Chapter 0 - No, this, is my destiny

Contains: Femdom, MILF, Mature, Incest, Anal, Feminization, Sissification, Gender-bend, Dub-Con into Con, Mind break
(Ash is of age in this – adjust ages regarding his travels accordingly in your head)




The sun shone brightly, casting Pallet Town in its light. The atmosphere surrounding the idyllic little town was peaceful, interrupted only by a small flock of Pidgey flying overhead, cooing all the while, whilst a small few citizens were mulling about their day, some children playing with young Rattata's, and in the far corner of the town, at Professor Oak's laboratory, many pokemon were lounging around as they were attended to by the aides. 

Inside one house that resided just within the town, in between the town centre itself and the laboratory that was situated at the very edge, sat a somewhat despondent Ash Ketchum. He had just returned from the Unova region, having done, in his opinion, horribly in the league tournaments, especially after doing so well in Sinnoh previously. His pokemon, including Pikachu, were all over at Professor Oak's lab getting checked out and becoming acquainted with his other pokemon, and he... well, he didn't know what to do next, his mind a whirling, chaotic mess of thoughts.     

He had thought about going to explore Kalos, having recently seen some information about some of the unique pokemon over there that caught his interest, but at the same time, part of him just wanted to rest at home, his dream of being the very best, of being a pokemon master not looking so great at the moment.

So lost in his own, brooding thoughts, he never saw his mother walk into his room, her bright, cheery smile morphing into a slight frown as she saw Ash sitting there, somewhat morosely, so unlike his normal energetic self. 

“Ash? Is something the matter, sweetheart?” 

Ash startled slightly at Delia's voice, his head swivelling to hers, a small smile crossing his lips as he looked at his mother. She was incredibly beautiful, easily matching some of the most attractive women in the world like Cynthia, Lorelei or Sabrina; long auburn hair falling down and framing a gorgeous face, with equally brown, warm eyes that looked at him. She was wearing a bright orange summer dress, something she often wore during the summer, and it was just tight enough on her body to give a hint to her voluptuous figure, yet still look respectable. But Ash didn't really notice this, for she was just his beautiful, caring, loving mother, and there was no human more important to him than her.  

“Yeah, mum, I just... I don't know what to do next.” He replied, his eyebrows drawn together in a frown. 

Delia pursed her lips. “Why don't you stay home for a while? You always return home and then set out again almost instantly on your travels... perhaps you can stay home with me for a while? We can have some fun together!”  Her eyes visibly brightened at the idea. 

A hesitant smile spread across Ash's lips, one that slowly turned more genuine as he thought about it. It had been a while since he had just been home and relaxed, and spent time with his mother. “I guess that would be alright.”

Delia clapped her hands together, a beautific smile upon her gorgeous face. “Wonderful!”

/-/-/-/-/

Delia let out a small sigh as she stretched her arms, having finished gardening for the day and started heading back inside, her mind focussed on various matters. It had been a few weeks since Ash decided to stay home for a while, and whilst she had greatly enjoyed having her son stay at home instead of rushing off on another journey, she was both concerned and also starting to get a little... frustrated. 

Not only was Ash still somewhat brooding and despondent, something she didn't know how to help him with other than to simply be there for him, she herself had gotten used to having an empty home and being able to... take care of herself whenever she felt like it, but now, she couldn't. 

She let out a brief sigh as she walked upstairs, briefly checking herself out in one of the downstairs mirrors. She had been wearing her usual pink blouse and purple skirt combination today, and she smiled upon seeing herself in the mirror. Her skin had a healthy, tan complexion to it, from countless hours spent working in the garden. Her auburn hair was done up in a Ponyta-tail, a few loose bangs falling forward and framing her face. Her hands came up to cup her large breasts, briefly weighing them in her hands before she let them drop, admiring the bounce they made – even at her age, she had little sag, her tits just as full and firm as they had been over fifteen years ago. Her hands ran down, tracing the curvature of her hips, before resting on her arse, her head tilting as she looked at it in the mirror, before smiling at herself and continuing on upstairs. She looked good for her age, something she was proud of.  

It was as she was walking past Ash's room that she slowed to a halt, eyebrows furrowing as she tilted her head slightly. She could hear small moans coming from his room, almost as if he were in pain from a stomach ache or something similar, so she decided to knock on his door and go inside, not hearing the startled exclamation Ash made as she opened the door.
 
