Being a Pokemon Master had some ups and downs but you enjoyed the adventure with each region you explore to capture every type of Pokemon. You were in the desert in search for a Pokemon but it was so hot you were on the brink of passing out multiple times, but you had a load of supplies to survive off of that would last about a month or two. While you were exploring you notice an anthropomorphic cacturne, with a very feminine and curvaceous figure, standing completely still and staring right at you. These kinds of Pokémon’s stood completely still until night time came, and they had a hunch for going after humans at nightfall and getting some liquid from them, whether that be their sweat or something else. It had a chain that was broken around its neck, indicating that it had a master before but cacturnes gain incredible strength at nightfall.

Now it was nighttime and you were relaxing in the house you just made and were getting ready to get some sleep. Suddenly, your front door opens revealing the cacturne you previously found earlier. It was looking at you with a certain glint in its eyes, its large hips swaying from side to side and its pudgy thighs rubbing against each other.

“You’re one of the few humans who hasn’t tried to keep me. I may consider you my master but I want some kind of fluid from you, anything will do. My name is Thorne, and I hope I get to hear you call me by my name soon enough.”

He said in a soft and gentle tone. Usually cacturnes are aggressive but this one was quite calm. His very round backside was shaking with the slightest movement he made, emphasizing his powerful curves.