool glass, her breath fogging a small patch as she watched the town emerge. White picket fences lined streets where bicycles leaned against painted porches. Gardens burst with spring blooms—tulips and daffodils swaying in the breeze. Beyond the neat houses, emerald hills rolled upward like sleeping giants, their slopes giving way to dense forests that carpeted the horizon, leading deeper into Johto's wild heart.

It wasn't WilderHolm. Not even close.

"Smaller than I imagined," she murmured, her voice barely audible above the train's rhythm.

Across the aisle, Nostus Shales chuckled without looking up from the paperwork spread across her lap. Her fingers moved with practiced efficiency, organizing documents into neat stacks despite the train's gentle sway.

"You've said that about every town since we crossed into Johto."

"Because everything is smaller," Ravina insisted, turning from the window to face her mother. "The buildings, the streets, even the sky seems lower."

"The cities aren't," Nostus countered, finally glancing up. Her dark eyes held a warmth that contrasted with her sharp features.

"The train station definitely is."

"It serves its purpose with one platform," Nostus said, securing the last document with a paperclip before tucking everything into her briefcase.

Ravina crossed her arms, her shoulders slumping dramatically. "I was expecting something grander. At least three platforms, maybe a clock tower."

The train emitted its final hiss as it settled into position. Nostus rose in one fluid motion, her movements economical and precise. She slipped the briefcase's strap over her shoulder, the white lab coat, still crisp despite the journey, billowing slightly as the automatic doors slid open, revealing the platform.

Fresh air drifted inside, carrying the scent of damp earth and new growth.

"Come on," Nostus said, stepping onto the platform without looking back. "Professor Elm is expecting us."

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Chapter 1.2

New Bark Town breathed a different kind of peace. Laughter echoed as children wove through streets where elderly neighbors exchanged greetings over well-tended flowerbeds. Down by the shore, a fisherman's weathered hands worked steadily at his nets, the rhythmic motion a familiar sight to passersby. The rich scent of baking bread from a nearby shop wove through the morning air, a warm invitation that made Ravina's stomach rumble.

Compared to the sprawling, impersonal cities Ravina knew, New Bark existed on a human scale—where faces were familiar and the pace of life matched the gentle roll of the surrounding hills.

"...I suppose I could get used to this," Ravina admitted reluctantly, watching a Pidgey land on a fence post with an inquisitive tilt of its head.

"I told you," Nostus replied, her tone holding just enough satisfaction to tease.

"I didn't say I wanted to stay forever," Ravina countered, kicking at a loose stone on the path.

"No." Nostus's smile softened the edges of her response. "But you stopped complaining."


New Gal: Oracle

Oracle Huff Sec 1
Oracle Huff Nude 1

Meet the Flora Cows/ Brigets Children

Briget's Children from left to right:
Nana, Azure, Cherry, Cinni, Binni, Berry, Mellony and Clementine

Briget Hunsies Children 5
Nana RevenX 1
Azure RevenX 1
Cherry RevenX 1
Cinni RevenX 1
Binni RevenX 2
Berry RevenX 1
Melony RevenX 1
Clementine RevenX 1

Miku Nakano Commission

Miku Nakano
Commissioned by (Redacted)

Miku Nakano Commission Shaded 1

Ravina’s Day At The Beach

Ravina Spitroasted by Void and Luna while visiting the beach
Multi Commissioned by 'Wanderer of the void' and 'Solar Pancake'

Void Belongs to Wanderer of the Void
Luna Belongs to Solar Pancake

Art by Failsy
Art by Failsy

Updated Briget Sprites

Briget Hunsie RX farm 1
Briget Hunsie RX Swimwear 1
Briget Hunsie RX nude test 1

A Queen and her Mate

After the playing with her new living clothes, faisly found out that some one was watching, and wants to play as well… 

Pairings: Failsy / Gemmel

Summary: Failsy getting thoroughly fucked and bred 

Warnings: inflation, oviposition, eggs

Gemmel belongs to @blood-soaked-garden

When Failsy had told you about the idea of getting cameras set up in the corners of her room, you were a little suspect, but it turned out they were just for doing VR stuff in games… But, well, you have seen the cameras that those games use, and these aren’t those. At least these weren’t just those, these were also like, professional streaming cameras, which was very suspect.