“Ash, sweetie? What's wrong? I can hear you...” her warm voice trailed off as her eyes went wide at what she was seeing. 
   
“Mum!” Ash let out a high-pitched squeak, scrambling to cover up.

Delia's jaw slackened dropped almost comically, mouth opening wide as she continued to look at the scene in front of her. Her son was on his bed, entirely naked, his scrawny body on full display before her, one hand wrapped around his, frankly, tiny dick, his other hand fisting the sheets around his arse. He was still struggling to cover up, his feet having gotten caught in his duvet, when a small giggle left her lips involuntarily, and he froze, almost as if he had been struck by an Ice-beam.   

Despite her son being towards the end of his teenage years, despite the years of travelling and adventures with pokemon he had experienced, she realised that he was still so small – in both respects, she thought, biting her lip to muffle another giggle. He had hardly grown, in fact the only thing about him that had seemed to have grown was his hair, now longer, and not as spiky as before. Laying there in such a manner... well, if she didn't know him, she would have assumed he was a girl aside from the obvious, he just looked so... feminine, and Delia was startled by just how right that thought felt, by just how right, how appropriate it was that Ash seemed more like a girl than boy. 
 
What she couldn't explain, however, was the rush of heat that shot through her at the sight of him laying there, his wide brown eyes staring at her, hand still wrapped around his prick. Nor could she explain the rapid, lustful, dark thoughts that enveloped her mind at the sight, even as she found herself walking towards him somewhat teasingly; it was as if she had been controlled by a psychic of some kind, the way she sauntered towards him, the way her thoughts turned so sinful regarding her own son yet she felt no disgust at these thoughts, only a wicked delight – some part of her had always wanted a daughter after all, a good little girl, and it seemed like the opportunity to gain one had just sprung into her lap.

“Well,” she purred, a coy smile etching across her lips. “This is a surprise, Ash.” 

“I-I, a-aaah, mum!” He stuttered a few times, still unable to process that his mother had seen him, that she's still looking at him in such a state. “W-what are you doing!”  
 
“Well,” she spoke, her tone coquettish, her body shifting as she sat down on his bed next to him, the slight movement sending her curves into gentle trembles that made Ash swallow a gulp. “I could hear small moaning and I thought you might be hurt...” her voice trailed off, before she locked gazes with him, lips curling into a small smirk, something far more teasing than her usual motherly smiles. “Yet here I find you masturbating... well, attempting too at least.” 

Ash was still frozen still, only able to lick his lips slightly. “I... I'm s-sorry mum, I...” his words trailed off as a furious blush overtook his cheeks. 

Delia merely waved her hand. “Oh baby, I didn't mean anything bad by it, it's perfectly natural!” Here, she tilted her head ever so slightly, her brown eyes flashing with something unidentifiable. “Well, you are rather small sweetheart... maybe something else might help instead?”

Fighting down the feeling that the humiliating, emasculating comment his mother made with an ease borne from performing in front of thousands in league conferences, though it didn't stop the blush that had bloomed on his cheeks, nor the small shudder that rocked his body, he squeaked. “S-something else? What do you mean?”  

Delia placed one of her hands on his shoulder, her thumb idly stroking in a circle. Her voice was light and airy as she spoke, “What I mean is... hm, perhaps it might be better if I showed you?” 

Ash bit his lip. He was still so confused and embarrassed about this whole situation, and wasn't entirely sure but... this was his mum. There was no human he trusted more. He looked up at her, never noticing the look in her eyes as she stared at his wide, open eyes, and he only saw a tender smile spread across her lips as he tentatively nodded.

Delia beamed, before she leaned in, her brown eyes darkening with intent as Ash began to breath a little quicker. She tenderly pressed her lips against Ash's, a moment's hesitation flitting through her as she thought about what she was doing, how it was wrong to do this with her son, before a dark, lustful thrill swept through her once again, the kiss slowly becoming firmer and more intent. Lips squished together, forming a tight, velvety seal as Delia easily controlled the kiss, something that Ash seemed to happily give into, tilting her head ever so slightly and deepening the kiss, her soft, plump lips consuming his own, leaving him mewling into her mouth under her actions, as she coaxed small moans from him.  

Delia slowly pulled back, looking at Ash panting lightly, his eyes scrunched shut. Her brown eyes gleamed as she purred, her voice coy and light. “Did you like that, Ash?”

Ash swallowed thickly, his wide eyes darting all over his mother's face, completely unprepared for what she just did, even as he focussed on her lips, only just realising how... plump they were. “Mum, I- wh, what?”

