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Lillie trudged through the dense jungle, wiping her forehead as she leaned against a tree to catch her breath. 

“Nebby, where did you go?” she asked breathlessly, looking at the empty bag by her side. The odd little Pokemon had flown off alone again, this time deep into the jungle. This was not a safe environment, and she was really worried about her friend. Even if they both had wildly differing opinions on the matter of staying in the bag, Lillie cared quite a lot for Nebby.

Reaching into her bag, Lillie groaned. She was out of Repels. Wild Pokemon were going to be a problem if she wasn’t careful. At least she still had a full canteen, from which she took several long gulps. It was so hot and humid out here!

She was pretty sure that she was lost.

But Lillie couldn't allow herself dwell on such frankly terrifying thoughts. The girl instead began to walk again, heading deeper into the jungle in the hopes of finding her wayward companion. As she went farther in, however, the undergrowth and vines grew denser and more tangled. Pushing her way through them, carefully picking her way around obstacles, her progress eventually slowed to a crawl.

“I should just head back,” Lillie finally admitted defeat with an exhausted sigh. Turning to look back, however, she realized that the way she had come looked no different from the way she was going, and the creeping terror that had been growing within her threatened to boil over.

Without warning, a Passimian dropped down and snatched her hat off her head.

“Hey!” she shouted, “give that back!”

The Pokemon tossed it to another of its kind that seemed to appear from nowhere, and then another that likewise dropped in without warning. They made a game of tossing her hat back and forth, as Lillie fruitlessly tried to jump up to get it. But they were too high in the trees, and once they realized she had no chance of getting it back, they just laughed. Then the leader put it on, and as a group they swung away out of sight.

Lillie just slumped. “I liked that hat,” she mumbled, tired, dejected, as she reached up to feel nothing. It was only a hat, and she knew that, but after the long, difficult day she'd been having, in this moment of hopelessness and fear for what her next move could be, whether she even had a next move, the loss was somehow very heavy.

She had to keep going. She could make it through this. From somewhere within herself, Lillie drew on her reservoirs of determination, and picked herself up. Counting the hat as a loss and no more, she started to head back the way she came...or rather, what she thought was the way she came.

But she quickly came to realize that it was not. It very much was not. Lillie tried to keep her heart from pounding too hard. It was so hard to breathe normally all of a sudden. This wasn't the way she'd come, she knew it, the ground was all muddy and slick and it hadn't been before. But...but she couldn't go back to where the Passimian had bullied her, because she hadn't paid enough attention to the spot and wouldn't recognize it even if she found her way there!

But it was okay, she told herself fiercely. It was okay! Because even if it wasn't the way she'd came, she was still going in some direction, and sooner or later it would have to lead out of here. No jungle went on forever! Where ever the canopy and muck and vines ended, Lillie would at least be able to see where she was!

As she tried to walk along, Lillie quickly lost a shoe as it was sucked off her foot. Trying to balance on one foot to retrieve it turned out to be more than she could manage, and the girl ended up stepping into a deeper pool of mud. As she pulled her leg free with some effort, her sock was lost to the mud.

“Wonderful,” she muttered, frowning. Easier to get annoyed than afraid. That's all this was, just vexing! She'd lost a hat, now a sock and shoe, just some clothing, nothing important! Nothing...nothing that was so important out here, in the wilderness, that her survival might have...might have depended on them...

Pulling her other leg had no better results. If anything, the sock and shoe that the muck claimed came off so quickly that, as Lillie stumbled back from the momentum, she found herself almost giggling deliriously at it. Just like that trick she'd seen a waiter do once, yanking a tablecloth off a table so fast that all the dishes stayed almost motionless where they'd been! Lillie had pulled so fast that her remaining sock and shoe were the dishes on that table! Or was it that the mud had pulled so hard back that her footwear had been the tablecloth, a-and--

"I'm going to die here," she giggled and cried softly, staring at her bare feet, totally unequal to the ordeal that the jungle was about to put them through. She hiccuped, and whimpered. "I'm lost and I can't get out and I have no shoes and I'm not going to make it out of here..."

Mortal despair had set in now, but Lillie's depths of determination spurred her to keep carrying on, even as hopeless tears trickled down her face. The now barefoot girl kept marching through the mud, still occasionally calling out for Nebby, trying to restore her spirit by replacing fear with frustration. When she found the little star cloud, she’d have some choice words...!

Tripping in the mud, Lillie landed face-first with a heavy splat.

Dejectedly, slowly dragging herself up in a sitting position, she whipped mud off her face, and groaned in despair. Standing, the girl looked down at her ruined dress, and regretted not asking anyone else for help with this venture. If she'd had anyone else with her, then she’d probably have Nebby back, and she’d be in her loft at the lab, safe and dry and clean. But no, Lillie had tried to go off on her own, and now she was lost, dirty, and miserable.

