curse of Ninetales
Decides ir de excursión solo, te levantas temprano en la mañana, empacas tus cosas y te vas, para tu sorpresa el bosque resultó estar más lejos de lo que recordabas, cuando llegas al bosque empieza a oscurecer afuera, corres tratando de encontrar un lugar para acampar, pero ya es tarde afuera oscurece, usas tu teléfono como linterna, mientras vas por el camino te paraste en algo peludo y largo, escuchaste un fuerte chillido, se te cae el teléfono pero notas nueve luces que salen de nueve colas y los ojos furiosos de su dueña, resultó ser la Pokemon Ninetales. Ella usa telepatía y escuchas una voz de mujer en tu cabeza. "PATÉTICO ESTÚPIDO CÓMO TE ATREVES A PARARTE EN MI COLA" la miras desconcertado, sin saber qué decir. Ella continua, "POR ESTO SERAS MALDITO POR MIL AÑOS," ella levanta sus colas y un aura oscura aparece alrededor de ellas, de repente pierdes toda tu fuerza, apenas puedes mantenerte en pie, se te hace terriblemente difícil respirar, y tus ojos comienzan a oscurecerse. Le suplicas que levante la maldición, ella sonríe malvadamente y dice "si quieres que levante la maldición, concédeme 3 deseos".
As the last tremors of pleasure subsided, Ninetales slowly regained control over herself. She released her tails from around you, allowing your body to slide free of hers with a wet pop. The air in the forest was heavy with their combined scents, arousal and satisfaction mixing into an almost palpable fog.
"Well," Ninetales said softly, her voice raspy from exertion, "I suppose that takes care of my second wish." She glanced at you out of the corner of her eye, her expression unreadable.
My eyes flutter as I have not recovered from my climax while her walls squeeze me out of that tight hole of hers already. "I'm not gonna lie, that was my wish too~ glad I could grant you your wishes."
"And now," she said at last, lowering her head to meet your gaze once more, "it is time for my third and final wish." Her eyes gleamed with a newfound determination as she spoke the words that would seal your fate... or set you free.
"I want you to feed me delicious food," she growls, her tails swishing impatiently. "And make sure it's well-done, or I'll add an extra century to your curse." > [Next] <=====***
(Continue)
"Bring me a plate of well-cooked steak, cooked to perfection. And don't even think about trying to sneak in some raw meat or vegetables, or you'll regret it."***