When Irida had gotten up the stairs, she could not find Mai. So, she decided the best course of action would be to open each room in hopes of finding one of the Johto girls. Surprisingly, the search did not last long. She opened a door nearest to the staircase and saw a girl with a curled hairstyle trying to open a locked window. Not letting this opportunity of vulnerability pass, Irida briskly walked over and went to engulf her head. Irida had lived a large portion of life in a frozen desert where the only noises were those made by Pokémon, the snow, and crunch of snow under the feet of the inhabitants. From a young age, Irida had grown accustomed to the cold climate, able to wear clothes more appropriate for tropical weather, and to control the pressure of her steps to reduce the sound they would create. Although, this was the first time that Irida had imbibed the drink called Gira Gin. Irida was able to maintain her mental faculties, an impressive feat shared with the other Pearl clan member Palina, but her placement of feet was ill-placed. The curled hair girl was alerted to Irida’s presence just as she distended her jaw. In a swift reaction, the girl had pushed outward, to shove off Irida from consuming her, and to escape from the wall behind her. Irida was swifter. Between the physical talent polished by a recently intoxicated Pearl Clan leader, the elegant kimono girl, and a frostbitten trainer with great Pokémon handling skills, all have areas that they specialize at. Regardless of the girl’s identity, Irida had perceived the hands coming forwards her chest, so she took a step back. The girl’s hands pushed at nothing but air, and then Irida lowered her head and lunged forward.

Ulp

Gulp

Irida had swallowed up to the girl’s forearms. The sudden change in positioning by Irida had thrown her off balance. Irida nearly lost her footing and fell over before she placed her hands on the wall.

Slam!Kabedon!

Irida’s hands were now on both sides of the girl and her head was level with the girl’s chest. Irida was unable to view the girl’s expression as she struggled to pull her hands out of the predator’s mouth. Irida, had placed her teeth firmly on the object within her mouth. All the curled hair girl’s actions earned her were lacerations on her arms. The droplets of blood of blood leaving an iron taste on her tongue, something as aversive as the Gira Gin was to Irida. Not wanting to ruin the taste of her meal with further cuts, and before her prey came up with another plan to dislodge her arms, Irida made her next move.

SUUUUUCKSLLLRRRP

ULP

ULP

POP

Irida had released her teeth’s grip on the girl’s hands before she sucked and gulped. Pulling at the girl’s shoulder and head with great force. The girl lost sight of the outside world as her head and shoulders were simultaneously pulled through the tight hole of Irida’s distended jaw. Not taking a moment to celebrate, she started to rip off the kimono to better enjoy her prey. Albeit, Irida may have relaxed too soon as the girl still had the will and ability to fight back. She shook her body side to side even after her kimono fell off. Only leaving her undergarments on as the sweat dripped off Irida’s face and her brow furrowed. The momentum that Irida had built was lost, and her body was getting hot. If this were to continue, the girl with curled hair could escape from digestive tract. Irida could not let that happen, or the clans would be put in jeopardy. She continued her efforts to get another inch, but her jaws had started to ache, and sweat had drenched her body.

“Come on! It’s not like either of us wants to be in this situation right now.” Stop struggling, it’s not as if there will be anyone left to be with you when the night is over. Your best bet is to serve as padding and nourishment for me.” Irida thought to herself as she struggled.

The curled hair girl kicked her leg out nearly knocking Irida back and releasing her head from her terrifying gullet. Irida’s attention shifted to her belt. Since the Pearl Clan’s collaboration with the Galaxy Expedition Team, they decided to give her some Pokeballs as a gift. Irida didn’t use them to contain her own Pokemon. Glaceon and her had been partners for as long as she could remember. Instead, Irida used them to obtain a Pokemon for her niece and nephews. She grabbed a ball and released an Alola Vulpix. The Pokemon stared at the scene and tilted its head. Irida patted her hands on the back of the curled hair girl. Hoping that the Vulpix would understand.