Undoing her hair and trying to brush some of the mud out, she reached for her bag to get a drink...only to see a Lombre dragging the bag away. The moment it saw that she had noticed, the Pokemon ran away with it.

She couldn't bring herself to pursue. Lillie couldn’t even work up the energy to be upset. She simply stood and bleakly stared at the underbrush that the Pokemon had disappeared into for a moment, and then she began to continue her march. 

Eventually someone would find her, she tried to tell herself. She just...needed to find some water first, and then she'd be able to keep going.

It sounded so hollow in her head that it hurt to think it.

Lillie felt her stomach rumble. Water wasn't the only thing she needed to find. She’d had a light breakfast, and it had to be past lunchtime by now. Water, food, shelter, security, cleanliness, her possessions...this morning she'd had them all, and suddenly every single one had been taken from her. It almost didn't even seem like it could be possible for all of this to have happened in only a few hours.

The moment she was about to scream in frustration, however, something tickled her nose. It was a sweet aroma, and though she couldn't place it, her stomach had the gist of it: food.

Following the smell, Lillie found a pile of berries. Hungry though she was, Lillie still had enough sense and caution to doubt such good fortune, particularly everything else that had transpired that day, so she picked up a stick and poked the pile a few times, to make sure that no Pokemon were hiding in it. When she neither felt any body-like resistance, nor did any creature leap from the pile in annoyance, Lillie sat down and began to eat. She had learned that they were not nearly as ideal for a human's nutrition as for a Pokemon's, but the berries were at the ideal level of ripeness, sweet and juicy, and they both filled her belly and quenched her thirst.

Once she was satisfied, Lillie stood to walk away, only to suddenly be met by a Tsareena. A decidedly annoyed-looking one, at that.

“Ah...were those...yours?” the girl asked with a dawning dread.

“Tsa!” the Pokemon answered, marching up to the girl, and Lillie certainly didn't need to understand Pokemon language to know from the tone that any translation would have included both the word "yes" and at least one very disparaging term.

Lillie flinched, wincing and bracing ready for an attack...only to hear a loud ripping sound as she felt her dress be torn away. Opening her eyes in shock, the girl stood in nothing but her bra and panties and watched in confused dismay for a few seconds as the Pokemon started stomping with belligerant brattiness on her dress.

Tsareena then glared at the girl and pointed away. It was clearly a warning to leave, and fast.

“R, right!” Lillie acquiesced, rushing off in too great a panic to be embarrassed by her near nudity.

Once she had some distance, she leaned against a tree, and blushed, trying to cover her body. Even though there was no one around to see Lillie, she was still deeply humiliated.

“Nebby...you are going to get such a scolding,” Lillie muttered. She was upset...but...she wouldn’t yell at Nebby or anything, of course. Even lost, dirty, and deeply afraid, Lillie was still too gentle a soul to imagine being truly harsh to anyone, even the little nuisance who had gotten her into this.

With no other real choice, Lillie bit her lip, and pressed forward.

Thankfully, the trees overhead provided enough cover that the sun largely stayed off of her. But the humidity and heat of the jungle were still oppressive; the blonde was sweating profusely as she picked her way through the foliage, and her skin feeling sticky and gross. She almost wondered if the Tsareena had actually done her a favor; just the bra and panties Lille was wearing were making her muggy discomfort feel worse. The way the fabric just grew soggy and clung to her was starting to get unbearable!

Stopping, the girl considered herself for a moment, wiped some sweat from her forehead, let out yet another deep sigh as she came to a decision, and shook her head. “I hope Mallow is the one who finds me,” she murmured as she pulled off her bra, tossing it aside. Abandoning it had Lillie feeling better the moment the garment hit the ground; she breathed a little easier without it, and tiny little swells though they were, her breasts felt so much better unconfined by the sweat-soaked prison.

Next were her panties. She hesitated for just a moment longer, before tugging them down and fully exposing herself to the world. The natural world and the figurative world, that was; there were, after all, no human eyes to view the sight of her slender, fair body. Had there been, they undoubtedly would have thrilled at the lovely aesthetic of the girl, with her tiny but perky breasts capped with rosy, inverted pink nipples, set in her exceptionally slender frame above a flat tummy. Her privates had only a few wisps of light blonde hair cresting them, a bare whisper of womanhood that stood in contrast to her noticeably puffy labia with lips that stuck out slightly, and her sizable clit, too large to be fully covered by its hood, peeking out and exposed. Already a strikingly pretty girl under normal circumstances, being naked exposed just how shockingly attractive the girl truly was; small wonder that Lusamine desired her with such burning and mad passion.

