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The Stars Our Destination (LTVB - Side Story)
🕑 Added 2023-10-19 22:58:05 +0000 UTCI know it's quite close to the last one, but that's how it goes sometimes!
This one is about one woman on a historic mission. What she'd up to? You can work out by reading it!
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A long time ago, not ages, but long enough, there was a woman with a dream and a Pokémon who went above and beyond to deliver it. This isn't her story. It's both of theirs and a few others as well. Relationships weren't any less messy back then. This mess was one for the History Books.
Stacey couldn't let a single drop of liquid get onto all this expensive machinery, or everything would be ruined. She had to stay perfectly, utterly still, her hands gripped to the padded chair's armrests so tightly her knuckles had whitened. The keening sound rolling in her throat was getting so high she was worried it might turn into a scream. Her lover's tongue was moving at a lightning-quick pace, swirling and flicking with practiced precision that made her thighs tremble. It was hard to focus on anything other than that intense sensation, but she tried her best to keep her gaze on the dashboard.
Think unsexy thoughts.
Stacey's mind blanked. All she could think about was her wonderful partner and her even more wonderful tongue.
"No Psychic teasing!" Stacey groaned, squeezing her thighs around her partner's head.
"That's all you," Adamari replied. Her voice came from all around, though Stacey knew only she could hear it. Her Partner's mouth was far too busy masterfully eating her out to reply.
Fuck, she was probably right. Adamari was impossible not to think about. Stacey had fallen in love with her when she was just a blue-skinned beauty in a strappy top. Now she was an eight foot tall goddess with four extra muscled arms that she was using to pin Stacey down to the seat, her claws threatening to scratch up the leather. Stacey felt so plain next to her, the blue-haired girl next door.
"Nonsense," Adamari said, reading her thoughts. "You're gorgeous. Toned thighs, a fit stomach. Four nice handfuls."
The extra arms from her back weren't as human as her regular limbs. More like giant clawed paws, she didn't look much like a spider, but with eight limbs, the comparison was inevitable. More than enough to squeeze Stacey's breasts and ass, a hand for everything as she was held up to Adamari's hungry mouth and her gloriously large tongue. There was no getting around it. She was going to make Stacey cum like crazy. She always did.
"You can't waste a drop." Stacey hummed, looking around the small compartment, all the lights on the consoles leaving lines across her vision as she rolled her head. "You designed this thing! You know it can't get wet."
"I do have designs for this thing," Adamri purred, squeezing her arms around Stacey's thighs, tracing her light blue fingers over the muscle. "And she's always wet."
"That's not what I me-" Stacey's words cut off with a squeak as Adamari's tongue curled deeper with her. Her hips jerked up against Adamri's iron grip, her whole body shaking as that massive length proved deep inside her, stretching her open and lavishing just the right spots with attention. It was too much. Stacey's whole body was trembling. She needed to do something, anything. Her hand reached out blindly, slapping against the consoles until her hand hit something, a small round button. Her heart jumped right into her mouth in a moment of pure terror.
"Ahh!" Stacey's cry echoed through the cabin, her eyes losing focus as the world shook around her. She'd fucked up. She'd fucked up so irretrievably badly.
"I disconnected that," Adamiri hummed as she lapped up the juices from Stacey's orgasm, her extra large hands squeezing Stacey's breasts and ass and pumping out a tiny, mini orgasm to follow it. "But you ignite so beautiful anyway."
Stacey took a long breath, then let it out slowly, her shoulders sinking down as the tension left her body. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, her thighs twitching with every lap of Adamari's tongue.
"You're going to kill me someday."
"Never, you're invincible," Adamari said softly. "You tamed me, didn't you?"
"Did I?" Stacey huffed, stroking a shaking hand along one of her partner's many arms. "Sometimes I feel like I'm just following your plans."
"I'm one of the smartest women in the world. You'd be foolish not to. But you put in the work yourself, earning a degree, training so hard to fly my work. You're not here because you're my Partner. You're the best woman to do this on Earth. One of a kind."
"You'd do it better."
"Of course, I'm perfect." Adamari smiled, "But we don't know if bonds will work up there. Too risky. You're second best."