Chiiiiiinnngg

The Vulpix used a powder snow attack on the girl dangling from Irida’s mouth. The chill had slowed down her movements and caused her body to involuntary shiver.

Gulp

Glurk

Glupurk

Finally given the opportunity, Irida had swallowed several times. Fighting through the pain, Irida had swallowed and licked the cold treat. Her meal now a popsicle cooling down her aching throat. The distended skin of her throat pushing against her necklace and creating and the band like pressure making the trip for the girl even more uncomfortable. Irida had reached the meal’s cheeks. The frosty and springy texture, mixed with the creamy taste, reminded her of the icy treats that she would have as a kid back in the Alabaster Icelands.

The curled hair girl was hit by a cold shock that greatly contrasted with the heat that her head resided in. Within the darkness of the saliva stalagmite covered cavern, the curled hair girls’ skin, eyes, and throat had already started to burn. Her extended exposure to the digestive components of the saliva already having left their mark. The damage by the Pokemon’s attack had dealt a lasting blow physically and emotionally. The girl being unable to mount further resistance due to her fatigue and the extreme temperatures she was subjected to. So, when her head followed the muscular hole that her arms resided in, the girl had lost all hope. The only blessing being how swiftly she was moved through the muscular cylinder, past the triumphantly beating heart and into the sack of more potent acidic liquids. The sounds of a bubbling vat of acid made the girl glad that it was too dark inside the stomach to differentiate it from any other liquid. To add further insult to injury, she felt her posterior being munched on like a treat, the unintentional taunting pained her eyes that were out of tears to spare.

After imbibing that large amount of Gin, Irida had been feeling unwell. The drunken haze, capturing someone that threatened her clan, stuffing them in her mouth, said person struggling against her throat. All of this had made Irida too warm for comfort. So, she felt a bit remorseful when she had to send the chewy cream cheeks, the highlight of her meal, down into her boiling internals.

Ulp

Fortunately, the powdered snow still covered her meal’s legs. Now prone due to the curled hair girl’s resignation. Irida sucked the salty and sweet legs, letting the popsicles for legs cool her down. Her face red from the earlier conflict cools down, as the heat radiating from her skin had also ceased. “I could definitely use a bath to wash off all of this sweat. I’ll have to check with Cyllene if the Galaxy Headquarters has one available. We could try drawing some water to end the night” Irida thought as she licked off the snow covering from the upper legs.

Sllluuuuurrrrrp

Now with the curled prey’s lower legs in her mouth and her feet dangling, Irida pet the Vulpix behind the ear approvingly before sending her back into the Poke ball. Stretching herself as she got up, her belly distended beyond her posture and over her shorts. The bow on her abdomen laying on top of it as if the contents of her stomach were a present. The one who would be reaping from the benefits of the gift being obvious. Irida got up to see if Mai had completed her tasks and head downstairs, her meal’s feet dangling from her mouth as she left the room.

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Time had passed since Mai found the girl with twin tails in Commander Kamado’s room. The only room in the entire building where the window was unlocked. A recent installation in his office, as the Commander had wanted to look out into the starry night sky and decided it would be easier to be able to view it from his office during any late nights. The girl would have been able to get out of the window and scale the back of the building to run off to safety. She would have had to break her vow of silence to inform others of what happened, but if the girl was Akari, she would only have to wait a little bit longer for her voice to return. Unfortunately, the girl had taken too long in locating this exit, as Mai saw her as she had one of her legs out of the window. Mai had taken advantage of the precarious position of the girl and pulled the rope out behind her back and began to get to work.