In this moment, however, all Lillie cared about was the fact that she'd finally achieved a little relief. “Ah...that’s actually kind of nice,” she sighed, as she shivered a little from a light breeze, her fair skin prickling all over.

Naked, lost, and beyond the point of embarrassment because of it, she just kept exploring. She would have to find something eventually, she was sure of it.

As the air grew colder and the sun began to set, Lillie began shivering, and the bravado that she'd gotten from eating and divesting her clothing started to finally fade. She began to get more than a little scared once more. Deciding it was best to just stop for the night, Lillie found a dry spot, and after piling up some leaves and brush, she sat down and curled up, resting her chin on her knees. At last she gave in, and cried herself to sleep.

 

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In the morning, Lillie woke with a very empty stomach.

Wiping her face as best she could, she stood, and looked around. Going back to where the Tsareena had her berry pile was out of the question. Even if she could find it again, which Lillie was quite certain she couldn't, the Pokemon was not likely to leave it unguarded again for long enough that Lillie could make use of it, and the Tsareena was very likely to hurt or even kill Lillie if she saw her again. And Lillie certainly couldn't overpower her.

So, stomach growling, Lillie decided to just keep going the way she had been, and hope to find either food or, better yet, the end of the jungle along the way.

Nothing looked familiar as she carried on. Lillie was getting very tired of the fact that everything in this jungle could somehow all look the same to the point that she could be so completely lost, yet never did there seem to be a spot specifically like any she'd come across previously!

Lost in her frustration and her thoughts of how she was going to feed herself for the day, Lillie failed to notice as she reached the edge of a drop. Taking one step too far, she went tumbling down the embankment, and landed with a painful thud.

Groaning, she tried to stand, only to fall with a sharp gasp. Her ankle hurt so badly that she couldn’t stand, let alone walk!

Unable to keep it in any longer, Lillie began screaming at the top of her lungs. She grabbed a nearby rock and threw it as hard as she could. The stone went soaring out of sight, and there was a loud ‘thunk’ and a rumbling noise as it hit something. Something that sounded distinctly alive. Ceasing her scream and regretting her actions, Lillie began to try and crawl away to hide behind something.

Before she could find cover, however, the Pokemon she had hit came into sight, and Lillie's heart dropped as a whimpering gasp escaped her lips.

A Nidoqueen. Out of every direction she could have thrown the rock, she'd managed to choose the one occupied by an armored, poisonous mass of muscle and horns. A towering one, for that matter; Nidoqueens were already intimidating at their regular size, but this one was nothing less than a giantess, well over 8 feet tall!

Had Lillie been in full possession of her mental faculties, she might have realized she was looking at an alpha variant of the species, and even found the fact that she had found such a rarity at all. At the moment, however, all Lillie could think about was how imposing the Pokemon was.

“I, I’m...so, s-so very very sorry!” she gasped, closing her eyes as the behemoth beast grew closer.

“Queen.” The Pokemon’s voice was deep and powerful. Lille could feel it rumbling through her body, minuscule trembles shaking her in a way that was almost...pleasant.

Tensed and ready for whatever the powerful Pokemon planned, Lillie was surprised when she was scooped up in a way that could not be mistaken for anything but deliberately gentle, and brought into a warm embrace close to Nidoqueen’s chest. This close she could feel just how warm the Pokemon was, and though tough, her skin was pleasant to press against. Comforting, even.

“You...aren’t going to hurt me?” Lillie asked, hardly daring to believe that something could go right today.

“Nido,” the Pokemon answered, her voice again sending pleasant vibrations through Lillie’s frame. She couldn't be sure, but it felt like a reassurance, and so Lillie just stayed silent and let Nidoqueen carry her carefully, relaxing into this momentary reprieve from her hardships.

Lying in the Pokemon’s arms without any worries for a moment allowed Lillie to become aware of the fact that her face was right next to the Nidoqueen's breasts. Of course, like most Pokemon, she wore no clothing, so her light blue nipples were fully exposed, and, Lillie couldn't help but blushingly notice, a little erect. The girl turned her head away, trying not to stare at it.

After a few minutes of being carried, Lillie saw a cave emerge from the jungle before them. Entering it, Nidoqueen gently sat Lillie down on a large bed of dried grass - clearly the one that she herself used. It was soft and a bit warm, and Lillie found that she didn't mind the strong musky scent of its owner. Not that she could afford to be picky even if she had.

“Queen,” the Poison Type told her, before turning and walking away, leaving the girl to simply sit in confusion.