"Cocky bitch."
Adamari blew her a kiss. "You know I can make you cum a few more times until you agree."
"Counting on it," Stacey said, stretching her legs in her seat. "Get to work."
Staring up through the multi-layered window of the rocketship, Stacey sighed as she looked out into the starry sky above. The crescent glow of the Moon glowing overhead.
She wished they could go there together.
"It's always been your dream," Adamari said, nestling her chin on Stacey's belly. Looking up with those big red eyes set in inky blank. "I'm making your dream come true. So I'll be there with you. On comms and in your heart."
"Sappy," Stacey teased. "I've dated four of you, and you've mushed together to become one giant sap."
"I'm going to fuck you absolutely raw when you get back down here. Just destroy you." Adamri said fondly. "You can tell me how sappy I am between blackouts."
Stacey didn't doubt it.
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"One minute to launch"
Stacey tried not to think about how sticky the flight chair was. Adamari, curse her, had messed up the one thing they could get away with staining. It was all her fault; when Stacey begged her for a fifth orgasm, she should have said no. When she begged to be folded up and fucked so deep, Adamari's dick knocked her heart into her throat; Adamari should have been responsible and called it a night.
She was fucking sore right now. All Adamari's fault.
The smell of her was comforting, at least, as Stacey finished one last check.
"All green," Stacey replied over the comms. "Mossdeep Control, I'm all clear."
"Totally clear?" Adamari teased over the radio. "You sure?"
Stacey didn't answer that but smiled as she adjusted the photo on her dash. Her double date with two Metang's, Cobali and Caddi, the last night before they fused and Adamari was born. She'd forgotten who had even taken the photo, too busy having her brains railed out to remember that. If they still had photos of that night, they'd be worth a fortune after today. It wasn't supposed to be here anymore than the cum stains, but this whole project was practically her and Adamari's baby. They got away with a lot.
Maybe they'd make a real baby when she got back.
"Thirty seconds." the announcer called. Taffy, a brunette with a wickedly long ponytail and a no-nonsense attitude. Adamari was the brains of the operation, but Taffy was the one who'd run it all with clockwork efficiency, keeping the construction crews on schedule, giving progress reports to the investors, and most importantly of all, remaining near impossible for Adamari to distract.
"Ready to make history?" Adamari said. The hiss of hoses outside the ship being disconnected made Stacey tense.
"Not even a little. Wish you could be in here with me."
"I designed every inch of that ship and enjoyed every inch of her pilot. I'm going to enjoy a break. Maybe fuck one of these cute mission control ladies. Maybe Taffy finally, she's making mooney eyes at me."
Stacey snorted. No way was Taffy doing that. This might be in the history books one day; it was on television worldwide right now, and Taffy would take it seriously. Adamari on the other hand, couldn't care less.
"You'll wait for me." Stacey said confidently, "You always have."
"Worlds about to lose its best woman," Adamari said, "Don't be gone too long."
Now, that was something worth printing.
A slow countdown from ten began, Taffy's raising in pitch as she reached the three. Stacey could guess Adamari was having a little fun.
"Lift off!"
Stacey hit the ignition on that excited gasp and, with a roar, took to the air. Pressed into her chair by a g-force far stronger than Adamari's powerful arms, she clung onto the control stick and endured.
A flash of fire, and the world became light.
"Launch is clear," the announcer moaned over the radio. "Everything is okay. Mmmm."
Adamari's voice crackled over the radio as the engines roared, the cabin shuddering and shaking as the ship climbed higher and higher.
"Good job, baby. You're on your way. I'm so proud of you."
"Talking to me or the rocket?" Stacey said through gritted teeth as the pressure kept up through the initial burn.
"Love you both. Now go and show the universe how amazing humans are."
Space had seemed so far away growing up, but now it'd be just minutes. Stacey focused, every check done with practiced precision. Firing off decouplers at every stage, massive fuel tanks peeling away, the mixtures they'd built up over months with the help of the world's most potent Poison types all spent in one short burst. The pressure eased as Stacey tilted the craft. As Adamari had said, the plan was to throw herself off the Earth so hard she'd miss it coming back down. It sounded stupid, but it worked.