So… yeah, you decided to mess with a few wires, add some extra lead-in cables, outputs, just some basic splitters to both give Failsy the feed she needed, but to also give you your own access point. Yeah, you know it’s kind of creepy, but you have to hear her crazy alone times through the walls despite all her attempts at sound proofing, so you might as well see it too sometimes. Though now, you weren’t really expecting what you got, failsy just seemed to be shivering in place by her bed, moaning up a storm? These cameras could zoom… lets get a better look, you use the enhance and zoom, drawing the image closer and seeing just want Failsy was up to, just in time to see her flop over and raise her ass up in the air like a ready served dish you’d really love to dig into…

Though, you could see up her skirt a bit from this angle… it looked like the clothes were filled with little worms? Or tiny tentacles knowing Failsy, you didn’t doubt she’d get her hands on something like that, but frankly you were surprised this was your first time seeing her use it… and judging from that reaction, this was a first for her too. There was a paper next to her she was reaching for while writhing on the bed… much as the ache in your nook didn’t want to let you look away, you moved the camera to see the leaflet of instructions near to, but just out of reach of your hivemate as she spasmed against her bed. Oh you couldn’t help yourself, she was masturbating with reckless abandon, you could too, not like she’d hear your quiet moans over her calls to be filled. Fingers slipped under and tugged your shorts and stockings down and off in one smooth motion. The scaled plates that normally kept your nook safe and hidden were already parted and open before your fingers even reached them, and once they touched down you felt a rush of sparks up your spine and a sudden tension in your crotch as you could feel yourself getting hard under your bulge hood. It was almost painful if you weren’t so turned on that in just made you more desperate, you slid a finger into your bulge hole and moaned much like the whore you were watching as gene material started to spill out of you onto the kitchen floor.

Your knees buckled and you fell forwards onto the counter as you worked a second finger into your bulge hole, spreading them apart, and in turn spreading that hole open… you never really… played with these when you weren’t in heat… but right now, watching failsy as she squirmed and moaned, you felt like you might as well be in a heat with how turned on you were. Finally, the tension inside you released as your now hardened bulges slid out of you and sprayed purple goo all over the cabinet door you were practically humping at this point. They were two, long, fairly thick things, hard enough to push into any hole, but flexible enough to bend to fit into whatever hole you so chose to shove them, they also were run along with the little barbs that let you drag more pleasure out of whatever you wanted to run them along… You reached down and gave them a stroke as you got your legs back under you, and felt a terrible warm bleed into your palm, you were worried about it before, but you knew now, that you were probably only at most a single heat away from being able to fully breed any time. The barbs on your bulges were leaking your queen’s pheromone out of them, and it was starting to effect you already…

It was intoxicating, you never really understood exactly what chemicals were at work, but the feeling that the pheromone caused was just hard to describe. Like the tension just melted away, and ever sensation was just pleasant if not pleasurable. It certainly helped when you when you felt a knot of pressure start to build in the base of your bulge. You had to massage your nook to help start the process along, but your body was ready to seed a clutch after watching Failsy writhing like she was. Those tentacles tying her up, spreading her legs wide and baring her for the world, well… just you to see… it was driving you mad, you needed to breed her, you had to breed her, she was going to be your first proper mated one. And that thought made your body feel very strange.

Eventually Failsy came back out of her room and you managed to hide your bulges still hard away, barely contained inside yourself thanks to your shorts. And you just invited her over for some cuddles since you’d obviously just heard that and Failsy probably needed some aftercare. While Failsy tried to come down off her cloud nine though, you had to act, you felt something dribbling onto your thighs, and it was a perfect opportunity. You wrapped one arm around Failsy waist and the other, the one still with some of the pheromone on it, slipped between the troll’s legs, gently playing her fingers against Failsy’s beaten nook.

“You know… I could hear you down in the kitchen… must have been pretty intense to leave you like this even after.” You nestle your head against Failsy’s shoulder and start to slide your tail up her leg.

“ohhh…Uhhh, yeah, paying around with some new toys that caught me by supprise” failsy replied sheepishly, enjoying the cuddles.

“I can only imagine… sore at all?” You kept massaging the bit of Queen’s pheromone casually into her nook, she wasn’t objecting at all, so you had to wonder if she was even quite done after that intense toy session.

Failsy cooed at the soft rubbing. oblivious to what gemmel as applying. but she was still horny, the mimic clothes had passed out on her sooner then she expected, leaving her satisfied, but wanting more as well. “a little, not much tho, toy was a bit grabby and pulled on my legs a bit, haven’t stretched like that in a long while” she replied, nuzzling in to gemmels larger frame.

You knew that the effects would kick in any second even from a diffused sample like this, but feeling her like this, you couldn’t help yourself anymore, and you figured there was no harm in letting her have a bit strait from the source.

“That’s good to hear, I did want to tell you something, and knowing that helps.” Before she can respond really to that beyond initial confusion, your tail slipped the rest of the way up and the sound of a zipper rang out, and suddenly she felt the tips of two hard bulges pressing against her, one against, and slightly between, her thighs, and the other firmly planted to her nook. Looking down, she would Gemmel’s bulges, slightly bigger than she remembers from the first time she’d experienced them, their bases swollen and thick with some kind of knot, and their length covered in those barbs she could remember feeling inside her, but they were now leaking some kind of thin purple goo that didn’t look exactly like Genefluid.