It was only a short wait before Nidoqueen returned, though, with a large palm leaf laden with berries that she sat down before Lillie. She gave the girl a meaningful look. “Nid.”

“Ah...you are...offering them?” Lillie asked, touched.

The creature nodded.

“Th, thank you!” Lillie replied gratefully as she began to eat. It felt so good to fill her belly; the ones she'd had earlier had really only taken the edge of her hunger off. Berries simply weren't a very filling food for a human being. Enough of them, though, would do the trick, and Nidoqueen had been generous enough to share a good number.

As Lillie ate, Nidoqueen just sat and watched her intently.

“Um...that was very nice,” Lillie told her as she finished her meal. "Thank you again!"

“Queen.”

Sitting in silence, Lillie looked down at her ankle. Reaching down, she touched it, and winced.

“Doque?”

“I’m...I’m checking it.” she said, trying to assure her hostess that she was alright. Though she was far from an expert, Lillie did at least know enough to tell that her ankle wasn’t broken. Just badly sprained...which was still a potential death sentence in the wild.

“I...won’t be able to walk for at least a week,” she observed dejectedly, laying back and putting her arm over her face.

“Nidoque.”

“Thank you...I think,” Lillie said, guessing at her companion's meaning being sympathetic.

At the very least, she knew she wouldn’t be eaten. Nidoqueen were herbivores. Although they tended to be rather aggressive and territorial in spite of that, so this behavior was a bit strange. Was it because this one was an alpha Pokemon? Lillie didn't know if being abnormally large changed behavior patterns. Maybe an alpha Nidoqueen didn't need to be territorial because few other Pokemon would be reckless enough to challenge her.

“Nido,” the Pokemon said as Lillie felt the huge female shift and lean over her. Hot breath washed over her, before she felt a thick, slightly rough tongue brush against her arm.

“Ah!” she shouted, bolting up right and wincing at the way her ankle protested. “I thought you were herbivores!”

Nidoqueen gently but firmly gripped her with a powerful set of clawed hands, and Lillie was lifted up. The broad, course tongue was swiped along her side. As Nidoqueen licked her again and again, Lillie began to understand. She was being bathed and groomed, the way Nidoqueen would lick her own offspring.

It was strange, to be sure, but Lillie couldn’t help but think it was very sweet. After such a terrible experience today, and with the way that Lusamine had treated her in the past few years, Lillie's heart swelled with joy and relief and gratitude at the unexpected, selfless kindness and maternal gentleness that this Nidoqueen was showing her.

...Although, as Nidoqueen’s tongue started to lap at her chest, the girl couldn’t hold back a moan.

“Ah...that’s...mhmm!” she gasped in embarrassed enjoyment. Nidoqueen ignored her and licked away. As she cleaned the girl’s torso, she then moved up to her head, licking her hair "clean" as well, although the end result was arguably more messy and wild than it had been. But at least it was free of sticks and mud, now.

Once she had finished, Nidoqueen laid the girl down on the floor of the cave, and began to lick her feet, very carefully and gently to avoid aggravating her bad ankle. Lillie couldn’t hold back laughter as Nidoqueen’s tongue brushed over the soles of her feet. She moved up Lillie’s legs, not missing an inch. Then she did something that set off a wave of embarrassment in the girl.

Nidoqueen spread her legs wide.

“W-Wait, wait...no...d-don’t...!” Lillie stammered out, but Nidoqueen ignored or more likely didn't understand her protest, and began to lick her, from ass crack up to her clit.

“A,Ahh! T.h...at...!” Lillie moaned, as a second lick ran along her slit. Nidoqueen’s tongue was so thick and broad that it covered her entire pussy. Lillie was no stranger to making love, of course, but the rough texture of it stimulated her in ways that neither Lusamine, Burnet, nor anything else ever had!

“You...you can stop!” Lillie gasped out, as she felt herself getting close to orgasm. D-Don't, I'm...I'm going...!"

But Nidoqueen just kept lapping away at her.

“Ahhh, I, I’m cumming!” Lillie shouted as she reached climax. The wave of pleasure slammed into her, intense, and she squirted a thin stream of fem-cum all over Nidoqueen’s face.

“Queen?” she asked, seeming confused by it, as she licked away the new mess. The poweful, raw sensation of that grand tongue against her pussy and clit in the midst of her pleasure was too much, and Lillie could do nothing but moan and gasp as she was brought to orgasm a second time. She didn’t squirt this time, but she still shivered and twitched.

Nidoqueen finally released her, satisfied that Lillie was adequately clean, and let the girl’s lower body rest on the ground. With that, the giant Ground Type simply stood, and casually stomped off, leaving Lillie to lie and pant.

“That was...” She let the thoughts trail off, and just enjoyed the afterglow.