A coy smile spread across her lips as she flicked her eyes down. “It seems like you did.” 

A blush spread across Ash's face, his body burning so much that it was as if he were on Cinnabar Island near the volcano instead of at his home, as he glanced down and saw his erect dick pulsing, so very hard, just from that sensual, dominant kiss.

Delia lifted up her blouse, tearing it off with ease, revealing that she was wearing no bra today, and as a result,showing  her large, doughy breasts, the bountiful pair of tits bouncing directly in front of Ash's eyes. Ash gulped once again, his cock twitching as he looked upon his mother's gravity-defying tits, his mouth watering as he focussed on the hard, pink nipples that capped each breast with the same intensity he used in pokemon battling, as he leant forward towards them, only to hear a light giggle as his mother gently pushed his head back.   

“Not yet, dear,” Delia purred, “just sit back and relax, be a good boy for me.” 

Ash shuddered as she spoke, biting his lip, nodding lightly.

Delia gently pushed him back so that he was laying down on the bed, before leaning down and kissing down his neck, her hand still rubbing circles on his shoulder, leaving him moaning from what she was doing, before she went further down and kissed his nipples, her hands now cupping underneath them as if they were the crest of a lovely pair of breasts. 

“Mmmmmhmm,” Ash moaned, heat and lust rushing through his body at his mother's soft yet firm actions.
 
Delia moved her head back up, pressing her lips against Ash's own once again, as her hands trailed down, moving his own aside and gently teasing the base of his dick, her thumb stroking up the shaft, making Ash jump at the sensation.  

She pulled away again, his cock trapped between two fingers of her left hand as she slowly moved them up and down, leaving him writhing under her tender ministrations. She bent down, whispering into his ear, her voice as sweet as sin, the tone so wildly different from anything Ash had heard from her before that he couldn't help but want to give in, just to hear that seductive voice. “Such a cute little cock, Ashy,” fingers alternating between stroking quickly and slowly, “but this is never going to please a woman.” 
  
Despite the soft, sultry tone she whispered the words, Ash's eyes still shot wide open, hurt filling them as he looked at her gorgeous face, a teasing, sly expression looking back, as embarrassment and humiliation coursed through him. He opened his mouth to speak, when Delia spoke again. “But that's okay... there's other ways for you to receive pleasure from a woman... do you trust me, Ashy?” 

Her fingers hadn't stopped at all, and Ash could only nod, breathless and whimpering, his moans distinctly unmanly. Despite her humiliating words, this was his mum, of course he trusted her. 
 
Delia grinned, sly and wicked as she sat up, and knelt between his legs, moving them as far apart as possible. One hand stayed wrapped around his dick, whilst the other gently traced Ash's arsehole, lightly touching the soft, almost rubbery edges of his hole. She let out a considering hmm, before bringing that hand up to Ash's mouth, placing it upon his lips. He didn't even hesitate, his head and body still swimming with lust and want, opening his lips as she stuck her fingers inside his mouth, his tongue lathering them in his saliva, before she pulled them back out, a pleased expression on her face as she lowered them back down to his hole, when, without any warning, she inserted two of her fingers as deep as she could into Ash's sphincter, as her other hand started to slowly jerk up and down his small, Diglett-dick once again.

“O-ohhhh, hnngggh!” Ash gasped at the feeling of his rectum being probed by his mother's fingers, his back arching off the bed slightly at the sensation, even as her other hand tugged at his shaft. He bit his lip, his hand clenching the sheets as dozens of different, chaotic desires swam through his mind. The way Delia pumped her fingers inside his arsehole was... it was something else, something so delightful that his mind couldn't help but adore the sensations it gave him.

“That's it sweetheart,” Delia cooed, fingers pumping in and out of his anal passage at a rapid pace, her other hand slowly jerking up and down. “Oh, look at how much you like this, Ashy~” she whispered, watching, feeling his twitching dick in her other hand as she worked it back and forth, watching the way his face twisted into different expressions of need, of pleasure, the way his eyebrows furrowed as gasps of pleasure escaped his lips. She needed him to feel more pleasure from his arsehole, so that her dark, lustful thoughts could come to fruition, but also because the part of her that was a loving mother also thought that this was truly the best way for Ash to realise how he should cum, to erupt in pleasure.

