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"My my, that makes three to my one, Dawn, and in the course of only an hour and a half. Who would've thought you'd be so very sensitive?"

The girl in question was still riding out a pleasure-induced stupor however, and could not be bothered to process anything beyond the waves surging through her body. Her back was arched as much as her binds would allow, and little gasps continued issue from her throat.

As much as Cynthia wanted to savor the sight of a lover enjoying what she had provided, she knew that this romp had served a second purpose: Garchomp loved her meals salty and moist. The Champion felt no guilt for what she was about to do; Dawn had been selected by the voracious Pokémon long ago as a candidate for one of her rare human treats, and who was she to stop her closest ally from getting her fill? The girl hadn't been a total loss for her now, either. The innocent ones were always fun to tease and toy with, lacking any practical expectations for how an encounter should go.

Once she was ready to proceed, Cynthia began to untie the unsuspecting prey.

"I've got something interesting to show you when you're ready, Dawn. And by the way, while I suspect I already know the answer, how was your first time?"

Before she responded, Dawn sat up to stretch after spending so long in one place, making no effort to cover up any part of her glistening, youthful body.

"I feel… amazing. Strong, energetic, and… and just really happy. I should lose to you more often."

"Oh, you're not going to lose to me again."

"Ha, thanks for the vote of confidence." She hadn't caught the actual meaning of the statement, not that she had any reason to be suspicious.

"So, what did you want to show me?"

To answer, Cynthia pulled a Poké Ball from the belt mixed in among her discarded clothing and tossed it into the center of the room. In a flash of light, a familiar large, blue, and fierce-looking Pokemon appeared.

"CHOMP!" She punctuated her entrance by snapping her jaws together twice fast.

"Oh, your Garchomp. I saw plenty of her when I fought you though. Is there something I missed?"

The blonde woman had begun putting her bra and panties back on. "Nothing that you would actually see during a battle. More of an odd quirk. Show her your arm, if you will."
"My arm?" After some hesitation and a nod from Cynthia though, the young trainer acquiesced.

Garchomp drew closer at this, able to move freely thanks to the high ceiling, and began to sniff curiously at the presented limb. She opened her mouth wide, and was about to engulf hand and wrist when Dawn jerked away with a yelp, seeing the apparent intent of the Pokémon.

"Hey! Don't bite me. You have really sharp teeth. I could get hurt." Garchomp looked confused at this development.

"Oh, don't worry, Dawn. She knows not to use her teeth. They actually fold back, so she can swallow small prey whole. Trust me, she won't bite you. Just let her do her thing."
Both trainer and Pokémon looked to the Champion before their gazes returned to one another.

"Well… if you're sure she won't bite, I'll trust you, Cynthia." Once more, Dawn extended her arm, and this time Garchomp made no sudden movements that would scare the girl. She opened her mouth to show her teeth already safely folded away, and once Dawn seemed ready, the large creature moved her large maw forward to begin encompassing her meal at the wrist. Cynthia, now semi-decent, stood behind Dawn to reassure the cautious girl.
Dawn watched as the Pokémon closed its powerful jaws gently but firmly around her hand.

"Umm, ok. What am I supposed to beeAH! What is she doHAHA! Her tongue isSTOP THAT!" She quickly lost the ability to speak coherently as the tip of Garchomp's tongue began to explore her hand, searching for all the salty moisture it could find. It savored each digit individually as best it could, starting at the fingertip before sliding down the knuckles and wrapping the flexible muscle around the whole finger once it reached the base, before moving on to the next one.

Dawn tried to back away, but was now held in place from behind by Cynthia. She wore a light smile that put Dawn's mind at ease, or at least as much ease as she could have with her hand in the mouth of a carnivorous Pokémon.

"Garchomp really likes the taste of sweat, for some reason. Sweat and beautiful girls."
In her laughter, Dawn only processed the statement as a compliment, once again failing to detect any darker intent.

"Hee, can't I haah just take a shower ahhehe?"

Now Cynthia drew in to kiss the captive on the cheek. Garchomp took advantage of the distraction to slide forward, taking most of Dawn's forearm into her mouth in the span of a moment. The sudden change panicked the girl for a moment, but between the gentle licking and the comfort provided by Cynthia, she quickly recovered. Her fingers were just barely reaching a barrier now, probably the palate at the back of the mouth.