Nearly a full year had now passed since Lillie had begun living with Mama.

If the Lillie of that year ago had seen herself now, she'd have barely recognized herself. Her hair was longer, and she no longer bothered to style it. Mama seemed to like it free and wild, anyway. The most she did with it was to comb it out now and then. As it was now, her wild blonde tresses came down to roughly past her shoulders, enough to cover her breasts when it swayed in front of her chest. Looking in her reflection, Lillie would often reflect upon just how much she was beginning to resemble her first mother in that way. Remembering her birth mother brought up complicated feelings in the young woman, and always would...but Lusamine was without question the most beautiful woman in the world, and whatever pain and longing for her first love might still linger in Lillie's heart, ultimately, the strongest reaction she had about this growing resemblance was to be pleased that she could be someone so beautiful for Mama to be with.

Lillie had put on a bit of muscle in the past year. Not enough to be called buff, she supposed, but she was far more lean and toned, easily enough to have noticeable definition. Still a delicate, tiny thing compared to Mama's titanic strength, of course, but Lillie was nonetheless now far from the frail girl who had entered the jungle with no idea of what she was doing.

The changes to her appearance didn’t end there. From the time she spent in the sun, Lillie had picked up a light tan, just enough that it gave her a healthy bronze glow. She had grown a few inches, too, mostly in the legs (which made sense; her biological mother had always been, to Lillie's delight, a very leggy beauty), although that was hardly noticeable to her when the one she spent all her time around still towered over her. She was beginning to fill out as a woman here and there, but her breasts had stayed as petite as ever, to Lillie's great approval. She hoped that she would be as elegantly modest in her chest as Lusamine had been, or even stay as small as she was now.

It was not just a physically different Lillie that now sat on her favorite stone, chipping away at a rock to get the edge good and sharp. The girl had grown confident and driven in the past year, both capable and sure of herself. Finally managing to start a fire a few weeks after she'd made her decision to stay had helped a good deal with that. The glorious moment of discovering that she had finally found the right kind of rocks to produce sparks had caused Lillie's confidence to soar. She could not only help Mama with her day-to-day matters, but Lillie had proven to herself in that moment that she could even do things that Mama could not, just as Mama could do so many things Lillie never could. Suddenly feeling that she could be a peer to her beloved had changed Lillie's internal world, and given her courage and confidence she'd never known before.

If only there had been an opportunity to be that way with Lusamine. Lillie sometimes thought about that, and felt a pain in her heart. When things had been good between them, Lillie had been too little for there to ever be the possibility of standing equal to her mother in their relationship. And by the time she'd gotten old enough to be able to grasp for independence, to prove herself as her own person and be her lover's peer, Lusamine had long since fallen into that terrible state, actively suppressing her daughter's budding individuality. It was wrong and terrible and Lillie resented it, now that she could recognize it. But it was also heartbreaking, because she wondered whether she could have saved their love if she'd had the opportunity to be the young woman in her own right that she was today with Lusamine, and brought their good times back.

But then, her mother would never have let Lillie develop into herself the way Mama had. Mama trusted her and let Lillie be the one to gather from and protect their territory some days, on her own, and relied on her to make tools for them to use. She never demanded from Lillie, but she encouraged Lillie to share what she could and do what she could for their life together, and that had been as much a part of Lillie's personal growth as anything. More than, really. Lillie didn't see how she could have gained the confidence that had allowed her to be who she was now if she had gone on living her past life. She missed Lusamine, and regretted what she'd lost...but she'd been missing the woman she had loved for a long time before stepping foot in this jungle, anyway, and she regretted her loss far less than she didn't regret her new life with Mama.

Lillie tested the stone she'd been working on, holding it to a few strands of her hair and pushing forward. The edge she'd honed cut through with little resistance, and she nodded with satisfaction. “Perfect,” she decided, as she reached into her basket of ingredients for dinner.

Mama was out getting the last few touches for their meal while Lille did its prep work. In the past year, through a little (very enjoyable) experimentation, she had learned that the mushrooms she’d first harvested that one night many months ago had the effect of sexually arousing Mama, to an almost unbearable degree. As far as Mama had been able to communicate, the mushrooms' effect on her had been like being plunged into the heaviest, deepest depths of heat.

Naturally, once they had figured the mushrooms out, they had been careful with them. Lillie and Mama hadn't been avoiding them entirely, but, by Mama's own preference, they strongly limited how much she consumed. They still made love regularly, usually several times a day, but, as it always had been, it was mostly Mama focusing on Lillie's pleasure.