“O-ohhhh Mew! My, my arse!” Ash squealed, the pleasure he was feeling was beyond anything he had felt before – he never even knew just how good it felt having his bum played with in such a manner, his face twisted in a rictus of euphoria. “So, hnngh, good!”

Delia giggled, before cooing as Ash writhed, moaned and mewled under her soft, silken touch. “That's a good boi, Ash,” she purred, a slight inflection on the word boy, an implication that Ash only just heard in his lustful delirium, and yet all it did was make him moan harder. “Let your mummy milk your little cock, milk, milk away, let out your little cummies.” She cooed, the fingers she had up his tight little arse rummaging around, driving him even further to feverish heights of pleasure that he had never felt before at the combined stimulation of his cock and arse. 

'It's sho, soo good! My arse, oh, hnnnngh, I didn't even realise that I could feel this good!'

It was too much for Ash. “Mum, I, I, cummMMINNGG!” He gasped, his cock twitching wildly in Delia's hand as he came, his body shaking as if he had just been hit by Pikachu's Thunder. Several small spurts of watery jizz shot out of his dick, landing over Delia's hand, the gorgeous woman smiling as it did so, feeling his arse clenching around her fingers with an almost vacuum-like suction as he moaned pleasurably, his mind awash with such euphoric sensations. 
 
Slowly, she withdrew her fingers from his gripping arse, whilst whispering almost playfully to him at the same time. “Look at how you mewled and moaned, so cute~❤. Wasn't that so much better sweetheart? Didn't you prefer this? Having your adorable little hole played with and stretched rather than your little dick? Having mummy plunder your arse? Don't you want this to continue happening? There is so much pleasure I can give you, if you listen to mummy~”

Ash could only moan in agreement, his head a chaotic flurry of pleasure and feverish lust, his body laying on the bed a sweaty mess, gasping for breath as if he'd just ran to Viridian Town again. His thoughts were unorganised, his vision slightly blurred, all he could focus on was the raw pleasure that his mother had just given him, of his tight rump being stretched and stuffed by her slick, slithering fingers that had pumped into him with a pace and firmness that brought on ruinous gratification. 
 
“Good boy Ashy, good boi. Now, let's deal with this nasty boy cummies before I'll go and get some things that will help you,” Delia cooed, her voice soft and motherly, a tone of voice that Ash found himself subconsciously responding to in agreement. She lifted the hand that he had spewed over up to his lips, and he opened his mouth automatically, not even realising in his dizzy state that he was licking up his own cum, something that made Delia grin a little as she looked on fondly. 

“Now, lay here baby, rest and recover, I'll have the things for you by the time you wake up.” 

With that, she got up, pulling the sheets over his still-panting form, ensuring her breasts dangled in front of his eyes, before turning around and walking out, a sway to her hips that Ash noticed even as his vision went dark from exhaustion.

/-/-/-/-/

It had been a couple of weeks since then, and Ash had yet to leave on his travels, his pokemon still happy to be at the ranch connected to Professor Oak's lab. Ever since his mother had stretched his arsehole, it was like he had become awash with hormones; he was constantly hard, constantly asking his mother to finger his arse, never noticing how his body was changing as his mind was so filled with lust and sheer want.  

Delia grinned upon entering his room once again, looking at Ash laying on the bed, utterly naked once again, his eyes pleading for her. Over the course of the week, she had been feeding him specialised Ditto cells with his food and drink. She didn't really know how they worked, having not kept up with the science behind them, just that it was something to do with their cells and their inborn ability to change forms to whatever the Ditto desired, and that the scientists behind it managed to mesh it with human DNA, or something along those lines, but the results were... incredible.
 
His short, dark hair had grown longer, silkier and more lustrous, reaching down past his shoulders. His face had slowly transformed, becoming more feminine, his facial features more delicate – a cute little nose, plumper lips and his eyes had become brighter, even more expressive and inviting, framed by thicker lashes. His body had also changed, much like his facial features it became decidedly more feminine, his waist thinning as his hips seemed to widen, his arse becoming thicker and softer at the same time, but the most obvious change was his chest – two ample, perky, teardrop-shaped breasts had started to develop, each capped by puffy, pink nipples; not that Ash seemed to notice such change in himself, having been attributed it to just eating more since he's been home; instead focussed more on the rampant lust and constant horniness he had been experiencing, his thoughts constantly spiralling deeper, wanting more of the senseless bliss his mum had given him. 

Delia licked her lips, before cooing. “Hello Ashy,” she purred, her voice dripping with sin.

