Nightmaregoddess
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Aug 16, 2010
- Location
- Iowa
"I am serious! Go already, I will be fine by myself! I've only worked here for three years!" Vanilla practically shoved her best friend and coworker out the door. He had finally landed himself a date and was being far to excited to be of practical use. With one final push out the door she closed it and headed back to the front desk. She sighed and stretched out her arms, glad to finally have some peace and quiet.
"Now then. Time to do some reading!" Vanilla was young, but quite mature for her age. While only seventeen, she'd long since completed her advanced courses in Pokemon medicine and treatment. Taking care of the wonderful creatures had been her dream since the first time she ever saw one. Her first was a Charizard, in all it's burning glory etched into her memory. She leaned over the desk and flipped open a magazine with a large article featuring a bunch of new pokemon recently discovered in other parts of the world. When she leaned her impressive bust threatened to burst the seams of her pink nurse uniform, a little fact she enjoyed flaunting. Vanilla was quite comfortable with her body, even more than anyone could guess.
In truth there was much more to her love of pokemon. At it's core her obsession was total. Every aspect of pokemon excited and intrigued her. In fact she often engaged in sexual acts with them when she could get away with it. Not a soul new it, but that first pokemon she saw, had been wild. And her very first image of a pokemon was that of the Charizard thoroughly raping the female trainer who had tried to catch it. To this day she could relive the experience with almost perfect clarity, the muscle, the powerful strokes, the roars mingled with groans and pleading....and finally the climax. The image of that poor girls belly swelling up to the size of a mid-term pregnancy was incredible.....and one she would cherish.
She lost herself in old memories and new fantasies based on the pictures she studied. She was so lost that she didn't notice a customer coming in.
"Now then. Time to do some reading!" Vanilla was young, but quite mature for her age. While only seventeen, she'd long since completed her advanced courses in Pokemon medicine and treatment. Taking care of the wonderful creatures had been her dream since the first time she ever saw one. Her first was a Charizard, in all it's burning glory etched into her memory. She leaned over the desk and flipped open a magazine with a large article featuring a bunch of new pokemon recently discovered in other parts of the world. When she leaned her impressive bust threatened to burst the seams of her pink nurse uniform, a little fact she enjoyed flaunting. Vanilla was quite comfortable with her body, even more than anyone could guess.
In truth there was much more to her love of pokemon. At it's core her obsession was total. Every aspect of pokemon excited and intrigued her. In fact she often engaged in sexual acts with them when she could get away with it. Not a soul new it, but that first pokemon she saw, had been wild. And her very first image of a pokemon was that of the Charizard thoroughly raping the female trainer who had tried to catch it. To this day she could relive the experience with almost perfect clarity, the muscle, the powerful strokes, the roars mingled with groans and pleading....and finally the climax. The image of that poor girls belly swelling up to the size of a mid-term pregnancy was incredible.....and one she would cherish.
She lost herself in old memories and new fantasies based on the pictures she studied. She was so lost that she didn't notice a customer coming in.