Tonight, however...tonight was their anniversary, as far as Lillie could figure from having counted the days over the year's course. This was the same day that, a year before, Lillie had decided, fully and with finality, to stay with Mama, be her daughter and her mate, and live as a Pokemon. And Lillie had something special planned for the occasion.

Chopping up the berries and mushrooms, she set them aside as she looked into the basket, which contained a still-living fish. She sighed. Lillie couldn’t live on just fruit the way Mama did, and even Mama's milk, though wonderfully nourishing, had limits to what it could provide her. Lillie had thus taken to, on rare occasions, catching fish for meat. But she still disliked the prep work, and especially hated to kill any creature. Still...she needed protein to survive, and nothing else around here could give her enough, so she got it done as quickly as she could.

Just as she was washing up with the water they kept for food preparation, Mama arrived.

Lillie ran up and flung her arms around her lover, hugging her mother as best she could. “Welcome home!” she greeted her happily.

“Nido,” Mama replied, gently patting her head.

As Mama began settling in, Lillie began cooking. Making fire was easy enough now that she was used to its needs, and she’d learned how to make a few simple dishes. Mama had taken quite well to cooked food, loving it and quickly becoming reluctant to eat any berries or other vegetation raw. And Lillie was more than happy to indulge her, not only out of love, but because it also made her milk taste even better, as it seemed to pick up a bit of sweetness from the berries.

As they ate, Lillie, as she often did, told Mama stories, whatever came into her head. At first they had been about what her life was like back at the city. Those stories had made her sad for a time, back when she still missed living like that.

But looking back on it, she didn’t know why she had missed it. Habit, she supposed. Back then, she had always been so timid, and worried about everything. For years, she had always felt alone, even when there were others around her. Lillie had once been happy in civilization, but really, even back when Lusamine had been a gentle, loving mother and lover, Lillie had still been emotionally frail and fearful. Now she was confident and strong. She knew how to live, she liked living, and with Mama by her side, she was never alone. And she knew Mama would never lose herself the way Lusamine had.

She did sometimes worry about what became of Nebby, but all she could really do was to hope the little troublemaker had ended up somewhere as safe as she was now.

“So, I was thinking...when we, er, make love tonight? I want to try something new,” she said, bringing up the topic around which she'd planned this anniversary's activities.

“Queen?” Mama asked. They had both learned a lot about communicating in this last year, and now there was never any doubt that Mama understood Lillie fully. Lillie, in turn, had picked up a lot of the general flow and cadence of Pokemon speech, and although she could rarely really translate anything Mama said into an exact statement, it was now a rare occasion when couldn't grasp every relevant part of what her giant mother was saying.

“Nido!” Mama added seriously.

“Yeah...Mama, I know the reason we’ve been keeping it pretty tame is because you don’t want to risk hurting me,” Lillie told her. “And I appreciate that. But I’m a lot stronger than I used to be, and we both know each other’s limits better.

"And...I love you very, very much," Lillie added with a heartfelt smile. "I want to be able to show you just how much. Really, really show you, by making you feel as good as you possibly can."

Mama munched on a roasted berry in thought for a moment.

“Nidoqueen,” she finally relented.

“YAY!” Lillie cheered “Oh, I can’t wait. Please, eat up Mama!”

She moved in, wrapping her lips around Mama’s nipple to suckle from her, both to get in the mood and to wash down her meal, as Mama began to go at the mushrooms in her meal with gusto. Returning to her food, the girl was finished quickly, with Mama also half-gulping down the last of her own dinner.

Once they were done, Lillie began by explaining her plans for the night to Mama. “Just lay down on your side,” she guided the Nidoqueen. She had found early on that laying on her back was problematic due to Mama's large spines, so side it was.

With Mama in place, Lillie lay down beside her, gazing lovingly up at the grand form of her mate. "Now, we just wait for dinner to do its job. Let me know when it gets to the point that you're starting to be uncomfortable, okay, Mama?"

"Een," Mama confirmed, and Lillie was pleased to see that she was already beginning to lightly rub her titanic thighs against her lower scales. Nidoqueens weren't built able to actually touch any part of their legs but their feet together, so they couldn't rub their thighs together the way human females did when they were starting to get horny, but this was a close substitute motion that told Lillie that Mama was already getting into the mood.

They lay there together for a time, probably close to an hour, enjoying the quiet, companionable night. Lillie marveled, as she often did, at the beautiful colossus of plate and scale that had taken her in, loved her, and given Lillie a life that could be her own by choice and desire. Protector, keeper, mother, and lover...Mama was a magnificent, sexy titan, and Lillie never felt happier and safer and more at home than she did at times like these. She only hoped that she could make Mama as happy as the Pokemon made her, but in these moments, as the Nidoqueen looked down on her with eyes brimming over with affection, and gently ran her claws through Lillie's beautiful hair, she was sure that she did. Lillie prided herself on being an inventive and loving partner, and she knew she was becoming beautiful, if a woman's beauty could stir a Pokemon's heart - but it certainly seemed hers did for Mama. And as even the biggest of humans would be as children before the alpha Nidoqueen, Lillie knew she would always, even as a full woman, be the little daughter that Mama delighted in having her as.