“Feeling a bit pent up and frisky?” failsy asked with a nervous chuckle, always taken aback at hoe assertive gemmel could be some times, giveing low moans at the stimulation she was now being teased with.

Now that the tail was in place, you moved your arm away from Failsy’s waist and instead moved to start fondling one of Failsy’s breast. “A bit…F-Fuck… I helped make these, but this is the first time I’m really getting to touch them, they’re so soft…” Failsy suddenly feels sharp teeth sink into one of her shoulder blades as a bit of your more bestial side starts to flood in, and you just want to leave a mark. It’s not enough to do any lasting damage, but the sharp spike of pain offsets the fingers on her nook in a weird, not entirely unrousing way. “W-we’ve had sex… I fucked you before shoving you in my tail… but everything in those heat’s is a daze, I can’t remember details, there’s pleasure, lust, satisfaction, but I can’t remember the little details…”

“ahhh~… well do try to remember this time, or im gonna be put off” Failsy chided “no one wants to be a forgettable fuck” The tentabulges on your tail suddenly slide out, having been carefully positioned to align with Failsy’s nook, but they didn’t breach that cavern yet. Instead those little curious things moved to the hole just above her nook, one pressing its tip just into Failsy’s bulge hole, before spreading it open, and allowing the other one plunged the trolls depths, tangling and twisting around Failsy’s bulge inside of her.

Failsy yelps at the sudden assault, and cranes her head back, and Gemmel uses that chance to bury her face in failsy’s hair. “It wasn’t forgettable, but I want to know your little sounds, each nook quivering moan, the way you smell, the thick scent of your pleasure, I know your taste so well, I’ve cleaned your desk like a desperate whore anytime I found your cum unsoiled….” There should be shame, but you couldn’t feel it, you’d sent your mind on revealing how much you wanted and needed Failsy… and you planned to cement that in a few seconds as you started to lower failsy down and stopped massaging the troll and instead used your hand to make sure your bulges were aligned with Failsy’s nook.

“But most of all… i… I seen you be taken so many times, by yourself, or whatever beast or companions you summon forth…. I… I envy them… I want so badly to know, to remember… what you feel like inside… If-If… you’ll… you’ll… you’ll have… me…” First time since you started that you were starting to rethink this, show hesitation, and being the woman you are, even in a moment like this, you couldn’t quite just take that leap. But being the woman Failsy was, she was ready to take what she was being given.

“Gemmel, you better not leave me hanging after all that. I’ll have you, so you better take me like you want to, and you better fucking remember it this time!” You didn’t really need more than that, you moved your tail away and more or less let gravity take hold and press failsy down. You felt yourself slid strait into her depths, seemingly reaching deeper and deeper till something physically stopped your advance, for some reason you didn’t really expect to meet with much resistance, but you could feel your bulge pressed tight against Failsy’s internal bucket. That didn’t last long though, as the Queen’s pheromone from your bulge mixed with Failsy genefluid and sunk into her warm folds, an overwhelming feeling of heat and pleasure rushed through her body, like she was having the most overwhelming of orgasms at once without the tiredness after. The feeling just made her open up, and you pressed yourself all the way into Failsy’s internal bucket, rubbing and touching flesh a bulge this massive was never meant the reach.

“OHfuckfuckfuckfuck.” she was going to say something witty before about repaying the favor, but some of her tact was lost as her second white haze of the day started to fill her mind. “I’m gonna find some fucking way to body swap with you, and you’re going to feel this later!” was one of the last clear thoughts she got through before losing herself for a while as you proceeded to use her body like you own personal onahole. The overwhelming experience even made her previously molested bulge, still inside its hood, spill out load after load as it was stuck inside without enough room to escape due to your thick intrusion.

The haze lasted for a while, before she suddenly snapped back to herself somehow, just in time to feel the knot that was swollen at the base of your bulges slam against and slowly push against her entrance until Failsy felt nearly stretched beyond her limit, before it popped inside and slowly started to rise up the length of your bulge, causing you to moan up a storm not unlike what Failsy had been lost in with her new toy. The knot stopped for only a moment as it met the same bit of internal resistance your bulge had, but in much the same way it had reacted with your bulge, it was only seconds before it stretched wide enough to accept the new entry. That was when Failsy’s internal bucket was suddenly flooded with a torrent of cum, and a sizable, semi-hard lump settled inside her as you finally managed to seed her with your first egg. But there were many more to sew, and after the first, everything followed much easier as you just kept pumping egg after egg into Failsy. Your heat was one thing, they were for mass breeding for your race, but to mate was another, and frankly you could barely stop yourself until you finally felt empty.