Blue sky gave way to the endless jet-black depths of space and the twinkling of stars.
"Well," Stacey said, simply awed by it all. "I don't see Arceus up here."
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They'd been ambitious. The first Woman in space was a grand enough thing. She could go home and be not just a treasure for Hoenn but the entire world. Adamari refused to stop there. One sleepy night, Stacey admitted her dream had always been to go somewhere no one had before. Adamari, the madly intelligent and loving lady that she was, had pointed to the Moon and said, so matter of factly, "That'd be a first."
Then, it'd simply been the mission. She'd gone to college, Adamari had amassed funding, and they'd pulled a team together with a shared dream. What had to be a thousand people in all, just so one woman could touch the Moon.
She wasn't going to let them down.
The cabin was eerily silent now. Just her and the ship. The ship and her.
She was the most alone anyone had possibly ever been, even if the whole world was following right now. There'd been legendary fights of less standing than this moment. She could still feel her bond with Adamari, like an anchor back to the Earth. Ready to reel her in if it all went wrong.
Stacey had been in space for hours now. The sun had set below the curve of the world. All that was left to do was to turn the craft. She could see her target, the white shine of its surface, and she let its gravity snatch her craft up. The Moon had always seemed like it was in another universe.
Now she knew just how far it was.
"It's beautiful," Stacey whispered over the radio. "I'm trying really hard not to cry."
"I'm watching you the whole way," Adamari replied, a hint of sadness in her voice. "Imagine my hand in yours."
"One of the big ones?"
"Sure," Adamari's voice perked up a little bit. "Whichever one of me was your favorite."
The old tease. Metagross were made of two Metang's, which were made of two Bedlums. It was rare any woman survived dating four Pokémon, let alone ones that fused into hotter, more powerful ones. Trying to work out who was her favorite was something Adamari constantly picked at. The Psychic terror had to know the answer Stacey always gave was the truth, but that didn't stop her teasing.
"I'm as far away from you as I can get, and I'm still not going to pick favorites. You know I loved every bit of you."
"Maybe I just love hearing that. We got a few hours until conditions are perfect for you to land."
Stacey sighed, sinking back into her chair. She wasn't allowed to fall asleep for the whole voyage, and while she'd happily stare at the stars for hours alone, it didn't feel like it was enough. "Keep me company?"
"You sure you don't have to step outside for anything?"
"Ha, fucking, ha."
"Describe it to me," Adamari said, her voice soft over the radio. "What you see, I bet pictures won't do it justice."
"The same stars, just brighter." Stacey said, "There's so many, it makes me feel small."
"You're five foot six. You are small."
"Oh shut up, I meant... I just wish you could be here with me. To see it all."
"Then you're going to have to go up again. Once we've got all the data and know it's safe for Pokémon."
"You can't be trusted in space."
"I can't be trusted down here. A control room full of beautiful, intelligent women? I'm salivating."
"Whose your favorite?" Stacey giggled as she craned to look at the world so far away. "Describe her."
"They can all hear us, you know."
"I know. Make one of them blush for me."
"Well, if you insist," Adamari said, deepening her voice. "She's got blue hair. Really blue, a beautiful color, the kind you want to run your fingers through. Nice firm breasts, a fit stomach, and a juicy ass. Four nice handfuls for me, and I'm aching to try them all out. But, the most important thing is her mind, sharp and quick, able to keep up with me. Always a delight to drift through."
"This is just me."
"Damn, sorry. The only woman I have eyes for is on a rocketship thousands of miles away. I can pick a second favorite. There's a brunette here with a ponytail I just want to pull as she rides me until her mind shatters to a million pieces."
"I can use this radio too," Taffy said, "And I can lock you out if you can't use it responsibly."
"You really think so? I designed this thing," Adamari laughed, "You've got to put up with me. If something goes wrong, I'll fix it."
"If you're not the trouble," Taffy groaned. "Stacey, handle your troublemaker, please."
"You heard the boss. Let's hear more about this blue-haired woman," Stacey smirked. "We'll let Taffy stew a little."