They were wonderful for each other, and to each other, and they were so in love and content. And nothing was better than to simply lie and stare into each other's eyes, and let that shared gaze tell one another this.

Well...almost nothing. But the only thing that was better was fast approaching, for by now Mama was beginning to openly squirm, and her breathing was labored. Lust was beginning to glaze her eyes, and with a grunting, huffing "N-Nidoqueen!" she made it clear to her little human daughter that her induced arousal was becoming too uncomfortable to tolerate.

Lillie smiled, nodded, and gestured to Mama how she wanted them to start. As the Pokemon lifted her great leg and exposed the slit of her quim, Lillie leaned in and began to gently lick, as she usually did. She was good and wet, now, and Lillie let out an appreciative murmur as she tasted the copious, flavorful juices of her loved one. Mama's clit had also begun to swell and pop out, and Lillie took special joy in running her tongue over the massive bud - as Mama most certainly also did.

“When my hands were little enough, I used to do this with my first mother,” Lillie remarked, as she pressed her hand against the opening of Mama’s cunny. “I got too big for it to be comfortable for her eventually, but I don't think that will ever be a problem for you, Mama.” She slowly began pushing her fingers in, and got a low, rumbling moan for a reward.

“I think this will have to be something special I do for you, only,” Lille joked as she pushed her arm into the tight, warm, wet folds of Mama’s pussy. "I don't think it will work very well if we have you try to return the favor."

Mama let out a shuddering, clenching moan, and Lillie's breath caught at just how wonderfully, tightly her hand was squeezed by the Pokecunt. Mama was a hot, sopping vice on her fist, and it was all Lillie could do not to whimper in amazement at the physical indication of how much pleasure she was giving Mama right now.

“Does it feel good?” Lillie whispered with breathy excitement, as she unballed her fist slowly, spreading her fingers inside of Mama. She could feel the Pokemon’s pulse, and every tiny quiver of her inner muscles as they clenched and relaxed. It was amazing; she almost felt like she was a part of Mama right now...oh, she'd missed being able to fist the woman she loved so much...!

“N, Ni-NidOOO!” Mama answered with a deep moan that shook the ground a bit and left very little doubt that she was very much enjoying it.

Seeing that this was working fine and then some, Lillie pulled her arm out a bit, only to push it back in. As she worked herself into a rhythm, with Mama beginning to repeatedly moan as her pussy quaked with each thrust, Lillie began to clench and unclench her hand, again and again. When unclenched, she used her fingers to stroke here and there along the trembling, squeezing insides of Mama's cunt, and when she found a part that felt more firm than the rest, she pressed on it. Mama went rigid and roared in pleasure as she instantly came, and in her climax her pussy clenched so tight that it was almost painful for Lillie. But she didn’t let it show, nor did she slow her pace, as she kept rubbing and fucking Mama, enhancing her orgasm all the more as cum began to spurt out from where it could get around Lillie's entrenched wrist and arm..

Mama could cum for a long time when she was truly, extremely aroused, and with Lillie working her hard through it all the while, this orgasm lasted close to eight minutes. Lillie felt her arm aching and her hand pressed uncomfortably flat by the time Mama's barely-contained thrashing began to finally subside, and when at last the orgasm fully ended and she was able to pull her arm out, there was a popping sound like a cork being removed as a hot gush of Nidoqueen cum came out with it.

"N, Nid," Mama whispered, shivering in delight at the pleasure that had just taken her.

Lillie smiled up at her, and began to lick her fingers clean. Trying to fully lick the Pokespunk from her hand and arm would be useless, she was going to need a bath from Mama for that, but she certainly was going to get at least a decent tasty reward for her efforts. “Okay, so, slurp, now...I had another idea for us tonight, too,” Lille told her lover as she finished lapping at her fingers. She moved in and took Mama’s clit in her mouth, sucking and licking it, before standing and beginning to rub her own swollen nub, huge for a human girl but tiny to Mama's, against it.

Both moaned wantonly at the stimulation. Lillie’s own gumball clit crashing against the thick bulb of Mama’s sent electric jolts of ecstasy through each of them, and it took no time at all for the incredible stimulation of it to bring them both to the brink and over. Lillie’s squirt against Mama's clit only made the Pokemon roar and cum harder. On they ground against each other, out of their minds with pleasure as one orgasm led to the next, Lillie's climaxes coming hard and quick like drumbeats following one another, Mama's long, loping climaxes rolling over her and into another as their minutes wound on, and the cave echoed for almost an hour with their screams.

