I Want To Lay the Very Best!

289 – Lorentz Free In Your Head

289 – Lorentz Free In Your Head

Morgan wanted to enjoy the party so badly.

The worst part was that she knew she was ruining it for herself. This was a celebration, and they had plenty to celebrate. They'd won their first tournament fight, she'd confessed her love to Brandy, and Sparky had evolved and was actually pretty darn hot-looking now. Not that Morgan was ever going to admit that.

They'd beaten a Mega Pokémon!

Sure, Sharpy hadn't been going all out on them, Morgan knew when someone was playing with their food and Sharpy had absolutely buttered them all up before taking a bite. Didn't matter. A Mega not trying very hard was still a massive step above what they should have been able to handle. They kept going into fights they should lose, and they kept winning. Beating the odds was Morgan's favorite thing, and Brandy had a knack for working people up to give their best.

The Dark part of Morgan loved it all. Sex, love, and close fights were the keys to any Pokémon's heart, and as a Pokémon she'd been eating good.

This party should have been a high point. A well-deserved victory lap. Everything was going great, and that was terrifying because Morgan could feel all this victory, something stirring deep inside her, slowly beginning to wake after being kept at bay for so long. A horrible beast, greedy, selfish, and so painfully smug. A part of her she absolutely despised, but a part of her nonetheless. She'd never shared these thoughts with someone before because they were poisonous. They could only drive people away. She hated them, and they were her thoughts!

Morgan couldn't start talking about it right away. Even in her own head, she was afraid to put a name to it all. She needed to feel safe, in control, and free to talk without judgment.

This actually made Tansy kind of perfect. Morgan had dipped into the dog Pokémon's thoughts and found that, unlike Morgan, Tansy wasn't hiding a thing. There were no secret desires buried in there, no sinister thoughts. She'd just smelled that Morgan was scared and wanted to comfort her. Simple as that. Morgan had used Foul Play to take on some of Tansy's manic thought patterns, which was probably why she was so incredibly introspective. Clear-headed thanks to Morgan, the Rockruff practically danced Morgan to her table. She was just so sure she could make Morgan feel better, and that was bringing Tansy a whole lot of joy.

As bad as Morgan felt right now, Tansy's good vibes were rubbing off on her a bit. So she wouldn't just unload on her and bring her mood down. This was going to be a constructive conversation, no teasing. She'd take Tansy's advice and carefully consider every an-

Oh shit. Were those twins?

Tansy's table was absolutely stacked with drinks, and it was not the only stacked thing waiting for them. Two bunny girls were sitting side by side at the table, each drinking through a straw from a glass planted firmly in the other's very generous cleavage. They looked absolutely identical, right down to their bunny girl outfits and the long hair that swept all the way down to their waists. The only difference was color; one had red-tinted hair, a red outfit, and bright red eyes, and the other matched all that with a vivid blue. Neither of them had a butt that could match the generous handful that was Tansy, but that just spoke to how alluring the idea of getting between these two was that Morgan didn't care.

They'd stopped drinking the second Morgan and Tansy approached and were now looking Morgan up and down with bedroom eyes.

"You must be the Morgan we've heard so much about," Red spoke first, licking her ruby-colored lips.

"Yes, the girl who can make a woman cum with just a look," Blue added. "Is it true Unovians don't let a woman out of bed until she's hit double-digit orgasms?"

Morgan could feel her resolve for constructive conversation fading really fast.

"That is true," Morgan said with a tweak of her hat. She knew Galarians had some pretty odd ideas about what her country was like, but she was more than happy to help spread good rumors. "They need to get a glass of water to keep up their strength after we've finished the foreplay."

The twins looked at each other, then both burst out in giggles. They held onto each other as they laughed, and Morgan could see the rings shining on their fingers. Those shining silvery bands were very similar in material to Sparky's choker. Magnetic wedding bands? Not twins, then; identical wives.

Nothing for it but to take the plunge.

"What if it was a mistake?"

"Mistake?" Tansy repeated the question, her head bobbing to the side, giving Morgan a confused side-eye. "You didn't lie, did you?"

"No, I love that red hot mess a lot." Morgan smiled, "More than even I realized. But the build-up to it was so strong. Every moment I didn't say filled me up so much that I felt my chest would burst."

"Big lover," Ruby cooed.

"Massive," Morgan said with a slap to Ruby's ass that mashed her into Tansy's fur. She took a deep breath and relaxed, rubbing her cheek against it. Pacified by how good the Rockruff was making her feel. "Having all that burning in my chest was... just..."

"Scary?" Tansy guessed.

"Exciting." Morgan finished. "We built up to this big moment, and it was beautiful, and I wouldn't change for anything and now. Now we're lovers. Now, there's nothing to hide."

"I don't get the issue," Tansy said. "I want to understand! But all this sounds good? Help silly me here to understand?"

"Don't hate me for this." Morgan said, "Just hear me out."

"Total understanding," Tansy nodded. "Oh wait, let me stop these two listening."

Morgan was curious how Tansy was going to do that, and the answer was delightful. She just bunched up both their bunny ears, put them in her mouth, and chewed. The pair melted into incoherent moaning puddles under the tender, dark-infused bites of a Rockruff. Tansy wiggled her eyebrows at Morgan to show she was ready.

"You're so cute," Morgan laughed. "So. Real talk. Fuck. Okay."

Morgan took a gulp to clear her throat and tried her best to look dead serious. She couldn't have Tansy take this the wrong way; she liked the rascally dog woman and really did want her to understand. This wasn't a joke; this was something that genuinely plagued her.

Fuck. It was so shitty, though. So painfully shitty.

"Tansy. I think I'm getting bored."