“I, aahhh~, mum, help me, please?” Ash gasped out, his voice high and breathy.

Delia grinned. Over the past couple of weeks, throughout Ash's transformation as he became closer to what she thought he truly was, she had constantly played with his arse, pumping it with her fingers, making him addicted to the exquisite pleasure it brought him, had often degraded him in a motherly fashion, calling him a 'good little boi' and more, often making him moan out just how much he loved his 'mummy playing with his arse.'

This time, however, it was going to be different. It was time for the next phase; getting him addicted to her.

“Not this time baby – well, at least, not yet. You'll have to do something for me first...” 

Ash's eyes widened, his need palpable, before he bit his lip and nodded. “What do you need me to do?” He blurted out. 

Delia giggled coyly, before she took hold of her clothes and slowly started to remove her garments. Before long, she had completely stripped before Ash's very eyes, the sight leaving him breathless with awe as he looked upon the beautiful form of his mother. She was the very pinnacle of motherhood, her breasts just as large and inviting as they had been the last time he had gazed upon them, but it was lower portion of her body his eyes drifted too. A thin waist tapered into unbelievably wide hips, that flowed into long, toned legs. She did a quick turn, allowing Ash to see her fat, bouncing arse, so very large and thick, ending the spin and sitting down before spreading her legs, causing Ash's vision to gaze at what lay betwixt her thighs. Ash looked at the very essence of Delia's womanhood, licking her lips at the sight of his mummy's dripping cunt as his pulse raced and his dick twitched. Her pink folds glistened, the flowery petals beckoning him as if he had been hit with Attract. 

“You want to give mummy pleasure too, don't you, Ashy?” She purred.

Ash opened his mouth to speak, before pausing, looking down at his twitching dick, then looking back up and rapidly nodding, scrambling over to where she sat on the edge of the bed, getting off it and kneeling down in front of her. He gazed up at her as his head moved closer, his nostrils flaring as her womanly musk seeped into his brain, ensnaring his senses.   

Tentatively, his tongue flicked out, giving one long lick as he tasted his mummy's quim, hearing a pleasant groan escape  her lips. It didn't take long before he started to get into the rhythm of it, his licking motions becoming more feverish, more frantic as he hungrily ate away, lapping up her feminine nectar with every swish of his tongue. The clumsy licks becoming firmer, more insistent and hungrier, each moan of encouragement only further bolstering him, swells of joy cascading over him as he devoured her sopping cunt, his body filled with desire as he feasted upon her snatch with all the energy of a Lickitung slurping up a drink. 

“Mmmm~ that's it sweetheart~!” Right, hnnggghh, there!” Delia moaned out encouraging words of praise as Ash continued to dive into her dripping cunt with the energy he was so used to summoning whilst battling. His tongue was buried deep within Delia's sopping petals, licking at her vaginal walls with hungry, lapping motions, her juices coating his mouth. 

Delirium engulfed him as he licked and sucked, feeling his mother's thick thighs wrapped around his head, her shameless moans of pleasure echoing around the room in tandem with the sloppy, wet shlick-shlick sounds that he was making as he ate her out, slurping away with potent intensity.

“Oh yes, baby! Mmmm, by Arceus that's good!” Delia moaned.

Pleasure tore through Delia, her body tensing as she felt herself approaching nirvana. Ash's wriggling tongue devoured her snatch, it lapped at the warm, wet folds of her quim at the same time as his nose pressed firmly against her clitoris, bringing her ever closer and closer to completion as she practically grinded upon his face, and soon, it was too much, as she let out a cry of orgasmic rapture, her juices flowing freely and covering Ash's face as she rode out her orgasm, her toes clenching and chest heaving.  

Eventually, she relaxed, releasing Ash from the tight, Krabby-esque grip her thighs had formed around his head, letting a long, luxurious groan out as she did so. “Mmmm,” she purred, “that was lovely. Now, would you like mummy to make you cum again, sweetie?”

Ash looked up at her, his face covered in her feminine nectar, nodded. “Puh~pleaseee!” He pleaded, as he got up and turned around before laying on the bed, immediately lifting his hips, showing off his plumper, more pillowy arse-cheeks, transformed just as much from the treatment she had been giving him as the rest of his body – he knew that it was from his rump that he gained the most pleasure from, after all.

Delia grinned, her fingers immediately tracing lightly around his pink, puckered hole, drawing a lusty whine from Ash, before slowly entering once more, fingering him at the same, tortuously slow speed of a Slowpoke, coaxing each and every wanton mewl from Ash that she could.