Finally Lillie slipped, the gushes of Mama's squirt having turned the floor of their cave slick and muddy, and she fell back upon her rear, still crying out in awed ecstasy as her body twitched and throbbed in its final throes. Lillie twitched and gasped as she finally began to come down from their frenzied lovemaking, and watched her mate's slower, rolling climax ebb so much slower than her own.

At last, when both had fully finished, and Lillie felt like she could stand again, she rose to her feet. She stumbled and leaned against Mama for a moment, her legs suddenly feeling like jelly. Her thighs were burning and her cunt and clit felt sore from overuse, but...“Th-There's one more thing...I've really wanted to try with you, Mama,” she said, gasping slightly.“Quee?” Mama breathed. Even she was feeling well-sated by this point; the Nidoqueen could obviously keep going, but she wanted to be sure that Lillie wasn’t pushing herself too far.

“I made sure that I ate some good, nourishing food today, that would give me lots of energy,” Lillie assured. “Today is special, and I want to go all out, okay? Now this one...it's a bit selfish, but I think you should enjoy it, too.”

“Nid,” Mama answered, fine with letting Lille indulge herself as long as she would be okay.

"Thank you," Lillie told her, and gave Mama's clit an appreciative kiss, which earned an approving grunt from the Pokemon as she began to get aroused again. "Now just keep lying on your side, alright?"

Mama gave an assenting murmur. Making her way up to the top of the Pokemon's head, Lillie knelt, and gently touched her main horn. It was thick, and mostly blunt, a deadly instrument more for the force that Mama could put behind it than its actual tip...and, of course, for the slick coating of poison that Mama constantly secreted over it. Dangerous to the point of deadly, and yet, as Lillie had expected, the horn's toxins barely gave her fingertips a tingle.

“I remember something I learned when I was studying...baby Nidorans aren't born resistant to their own toxins. It's something that either comes in over time as their body lightly doses itself with its poison as it's made...or, nursing from their mother will kickstart their tolerance much faster and save them months of discomfort. Well...I've been drinking your milk all year, Mama," Lillie told her, eyes shining with love for her adopted bestial mother. "It may have taken longer for me as a human, but...I'm immune to your poison.” She dragged her tongue over Mama's horn, bottom to top, helping to get it wetter than just its thin coating of poison could manage, and all she felt was a pleasant, tiny sensation in her mouth, less of a kick than some of the spicy food she'd had in her lifetime. For emphasis, she swallowed the small bit of poison she had licked from her mother's horn, and felt no discomfort. "I'm as good as a real Nidoran would be with handling your poison now, Mama. Our poison! I really am your daughter now!"

"Nidoqueen quee!" Mama rumbled joyfully, eyes shimmering with loving, proud tears

Satisfied with how slick it was now, Lillie turned to face away as she bent over and began to gently rub pussy against the blunt horn. It was warm, and very hard, but smooth, smooth enough that she practically glided against it. Her own wetness only made Mama’s horn even more slick as she coated it with her back and forth, and soon Lillie was breathing heavily and trembling from the pleasure shooting through her. She was tempted to just keep going and finish this way; fucking Mama's horn this way felt amazing, better than she knew the next part would, even. But there was more to this than pure pleasure. So once she was sure it was wet enough, she lowered herself before it, and slowly pushed herself back onto Mama's horn, letting it fill and stretch her pussy. It was the perfect size to fit her just the right way; the roundness and length were ideal. She had known it would be. Nothing about Mama was ever less than perfect.

Slowly she began to rock herself, back and forth, and Mama very gently shifted herself to work with Lillie's motions, fucking her lovely little human daughter. As they made love this final time, Lillie moaned loudly, her voice echoing in their home. Riding, gliding, rocking herself against the horn had felt amazing; it had been pure pleasure to grind Mama's horn, but this was still hot, still so, so good, and to be able to give herself this way to her new, beloved mother was wonderful. There was no shame or hesitation in Lillie's voice as she vocalized her joy and pleasure; she was fully indulging in her lust and loving it!

When Lillie came, she squirted one final time, and her juices ran down into Mama’s mouth.

As she slowly moved away, the girl fell down weak in the knees. But she still had it in her to move in and kiss Mama, and then to move down again. Lillie was done for the night, and would be feeling sore from tonight for days to come, but Mama wasn't quite done yet, and Lillie aimed to change that before she fully collapsed from exhaustion. She engulfed Mama's grand clit in her mouth once again, and got to work.