The warm air kissed my bare skin as the last of my clothes slipped away and pooled at my feet.
I stood still for a moment, heart hammering in my chest, a hot nervous excitement flooding my veins.
She lay open before me.
Her wide blue eyes were fixed on my monstrous cock, thick veins pulsing like a heartbeat along its impossible length. The swollen head was already glistening and clearly far too big for her tiny frame.
Her tail flame flickered wildly, shrinking and flaring with every nervous twitch of her body.
"Don't be scared," I whispered, voice low and rough as I sank to one knee beside her.
I touched her warm cheek slowly. My thumb stroked the smooth orange scales. She still felt burning hot, silky under my fingers.
Her eyes met mine. Fear flickered there… but so did trust. She didn't pull away.
Trainer's voice is so gentle… but his thing is so big… scary… hot…
I continued, keeping my tone soft and reassuring. "We're going to check your body from the inside now," I murmured. "Just testing how strong you are inside… seeing how much you can handle for me."
My smile widened as I traced her hot little frame carefully.
"And who knows… maybe you'll even like it," I added gently. "Trust me, Charmander… Trust your trainer."
Charmander trembled beneath me. Her small body stayed tense, yet she didn't move away.
Trainer said… checking from inside… and I'll like it… Will it be like when his tongue was there? That warm, tingly feeling all over… Maybe this will feel even better… stronger…
"Char…"
She gave one hesitant nod. Her eyes stayed huge and shining, wide with fear, wonder, and a tiny spark of curiosity about what her trainer would do next. Her small claws flexed nervously against the ground.
…
I positioned myself between her spread legs. My hands slid around her soft, smooth thighs and gently lifted and parted them wider, revealing the soft cream-coloured skin surrounding her glistening slit.
Her tail had already drifted aside on its own, the bright flame at its tip flickering safely away from us so she wouldn't burn me.
As her legs opened further, a soft, shaky whimper slipped from her throat.
Every muscle tightened under my palms. She felt completely bare beneath me. Her slick folds glistened, flushed deep pink and swollen with heat.
Her wide blue eyes darted shyly between my face and my thick, veiny length hovering so close.
I leaned forward. The swollen head of my cock pressed right against her entrance. The broad tip kissed her outer lips, nestling naturally into the warm, slippery seam.
I didn't push in yet. Instead I began a slow, deliberate drag, rubbing upward until the ridge beneath my head nudged her swollen clit, then pulling back until the tip kissed her opening again.
A shaky, needy "Char…~♡" slipped from her lips every single time.
Her narrow hips jerked upward instinctively. Her thighs quivered hard each time I eased back.
It's rubbing right there… tingly… hot… It feels… good… strange…
Her sensitive clit caught repeatedly on that thick ridge. Each brush sent visible tremors through her small body. Her tail flame flared brighter for a moment before flickering wildly.
More wetness welled up with every slow stroke. Soon my entire shaft glistened with her hot arousal. Thin strings of it connected us every time I pulled away.
The lewd wet sound of skin sliding through her drenched folds filled the air between our ragged breathing.
I kept the rhythm agonizingly slow, teasing circles around her entrance, nudging just enough to let her feel the coming stretch, then retreating again.
Fuck… she's so tiny and cute… My perfect innocent little Charmander. You're already making me so hard and I haven't even started ruining you yet…
"Char…?" Is it supposed to feel like this…? she seemed to ask herself.
A soft, trembling whimper slipped past her lips. Her breath came uneven, chest rising and falling as warmth spread deeper through her lower body.
Why does my body want it inside so badly… even though it's scary…? Is it even supposed to go inside…? Char…?
Her brows knit together in adorable confusion and a quiet moan escaped before she could stop it.
Her fingers curled weakly against the ground, face flushed deep orange as another shaky breath left her.
"Char…?" she murmured under her breath, voice soft and unsteady, caught between embarrassment and a strange, growing need she didn't understand at all.