>>50761345Are you sure you wouldnt rather have a male Sylveon?
Imagine his ribbons wrapping around your soft cock, tightening and releasing, slowly yet firmly working it into erectness.
Imagine feeling his little tounge lapping softly at your nipples, alternating between them, always staying on one long enough to keep it nice and wet and hardening in the cool breeze but never long enough to keep you satisfied.
Between his lapping and kneeding you have your eyes shut firmly, repeating in your head that you are straight you know your straight, no male Sylveon could make you feel this way. But then you feel his tounge disappear from your chest and you open an eye to see him mere inches away from your face staring at you, his eyes lidded with a half-smirk plastered on.
You try to tell him to stop, to tell him to get off, to tell him that your straight, but your cry of protestation comes out as a deep, husky moan and at that moment, both you and he knows you have lost.
His smirk growing into a triumphant grin, you feel his ribbons extend to enclose your hands and feet, pinning them and you to the ground.
As you feel his ribbons fully tighten around your now rock hard cock and gasp as you feel the tip of his thick shaft line up at your anus, you pray that he wont be so rough, that he might let you go, and that he might eventually let you cum.
But who would want ever a male Sylveon haha.
