PW: Cynthia's Champion (Pokemon) (Patreon)

Cynthia was in love with Ash Ketchum. That was the simple truth. Yes, she was twice his age, but that didn't change how deeply she had fallen in love with the man. She adored him. She was smitten, head over heels in love with him.

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Cynthia was in love with Ash Ketchum. That was the simple truth. Yes, she was twice his age, but that didn't change how deeply she had fallen in love with the man. She adored him. She was smitten, head over heels in love with him.

He had reignited her spirit for battle, but more than that… She was just so cute. Handsome. Perfect. She loved how small he was. How her tits bounced right in front of his face. He'd stare, if even for a moment, only to look away. He thought she didn't notice.

Cynthia would subtly show off more of her cleavage for the young man, desperate to have him stare at her curvaceous body… She wondered if he ever touched himself to the thought of her? She hoped so.

She needed that to be true…

And eventually, when Ash had finally became the very best, when he stood over her and so many others, she was left awestruck. Part of her wanted to run up to him and throw herself at him, kissing the younger man in front of dozens of cameras and hundreds of spectators.

Sadly, she did not, and since then, Cynthia had been nursing a crush on the Champion. She laid in bed today, sighing as she stared up at her ceiling. Her fingers gently stroked her damp, wet pussy, feeling her juices ruin another pair of panties.

She was thinking of him again. The young man who stole her heart. What was wrong with her? She sighed quietly, before she heard the door to her humble home being knocked on. She sighed. If this was another reporter, she'd be moving out of Celestic Town, she swore…

The woman pulled her fingers out of her pussy and wiped them against the back of her panties. She grabbed some pants and a shirt and she walked to the front door, a small frown on her plump, pink lips. She opened the door, only to gasp at what she saw.

Him. The man of her literal dreams. Her jaw dropped as hearts seemed to bubble over her head.

"Ash?"

"Hey, Cynthia! Glad I caught you. I was worried you wouldn't be home."

Her crush was standing right in front of her, his head tilted back slightly so that his eyes met hers. She could tell, though, that he was fighting not to stare at her large breasts. Damn this shirt, it was covering her tits!

"A-Ash… H-hi…"

Cynthia felt her heart race. She opened her mouth, only to close it. He felt a trickle of drool going down her lower lip, and Ash noticed it, raising his brow in confusion.

"Uh, Cynthia? Are you okay?"

Cynthia squeaked. She sounded like a little fangirl, and honestly? She was. She was Ash's biggest fan. Inside her room laid pictures of Ash, even a stuffed animal she had made of the young man. She hid away pictures of the young man, pictures that had pink kiss marks on them.

How many nights had she stayed up, kissing those pictures, embracing them, squeezing his face against her large breasts as she fantasized about the real thing?

Too many times. She trembled where she stood, taking deep breaths as she forced a smile onto her face. She wiped the drool away and grinned.

"Y-yes. I'm good. H-how are you, Ash? W-what brings you here?" she asked, trying to keep her voice from cracking. Smooth. Calm. Mature.

"Well, I wanted to come see you."

"Oh!" Her face was burning hot as hearts danced in her eyes. "T-that's wonderful."

"Yeah, I just wanted to make sure you were okay, see how you were. Maybe we can battle later?"

Oh, she'd love to have him wrestle her to the ground. "Heh, that sounds nice." The beautiful blonde glanced at Ash's shoulder, noticing he was missing his famed partner. "Ah, Pikachu's not with you?"

"Nah, Pikachu wanted to visit some of the local Pokemon. I know he'll be fine, and he knows to meet back up at the Pokemon Center tonight."

"Ah." So he was alone…? All alone at her house? Oh, no. She was drooling again. She quickly turned away. "Come on inside." Ash smiled, before he followed the older woman, entering the home with her. "I'm happy to talk, but um, I was just about to cook some food. You want some?"

"Oh, yeah, that sounds great!"

"Mmm. Good. Well, why don't you sit down and I'll get changed into something more comfortable. Then I can get some food started." He nodded his head and walked over to the kitchen to sit down. As he did, Cynthia ran off into her room.

She had dreamed of a moment like this. Her, and the young man who stole her heart, all alone, just them, with her free to show him the dark, depraved feelings she had for him. Her heart was racing in her chest as she began to drool again, closing the door behind her.

She ran to her closet, throwing out expensive outfits, tearing through them to find the right one. Lingerie? A swimsuit? No, no, she needed something special.

And soon, she got it. She found the perfect outfit for her… Master.

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Ash waited for a few minutes, staring out a nearby window. He hummed to himself, unaware of what Cynthia was doing. Then he heard her voice.

"Oh, Ash. I never properly congratulated you for becoming Champion." Ash blushed at the comment, but he smiled regardless.

"Oh, um, thanks."

"No, no. I don't think that's fair for my superior."

"Superior? Aw, come on, Cynthia, I'm not your sup…ee…ahh…" Ash was left frozen, paralyzed as he heard Cynthia step closer. He turned to her, his jaw dropping as he stared at the gorgeous, blond in a maid outfit.

Cynthia stood before him in a maid outfit, white and black, pristine and beautiful. The outfit was beautiful, but it also showed off her cleavage. The same cleavage that Ash had been enamored with more times than he could count.

"See something you like, handsome?" she teased, moving closer to him with a smile on her face. His eyes widened, and he blushed, looking away with rosy cheeks. She stood before him, reaching over the table to gently cup his cheek. "Master, won't you look at me?"

