Pokemon: Reborn As Ditto

A Mistake In Heat (R18+) – Extended Version

"Are you feeling something yet?" Misty asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

I shook my head, my eyes closed tight in concentration, as if feeling the sensation build up inside me.

"I'm feeling something building up inside me," I said, my voice trembling slightly, "but it's like it's not enough. I feel like your hand is making me feel funny, good kind of funny, but like it's not enough."

Misty's mind was racing with thoughts like "Why isn't this thing going down yet?" and "What if anyone sees us?" But she took a deep breath, her eyes fixed on mine, and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

I shrugged, trying to think of a solution. "Maybe you could try something else?" I suggested, my voice laced with anticipation.

Misty's eyes narrowed, her thoughts screaming "What am I doing?!" But she took another deep breath, her eyes locked on mine, and leaned forward, her mouth inching closer to the mushroom.

I could feel my heart racing, my pulse pounding in my ears, as Misty's tongue darted out, giving a small lick to the tip of the mushroom.

Misty's eyes narrowed slightly, her expression confused, as she tasted the sweetness. "Hmm," she thought, "this isn't so bad."

With newfound determination, Misty wrapped her lips around the head of the mushroom, her tongue swirling around it in slow circles.

Her eyes closed tight, her face scrunched up in concentration, as she started to move her head up and down, her lips creating a suction that made my heart race.

I could feel my breath catching in my throat, my body responding to the sensation, as Misty continued to move her mouth, her tongue darting in and out.

Misty's movements became more rhythmic, her mouth moving in a steady pace, her tongue and lips working in tandem.

I couldn't help but let out a low moan, my body trembling with pleasure, as Misty continued to suck and swirl her tongue around me.

"This is... this is something else," I thought, my mind reeling with the sensation.

I put my hand on her head, gently rubbing her hair, as Misty looked up, her eyes locking onto mine.

"You're doing so good, Misty," I told her, my voice encouraging her to continue.

Misty's eyes sparkled with determination, and as she brought in some tongue play, her movements becoming more deliberate, her own arousal grew.

Her mouth was filled with my thickness, her tongue swirling around me in hot, slippery circles. I could feel her sucking on me harder, her mouth creating a vacuum that made my heart skip a beat.

As I let out a soft moan, my body trembling with pleasure, Misty's own body responded.

At first, it was just a subtle tingling sensation in her fingers as she wrapped them around my shaft. But as she continued to move her mouth up and down, the sensation started to spread, her pulse quickening, her face growing hotter. She started to feel a subtle ache between her legs, a gentle throbbing that she couldn't quite ignore.

She could feel her own juices dripping down her thighs, her panties growing wetter by the second.

Her fingers twitched with the urge to touch herself. It was a struggle for her to keep her hands still, but she managed. Barely.

"I think I can feel something," I told her, my voice growing more urgent. "You should go faster, Misty."

Misty's pace increased, her movements becoming more insistent, as I held her head with both of my hands, my fingers tangling in her hair.

Her hand moved, her fingers brushing against her panties.
"Mhmm..."a muffled moan left her mouth

"I-its coming, something is coming," I stammered, my body tensing up in anticipation.

Misty's eyes locked onto mine just then, her mind cleared a bit from her own arousal, and she continued to move her head, her mouth working its magic.

My body shuddered beneath her touch, as my seed exploded forth in a hot, sticky rush, coating Misty's mouth in white.

Misty's eyes widened in surprise at the load, as she tried to swallow a bit, but it was too much for her.

She pulled her mouth out, and the batter spilled everywhere on the ground.

I quickly kneeled down beside her, rubbing her back and apologizing profusely.

"I'm so sorry, Misty. I didn't mean for it to happen like that. It was just so sudden and pleasurable that I couldn't respond," I explained, trying to catch my breath.

Misty wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand, looking a bit dazed but okay.

"It's okay," she said softly, her voice still shaking slightly.

I continued to rub her back, trying to comfort her. "I'm really sorry, Misty. I didn't mean to do that," I repeated, feeling a pang of guilt.

Misty looked up at me, her eyes searching mine. "It's really okay," she said again, her voice firmer this time. "I just... wasn't expecting it."

In her eyes, there was a little embarrassment, but also a hint of pride, as if she's proud to have brought me off like that.

"Ah...I guess that did it," I said, still trying to catch my breath.

Misty's hands quickly pulled away from her wet petals, and she squeezed her thighs shut as if trying to hide her arousal. "Y-yeah...I think so," she stammered, her mind still a bit muddled due to the wetness she was still feeling leaking from her lower lips.

I pretended to be oblivious to the liquid trailing down her thighs, and my eyes widened in mock surprise. "Wait, what's this?" I asked, pointing to the small puddle forming on the ground.

Misty's eyes snapped up, her face freezing in alarm. "Uh, I-I don't know," she stuttered, her voice trembling slightly.

I took a step closer, my eyes fixed on the wet spot. "Is that...did you just...?" I started to ask, my voice dripping with fake curiosity.

