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When he was let out of his luxury ball, Aerodactyl stretched out his wings, before stiffening up and looking around, head whipping back and forth wildly, eyes scanning the area warily.
When he saw only me, Aerodactyl let loose a deep sigh of relief, tension all but evaporating from his massive rocky form.
I smirked, "Expecting someone a lot fluffier?" I teased.
Aerodactyl sniffed and looked away, embarrassedly.
He did not like Altaria at all.
Not that it stopped them from getting on the hanky panky train multiple times a day, it was just that Altaria was the dominant one when it came to that from what I had….overheard.
They were quite loud.
And it seemed Altaria amazon dommy mommy'd him.
"You should train harder like Dragonite and the others then," I walked over and pat his massive jaw, "Once you're stronger she won't be able to toss you around as she pleases."
That wasn't to say Aerodactyl did not train, but his ingrained arrogance, made it so he put much less effort in than Dragonite and others. And it was beginning to show.
After all, originally when I caught him, Aerodactyl was decently stronger than Dragonite, but now Dragonite had begun to pull ahead. Not that Aerodactyl noticed.
He was too busy getting reverse mating pressed into submission by Altaria.
"…Aero…" Aerodactly's wings slumped in defeat, and he simply nodded.
Damn, no push back at all, Altaria had well and truly gotten to him. Did this count as pussy whipped?
Shaking my head, I let out the extra saddle within Rotom's storage space, and went about securing it to his body, making him give me a curious look, "I decided I'd try flying on your back for a change," I explained, as I fastened a large sturdy buckle, "That alright with you?"
Aerodactyl merely shrugged his wings, uncaring.
Eeesh.
Before, he definitely would have thrown a hissy fit. My plan for Altaria to mellow him out and soften that gaping pride of his had worked in one way at least.
It wasn't long later, that I was once again soaring through the clouds, this time upon Aerodactyl's back.
He had a little trouble at first, adjusting to flying with the saddle and me atop it. But, thanks to his sheer size, it wasn't any real trouble for him.
"Good work, you adjusted quick." I pat his tough grey back hide in praise.
"Ro!" Aerodactyl smugly barked, side eyeing me.
Out and about with no Altaria in sight, it didn't take him long to get some peppy arrogance back to him.
"Text message received." Rotom suddenly spoke up.
"Hmm?" I raised a brow, "From who? Gary?" he was the one who I texted the most, though he'd been suspiciously silent since just after the battle with Lance.
I'm assuming I lit a fire under his ass and he was training hard…or spending a shit ton of money on more TM's.
'Rich bastard.' I thought fondly.
"Unknown number." Rotom replied simply.
Well alright then. Odd, but it it might be Professor Oak or something, they could probably get his number quite easily.
Honestly, I had been expecting a call from Nurse Joy or Lance or something since I caught Tyranitar and Regice, but nothing yet.
Odd that.
Lifting the gauntlet, I looked at the screen on the back of my fist, "Bring up the text message." I said, and a moment later, the screen switched to it.
I blinked as I found myself staring at an image. An image of a pair of fat juicy pillowy round ass cheeks, black lacy panties stretched taught. A slender back clad in a white tank top, fluffy voluminous brown hair held in a simple messy ponytail as the owner of said lovely ass stretched her arms over her head.
A familiar pair of juicy ass cheeks.
A pair I'd buried my face between not that long ago after all, in Vermillion City.
'Check it out, a full moon in the morning!' was written as as caption under the image, with a love heart emoji and a smoochie kissie face emoji as well.
It was a very nice image-
But…
'Who the hell is this, and how did you get this picture?' I replied to the text. I had a decent idea of who it was, but I could be wrong.
And if I was, and this was some pervy cunt stalking Hilda and taunting me like this then fuck it. I'm going straight to Unova and killing whatever cunt it is.
'I'll give you one guess, and a hint to go with it!' was their reply only ten seconds later, followed by an image.
My eyebrows raised as a familiar blue and white long sleeved shirt came into view, massive tits even larger than Hilda's own stretching it out, and going by the indents in the middle of them…she wasn't wearing a bra.
'So that pink thing she wears underneath it isn't a sports bra?' I thought idly, taking in her monumental…assets.
Rosa really had it going on.
This I was not expecting.
For a few moments, I honestly wasn't sure what to think, never mind respond. 'What brought this on?' I texted back, 'Not that I'm complaining, that's two images I'll happily keep, you and Hilda are looking good as always.'
'Heh!'
Was all she sent back, but even as simple as it was, and simply in text form, it radiated smugness.
She did have that kind of energy about her I remember. Cocky and spunky, and with little shame form what I remembered of the time I talked to her on the phone when I sent that Dragonite to Hilda.
'I'm shooting my shot. You said you're still open to offers live remember?'
I raised a brow. Rosa was firing into me? But then, why did she send a picture of Hilda first?
Like, she was gorgeous, hot beyond belief. Which granted was obvious, she was very similar in looks to Hilda. Only, more athletic, and with even bigger tits despite being about a half a year younger than Hilda from what I knew of her.
'Was my dick that impressive?' I shot back.
'Yes,' she replied simply, 'That thing was massive. So how about it? Wanna take a shot with the superior cousin?'
Damn, she was blunt as hell.
Ironic coming from me.