"M-Master?" he repeated, only to gasp as he turned to face her and she kissed him, pressing her lips against him in a sweet liplock. His eyes widened, before he melted in her embrace, feeling her hands stroking his face and body, moaning quietly. "Mmm."

Her tongue slid against his lips, gently stroking them, before she pulled away, panting, letting her breath stroke his lips. Ash blinked, realizing he had just kissed the greatest Champion he knew. Funny enough, Cynthia was thinking the same.

"W-wha…?" Ash blinked as Cynthia smiled.

"I wanted to reward you, Ash… and be honest? Haven't you always wanted to be with someone on… your level? Not a little girl, but a big, strong woman," she mewled, taking his hand and pressing it against her breast, letting him feel that she was not wearing a bra. His fingers rubbed against her hard nipple as he gasped.

"Do you want me, Ash?" she whispered, ignoring her own flaming, red hot cheeks.

"Ah… I… Cyn-Cynthia, I-" Ash's mind was on fire. Was this real? Was he dreaming? He didn't know how to react. What should he do? His hand squeezed Cynthia's breast and she moaned quietly. He glanced at her face, before staring at her large, soft tits. He blinked again, before he placed his other hand on her other tit, squeezing it too.

"Ahh, I-I guess that answers that," she giggled, a smile on her face.

Ash's thumbs found her nipples, digging into them, pressing down on them, rubbing them, and listening to the sweet moans she gave. She glanced down at him, a smile on her lips as he looked up at her. She licked her lips, before she sank down, leaving his hands empty.

"Cynthia?"

"Shh, let me, Master." She crawled under the table, finding he was sporting a tent under the table. He saw her face peeking out from under the table as she gently nuzzled his dick, kissing the tip through his jeans, before she pulled his zipper down.

His cock was freed, and she was left in awe of his hard dick smacking her cheek. She shuddered in place, before she wrapped her lips around the member, sucking on it and earning a loud moan from the man.

Her lips wrapped around the shaft, squeezing it, moaning around it and Ash moaned loudly, leaning his head back as Cynthia, the gorgeous Champion, bobbed her head up and down on his dick. Precum spilled out of his cock and into her waiting mouth, earning a loud moan from the other woman.

She tasted his juices, and she felt her pussy quivering. A hand slid down between her legs, slipping under her panties. She touched herself as her head moved faster, sucking harder on the cock, pressing her face against his crotch as his musk overwhelmed her mind.

Fuck, she loved it.

She slid her lips back, dragging them along the shaft, before flicking her tongue against the cock, drawing circles around the tip as she looked up at Ash.

"I'll be your slut. I'll be your whore. Whatever you want of me, Master. Just please, fuck me. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she begged, and Ash moaned loudly, grabbing her by the back of her head and dumping his semen deep into her mouth.

She gagged, eyes widening, before she felt his semen come flooding into her mouth. She moaned weakly, trembling, drinking in the sweet, divine semen with hearts in her eyes. She let her tongue wallow in the pool of cum, before she swallowed, fingers pushing in and out of her cunt.

Oh, but it wasn't enough.

Not even close.

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In Cynthia's bedroom, trophies fell from the shelves and onto the ground. Cynthia didn't care. She'd melt them all down if Ash asked. She was content with him as her trophy.

She bounced up and down on his cock, pounding him into the bed as he she felt his cock sliding into her wet, tight cunt. She mewled in pleasure, tongue hanging out of her mouth as her hands interlocked with his.

Ash was blown away. He had never felt this kind of pleasure. He felt the warm, wet, and tight embrace of the most gorgeous woman he knew. He moaned and shuddered, feeling her pussy holding his dick…

Her pussy kept quivering around his dick, squeezing it, milking it for more of his cum. Some of his seed was still splattered onto her tits, and she pulled one of her hands away to rub at them. The now naked tits bounced up and down, clapping against her chest as the maid outfit laid on the bedroom floor.

"I'm yours, Ash! Master! Fuck my slutty cunt! Pound my pussy! It's all yours!"

"Mine!" Ash growled, smacking her ass with his free hand and leaving her squealing in bliss, her eyes rolling into her head. She cried out in pleasure, mewling with bliss as her pussy quivered… and she came on top of him, shaking as her pussy juices coated his naked body.

"Yeeeees!"

Ash soon followed her, cumming deep into her wet, tight cunt. His semen spilled inside of her, coating her insides with a wave of off-white seed. She moaned weakly, feeling her muscles spasming still as his cum filled her body, marking her as his.

She fell forward, nearly suffocating the young man in her large, glistening tits. He was panting, moaning weakly as she smiled at him.

"Ahh… Ready for another go, Champion?"

Ash blinked, before he smiled up at the woman. He moved his hips, showing enough strength to bounce her on his dick, earning a gasp from the woman. Her eyes widened, before she beamed, soon matching his thrust, pressing their hips together and letting them both moan in pleasure.

"I'm ready… Slut."

"Mmm, oh, Master! I'm all yours!"

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Pokemon: Ash, after becoming the very best like no one ever was, decides to travel the world with little to no goal in mind. His travel eventually brings him to Celestic Town, where he meets Cynthia again. Cynthia, who has developed a crush on Ash after he reignited her passion for battle, decides to give him a special prize for his victory. Themes: Slutty Sex, Maid Uniform, Oral