I Want To Lay the Very Best!
318 – Drill Queen ❤❤

Poison could be delivered many different ways depending on the Move, but Brandy already knew Nibbles had Toxic, and that was delivered through saliva, so Nibble's rather intriguing tongue was having a wander over Brandy's body. Nibbles was taking her sweet time with it, teasing at the edge of the pants she was slowly rolling off Brandy's body, running the split tips of her tongue under the fabric to flutter over Brandy's thighs. The battle was still raging around them, but this was the fight Brandy had picked for herself, and she needed to win it. Quickly if possible, which meant letting Nibbles get ahold of her early and egging her on further. 

"These are gorgeous," Nibbles said, dragging her tongue along Brandy's skin. The sharp spikes were an exciting sensation, and the wet feeling left a slight tingle behind as it cooled. "So toned and strong and so fucking soft."

"Enjoy them," Brandy panted, "I'm going to wrap them around your head and let you use that tongue for better things than talking."

Bratting a little close to the sun, Brandy groaned as that exotic tongue slipped back out of her pants and dragged all the way up her thigh, the fleshy spikes lining it and dragging a line of rippling pressure over her pussy.

"Listen to you! You're not going to have the strength to do anything," Nibbles said, her voice muffled as her tongue continued its slow ascent up Brandy's body. Don't worry. I treat my toys very well. Are you feeling it yet?"

Brandy had seen what Nibbles poison would do in a high enough dose. Maple had been weakened but stripped of any filter for her brain. A truth serum that made your muscles weak, leaving you a flopping mess in Nibble's tentacles. A poison for an incredibly dominant personality, one that wanted to do everything for you while all you could do was tell her what you wanted her to do next. The effects were already taking hold; the light feeling where Nibbles licked was spreading throughout her body. She could feel her legs start to give out, and her arms felt heavy against Nibble's gripping tentacles. Adding to the effect, the Toxic venom had a warm tingle, helping her relax as Nibble's grip tightened and stretched her body out. 

"I can still think," Brandy groaned as the last of her pants slid off, and her bare flesh was exposed to the wet splashes of rain and Nibbles roaming tongue. "I'm not your toy yet."

"We'll see how long you last. Don't disappoint." Nibbles said, her tongue running its way between Brandy's thighs. Her legs were too weak to really clench down on it, but the way it ran across her skin made her gasp. All the different parts felt like the tongue had fingers of its own, dragging pressure spots that made her Steam Engine splutter in her chest. Without a real source of heat, all the rain was drowning that powerful stamina in her heart. She would have to do it without the help of Calcine's inheritance. Sparky's Compound Eyes just meant she had a great view of Nibble's bobbing wild eyes, slowly undulating hair, and the trails of wet spit mixing in with the rain ran over her skin. It was a great view that excited Brandy for what came next, but it did not help turn this around.  

Brandy hadn't really had time to experiment with Morgan's Super Luck, but now seemed as good a time as any. Nibbles was in close contact with her, and while her poison robbed her muscles of strength, it also helped Brandy relax and focus. The Mareanie wanted her partners to be attentive observers, but that had never been Brandy's style. Her fingers flexing, she found a nub of one of those spikes on Nibble's tentacles and pushed energy into her fingertips. Super Luck didn't give Brandy any supernatural skill. Trainers all got incredibly good with their fingers eventually. However, Brandy was still a bit of a novice when it came to that art. Super Luck had let her flip a coin and land it on its edge; as long as she had a clear idea of what she wanted to do, it guided her body to do it. Brandy could use it to move her fingers to perfectly grip those tentacle nubs without tugging and giving away what she was doing. With a good grip, she could switch the instruction to pressing in and feel the nubs slip under her fingertips at the pressure. Brandy had played with a nipple a few times in her life. She just had to hope Nibble's tentacle could feel sensations.

Her luck was in. Nibbles gave a surprised squeak, and her head rose from where it was buried between Brandy's legs. 

"That's new," She said, her face grinning. "Do that again."

Sparky's spirit was useful now. Brandy grunted, her voice coming out a little like a song as the relaxing poison started to affect her speech. "Make me."

