Chapter #4Choice 2: Darcy by: Godot   Darcy was a young Kirlia just like any other, except for the fact that she possessed a very large penis. This penis was something she was born with, and when she evolved from a Ralts it grew to a large 10 inches un-erect. She had to constantly tuck it away to keep from tripping on it. She lived with a group of large Gardevoir. It was her job to take care of them, despite being the youngest.
"Daaaaarcy!"
This was how her day usually started. She hopped out of her bed and climbed down the ladder from the attic and sprinted downstairs. Darcy and her Mistresses lived in a large, abandoned manor house, where they were thankfully able to find electricity and running water. Of course, Darcy was the only one who used the running water for bathing.
She ran to the second floor, where she used the dumbwaiter to quickly get to the kitchen. She had prepared breakfast the night before, it was the only way to get it all done in time. Their breakfast was a large cart, filled with various pastries. Darcy had tried to bake them all herself once, but it was much too big a task, and often had to sneak into town nearby and steal a large portion of baked goods.
She wheeled the cart into the living room, where her family slept. The girls were all waiting by the door, five of them total, and quickly snatched up the goods from the cart, stuffing their faces as they walked back to their couches. One of them turned on the TV, which gave Darcy a little relief. She grabbed a cheese danish that hadn't been slobbered on yet and sat down on the carpet to watch TV. This break only lasted about ten minutes though, before.
"Ooooh Darcy!" She turned around and saw three of her sisters sitting on a couch with their arms held high, "We need our after breakfast belly rub!"
She approached, holding her nose when she smelled their stenchy armpits. She had once tried to use her psychic powers to massage them, but the smell that always hung in the air around the living room made it too hard to concentrate. She took her hand off her nose to help her massage faster, enduring the smell as best as she could.
*Braaaap!*
The first Gardevoir belched, letting Darcy know she was finished, and she moved on to the next.Once all three girls had belched, she sat down again to relax. But this only lasted maybe five minutes before,
"Darcy! Darcy darling come here!"
She jumped up and ran to her other sister, who was laying down on a large ottoman. Before Darcy could ask what she wanted, the Gardevoir gave her a seductive look that quickly answered her question. Darcy climbed up onto the flabby folds and they embraced in a slobbery, sloppy kiss. The kiss, combined with the way her mistress moaned as she walked all over her flabby belly, gave Darcy a throbbing hard-on.
The tubby beauty spread her legs, and Darcy thrust all 15 inches of her hardened Kirlia Cock into the awaiting snatch. She humped vigorously, getting moan after moan from her large partner, who was quickly becoming coated with sweat. The Gardevoir screamed and her juices flowed out onto Darcy, who frowned. Her mistresses always came before her.
"Darcy baby! Bring that succulent bit of meat over here!"
She heard her other mistress call, but before she could respond, she was lifted into the air by a psychic wave. The flabby Gardevoir held a small bucket in her hands, and licked her lips. Her eyes glowed brighter, and Darcy could feel her mistress psychicly milking her cock. It was only a matter of minutes before she came like a broken faucet, pouring thick white cum into the bucket. The stream lasted a good fourteen seconds, and quickly filled the bucket.
The mistress, satisfied with her payload, let Darcy fall to the ground.
This cycle continued, the feeding and fucking, with second breakfast. And the same happened with lunch. Then pre-dinner dessert. Then dinner, then post dinner dessert, and of course their midnight snack, until Darcy was exhausted, and reeking of cum and sweat.
She took a quick bubble bath, and then retired to her bed, where she would wait to wake up again for her mistresses' breakfast.
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