Inside the bathroom.
"Ha... Hakuya..."
Having been teleported in by Gardevoir's psychic power, Rosa covered her burning face, her legs trembling involuntarily.
Uuu-waa... so this is what he meant by "deep understanding"...
On the side, Hakuya released Feebas from her Poké Ball, gently stroking her brown hair and giving her instructions.
"Sit here for a bit. I'll come help you once I'm done washing them."
"Okay."
The humanized Feebas nodded calmly, still maintaining that "Kuudere" persona—no mouth, no heart, no expression.
A cascade of silky, light brown hair fell to her waist, the tips shimmering like morning dew.
Her face was exquisite and beautiful, yet devoid of any emotion, her porcelain skin making her lip color look as pale as fallen cherry blossoms in early spring.
Looking slightly lower, her structured white-and-brown dress revealed patches of snowy-white skin, and her delicate calves beneath the slightly lifted hem were quite eye-catching.
Even though her original form was plain, the humanized Feebas already showed traces of the beauty and charm she would possess as a Milotic.
After settling Feebas, Hakuya took the fresh clothes from Gardevoir and hung them one by one on the hooks in the stall. He then smiled at Rosa, who was practically turning into a human steam engine.
"I've brought all your clothes in. Come here and start washing~"
"Okay..."
Gazing at the erotic, hollowed-out lace panties Hakuya had placed on the hook, the girl's already flushed face grew even darker, and her cornflower-blue eyes became misty.
At this moment, the warm water from the shower spilled down, filling the bathroom with a dense, swirling mist.
Hakuya tucked Rosa's chestnut hair behind her ear, letting the warm water flow down her strands and over her snowy shoulders.
A dollop of body wash he had prepared in his palm dissolved in the water, gradually being worked into a thick, creamy lather.
"Mmm... Ha... Hakuya... we should take the clothes off first..."
Sensing the familiar, scorching heat nearby, Rosa felt her whole body go limp, and broken whimpers instinctively leaked from her throat.
By now, her chestnut hair was dripping with water, droplets sliding down her collarbones and into the neckline of her deep blue knit sweater.
The high-neck design was meant to be dignified and cold, giving off an air of being untouchable.
But now, it was completely soaked through, the voluptuous and soft breasts outlining a full, rounded contour that made the shy girl's face turn beet-red.
"Alright. Lift your arms a bit."
Hakuya grabbed the hem of her clothes and gently rolled them upward, exposing Rosa's enchanting figure—her shoulders were slender and rounded, her arms crystal white, and beneath her delicate collarbones were two plump, perky, and towering snowy peaks.
"Ha... Hakuya... st... start washing..."
Sensing that scorching gaze, Rosa, though still bashful, subconsciously arched her slender, soft waist so Hakuya could rub the lather from her collarbones all the way down to her ankles.
Unlike just wearing clothes or being hugged and kissed in the room, this shameful, burning sensation far surpassed the previous experiences, nearly making her lose consciousness.
After a while, Hakuya picked up a wrung-out towel and gently wiped the enchanting, snowy body before him.
Under Rosa's expression of being "fully cooked" with shame, Hakuya gently propped up her two soft, plump peach-buttocks, and a surge of heat drove in, stirring up heart-stopping waves of flesh against her rounded softness.
The moment she was breached, a seductive red flower fell.
As Hakuya's waist slammed forward, the meat-rod—made monstrous and thick by [Psychic Boost]—ruthlessly impaled that weak barrier, driving directly against the cervix at Rosa's deepest depths. The mist in the bathroom seemed to freeze at that moment; only Rosa's porcelain-white thighs were trembling violently. Crystalline streaks of blood slid from the union, quickly dispersing into the white, soapy water on the floor like a vibrant red plum blossom wilting in a storm.
"Ah-ha—! It went... to the very depths... you're going to poke through Rosa... ugh-waa!"
Rosa's mouth fell open in a daze. Due to the extreme fullness and the shock of being deflowered, she stiffened in Hakuya's arms, her eyes instantly rolling back into an Ahegao expression. Due to the [Famous Vessel · Unova Spring] attribute, her narrow, unvisited path was packed with layers of soft flesh that squirmed and sucked frantically, as if countless greedy little mouths were biting down on every inch of the intruder's head.
