Pokemon: Reborn As Ditto

Delia Pov:

I looked at the twin dicks in front of me, my body sideways and my face

inches away from them. How was I supposed to suck both of them at once?

I couldn't help but voice my concern, my voice barely more than a whisper,

"But... I have only one mouth. How will I suck both of them?"

Ditto, ever the problem solver, just grinned and suggested, "Ehhh... how

about you suck one and jerk off the other one?"

I felt a surge of excitement at the suggestion. That, I could do. I licked my

lips nervously, eyeing both of his dicks. One was a more human-like skin

texture, while the other was slimy and tentacle-like. Both were coated in a

mix of his cum and my own juices, glistening and inviting. I was in a

dilemma; which one to tend to first? They both looked so naughty, so

tempting.

Deciding to go for the more familiar texture first, I wrapped my hand around

the slick, human-like dick. It was warm and throbbing in my hand, a pulse

that seemed to echo my own heartbeat. I leaned in, my lips parting as I took

the tip into my mouth. The taste was salty and musky, a mixture of our fluids

that was surprisingly intoxicating.

I began to suck, my head bobbing up and down as I took more of him into

my mouth. My tongue swirled around the tip, teasing and tasting, while my

hand started to stroke the length that I couldn't fit into my mouth.

Meanwhile, my other hand reached for the slimy, tentacle-like dick. It was

cooler to the touch, the texture slick and smooth, almost slippery. I wrapped

my fingers around it, my thumb brushing over the tip, spreading the mix of

cum and juices around. I started to jerk it off, my hand moving in time with

my mouth on the other dick.

The contrasting sensations were overwhelming. The warmth and firmness of

The contrasting sensations were overwhelming. The warmth and firmness of

the skin dick in my mouth, the cool and slippery texture of the tentacle dick

in my hand. The taste of our mixed fluids, the sound of Ditto's groans above

me, the sight of his body trembling with pleasure. It was all too much, and

yet, not enough.

Ditto's hands found their way to my head, his fingers tangling in my hair. He

guided my movements, his hips thrusting gently to meet my mouth. "Fuck,

Delia," he groaned, his voice hoarse with pleasure. "Just like that. You're

doing so fucking good."

His words spurred me on, and I sucked harder, my hands moving faster. I

could feel his dicks throbbing, could feel the pleasure building within him.

But just as Ditto's groans grew louder, his body tensing with the impending

release, I stopped.

I pulled back, his human-like dick popping out of my mouth with an audible

sound. Ditto's eyes snapped open, a mixture of surprise and frustration

flashing across his face. "Delia, what are you—?" he started, but I cut him

off with a sultry smile.

"Patience, Ditto," I purred, my voice laced with mischief. "You fucked me so

hard, it's only fair I edge you a little, don't you think?"

Ditto's eyes narrowed, but there was a spark of amusement and challenge

in them. "You little minx," he growled, but his voice was filled with lust rather

than anger.

I winked at him, then shifted my attention to his tentacle dick. It was still

slick and glistening, the cool texture sending a shiver down my spine as I

wrapped my hand around it. I leaned in, my tongue darting out to lick the

tip, tasting the mix of our fluids. It was different from the other dick, the taste

more exotic, almost alien.

I took the tentacle dick into my mouth, my lips stretching to accommodate

its girth. It was a strange sensation, the cool, slippery texture sliding against

my tongue, the tip probing the back of my throat. I sucked, my cheeks

hollowing out as I created a vacuum, drawing out a groan from deep within

Ditto's chest.

My other hand, still slick from the mixed fluids, started to stroke the human-

like dick again. I moved slowly at first, my grip firm as I ran my hand up and

down the length. I could feel Ditto's eyes on me, could feel the intensity of

his gaze as he watched me pleasure him.

I picked up the pace, my head bobbing faster, my hand moving in sync.

The tentacle dick in my mouth pulsed and throbbed, the sensation unlike

anything I'd ever felt. It was like it had a mind of its own, the tip exploring

my mouth, the shaft rippling under my touch.

Ditto's groans filled the room, his hips moving in time with my mouth and

hand. I could feel his pleasure building again, his body tensing, his breath

coming in ragged gasps. But every time he got close, I would slow down,

my touch lightening, my mouth pulling back until he was just on the edge,

desperate for more.

"Fuck, Delia," Ditto growled, his voice a mix of frustration and lust. "You're

playing with fire, you know that?"

I pulled back just enough to look up at him, my eyes meeting his. "I like the

heat," I whispered, a wicked smile playing on my lips. "Besides, turnabout is

fair play, isn't it?"

As I took the tentacle dick deep into my throat, my hand gripping the

human-like dick tightly, I felt Ditto tense beneath my touch. But he didn't

stop me. Instead, his hands gripped my head, his fingers tangling in my

hair as he guided my movements, his hips bucking in time with my mouth

and hand.

I could feel his pleasure building, his body tensing like a rubber band ready

to snap. And then, with a sudden, violent spasm, he came. Hard.

His body convulsed, his dicks pulsing and throbbing as they released a

torrent of cum into my mouth and down my throat. It was like a fire hose, the

force of it almost choking me. I swallowed as fast as I could, my eyes

watering, my body shaking with the effort.

But Ditto didn't stop there. No, he kept cumming, his body spasming and

deforming with each wave of pleasure. And as the final spurts of cum filled

my mouth, his body shrank and shrank and shrank, until, with a final,

shuddering gasp, he transformed back into his true form.

A small, quivering ball of slime lay in the palm of my hand, panting and

twitching like a tiny, exhausted puppy. I couldn't help but laugh, a sound

that was part relief, part amusement, part disbelief.

"Well, Ditto," I said, my voice hoarse from the effort of swallowing all that

cum. "I guess that's one way to make a man... or a Pokémon, rather... cum

so hard he turns into a puddle."

The ball of slime quivered, and I could've sworn I heard a faint, satisfied

sigh. And as I set it down gently on the bed, I couldn't help but shake my

head, a smile playing on my lips.

As I set the quivering ball of slime that was Ditto down on the bed, I couldn't

help but feel a sense of accomplishment. I mean, it's not every day you

make a Pokémon cum so hard it turns into a puddle. I chuckled to myself,

shaking my head in disbelief.

"Rest up, little guy," I said, my voice soft and gentle. "And let me rest too," I

sighed, flopping back onto the bed with a contented groan. My body was

sore, my throat raw, and I was pretty sure I'd swallowed enough cum to fill a

sore, my throat raw, and I was pretty sure I'd swallowed enough cum to fill a

small pond.

Unaware that there was a certain Pokémon watching their actions with

shocked and curious eyes.

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3rd chapter to complete the smut scene at once.