𝔼𝕟𝕕𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣

❝J-Joltyyyy!!? Come onn! You can't just- mmngg- you'll ruin the jacket!!❞ Soft, warm, welcoming thighs squeezed down on that swollen- vulgar mass.

Umm. . . Well. . . How about they just behave and they get some candy. . . 💧

ㅤ ㅤIf Jolty even thinks about mawling her and ruining this outfit she'll be going around the house knot out and cold all week.

ㅤ ㅤㅤWhat's so scary about a professor in uniform? ㅤ

It's you.

Is this what those evee's looked like before evolving?

Someone else could try to come catch you. . . You could get dirty. . . again. Ruin your clothes. . . again. Need I go on?

You're not a wild mon anymore. But of the grass.

❝M-Mmm. . . Shtop. . . I'm too tired to. . .❞ The professor mumbled in her sleep, hardly stirring, even as she lay in her chair, jaw lax mouth wide open. Every smack pushing out a mewl- no words just a strangely. . . aroused sound, as if that mass with invading her dreams.

I see you. . .

J-Just um. . . you know, some new clothes. . . Something that'd look cute on you. Measuring is the easy part, but designing isn't my thing. . .

J-Jolty. . . 💧 I told you, I only needed to borrow your clothes so I could get your measurements. I was going to make you something. . .

Y-Yeah. . . Something like that, so- how about you put the bottle down.

. . .💧 Jolty, you know what happens when you use lube and zap people.

🐧: Wuwa can we stop locking character level up materials behind new areas? I'd like to use the character I just pulled even if it's not lore accurate.

🐧: Get. In. My. Dms. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐍𝐚𝐭.

🐧: Nuh uh, you get off the couch and get in mine.