This choice: Play a risky game (Naughty Stuff Allowed) • Go Back... You don't like the face Braixen's making. Not one bit. It's like she's undressing you--wait. She can't really do that, considering your current situation. Well, either way, it's pretty unnerving...
"Okay, how about this," she mutters, stroking your head with her free paw, "You close your eyes. I teleport you somewhere on my body. You guess which part it is, and if you get it right--" she pauses, lifting you up to her mouth and giving you a big smooch that covered your entire face, "--Muah! You get a kiss! But if you get it wrong..."
She lowers you down right below her chest, rubbing you firmly against her smooth, pale-yellow pelt. You feel your cheeks heat up from all the personal space invasion going on. "...I rub you against that body part forrr...five seconds? Yeah, that's a good amount." She brings you back up to her face and grins brightly at you, half-excited, half-wanting. The sight makes your hair raise, but not in the worst way, really...
"Whaddaya say? Wanna play~?"
You sigh. If you're this flustered already, it's gonna get way worse from hereon. You do have a choice here--that's something to celebrate--but it's probably better to just go along with her game for now. After all, it can't be that bad, can it?
"A-alright, I'll play."
Braixen beams at you. "Yay! Let's start right away," she looks at you expectantly. "Go ahead, close your eyes." You do so, waiting for her to teleport you.
...
"Hey, c'mon. Guess already!" she says, a bit of amusement in her fake-impatient tone.
What?! You didn't feel anything at all! In fact, it feels like you're in the exact same place on her paw. Maybe she was just messing with you...or maybe you really were somewhere else? If you had to guess, it'd be--
"I'm in your other paw!"
She giggles. "Good job! I didn't expect you to get that one. And as your rewarrrd..."
Her lips purse, and her head starts to move down towards you--not that you could see it happen. Before you can realize it, they barrel you over, pressing your body into Braixen's paw as your mouth and lower chest are smooched thoroughly. You balk; all that guesswork only served to give her an excuse to mess with you more! T-though, maybe this isn't too bad...
Braixen holds the kiss for a few more seconds, before parting with an intentionally obnoxious *mmmwah!*. The suction even pulls you up a bit before it ends, leaving you to plop back down onto the surface of her paw like kid getting thrown off one of those wheels of death at the playground. You actually feel dazed from the effort she put into it.
"Heeheehee...this is so much fun! Okay, let's do it again!"
"W-wai--"
Your cry for help is stifled by a sudden flood of fluffy fur that now completely envelops you. Coughing, you spit out a patch of it that caught in your open mouth in the middle of your sentence. Man, this teleportation stuff is way quicker (and much more silent) than you ever could've expected. At least you could feel a physical change in your environment this time...
...not that that made it too much easier. There are still several places on her body that could be furred enough to trap you. If you're remembering correctly, there's her chest, her tail, and...her ears? Yeah, that's right--weird as it is to say that. Well, you didn't feel the fur move under your weight too much, so that only leaves the former two. What else could narrow it down...
Maybe if I... You blush. This is gonna be kind of creepy. To be fair, Braixen forced you to do it in order to win (at least, that's the best excuse you can come up with right now). You sigh, expelling the air in your lungs, then shove your nose into the bulk of the fur and take a deep whiff. A warm, spicy aroma fills your lungs. It's...surprisingly pleasant. Do all Fire-types smell like this?
"H-hey," the cute fox toying with you blushes quietly, "What was that for?"
Heat rises along your neck. Ah jeez, did you break some kind of Fennekin line social etiquette by doing that? Hopefully she'll forgive you by the end of the game. Anyway, guessing from the potency of her natural smell right here, you'd assume you're on...
"...your tail."
...
"Nope!" Braixen replies, her grin more than obvious in her tone. You open your eyes as she speaks. It's not like there's a point in keeping them closed anymore. "You're on my chest. You were pretty close, though! That's the second best answer you could've guessed." She looks down and puts a paw on her chin in thought. "Maybe that was a little unfair...hmm."