Hakuya let out a low growl, his large hands ruthlessly locking onto those two massive snowy breasts—as soft and plump as freshly made mochi—and began a violent charge on the slippery tile floor. Every heavy thrust hit her sweet spot directly, bringing out loud, lewd "glug-glug" squelching sounds. The warm water from the shower washed over their entangled bodies, yet it couldn't dilute the thick, suffocating musk of raw lust.
Rosa's slender jade feet locked tightly around Hakuya's waist. Under the frantic pumping, her towering, full snowy peaks repeatedly slammed against Hakuya's broad chest, stirring up magnificent waves of flesh. Under the impact of this soul-shaking pleasure, the "spring" within Rosa's body erupted with a surge of scalding lewd water due to the extreme ecstasy, completely flooding the already damp environment.
"Too... too intense... my body... I can't take it anymore~"
At this moment, even though Rosa was mentally prepared, her blushing face was instantly covered in the charms of spring.
Her cornflower-blue eyes were misty, and between her parted cherry lips, she leaked a bone-melting, sweet, and needy moan.
Her small, pink tongue had become stained with crystalline saliva at some point. Along with her trembling, slender waist, it slowly drooped toward the two white, voluptuous snowy peaks undulating beneath her collarbones.
For Rosa, who had never been "plowed" like this before, the black-haired youth's movements felt like a divine oracle descending from the heavens, making her submit instinctively.
"Mmm... ahhh!"
Accompanying her sudden high-pitched moan, her ivory-white, crystal-clear, and beautiful legs trembled violently as they wrapped tightly around Hakuya's waist.
"Master, I want it too~"
On the other side, the obsessively lovestruck Gardevoir had already embraced Hakuya from behind.
"Mngh... uuu-waaa!"
Only moments later, a cold woman's voice—sounding like melting ice—escaped Gardevoir's crimson lips, mirroring the conquered Rosa.
"..."
To the side, Feebas—who had been placed in the corner by her Trainer—sat slumped on the water-soaked floor.
Right now, her vision was filled with dazzling white light, splashing water, and the somewhat noisy "slap-slap" sounds in her ears.
Does... does bathing usually require this many people?
Watching the three entangled figures beneath the shower, Feebas felt a bit confused.
He said he was going to clean her body, but why has the Trainer been washing them for so long?
Suddenly, the "Kuudere" girl's eyelashes fluttered.
Her brows, usually as frozen as a doll's, knit together unconsciously, sending a ripple across her normally emotionless porcelain face.
A voluptuous and seductive mature woman peeked her head in from the door nearby. Her loose lavender kimono was partially undone, revealing a vast expanse of snowy whiteness that made it impossible to look away.
Shaking that wave of trembling snow, the mature woman stepped barefoot into the flooded area with glazed eyes.
Feebas just tilted her head as the bunny girl, blushing furiously and wearing nothing but fishnet stockings on her lower body, walked in, her slender and erotic thighs exposed to the air.
Following close behind was the petite girl with emerald hair, holding up her princess dress. For some reason, her dignified and beautiful face was also dyed with a flushed pink hue.
"Mmm..."
As the temperature in the bathroom gradually became scorching, the emotionless girl instinctively wanted to leave the place.
But she looked at Hakuya, who was buried between voluptuous snowy mounds, and her indifferent nature resurfaced.
Since the Trainer didn't tell her to leave, it seemed better to stay here and maintain her original position.
Thinking this, Feebas continued to sit silently on the floor.
The white, thick fluids were like spider silk, slowly spreading toward her from the point of union, completely surrounding her.
"Mmm... it's a bit strange~"
Perhaps from watching for too long, the tips of the "Kuudere" girl's ears instinctively flushed with a faint red.
Though she still maintained her expressionless shell, it was as if a precision machine had suddenly crashed at a critical step.
Suddenly, she felt a faint, dazed mist of spring water clouding her vision.