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"One small step for a woman, one giant leap for mon-kind. Don't fuck it up." Stacey mumbled under her breath as the lander deployed the final phase to let the ramp down, setting the cameras up below her. "One short step-"
"You'll be fine," Adamari said over the radio in her helmet. "We're going live now. Go show the Moon what a real woman is like."
"Thanks," Stacey sighed, gathering her wits as the engines finally shut down and the lights flicked to green. A crack of light around the edges of the ramp seal. "Here we go."
Stacey stared at the grey surface as the ramp deployed. She could do this. A few short steps along the ramp, then the biggest one of her life. No sweat.
Her breathing was deafening in her ears. She took a step forward. Then another. Slow and steady. She only had the whole world waiting for her.
The last step was a big one.
Her heart skipped a beat.
The whole world held its breath.
"One small step for a woman," Stacey said and leaped off the ramp, "One giant leap for- THERE'S POKÉMON UP HERE?"
Words that would forever go down in history. Stacey's radio was going crazy, but she couldn't hear it. Her head was swimming. She couldn't believe her own eyes right now.
There'd been a bright twinkling of purple light, and then the Pokémon had just faded into view. Like she was always there, and Stacey's eyes were just catching up. Stacey hadn't been expecting to spend her first moments on the moon with a Pokémon. Especially one Stacey had never seen before. Tall, incredibly tall, she looked down at Stacey with baleful white eyes set against a sea of black. Her face was a pure white that was almost mask-like but beautiful. So beautiful it was almost too much. Stacey's heart skipped a beat just looking at it. Her hair was two long twirling ribbons, and more oddly, her arms and legs matched, red and blue tentacles that sprung from her torso pulsing a little as they grew and shrank in size and thickness to help her quickly pace around Stacey. Studying her.
Stacey couldn't help but get an eyeful herself. Her chest hadn't been anything when Stacey first saw her, but it filled out before her eyes, becoming a near-perfect copy of one she'd spent many a night asleep in. Adamari's impressive chest and firm stomach appeared on the alien Pokémon as she thickened out a little, tentacle limbs adjusting to her extra mass. Stacey had been with a Metagross for over a decade; she knew what a Psychic move felt like, yet she barely felt this Pokémon. Her touch was so light, so refined, it made even Adamari seem brutish, and Adamari had never been anything but the most gentle touch.
She oozed confidence, utterly sure in herself, as she stopped in front of Stacey again, leaning in to tap one of her blue tentacles against Stacey's helmet.
"You're gorgeous," Stacey found herself saying. She couldn't think straight. This was beyond anything she could have ever imagined. "What are you doing here?"
The Pokémon tapped her helmet again, smiling down at her. Then, when Stacey didn't respond, the red and blue tentacle limbs spread across her body, squeezing and trying to find the catches.
"Oh. Oh!" Stacey finally shook herself back to reality. "Adamari, are you seeing this?"
"Yes! An alien is feeling you up!"
Well, it was good to know she hadn't gone entirely crazy.
"I think it wants me to strip."
"You can't! You need that suit to live." Taffy cut in. "Reason with her."
"Sorry," Stacey said, gloved hands on the tentacles. "I really couldn't. "
The alien gave an amused shrug and twirled two tentacles around each other, giving them a firm click together. Then, Stacey's spacesuit appeared in her hand.
Stacey gasped. Switcheroo! The alien knew Pokémon Moves and had used it to get her naked. On the fucking Moon!
She gasped again, then realized gasping was a good sign. Was there air on the Moon? None of this made any sense anymore.
The alien twirled the red and blue tentacles that made up one of its arms around Stacey and pulled her in, cradling her head to a beating core in her chest. She could feel the heat just below the skin. She could feel the alien's heartbeat.
"I'm going insane, aren't I?"
"Stacey," the alien said proudly, giving her a full-body squeeze. Stacey's legs buckled, and the alien easily caught her, lowering her gently onto her knees, her tentacles flowing underneath to give her something softer than the rock of the Moon to rest on. "Beautiful."
The breasts Stacey leaned on were so familiar it was uncanny. Ripped straight from her mind and put onto an alien's body, she couldn't handle this alone. She reached out for her helmet, and after a few flailing grasps, she grabbed it as the alien gave it to her and pulled it on.