Your interest is piqued, if something would stop her teasing for a little bit, that'd be a bit refreshing right about no--
"Nah! You lost fair and square. Don't worry, though, I think you'll like this next part~"
Two paws come rushing towards your tiny form, smooshing your face into the deepest part of her chest fluff, right along her skin. It's hot, almost like a sauna, and if you were being honest with yourself, it's about as comfortable. "Hope you like the smell, cutie~" You're rubbed gently into the fur. The sound of Braixen's heartbeat thuds in your ears nostalgically. All of it's making you feel nice and relaxed. Enough to sigh, and take a good, long breath. That same spice flows through your nose and into your lungs, putting you further at ease. If you're left here any longer, you'll probably float off to dreamland...
...would that be so bad?
Suddenly, you're ripped from the cozy cove of pelt that almost lulled you to sleep by the selfsame paws that put you there. You're not sure if that was five seconds or not, but some nagging thought in the back of your mind says it definitely wasn't enough.
"And done! Hope it was as good for you as it was for me~" Braixen teases, a slightly huskier note in her voice.
The implications in that sentence was clear as day, jogging you out of your sleepy funk for now. "H-hey, what're you--"
"Just kidding!" she butts in, a bit of heat in her cheeks. "Let's move on to the next round. Ready? Go!"
Before you could ask her for a break, you were teleported again. This time, your body's pushed way far into a layer of thin, fine black fur and a plush expanse of skin. Not with a paw, or even anything tangible--but by some unknown force. Seems like Braixen's latent psychic powers are a bit more powerful than you'd think. Judging by how soft and squishy, yet toned her skin is here, you're pretty sure it's--
Oh. You blush madly. When you first saw her, you got a very good look at where you are now--if your intuition is to be trusted. The fact that the air seems thicker than ever with that spicy, Braixen-brand musk only confirms it. You're now intimately aware of just how much of your bare skin (especially down low) is pressed up against hers. Chicken skin spreads up your back at the thought of just how close you are to her...
"Time's up!"
Suddenly, two titanic towers of flesh slam together, trapping you in their warm, plush embrace. It only confirms what you already guessed: you're right on her thick, shapely thighs. The fur here is perfectly short and fine, almost making it feel like an infinite expanse of luxurious bedsheets, smothering you on all sides--with giant pillows behind them, of course. Despite all the pressure, this is...really nice. You could probably take a nap here if you wanted--
Wait, that's not the problem here! She's cheating! Huffing, you start thrashing between the soft walls of thigh flesh indignantly. She can't just break her own rules like that!
You keep up your frantic movements, tickling your foxy friend. Fortunately, her legs part soon enough, greeting you with a loud, albeit cute, fit of giggles coming from the sky.
"Heeheehee, s-stooop! You're tickling meheheee!"
But...however relieving it may be to have full access to fresh air, you do feel a pang of longing for just a split second afterwards. After all, her thighs really were comfy...
No! You can't fool around with her! She's a Pokemon, for one, and secondly...
Secondly...nothing. She can talk. She can tease, she can hold and enjoy a conversation with you. Moreso because of the teasing, but still. It's not like it'd be much different from what you'd do with a girl your age...
The thought sends a shiver up your spine. Her flirting's getting to you. Turning your attention to the giant, foxy face above, you voice your complaint directly. "Hey! Stop bending the rules for yourself, missy!"
Her laughing fit mostly spent, Braixen looks right back down at you, crossing her arms and puffing her cheeks in an adorable pout. "Hmph. Serves you right, 'mister'. Don't talk about cheating to me; you're the one who didn't even bother to close his eyes that time."
Well...you can't really argue against that. You did, in fact, get a sneak peek at where you are right now. It didn't do much, to be fair; both the body parts you'd get from 'soft, yet firm, with fine hair' also have black fur involved. Still, the matter is, you both cheated. Hey, let's look at the bright side. Maybe she'll decide to take a break for now.
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