"Actually, it's starting to feel kind of nice. Like a massage, actually."

"Good, I'm glad. Garchomp seems to be enjoying herself as well. I bet she'd like to taste a bit more of you though, if you don't mind."

Dawn looked down to the Pokémon, now sucking on and licking her at the elbow. Her yellow eyes were focused intently on the girl she held, communicating her eagerness to continue.
"Sure, alright, she can keep going."

Cynthia nodded, and watched with Dawn as Garchomp began a steady advance, her fleshy palate folding back to allow further admission. Inch by slow inch of skin disappeared into the waiting mouth and throat, until she was forced to stop at the shoulder, where she started to inadvertently tickle Dawn again, this time stroking up and down her armpit and side in the search for more flavor. Once the accessible portion of the girl was as clean as possible, Garchomp released her grip and pulled slowly away. With her arm free, Dawn examined the strange saliva that had been left behind.

"It's oily to help large or oddly-shaped prey go down more easily." Not information one would find in the short blurbs heard on the Pokédex, but it made sense Cynthia would know a lot about the biology of her favorite Pokémon.

"Oh, so she wasn't uncomfortable with my arm down her throat like that? That's good. Thank you very much Garchomp: that was nice."

Dawn put out her other hand to pet Garchomp on the head, but the Pokémon was growing impatient, and took the opportunity to grab the girl's hand with her mouth, beginning the process anew.

"Seems she really wants to get all the flavor off of you. Do you want me to stop her?"
The tickling wasn't as bad this time as her fingers were systematically cleaned, so Dawn was able to enjoy the experience more fully. It felt nice to make a Pokémon happy like this.

"No, she's not hurting anyone." Saying that made Cynthia smile, apparently pleased to have a friend and a lover in one. She wrapped her arms around Dawn and began to sway from side to side as she played with a petite pair of breasts. The stimulation was intense for the inexperienced girl, who could feel her body beginning to stir once more.

"Nnn, not in front of Garchomp, Cynthia. It's embarrassing."

"You're already naked and letting her take your arms into her throat. What's a little more fun at this point?" At this, she used her left arm to hold Dawn close in a firm lock while her right hand drifted down to another target, already growing moist.

It didn't make much sense to resist at that point, Dawn reasoned. Her one free arm was covered in an oily substance she didn't want to get on Cynthia, and she was feeling really nice thanks to all the attention she was getting. Her hand was now fully in Garchomp's mouth and getting deeper as she was rocked left and right. Throat muscles contracted and relaxed in sequence to swallow more and more of her apparently delectable arm. She lost awareness of this as she was brought to an unexpected fourth climax. Her legs started to get wobbly, but Cynthia held her up.

"So fast. You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Yeah. It… it's amazing." Garchomp let go of her arm before reaching the shoulder this time, but Dawn didn't notice that. The Pokémon had an idea of what her master was planning.

"Hey, would you mind if we try one more thing, Dawn?"

"Sure, what did you have in mind?"

Cynthia helped lower the unstable girl steadily to the carpeted floor and sat fully behind her, her own legs extending straight out.

"Since she's already done your arms, how about letting Garchomp have a taste of your lovely legs next?" The waiting carnivore had already flattened herself to the floor so she could have her main course at long last. Dawn didn't see a predator at this point though: she saw a Pokémon giving her the pleading eyes of a Cubone starving for attention and love.

"Well, alright I suppose." She began to straighten a single leg out while the other one remained close to her chest, but Cynthia placed her hand upon the raised knee.

"I was thinking you could let her have both at once. It'll go faster that way. Don't worry; her throat will be just fine with it too."

It had been an odd couple of hours for the young girl: first having her body ravished again and again by the woman she had called her idol, then having her arms cleaned of all sweat and grime by the very Pokémon that had ended her bid for becoming the Champion of the Sinnoh Region. But it was also a very enjoyable time for Dawn. She had learned of the unique pleasure that could be provided by an experienced lover, of submitting to desire and the whims of said lover (not that she could've done much else given the circumstances), and of trust.

She brought her flexed leg down alongside the other.

"Good girl."
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