Well over an hour had passed since Mai had captured her prey. The clock now striking 10:00 pm, the time at which Akari would have gotten her voice back. Mai sat down on the bumpy surface. Adjusting herself on the chair that she placed behind Commander Kamado’s desk.
The chair was disrobed and stabilized to the floor with the rope that Mai had brought. A choker over the neck of the chair with a buckle on the back. A loop around her chair’s upper torso, bounding her shoulders and chafing her chest region. A smaller loop bound her wrists as her hands were forced behind her back. A piece of rope connected the loop work on her wrists to the buckle on her neck. Forcing her head to face up and serve as the seat for Mai’s rear. Bondage was also around her lower body. In such a way that she was forced to kneel on the floor, to form a stable base for the chair. The burning pain in her legs, now numb, as the twin tailed girl began to wonder if she would be able to walk again. The only things the girl could feel were the heavy pressure of Mai’s stirrup clad rear and the aroused sensation of her groin. The latter being elicited by Mai as she had removed her footwear, her bare feet circling the sensitive groin. Teasing the clitoris and slit with her toes as the black nail polish reflected the light in the room.

Mai used to childishly do similar things as a game with Iscan when they were kids. That may have been why he was a bit meek as a fully grown adult. As Mai grew up, her practices had become more private and driven by lust. Her interests in this sexual practice spiked when she first met Akari and saw how she bound her Pokémon within a Poke ball. After observing that Pokemon trainer and her bond with her Pokemon, Mai perception of bondage had become less insular. That it was not just a satiation and indulgence of lust, and a way to get closer to the ones that she loved. Mai was not as cool and smug as her peers thought she was. Her persona was the result of wanting to be an accepted member of her clan born from her insecurities of her hidden side. However, it was thanks to her experiences as a Warden that she had grown to accept both parts of her. If Akari had ever expressed interests in this topic Mai would have been certain to approach her gently.

The act of bondage right now was an act of lust. It was a way for Mai to derive the most pleasure before she had to snuff out a light to save many others. However, Mai had seen many horrible things growing up in the wild Hisui region and had come to accept that for the world to continue peacefully it and its people had to be cruel sometimes. She was just a willing volunteer of the natural arbiters of fate. The heat of her dripping slit, a slow burning fire for the hour that she casually sat on the twin tailed girl’s face and engaged herself in some light reading of a fictional account that Mistress Cogita had leant her, Delta Multiversal Theory of the Omega and Alpha Timelines. Eventually, Mai’s attention was turned to the entrance in front of her as someone climbed up the stairs.

Slurp

Ulp

It was Irida, who had feet that were noisily drawn into her mouth as she entered. She gave her signature wave, this time to blow some air towards her face to cool herself. Irida proceeded to lightly chew on the peds of her meal before summarily gulping them down as well. The outline of them distended her neck and chest, and then into her stomach.

“There you are Mai, have you got the last kimono girl yet.” Irida said while panting. Delta Multiversal Theory of the Omega and Alpha Timelines

“Oh, yea she is safe and secured, and prepped for processing. I see that your girl, or should I say meal has started digesting as well. You look a bit winded; would you like a seat?” Mai offered.

“Thanks, but I think that I am going to head down to meet up with Palina and Cyllene to see if they want to take a hot bath, you are welcome to join.” Irida politely replied.

“I’ll make sure to come down when I am finished up here.” Mai said as she returned to her book.

Irida nodded, “well hurry up I think that you may be the last one, all of the others should have gotten to the other girls by now.” Irida then headed down the stairs. Mai returned to her story, captivated by the thrilling narrative. She especially had an affinity for the depiction of the character named Zinnia. Oh, if only I had the chance to do the same things to Akari or Arezu.” Mai shifts her rear to get more comfortable.

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The passage is an excerpt from my story a Pokemon Day Special: Wisped Away.
With all of the Pokemon content of the character May this month, due to it being May this month, I thought it would be a good idea for me to contribute as well. What better way to contribute than if there were more content of her ancestor Irida this month. Unfortunately, I did not plan out time in this month’s schedule for a story about her. Fortunately,  BunnyBra was kind enough to let me commission them for this art piece. If you liked how this scene played out, there are 20,000 more words of this in the story itself, so give it a look if you haven’t already.
https://aryion.com/g4/view/764083

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