Delia kept this up for a good few minutes, before speaking again, a coy expression on her face. “You're doing so good sweetie, infact, I think you're a good girl, aren't you, Ashley? Are you going to cum for mummy, my good little girl?'

Ash's eyes shot open at her words, brown orbs wide with lust even as chaotic thoughts rushed through his brain, his mind protesting his words as he opened his mouth to speak. “I'm not, hnnngh~ not a girl!” He gasped, his voice breathy.

Delia stopped fingering his anal passage, her visage turning stern. She pulled him up from the prone position he was laying in, turning him over so he lay across her legs, his arse on her lap. She gave him no warning as one hand reached up, before slamming back down, slapping his arse like a Snorlax slaps its stomach.

SMACK! 

SMACK!

Ash let out a high-pitched squeal with each impact, having not expecting it at all. With each hit, his doughy cheeks turned red, hand-prints becoming visible, yet even as pain shot through him, he could feel his body tensing, could feel his orgasm approaching, the pain only adding to the pleasure he was already experiencing.  

Delia, whilst admiring the jiggle Ash's arse-cheeks experienced with each hit, seemed to sense this, because with her other hand, she reached down and she gripped his little dick between her fingers tightly, admonishing him. “I'm not going to let you cum baby, not until you admit what you are. You're a sissy, you're my good, beautiful little girl. This little clitty won't be cumming until you say it, I won't finger your little boi-pussy until you do.”

Ash was unable to deny all the pleasure he had felt over the past couple of weeks from his mum fingering his arse, and as he raised his head he caught sight of himself in the mirror, his eyes widened as he saw his visage – he... he really was a beautiful girl. Unable to deny the sensations that had swept through him from his mother's treatment, unable to deny what he saw so blatantly in the mirror, and with the sheer need to cum again, something in his mind seemed to snap as she squealed, “Yessss! I'm a sissy! I'm your good little girl ❤mummy❤!”     

Delia smiled at this, knowing that she finally had her dream daughter, knowing that Ash would be much happier now, and even as her hand gently teased his little dick-clit, her other hand resumed fingering her sissy fuckhole, at a much faster, more frenetic pace. “Good girl,” she purred, her voice thick with lust, “my good little Ashley.”

Ashley didn't last long, having been so worked up that it took very little time for her to cum, great swells of pleasure crashing over her as she lay across her mummy's lap, the ecstasy she felt, alongside accepting that she was a good little girl, seemingly far too much for her as she slipped into unconsciousness.

Delia merely smiled, her eyes flashing with joy, love and sin, as she picked up her daughter and gently laid her on her bed, before getting up and walking out of the room, her grin widening as she thought of what would come soon.

/-/-/-/-/

Delia grinned as Ashley walked into her room. It had been a few days since her daughter had admitted the truth to herself, and everything was so much better. She looked much better than the thin, scrawny boy she had been, she looked so much more... comfortable. She watched her daughter walk around the room, dressed in nothing but lacy lingerie that Delia herself had picked out for her, black panties resting over smooth legs, whilst her ample tits were constrained by a lacy bra.  Delia bit her lip as she looked over her Ashley's new body in such feminine clothing, she couldn't hold back anymore, not when there was one last thing to do to ensure Ashley was truly hers in every way. 

“Come over here sweetie, mummy will make you feel so good,” she purred, her eyes glittering with love and lust.

“Yes mummy,” Ashley chirped adoringly, biting her plump lip needily as she walked over. She hadn't even thought about her pokemon at all recently; she only knew her mother was taking care of them, not what she was saying to them or anything along those lines. Nor had she thought about going out to travel a new region, no, all she had thought about recently was pleasuring her buxom mummy and being her good little sissy daughter.
 
Delia had covered her lap when Ashley had come in, and when Ashley had moved closer, the gorgeous older woman gestured her to kneel. It was a command she followed without hesitation, her eyes looking up enquiringly at her mother, only to gasp as Delia removed the blanket that covered her lap and revealed what was there. Instead of the glistening pink folds she had been expecting to see, Ashley instead saw an enormous, Rapidash-esque strap-on cock, one that Delia wasted no time in laying across Ashley's face, groaning softly at the feeling of her lips pressed against it. It was a special strap-on; a part of a series of sex toys designed by Elesa and Skyla from Unova in conjunction with Sabrina, the Kantonian psychic gym-leader. It was designed primarily for lesbians, like Elesa and Skyla, who wanted extra fun when in bed – it allowed the wearer to experience what it was like to have a dick, the sensations experienced and so on, transmitted directly to the brain by psychic energy - Delia didn't fully understand how it worked, but honestly, she didn't really care either, she was just happy that it did work.  

