Charmander lay spread out on the soft, dry earth of the forest clearing. Her small body glowed faintly in the filtered sunlight.
Her cream underside rose and fell with quick, trusting breaths. Small legs spread just a bit naturally.
Her tail curled lazily to one side, resting flat against the ground. The flame at its tip danced high and bright, casting warm flickers across her exposed form.
I knelt between her legs, hands shaking as they slowly settled on her chest first.
Fingers pressed into the softer cream scales, smooth as heated silk, muscles jumping under my touch. So responsive. So pure.
She let out a soft "Chaa...", eyes sparkling up at me, cheeks flushing deeper orange.
Trainer's hands on my chest…? Feels warm… nice…
My palms spread wider across her small chest, fingers tracing slow, careful circles over the firm yet yielding cream plates.
Each lazy circle made her breathe a little faster, tiny ribs rising to meet my touch.
I kept the motion gentle, thumbs brushing the faint ridges where orange scales met pale, feeling her hidden heartbeat thump quicker beneath.
"Chaa… char…" she sighed, the sound breathy and content, little body relaxing deeper into the earth.
Only when her breaths had steadied into a soft, trusting rhythm did I begin the slow move down.
My hands drifted downward, palms gliding inch by slow inch over the plane of her belly.
The skin here was impossibly soft, fever-hot, dipping under the lightest pressure.
I lingered without shame, letting my fingertips dip into the subtle dip above her belly button, then fan outward again, stroking in wide, lazy curves.
Her tail gave a small, surprised flick to the side. Flame sparked once, bright and golden.
"Char...?" A tiny questioning chirp, head tilting slightly as pleasant tingles began to radiate lower.
Why does this feel so tingly down there...? It's like I have to pee urgently…
My mind burned.
Fuck... look at her. So small, so open, trusting me completely. Every shiver is killing me. My perfect little Charmander, laid out like an offering... I could spend hours just feeling her melt under my hands.
I let my fingers trace lower towards her thighs.
Her thighs were strong yet slender, covered in bright orange scales that gleamed like polished metal in the sunlight.
The muscles underneath felt firm and warm, built for quick bursts of speed, but still soft enough to yield under my palms.
I slid my hands down slowly, exploring the full length of her legs.
From the thick upper thighs down to her narrow knees, then along her lower legs where the scales grew slightly rougher for grip.
Each three-clawed foot rested relaxed against the moss.
Charmander let out a soft "Char…", legs twitching faintly as my fingers mapped every curve and ridge.
She thought it was over when my hands paused at her ankles, but then I started moving upward again, palms gliding back along the same path, this time slower, more deliberate.
Fingertips ghosted along the inner crease of her thighs, tracing the sensitive line where scales thinned to near-clear softness.
I let one thumb brush feather-light along the outer edge of her seam, barely touching, just enough to make the delicate folds twitch and part a fraction more.
"Chaaar…?" she squeaked, hips jerking once in surprise. Tail flame flared high, spitting bright sparks that sizzled against nearby dry leaves.
Her blue eyes widened, sparkling with innocent bewilderment, yet she didn't close her legs.
Instead she tilted her hips up ever so slightly, offering more without understanding why.
W-wait… he's still checking…? It feels… really strange there… hot and fluttery… but Trainer wouldn't do anything wrong… right?
I groaned low in my throat, voice wrecked and thick with barely contained hunger.
"Almost there, Charmander… just one more spot to check properly…"
Yes… just one more cute little spot to check.
My thumbs hooked gently under the crease of her thighs, lifting and spreading her wider, exposing that glistening pink seam fully to the warm forest air.
It pulsed once under my gaze, a fresh drop of sweet hot juice welling at the center.
She whimpered again, "Chaa… char…" shy and trembling.