"Adamari?" Stacey called over the radio. "I'm losing my shit."
"There are hot aliens on the Moon! I'd be losing my shit too!"
"This Pokémon, she's got your chest, your abs, and she can speak."
Stacey looked up. The alien Pokémon kissed her visor, leaving a smear of moisture, and smiled.
"Also, I can breathe in space."
"No, you can't." Taffy cut in. "The sensors are showing that it's, well, habitable where you are. Nothing is making sense on this end. She's breaking reality."
"She's an alien."
"A hot alien and almost undoubtedly a Legendary," Adamari corrected. "Are you all right?"
"I guess. She's just holding me." Stacey said, leaning into the touch as a red tentacle stroked her cheek. She was naked, on the Moon, in an alien's embrace, and it didn't feel bad at all. Warmth and love, so far from home. She drank it up. "She's being quite gentle."
A tentacle pressed to her breast squeezed and coaxed a moan out of her.
"Gentle is she?" Adamari said over the radio.
Stacey blushed. "I'm not going to fuck her. She's gorgeous, but this is just a lot."
"What? Are you joking? If you don't fuck the space alien, I will come up there and fuck her myself."
Well. Permission was granted if Stacey changed her mind.
"Adamari." the alien said, short and clipped. Tapping the helmet.
"The aliens saying hello." Stacey said over the comms, "I think she's getting snatches of language from my head."
"Tell her you scream best when bent back so far your body arches. Mentally project me fucking you like that."
Stacey wasn't going to do that. Or she didn't want to. It was hard not to think about it now.
"She's an alien, remember? She might not even want-"
"Mmmmmm." The sound was right next to her ear. The alien was moaning. Her voice was deeper, but there was no denying that's what it was. Horny alien moaning.
"She wants it." Adamari cackled. "Show her what earthling pussy can do."
Stacey gasped as the alien's tentacles roamed all over her body, the red and blue limbs stroking her stomach and thighs. She could feel the heat rising inside her. The way the alien was touching her was amazing. Every stroke was designed to arouse.
"Kiss her!" Adamari yelled in her ear. "Tongue! Tongue!"
Stacye gently gripped the tentacles and looked up at the alien. "No."
"No?" it said, looking confused. "Yes?"
Stacey flicked the tentacle with a finger, and it retracted. The alien looked almost guilty. Tentacles all tussled together in front of her, head bowed. "No."
"Thank you," Stacey said, still adjusting to the surreal situation. "I'm Stacey. I'm from Earth."
She pointed to the big blue world in the sky. "Where all the Pokémon come from? Or, well, we thought so. Until you."
"Earth," the alien turned to look, then back to Stacey and tapped her helmet. "Earth Stacey."
"Fascinating," Taffy said in her ear. "You handle this. I trust you. Just don't frighten her."
That wasn't the plan at all. The alien was inquisitive and a little cute, really. Clearly struggling with the language but not stupid, not at all. Stacey was used to a Psychic being in her head. She tried to relax and open her connection, letting the alien in for a browse.
Stacey found herself floating through a sea of stars. The alien's thoughts were so unlike her own they were almost impossible to comprehend in any rational way. It was like looking through a telescope backward, every detail so distant and small it was impossible to make out. All you could take in was the broad picture, a moon landscape, strange figures glittering through the skies, and an important missing piece it tried to avoid looking at. A deep longing that was raw to the touch, stirring after lying in rest for what might have been decades. Centuries even.
It felt so ugly to touch. The feeling of a Pokémon's mind who'd given up and resigned itself to fade or calcification but instead just kept on going. Roaming a grey land, looking up at a world full of life too far off to touch.
"She needs something from me, and Arceus hold me. I want to give it." Stacey said softly into her radio.
"Go on then," Amadari said, "You have my blessing. Taffy says it's fine too."
"I didn't! Only thought it. But I am saying it now," Taffy cut in. "Share a bit of humanity with her, Stacey, if you feel like she needs it."
Stacey was sniffling as she took her helmet off. Everyone had pulled together so hard to get here, they understood that they weren't going to space just for the fun of it. It was a chance to do something incredible. What could be more incredible than making a brand-new bond?
