CLAIRE'S STORY (CHAPTER #161)

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Okay, this is something that's kinda outta the ordinary for this book, similarly to how random the SCP stuff I did yesterday was, but this is gonna be alot... Darker. This is probably the darkest Inuzu has drawn, and I decided that it'd make an interesting and unique scenario, so uh... Don't worry if you don't like it, we'll be back to our (semi)regularly scheduled content.

Oh, and TW: Abuse, Transphobia, Sexual Exploitation, all of that jazz. Get ready.

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Poké-Brothels weren't uncommon in this day and age. Humanity had came along way since treating Pokémon as pets, especially those of... Human-Like Origin. It was an open secret that these Pokémon came about from Pokémon-Human breeding, and it wasn't uncommon back in the ancient days of Hisui for that to happen, even if it became a bit taboo once Pokéballs were invented. This being said, after all that business about the so-called 'King' of Team Plazma resurfaced over a decade later, it seemed that Pokémon-Human relationships were 'in' again. That being said, people had already been doing this shit in secret, and Poké-Brothels had always existed, it was just that they no longer had to be a secret. These were, as the name entails, not kind to their Pokémon. They were being used as sex objects, how could they be? Anyway, there was a certain level of cruelty unmatched in the very one you'd gone to. As much as it hit you in the post-nut, you still got your thrill from fucking a nice, plump Pokémon ass, so of course when you found a brothel in your area that was pretty cheap (though still raking in the dough since, well, sex sells and all), you were ecstatic. Despite all of this however... You didn't find an ounce of blood flowing to your friend down-under.

Yeah, you were a bit disappointed. It matched the dingy setting, you supposed, and it wasn't like you'd pay too much compared to some places. 20 Pokédollars wasn't cheap in the grand scheme of money, but when you compare that to other, more upscale places, this was practically for free. Eventually, however, you found yourself face to face with... A dishevelled orange Gardevoir.

Seeing her, your heart sank. The man who worked there and had guided you through the selection so far had spoken about how this 'Voir had constantly spoken about some 'master', which he supposed she'd been hallucinating. Once you saw her however... You knew what was up. "Not our most popular Pokéslut we got. They were abandoned presumably. We need to get rid of them to be honest with ya." The man explained, seemingly showing no emotion. It wasn't like you were listening anyway. You were focused on the way she looked at you. Her face seemed sunken, and her red eyes seemed dull. You met eyes and she spoke softly.

"M-Master, is that you?... I knew you loved me..." She said, her voice tired, pained slightly. Of course, you'd also noticed the little buddy between her legs. Looked like she wasn't all she was afterall. The man began to ramble about agreed prices and all, but... You didn't feel so horny afterall, it seemed.

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