baby you're the highlight of my lowlife

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It's a half hour drive from the main city to his farm. The whole way He Ming keeps up conversation, chatting about anything and everything. He talks briefly of his research but keeps the focus on Ilima, asking him about his profession as a Trial Captain and inquiring closely about his team.

Finally, perhaps after Ilima is already tired of He Ming's incessant desire to socialize, he pulls into a driveway between a large barn and a smaller shed. This close, it's easy to hear the lowing of Miltanks and to see the Ponytas in a large enclosure in the field. "We're here!" he announces. Hopping out of his side of the truck, He Ming beckons for Ilima to follow him to the shed.

"We'll get started in here." He flicks on a light switch as they enter. There are no windows, but the single room is spacious, containing equipment that ranges from farm hardware to looking distinctly medical. "Could you get undressed and hop up onto that bench for me, please?"

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[trialcaptain]

He can't help but laugh at the teasing nickname. It doesn't bother him in the least, especially not when he's about to be bred. His heart beats faster in anticipation, a grin on his face. It's only the second time, and with a Pokemon so much bigger, he's not really sure what to expect.

His excitement only increases twofold when the Emboar approaches, large, heavy hands on his rounded hips. Ilima can feel the tip of its cock presses against his hole and he breathes in sharply, forcing himself to relax. As it pushes inside of him, he grips the bars, squeezing tight. The Emboar's much bigger than he's used to, but by the hard, heavy moan that comes from him, he doesn't seem to mind.

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The Emboar's cock has a strange twist to it, almost corkscrewing near the tip. He grunts and works his hips to shove his cock into Ilima's ass, movements urgent.

Compared to the Growlithe, the Emboar has a much longer member. It takes several seconds for it to slide in all the way and the Emboar to press his hips against Ilima's ass.

He grunts loudly, bending over Ilima so that his large body almost entirely covers him. With a growl the Emboar pulls back and thrusts once, slamming Ilima into the post with a loud slap of skin against skin.