A tentacle snaked under Stacey's chin and lifted her head, the alien's head shrouded by the Earth behind her. The light picked out every line of that perfect face in perfect detail.
"You're a Legendary," Stacey said reverently. "I'm going to break."
"Good." the alien nodded enthusiastically as that gentle fuzz filled Stacey's head. That curious rifling through her thoughts while a red tentacle slipped around her waist, squeezing as the tip of it teased between Stacey's legs. "Me. Break. You."
"Don't learn from Adamari in there," Stacey said. "I want you. Whoever you are."
"Deoxys."
Ugh. It's mean to say, but that name was no good on the tongue. "Dee?"
"Dee." the Deoxys nodded. "Fuck."
"Fuck," Stacey agreed with a grin and let the Deoxys lift her up and bend her backward. Her breasts were squeezed by a wrap of tentacles. She wrapped her arms around the alien's neck, swinging off her. Dee's tentacles slipped between her legs, the twin lengths teasing the edge of her pussy.
"Ready?"
Alien consent-acles. This day couldn't get any stranger. Stacey wasn't ready. How could she possibly be? But that didn't matter. She'd wanted to do something no one ever had before. This was beyond her wildest dreams.
"Give me all you've got."
"Yes," Dee said firmly, and the two tentacles slid deep inside her pussy, splitting and filling Stacey with one slipper stroke. Thick and warm, throbbing as they pushed deeper, Dee moaned in Stacey's ear as she filled her, and the breath was so hot it made Stacey sweat. She was clearly in the presence of a Legendary, 'Take it slow' would have made so much more sense. She was seeing stars between the stars already.
Stacey felt lips on her own as her mild melted, and she kissed the Deoxys as reverently as she could, their tongues tussling as a third tentacle wrapped around her waist and held her close. Two others cupped her ass and squeezed. Just like Adamari did. It felt just as good as when she did it too. Not content to give her pleasures she knew, the whole of Dee's body rippled, every inch of her rubbing against Stacey, as the tentacles in her pussy split up into a thousand strands and all began thrusting at different paces, a thump-thump-thump filling Stacey's pussy as they fought for space.
"H-ahh!" Stacey whined. "T-too much!"
Dee giggled and kept thrusting away after brushing through Stacey's mind. There was no need for a safe word with a mind reader. Dee would know when Stacey was actually beyond her limit. Not yet, but she was rapidly approaching it. Her body was a living toy for the Deoxys, whose skills with her tentacles defied belief. The pleasure was too much. Anything she touched back licked, kissed, and sucked her all at once. Every inch of the Deoxys skin was out to pleasure her until her mind became slush. Dee was getting off on the pleasure, too, her whole body shaking as she fucked the earthling into jelly. The tentacles in Stacey's pussy merged back into a solid, thick length that fucked her as deep as possible, and the two on her ass wrapped around tighter and tighter to swing her into every thrust.
"Y-yes. Fuuuuck," Stacey groaned, her head falling back and her toes curling. She was coming, and the Deoxys knew it. The alien's psychic power was threaded through her thoughts, and she enjoyed every one with the amusement of a rowdy cinema crowd. Stacey's mouth was filled up with alien tongue, so much more than she had any chance of fighting off, and the Deoxys fucked her through her climax, tentacles squirming all over her, squeezing and sucking her tits, her ass, her back, her legs.
Everywhere. Relentless.
"Legendary," Stacey slurred as the Deoxys pulled back, and the world spun. "Holy fuck."
Dee was floating off the ground, a little higher, the Moon's surface falling away, Stacey's weight nothing to the alien as she drifted up with her. The whole time, her tentacles didn't stop their assault. A single, powerful tentacle was still buried in her pussy, and a pair of them had decided to take her ass finally, swinging her up against Dee with every thrust. Stacey clung to the alien's broad shoulders and tried not to melt as the tentacles slipped into her ass and started vibrating.
"Oh, Arceus, that's not fair." Stacey mewled around Dee's tongue.
"Pleasure," the Deoxys moaned, her eyes sparkling with bliss. "More."
