This choice: Delia has unbirthed Max and she likes it | Go Back Chapter 49: Not just Ash's mom any more (ID #300368) an addition by: chaos ![View fearboy's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author Nothing was said between Delia and Max; nether one knew what to do next. Misty looked on, raptly at the meeting between soon to be mother and son. If what nurse Joy had said was true, Delia was going to be sucking this unknown boy up her sex and into her womb. This thought didn’t repel Misty, it did the opposite by exciting the teenage Gym leader. Off in the corner, nurse Joy looked at her watch and rolled her eyes. If she didn’t initiate this fast, they could be here all day.
“Let me give you a hand,” Joy called out with a little too much enthusiasm. Walking swiftly to Delia’s side, Joy pulled up the Delia’s dress and exposing her purple thong underwear. If Max had been a few years older, he would have had a major hard-on from seeing this sight, but because of his age, seeing the skintight thong caused his mouth to go dry mouth and eyes to bulge out.
“Epp!” Delia squeaked when she felt the draft between her legs. Why did she have to pt on her thong this morning, instead of something more conservative?
“Nice legs miss, but you have one last thing keeping you from fully volunteering,” Joy said roguishly. Delia gulped and realized that the Pokemon nurse was referring to her thong. Taking a deep breath, Delia reached down between her legs and tugged the thong to her knees. The underwear fell to her feet and Delia stepped out of them. She nervously smiled at Max whose eyes were aimed strait at the naked sex. Working on impulse, Max bent down and stretched a hand towards the puffy vulva. His finger sank between the folds and Delia inhaled deeply at the intimate touch. He could feel the heat from the insides of Delia around his finger; it felt warm and squishy to his single digit. Feeling much braver, Max extended another finger between the folds of flesh. Pulling his finger apart, the lips widen a bit and Max peered into the depths of Delia’s cunt. He only saw pink, rides going deep into her tunnel shaped entrance. Studying the insides like it was a textbook, Max felt some overpowering urge to get closer into that slick muscular hole. Pulling out his fingers, Max then pushed in all five of his fingers, followed by his palm. With his whole hand with in the clenching twat of Delia, Max felt his original fear go away and decided to enjoy the partial insertion for now, but Delia had other plans. Feeling this boys whole hand inside her was making Delia light headed from the pleasure, only one coherent thought was able to penetrate her pleasure filled mind, she needed more. Her inner muscled pulled firmly on his arm, causing him to go shooting shoulder deep into the tight confined cunt of this beautiful woman. The tight ring of flesh called the cervix was squeezing his wrist tightly as it started to begin to accept the object being shoved into it. Delia shivered in pleasure, as the young boy’s arm slid back and forth inside her for a bit as she clenched and unclenched around the limb. Max Pulled back a tad, he slowly was able to push his other arm in, juices started to flow rather freely now, coating his arms as he moved them about. The cervix was within his finger reach and his face was pressed firmly above the stretched out lips of Delia. Her purple pubic hair tickled Max’s cheek, as he was ground into her cleft. With Delia’s face hidden behind her big, full bosom, Max couldn’t even see her face before he was sucked into her heated depths. Taking one last breath of fresh air that was already scented by the pussy not to far from his nose, Max closing his eyes and pressing his face in between the twat. Delia gasped as he pushed forward abruptly, her vulva stretching around his head and arms now as her internal muscles began to draw him further in. As he traveled deeper into her, Delia’s body began to react to such a large object pushed into it. Interior muscle were rippling around his arms and then his head as soon his shoulders began to grind against the soft sex, slowly the now wet flesh contracted, swallowing his shoulders with a pop. Panting and squeezing her fists to concentrate, Delia was nearly bowled over as her vagina was filled with everything above Max’s chest. Still completely new to unbirthing, Delia couldn’t do much more then moan at how good it felt as he slid deeper. Delia nearly went crossed eyed when her labia rippling around his chest and then slowly down over his abdomen. A heaving contraction pushed Max’s head slowly through clenching cervix and he opened his eyes to the barren womb. Wet, smooth muscles ran over Max’s body, giving it a full body massage. Max was pulled in to the womb bit by bit and as he did, he started to curl up into a ball. He could feel his thighs against the labia and knew that soon he would be fully inside this wonderful woman. Delia could feel the pressure building inside her with ever contraction that filled her more with Max and pulled him steadily into her womb. By grating her hips, Delia was able to help her body drive Max fully inwards and get the needed friction to hit her big O. Gasping as finally her body exploded in a monstrous climax, Her twat sucked Max’s lower legs and feet in and her belly swelled and bulged as he her stomach out, making her look almost completely pregnant. Moaning softly, Delia wobbly walked to her seat and collapsed into her chair. She just sat there, eyes closed in pleasure, loving the sensations flowing through her body as Max lay in her womb. Slowly, coherent thoughts came to Delia and she giggled girlishly when she looked at the swell in her lower belly. Nurse Joy returned to center stage once she was certain that the demonstration was over, smiling at the amazed women in front of her she addressed all of them.
“Pick out any male that catches your fancy and get them into your wombs, I promise you that happiness is only an internal push away for all you ladies.” Everyone’s doubts and fear was washed away from the display of raw, animalistic pleasure that they had witnessed. For Misty, she was left wondering who else she would run into in this strange town.
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