Nibble's smile was all teeth as her head descended, "If that's the way you want to play, I'll knock that brattiness right out of your head."

As Nibble's tongue returned to Brandy's thighs, her head pressed forward, using the tentacles formed from her hair to push Brandy's legs apart. Brandy's legs were a trembling mess at that point, and she couldn't really stop Nibbles. She didn't want to anyway. She'd been worked up all day; even the Bunny Girl Breastjob hadn't quite scratched the itch she had. She ached for a little bit of pure pleasure, and with the full force of Nibble's attention, she finally got it. Nibbles was done teasing with light licks; now, her tongue was like a drill. The points of her tongue raked over Brandy's insides, just soft enough they didn't hurt but more than stiff enough to drag and excite the flesh. It was a really good feeling, and if Brandy's legs could have squeezed together to help trap that tongue and increase the sensations, she would have. A rough tongue fucking wasn't even a thing Brandy had thought possible, but the Mareanie was providing it. Nibbles went deep and hard, her tongue writhing around inside Brandy with barely controlled enthusiasm, the points of her forked tongue teasing deep within her and coaxing out moans while those wonderful nubs lining her tongue ground against Brandy's clit.

Brandy was trying not to scream, but the poison insisted she be honest, so she was making some noises she didn't even know she had in her. They weren't even moans; they were more of a snarl and clearing of the throat to make a bassy rumble that Nibbles seemed to adore hearing from how she waggled her head back and fore. 

Nibbles tongue was a force of nature, perfectly built for this sort of thing, and she clearly had some skill with it. Nibbles had a knack for sensing when Brandy's moans started to peak and backed off, slowing the motion and teasing with soft touches that had Brandy shivering and gasping. Then she would pick up the pace again, her tongue a twisting tornado inside of Brandy's body, her tentacles stretching Brandy's body out to let her better rearrange Brandy's insides. 

"Fuck! Fuck you're good," Brandy panted, unable to look away from the wild eyes staring up at her from between her thighs. She couldn't even brat about it. The poison was just spilling the words out of her mouth as she thought them. Nibble's eyes shone with self-satisfaction, and the way her body moved was practically a dance as she shifted her stance, folded Brandy back with her tentacles, and started fucking Brandy even harder with her tongue.

It was a losing battle. Brandy could feel herself slipping. The sensations were just so good. No wonder Maple had been a brain-addled mess. The Mareanie was a tough fight; all it took was a little poison in you for her to snowball toward victory. 

"You're going to cum for me, aren't you?" Nibbles asked, pulling her tongue free and dragging the length of it against Brandy's inner thigh. The vividly colorful blue muscle looked so pretty against Brandy's tanned skin.   

"I want it," Brandy said, "I really do. But I'm still going to beat you."

"Amazed you can still lie," Nibbles chuckled, her tongue scraping over Brandy's skin as she lapped lazily side to side. Brandy ached for it to go back in her. She needed it badly. But she wasn't lying. 

The truth poison was in her, but if Nibbles thought that'd make Brandy weaker, she was mistaken. Brandy's urges were floating on the top of her mind, and right now she wanted to stop with the foreplay and really get down to things. Brandy reached up with her hands, gripping the two tentacles above her, and used her fingers to dig in. Super Lucky guided her touch, a quick squeeze, and she dragged a trembling moan out of Nibbles, her legs shaking as Brandy dug her fingers in.

"I promise you, before this is over, you're going to be on your back, and I'm going to be riding you like a Lapras," Brandy growled. "Now stop talking about how you're going to make me cum, and do it."

It was the first time Nibble's confidence was really broken; for just a moment, there was panic in those pastel green pupils as they darted around amongst the gold. Brandy wasn't getting any stronger with the poison in her, but she'd forgotten her best skill. Knowing other Pokémon. She'd just have to soften up Nibbles until she was even weaker than Brandy. 

"Your body is going to feel so good writhing under me, tentacles wrapped around my legs. The weight of me pressing down on you. You want that, don't you?"

"No," Nibbles said, her face flushing as her voice came out in a squeak, "I'm going to-."

"Lie to me," Brandy grinned. "That's okay. You're getting the truth out of me. I'll get the truth out of you. Do your worst."