Misty's body seemed to stiffen, her eyes darting around the area as if searching for an escape route. She was paralyzed with fear, unsure of how to react to this sudden turn of events.

"Oh my gosh, did you really..." I asked, my voice full of mock amazement.

Misty's face turned bright red, and she looked like she was about to bolt. But her legs seemed rooted to the spot, unable to move as she stood there, her secrets exposed.

"Did you really pee?" I asked, my voice still laced with fake curiosity.

Misty's eyes widened, and she let out a small "Eh?" before a look of relief washed over her face. For a moment, she seemed to relax, thinking that I had mistakenly assumed she had peed.

But then, I scrunched up my nose, and my expression turned puzzled. "No, it doesn't smell like pee," I said, taking a step closer to her.

Misty's relief was short-lived, and her face froze once again. Her eyes darted around, searching for an escape route, as her body tensed up in anxiety.

"What...what do you mean?" she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

I took another step closer, my eyes fixed on the wet spot between her legs. "I mean, it doesn't smell like pee," I repeated, my tone still curious.

As Misty sat on her butt, despite her trying to close her thighs, she couldn't really close off everything, especially with her short pants. The gap between her legs was still visible, and I could see a glimpse of the wetness.

"The liquid seems to be coming from...um, a part of your body where, on me, my penis is," I said, my eyes fixed on the gap between her legs.

Misty's eyes widened in alarm, and she tried to squeeze her thighs shut again, but it was too late.

"Lemme see, lemme see," I said, my curiosity getting the better of me, as I reached out to pry her thighs open.

Misty's hands came up, trying to stop me. "No, Ditto, don't! It's not good!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with panic.

I could see the desperation in her eyes, and I knew she was thinking, "Ditto mustn't see it." But I was too curious.

I suddenly looked up, a mischievous glint in my eye, and said, "Oh? Officer Jenny?"

Misty's head snapped towards the road, her eyes scanning the area in surprise and shock. But there was no one there.

I couldn't help but chuckle at the look on her face. "Gotcha," I said, my voice low and teasing.

With a swift motion, I opened up her thighs with my hand, and moved my head close to her crotch as if I was inspecting something. Misty's eyes widened in horror, and she tried to push me away, but I held firm.

"N-no, Ditto! Stop it!" she protested, her face crimson with embarrassment

I leaned forward, my fascination getting the better of me, and gently licked the wet region on her pants. "Hmm, it's a bit salty," I observed, my tongue darting out for a second taste.

Misty couldn't help herself, and a soft moan escaped her lips. She immediately covered her mouth with her hand, trying to muffle the sudden sound.

I looked up at her, a curious expression on my face. "Misty, I may need to do a closer inspection to learn about this weird human anatomy," I said, my eyes sparkling with a sense of scientific wonder.

Misty tried to rebuke me from trying, but her hands were too busy trying to control her moans. She couldn't stop me, and my hands kept poking at the wetness, her mind going wild with each touch.

I pulled down her shorts, showing off her light pink underwear, which were glistening with moistness. "Oh? Another layer of skin?" I asked, poking at the underwear as if I didn't know what I was doing.

I knew very well what I was doing, and with my finger, I deliberately targeted the region where the clit was likely to be. Misty's breathing grew ragged, and she could feel her body's arousal growing stronger. Her hands clenched into fists, trying to keep herself from letting out a wanton moan.

"Looks like the liquid is coming from behind these pink thing," I said, carefully studying the patch of skin before continuing.

"Misty, I think we need to take off these obstructions," I said, my fingers hooked under the waistband of her pink underwear. Misty felt a shudder of desire run down her spine at the thought of being completely exposed. She tried to resist, tried to find the strength to push me away, but she couldn't.

As Misty's underwear came off, her nether region was exposed, revealing her pink, glistening pussy. It was damp from her arousal, and I could see the outline of her lips. They were plump and swollen, the folds of her pussy shining with wetness. Her clit was hidden from view, but I could see the small patch of hair above it.

"Wait a minute!?" I exclaimed, my voice full of innocent curiosity.

Misty seemed to come out of her arousal daze, her eyes snapping back into focus. "??"

My fingers traced the outline of her vulva, my gaze fixed on the delicate folds of skin. "Where is your stick!?" I asked, my tone utterly genuine and bewildered.

Misty's expression changed from shock to confusion. "W-what are you talking about, Ditto?" she stammered.

I pointed toward my own half-erect penis, which was exposed to the air. "You know, this thing," I said, as if trying to make sense of what I had learned about human anatomy.

Misty sighed, and I could see realization dawning on her face once again. She looked at me like I was a curious student who was overeager to learn, but didn't know the first thing about what they were doing.

Misty took a deep breath, trying to control her still-hot and steamy voice. "G-girls do not have a d-dick... they have a v-v-vagina," she stammered, her voice shaking slightly as my finger continued to play with her lower lips.

