>Darling, we need to talk about that distracting problem between your legs. I won't care to have it like this, erected and throbbing in my name, but...
>Keldeo. She's been neglecting and skipping her training in order to waste her time ogling that disgusting "morning wood" of yours, as you humans refer to them.
>Truly, a disgrace. As we both know, I'm in charge of her temporal tutelage and I won't like Cobalion to point her hoof at me if Keldeo starts partaking on activities with humans. Namely, intercourse.
>...
>I'm not asking you to wear clothes again, I doubt these rags will conceal anything by how tore apart I left them.
>I hate to say this, but you'd have to ma-ma-ma... to masturbate! Eewww, just saying the word alone sends me shivers down my spine.
>All I ask you is to move your cute ass behind the greenery every morning and start stroking your meat till you're shoot a lenghty rope of your seed in the woods unless there is a better way to deal with your indecency.
Would you like to speak your mind? Do you agree with that snooby creature?
You've been trapped in Virizion's turf for at least 2 or 3 weeks, you don't remember well.
You tried to escape 1 time, it went horrible. The sick smile of that wild Emolga still torments you nowadays.
You're currently leashed to a tree. Escaping will require you to have a sharp object and lot of time to cut the vine.
