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281 – Sushi Tasting Platter (18+)

281 – Sushi Tasting Platter (18+)

Finding Mahi and Holly in the busy room had been pretty easy. Holly might be working on reigning in her sex drive, but this was a bunny girl stripclub. Absolutely nobody would blame her for indulging, and Holly was indulging. She had a gorgeous brunette bent over a table, the brown fuzzy bunny ears on her headband bouncing about wildly as she was absolutely railed from behind. The woman's short dress hadn't even been taken off; it was bunched up around her waist, and a pair of frilly silk white panties were torn and hanging off the edge of the table she was clinging to for dear life. Holly gripped the girl's tussled hair, pulling her head back as she pounded her with firm thrusts. The blue ball at Holly’s tail rolled along the woman’s bare spine, swirling with frothing water.

Her half-lidded eyes and parted lips painted a vivid picture of pleasure. Her moans and whimpers coming between exhausted puffing breaths. She'd clearly already orgasmed once or twice, and she looked to be about to do so again, her whole body shivering and trembling in Holly's grasp.

"Don't hold back, sweetie," the mousey Pokémon said, stroking her fingers over the gasping woman's throat. "Be a good bunny and cum for me again."

Mahi sat nearby, uninvolved but enthralled, sipping from a glass filled with swirling golden liquid. She sipped slowly from it as they watched the show and looked absolutely enthralled. Blahaj had said Water Types loved getting emotional responses, and there was no doubt the woman Holly was pounding was having a strong one as she got her brains scrambled. Her thrusts picked up speed, and so did the woman's whimpers until they broke into one continuous pleading wail. She outright begged the Marill to make her cum again, and with a satisfied grin, Mahi took a sip of her drink and finally caught Brandy's eyes.

They'd buried their rivalry the last time they'd met, and so Brandy didn't immediately fear the glimmer of mischief in the Goldeen's beautiful blue eyes.

"You've missed a good show," Mahi said with a smirk, tipping her glass towards Holly.

The blue-haired Marill had stopped thrusting, the crackling blue ball on the end of her tail digging into the base of the woman's spine. It was like the touchpaper to a cannon, the woman crying out in pure ecstasy and arching her back so far Holly had to push down on her shoulders to stop her folding herself in half. Her arms were shaking, struggling to keep her upright, and then, with a heaving sigh, she flopped forward with a crash onto the table. The impact spilled a few drinks as the glasses bounced, but it took only a swirl of Mahi's hands to catch all the drinks and direct them back into the small forest of glasses she'd collected.

"Holly," Mahi said, "Aftercare time. Treat her nicely; maybe she'll be up for another round."

"Fuck, I doubt it." Sparky grinned. "I know that slackjawed look from Brandy, her brain is cooked."

"I'm not just a fucking machine these days," Holly grinned as she lay back on the sofa, still hilted in the bunny girl waitress. She clung weakly to Holly's side, nuzzling her face into Holly's electric blue hair. "A bit of Helping Hand and some sweet hydrating kisses, and I can bring women back from the dead."

"That's a nice trick," Sparky said. "My kisses just make ladies melt."

"Why don't you teach her, Holly?" Brandy said, pushing Sparky forward. In the spotlight, she was Mahi, and Holly finally sized her bug up. It was hard not to notice her evolution: taller, curvier, and fluffier. The extra arms and eyes were a big giveaway too. "I wanted a chat with you both."

"Oh well fuck, get in here with me then!" Holly said, the ball on her tail thumping the space on the sofa beside her. "If you can even fit with all those arms. When did you join the tall bitches club?"

"At the Water Gym. Pipsqueak," Sparky grinned. They were just playing at fighting, as bad as each other. "Want to see what four hands can do?"

"You're on!" Holly nodded. "Bet they're still not as good as one tail."

"Well," Mahi said. "While those two have fun. Share a drink with me, Brandy?"

"Aren't you smart," Mahi said, snuggling up to Brandy's side. It was a cute gesture and yet had a tantalizing threat to it that all the sharks Brandy had met today would be envious of. "What's a clever trainer like you need to pick me brain about?"

"Team building," Brandy said, giving Mahi a very experimental squeeze to her side. So weird, yet she did fit nicely into Brandy's side, her red hair draped along Brandy's arm. "I missed out on you, but I do want someone who can push me like you could have. Also good against Rock Types. Maybe, not quite as mean?"

"Mmmm." Mahi fluttered her eyes. "You don't like mean? I swear you'd learn to enjoy it."

"I'll pass," Brandy said, kissing Mahi on the nose. "You're not as mean as you act anyway."

"Wow," Mahi sniffed, "My reputation is ruined. But you really should try it out, make sure you enjoy being pushed around by someone who aggressively wants to get her way."

"Someone like you?" Brandy snorted. "Nice try."

"Oh no," Mahi grinned. "I suggested this place to help Holly evolve, but Maple can't shut up about you. So I do know you like the bunny girls Brandy Joyce, and I've had my eyes on a few. You want to try someone who'll push you, I've the perfect lop ear to give you a test run."

Sexy. Aggressive. Bunny Girl. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

Mahi's gentle laughter was a good sign that Brandy hadn't kept her face as straight as she'd liked, but she wasn't about to admit it.

"I could... try her out." Brandy said, "Just to see if I like it."

"You good with this Sparky?"

"Can she be mean to me too?"

"I think she'll manage." Mahi said with an evil glint in her eye. "Oh this is going to be a treat."