I nodded eagerly, my eyes wide with excitement. "Oh, oh!"

As Misty spoke, her body began to shiver in pleasure, and a soft moan escaped her lips. "Ahn...ah...ah..."

Suddenly, my eyes widened even further as I made a discovery. "Oh, I found a hole here!" I exclaimed, my finger probing deeper into her vagina.

Misty's body tensed up, and she let out a pleading cry. "St-stop, don't..."

But it was too late. My finger had already slid inside her, and a loud moan erupted from her lips. "Ahhhnn!"

My curiosity continued to take over, and I couldn't help but slide my finger in deeper. Misty's breathing grew ragged, and her body tensed with each movement.

Misty's mind was racing. She couldn't believe what was happening. Her body was responding in ways she had never experienced before, and it felt so wrong, yet so right at the same time.

"N-no, Ditto, we shouldn't..." she protested feebly, trying to find the strength to stop me. But her body's responses had overcome her ability to resist.

I continued to explore Misty's vagina, feeling the soft walls and the subtle shifts in temperature. My excitement grew with each new sensation, and I couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle.

"This is amazing! Its so tight and slippery!" I exclaimed, marveling at my discovery.

Misty's mind was a whirlwind of emotions. Part of her wanted to stop me, but another part of her was desperately yearning for more. She couldn't believe she was allowing this to happen, but she couldn't bring herself to tell me to stop either.

"Ahh...ahh...more..don't s-stop..." Misty moaned, her body helplessly responding to my touch. 

I didn't know what I was doing, but my fingers kept moving, exploring Misty's vagina, and causing her to moan louder and louder. 

Misty's back arched, her hands clenched into fists, and her toes curled as she lost herself in the ecstasy of the moment.

My curiosity continued to take over, and I couldn't help but slide my finger in deeper. Misty's breathing grew ragged, and her body tensed with each movement.

Misty's mind was racing. She couldn't believe what was happening. Her body was responding in ways she had never experienced before, and it felt so wrong, yet so right at the same time.

"N-no, Ditto, we shouldn't..." she protested feebly, trying to find the strength to stop me. But her body's responses had overcome her ability to resist.

I continued to explore Misty's vagina, feeling the soft walls and the subtle shifts in temperature. My excitement grew with each new sensation, and I couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle.

"This is amazing! It's so tight and slippery!" I exclaimed, marveling at my discovery.

Misty's mind was a whirlwind of emotions. Part of her wanted to stop me, but another part of her was desperately yearning for more. She couldn't believe she was allowing this to happen, but she couldn't bring herself to tell me to stop either.

"Ahh...ahh...more...don't stop..." Misty moaned, her body helplessly responding to my touch.

Suddenly, I pulled out my fingers. "More liquid is coming from here," I said, my eyes gleaming with excitement. "I want to taste it."

Misty was in a daze from pleasure, and she could barely speak. "Yeah, yeah, more," she muttered, her body still trembling from the aftermath of the pleasure.

Without hesitation, I grabbed Misty's waist and pulled her towards me. Misty was taken by surprise, but before she could react, my mouth had already started its assault on her private part.

She was expecting fingers, but this was something she had never experienced before. The sudden disappearance of fingers from her insides caused a bit of disappointment, but the sensation of a mouth on her was incredibly more intense. Misty's breathing grew even more ragged as she let out a loud moan.

Misty's back arched, her hands clenched into fists, and her toes curled as she lost herself in the ecstasy of the moment. She couldn't believe what was happening, but she couldn't bring herself to stop me either.

I eagerly dove in, my tongue exploring every inch of Misty's insides. I swirled my tongue around her clit, causing Misty to gasp in pleasure.

Misty's hand reached down, her fingers digging into my hair as she pushed my mouth deeper into her. She was in a daze, her moans growing louder by the second.

Misty's thighs clenched around my head, trapping me in place. I didn't mind, I was enjoying this discovery too much to care.

Misty's moans grew more insistent, her breath hot and steamy. "More, don't stop," she urged, her hips bucking against my face.

My tongue moved faster, and I could feel Misty growing more and more aroused. Her fingers tugged at my hair, urging me on.

"Not so rough," Misty moaned, her voice barely above a whisper.

I slowed down, my tongue flicking lightly against Misty's clit. Her moans grew louder once again, her hips bucking harder.

"I'm coming!" Misty cried out, her body shuddering in pleasure. Her thighs clenched around my head as she rode the waves of her orgasm. I wasn't entirely sure what was happening, but I was enjoying the feeling of Misty's pleasure, the way her body was responding to me.

Misty's hand pressed against the back of my head, holding me in place. I could feel her insides clenching around my tongue, and I could feel her body trembling.

"Ahhh...ahhh...ahhh," Misty moaned, her body slowly coming down from the high of her orgasm.

Finally, Misty's grip on my head loosened, and I pulled away, my tongue still coated in her essence.

Misty lay back on the grass, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. "Oh my god..." she breathed, still in a daze from what had just happened.

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