“Be a good girl, baby, and suck.” Delia crooned, though the command was evident in her tone.

Delia moaned as her daughter craned her mouth open wide, tongue lolling out and wrapped her lips around the end of the cock, before sucking hard, gagging loudly around the fat cock. The gorgeous mother marvelled at the sight of her daughter, with her jaw stretched and her cheeks hollowed as she sloppily sucked on the plastic cock, brown eyes shimmering with happy tears as soft glrrrchh's and gllrrccck's echoed around the room. 

Drool and spittle kept the shaft well lubricated as it slid in and out of Ashley's throat, the younger girl's mind a haze of lust and debauchery as she gagged and choked on cock, moaning dumbly around the thick shaft, which only served to vibrate Delia's strap-on cock in a sinfully pleasurable way, a groan of satisfaction leaving her lips as she felt it. 

“Mmm, that feels so good,” Delia purred, pumping her hips back and forth, listening to the glottal, wet sounds coming from Ashley as she continued to slowly fuck her daughter's face.

“Mmmmphh, glrrrccchkkk!” Ashley continued to let out muffled moans as she sucked, as she bobbed her head back and forth, determined to pleasure her mummy as much as possible. Her tongue wrapped around the hard shaft as she throated herself upon it, each gag practically massaging it. Her eyes watered, black spots entering her vision as she deprived herself of oxygen, inhaling nothing but her mother's musk, a scent as wonderful and intoxicating as any well-trained Roselia could produce. 
     
Delia let this treatment continue for a few more minutes, before she finally decided to proceed to the main event. She pulled out, the plastic cock slathered in saliva, leaving her sissy daughter inhaling great gasps of air, and simultaneously, she gently pulled up and then pushed Ashley onto her back, admiring the sight she made. She leant forward, gently pushing her legs to the side, the might and weight of the titanic rod parting her daughter's pillowy cheeks, the cock resting against Ashley's boipussy as she slowly rolled her hips, rubbing the dick up and down. One hand gently caressed her long black hair, the other stroking over ample breasts. Ashley looked up at her gorgeous mummy, standing over her like an ancient pokemon warlord ready to take their spoils, and couldn't help but let a slutty little whine escaped her pert lips, causing the older woman to grin before suddenly launching into action.

“O-uaaaaahhHHHH!” Ashley yelled, her eyes rolling in her head as Delia's thick, fat cock began to sink into her little hole. Even with how much her wonderful mum had been stretching it recently, there was still slight resistance; it was still a tight fit, leaving her gasping and mewling, whilst at the same time it left the gorgeous older woman moaning at how tight it felt.  
   
Ashley shrieked in raw delight, head rolling as she was finally fucked by her mother. The feelings rushing through her were unexplainable, the pleasure that coursed through her veins unbelievable. Delia slowly begun to increase the speed of her thrusts, watching with delight as her daughter's body bounced and trembled whilst being impaled by her cock, her ample tits shaking pleasingly. Some deep, darker part of her even found enjoyment in watching (what used to be, back when Ash was her son and not what she truly is - her good little girl), his old, unremarkable dick twitch and flop around in excitement as she slammed forward, over and over, continuing to utterly, lovingly, re-arrange and mould her anus into her private fuckhole. 

“MuummMMMYYY❤! SHOOO BIGGGGG! YOUR CUHHH~CAWWWK IS SO DEEEEEP INSIDE MEE!”

“That's it baby, you feel so good~” Delia groaned, pounding away, inch after inch of cock sinking in and out at a pace that could rival an Arcanine, as something primal, animalistic and hungry swept over her. Her daughter's tight little hole felt exquisite, great tides of pleasure crashing over her at the same time as Ashley's body tensed, already so close to climaxing.   
 
“Ooooh~waahh! Oh Arceus, mummy I'm, hngghh, cummiNNGGG!” Ashley gasped breathlessly, an undulating cry of rapture, her body quivering and clenching tightly around the dildo stretching her fuckhole, Delia continuing to slam forward with deep, firm strokes. Ashley shook and mewled as she experienced a furious orgasm, something deep and primal erupting within her. Her body spasmed around her mummy's cock, twitching and shaking, suffusing her entire body with such pleasurable euphoria that it was akin to stretching out her body after a long day travelling, only the feeling was magnified a hundred-fold. 