Stacey was being lifted higher and higher off the Moon, a pair of tentacles wrapping around her legs, holding her in the air while the Deoxys' tentacles showed her more of Dee's power, vibrating in her ass, thrusting and pulsing in her pussy. She could see the Earth. Feel her bond stretching back home as another orgasm builds, tingling against her skin. She was having her mind broken by an alien with a divine view of the Earth and the stars.
It was all so perfect.
"Break," Dee commanded with a firm thrust that felt like it touched Stacey's very core.
She might have screamed. It was hard to know. Everything went white hot, and feeling only slowly returned, fading in at the edges. She felt her whole body trembling, her moans ringing out over the dead surface of the Moon. Her head was cradled against the Deoxys' shoulder, and a hand petted her hair.
"Fuck." Stacey moaned as the stars spun. "You really mean what you say."
"Good?"
Stacey sniffled, unsure why her cheeks were wet for a moment. The pleasure was all too much, she'd cried. Dee wiped away the tears and kissed her cheek.
"Good," she repeated, her psychic powers soothing Stacey's mind and pushing away the aches and the numbness. Her body hadn't been able to handle things. Everything felt hyper-sensitive.
"More?" Dee asked politely. Eagerly. Stacey's was hammering a mile a minute, but she couldn't say no to a face so earnestly hopeful. The blue and red hair wagging behind it like a puppy dog tail.
"More," Stacey said with a smile.
Dee split in two.
"What?" Stacey squeaked. "Wait."
Dee's two halves split repeatedly until there was a whole host of red and blue aliens surrounding her. No less big and no less enthusiastic in their groping. Stacey was drowned in those licking, kissing tentacles. Not an inch of her body was left out.
"That's not fair." she cried, opening her mouth, which let more tentacles slip in and pleasure her there. "I'm only one woman!" she choked around a few probing tentacles stuffing her cheeks.
All the Dee's she could see through the swarm of tentacles shook their heads.
"Not one. Earth. You are. Earth."
Was that a threat? A promise? Dee wanted to fuck the whole Earth? She was surely a Legendary. That was the sort of thing the stories said they could do.
She'd have to take one for the team. As fun as it sounded, an endless wave of alien beauties would leave the world a right mess.
"I am Earth," Dee said proudly, and the swarm descended, a thousand hands and tentacles all grabbing hold of Stacey and holding her aloft. Tentacles slipped back into her pussy and ass, and her breasts were engulfed in sucking, licking, kissing tentacles, and it was too much right away. Her whole body was on fire as a dozen orgasms crashed through her. All piling up in a gooey mess together.
"I can't- can't take anymore." Stacye managed to moan.
"Earth can."
"I can't!"
"Can." Dee said firmly, "Promise." Then Stacey's world became nothing but pleasure.
There were no stars. No moon. Just pleasure and tentacles. Stacey could hear herself screaming. She could feel her body bucking and writhing, held tight so she didn't slip away as a swarm of Dee's fucked her every which way. Tentacles in her mouth and throat, tentacles in her pussy and ass. She felt like she was coming apart. Like it would never stop.
"Break," the Dee's whispered in her ears as countless mouths bit, licked, and kissed her simultaneously. Endless hands squeezed her and stroked her and made her shiver. It was heaven among the stars.
The swarm shifted, and the Dee's moved her down until the hard rock of the Moon bit into her forearms, bent over onto it with her ass up in the air. Every time a tentacle pulled out of her pussy, Stacey felt it replaced with something even thicker and longer. Dee was fucking her to her limit and then pushing past it. Over and over.
Stacey wasn't sure how much time passed in this state of insane, orgastic ecstasy. Her world was simply pleasure and Dee's. They came, and they came, tentacles coating her in cum, and then just kept going, breaking Stacey over and over, making her come apart until she was just her pure essentials. A sense of adventure, determination, and a loving partner who'd been through everything with her.
Adamari had also given her a lot of training handling a horny Psychic Pokémon. They got into a lady's head, which meant they could end up fucking themselves almost as ragged as their partners. Whenever Stacey's mind cracked, she'd mentally hugged a Dee to her and let her share in the bliss. Pouring it into her like a vessel and making her body ripple, sucked up by one of the Dee's around her as they stumbled around in addled glee.
Over and over. Until Dee was carrying around the memory of hundreds of mind crushing orgasms in her head. Deoxys' bodies all lay spread around her in panting messes. All panting, sweating, covered in cum, their forms wavering into simple, alluring shapes. They wanted more, but they'd frazzled their own minds seeking it.
"Dee, you are amazing," Stacey said. "But I've got a ship to run and a partner to return to. We'll be back."
"Fuck." one of the Dee's moaned. "Stacey."
"Yeah, you did," Stacey said as she shakily walked up the ramp of her lander. Rivulets of cum running down a thigh already coated in her own juices. "You really did."
---
The trip back was harrowing. She'd been told not to get anything wet, and once they hit low gravity, alien cum had got *everywhere.*
Communications had broken almost immediately. She'd had to do the whole thing manually and practically blind as instruments kept shorting out. But she had her guiding star, her woman back home, waiting for her. All the rest was training, determination, and weirdly dextrous fingers. An inheritance? She'd have to take her hair for red and blue later.
The flames of the atmosphere roared against the shell of her pod as she crashed back to Earth. She was going to be a legend. Possibly a world savior? And above all else,
one incredibly achy bitch. Fuck. She was going to fall asleep the moment she hit the ocean.
---
The pod bobbed in the ocean a little more vigorously than it needed to be. Inside, Stacey bit a pillow she was hugging to herself as hard as possible. The cool feeling of a marker pen on her back was not enough to soothe the heat between her legs.
"I-I'm going to cum again," she sniffed.
"Not until I finish my notes," Adamari said. "You don't want this to smudge."
"Yes, I do! You can write later, fuck. Please!"
"Oh, I can't say no to you."
The pillow did a lot of muffling, and Adamari's laughter at how undone Stacey was getting was sweet music. Fuck she'd missed her.
"You moaned my name twelve times. I should write that down too," Adamari said, rolling her dick inside of Stacey and making her arch her back. "We need more data, though. I'm still not sure if this is just you remembering Dee."
"You." Stacey managed to say, reaching a hand back and holding Adamari's. "I know you're determined to prove you're better than a Legendary, but you never needed to."
Stacey looked around the pod, every inch covered in Adamari's notes. She didn't have a project now this one was over, and it seemed she was filling the space with scientifically working out the best way to make Stacey cum. Research had been long, thorough, and bearing a lot of outstanding results.
"How long did you say it'll take them to find us?"
"A week more, at least," Adamari grinned as her extra arms stroked along Stacey's side. "You've got me all to yourself."
"I hope it takes longer." Stacey smiled. "I want to see how far we can push this."
"Oh, me too. Me too. We can start with some experiments with toys once I've established the basics. Taffy's got plenty on the boat."
"How did you convince her to bring you out here?"
"I was very, very convincing. That and she realized right away our Bond was the best way to find you." Adamari grinned. "I made sure to reward her for not making a fuss about it. Finally got to pull that ponytail."
"Of course, you did, shameless to a fault." Stacey smiled. "Missed you."
"Was worth the wait. I always knew I was fucking a legend, but now everyone else does too." Adamari grinned, "And I'm going to make them so jealous."
"Yeah," Stacey sighed softly. "Yeah.... wait. Wait! How much did the world see?"
Adamari grinned. "You really showed her what humankind can do. Proud of you, girl."
Fuck. She was going to set the history books on fire. Stacey sighed and hugged her pillow again.
"You're coming next time."
"Next time? It'll be a while before anyone goes to the Moon again. Not till we've worked things out with Dee. Taffy is going to send her up a tv and a radio, maybe educate her a bit. I’m going with you on the next trip."
"The Moon?" Stacey laughed, "Already been there. That’ll be a nice date, but I still want to go somewhere new."
"Anything for you," Adamari said, "The Red Planet sounds nice. I wonder if there's a bunch of redheads there for me? Humans who've never seen a Pokémon."
"Only way to find out," Stacey smiled. "Together."
Adamari popped off the lid of a new marker pen. "Together. Now bite that pillow. I'm about to prove the G-spot is real and very, very grindable."
It wasn't long before Stacey saw stars again.