Delia didn't waste any time, not giving her a moments rest from her mind-breaking orgasm, easily picking her little girl up and turning her around so that she rested on her arms and knees, presenting her bubbly arse for Delia's eyes to feast upon. Without any warning, she buried her cock deep inside once again, a long cry of rapture that tore from Ashley's escaping her lips as Delia slammed into her from behind. Even as she began to fuck her, her hands came down upon those round cheeks, slapping them with a fervent passion that only added to the mind-shattering euphoria Ashley was undergoing. 
  
“Muhh~mummy, puh-leeeeseee, ❤MOREEEEE!❤” She squealed, spittle flying from her mouth, pure, unbridled ecstasy flooding Ashley's body as her mummy plowed into her, a thrill far more potent than any pokemon battle could ever give her crashing over her body and mind.  

“Such a good girl,” Delia cooed, breathless with exertion, “such a good,

WHAM!

Slutty,

WHAM! WHAM!

GIRL!”

WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!    

Their bodies collided against each other noisily, Delia rutting into Ashley in much the same manner as a Tauros mounting another in heat, driving the younger girl into yet another spine-straightening analgasm, bliss and ecstatic euphoria having broken her mind as she tightened constantly around the thick shaft that was pounding her over and over. She could feel what her mummy called her little clitty spewing forth again and again as ravenous delight engulfed her, warbling cries of rapture escaping her lips as she came harder than before. 

'Muh~mummy's shooo great! I'm mummy's guhh~good little girl~❤', 

Hours seemed to pass, and all Ashley knew was lips, tits, sweat and flesh, cock and worship. Ashley didn't think about visiting new regions, didn't think about searching far and wide, she didn't think about pokemon battling and becoming the very best – she didn't even think about pokemon, all her already-shattered mind could think of was being her mummy's good little girl, of being able to feel this all-encompassing ecstasy over and over, her face twisted in an almost comical aheago, her eyes wide open with fervent ardour, moaning wantonly without pause, having cum again and again, yet another effect that the ditto cells had had on her, allowing her to cum so often without pause. 

Delia herself could only groan and moan in appreciation, the psychic energies of the strap-on working perfectly as she felt how her daughter's arse would squeeze around the cock, her own pussy dripping with juices as she came closer and closer to cumming herself, the pleasure she was experiencing only causing her to ramp up her speed even more, desperate to reach that glorious peak she could feel coming. 

“O-ohhh!” Delia yelled, her orgasm crashing over her, her thrusts wild and uncontrolled as she experienced a furious, spine-tingling climax, her vision flashing white as gave one, long, hard thrust, burying herself deep within her beautiful daughter's fuckhole, gasping for breath as she let the pleasure flood through her. 

When she had recovered, Delia looked down at her little girl, smiling both lovingly with a touch of lust as she saw her exhausted, fucked-silly form, her eyes rolled into the back of her head, practically showing the whites of her eyes. But Delia wasn't done yet, not by a long shot, and as she moved Ashley around so that she now sat on Delia's lap, and started to bounce her up and down, with her hands on her hips, her perky breasts shaking and clapping in her face, all Ashley seemed cognizant enough to do was moan and keen like a wild pokemon, guttural, high-pitched cries of wanton ecstasy flying from her lips.  

Delia just smiled happily, knowing that this was the best thing that could have happened for the both of them.
  
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Having fucked Ashley constantly for the past couple of weeks, along with everything else, Delia could only smile as she looked at her beautiful, stacked, ditzy daughter, who was currently lapping at her folds with all the enthusiasm she once gave pokemon battling. Her pokemon were happy and content, cared for at the ranch, not even upset about not seeing their trainer as much - she was a far-cry from the boisterous, scrawny boy she had once been, so much so that Delia was certain none of her friends would even recognise her anymore. The Ditto cells had taken full effect, finally transforming what was a pathetic little dicklet into a gorgeous, tight pussy, something that Delia had taken great pleasure in de-flowering, her fuck-doll daughter's quim feeling wonderful around the strap-on. Letting out a sigh of gratification and contentment at the firm licking of her folds, she could only smile. What started all those weeks ago with a burst of sinful lust had transformed the both of them into something more, something much better and in Ashley's case, something far more right for her, the family of two coming together in a way that Delia could only describe as being the very best.        



