The Horse ladies of Galar had an attitude. 

It wasn't because they all swung a lot of dick, though that certainly didn't help matters. No, their bossy attitude was woven into the tale of Galar. So to distract herself from throating enough Seadra's dick to make her jaw ache, Brandy brushed up on her history lessons. Her old history teacher, Ms. Grace, would be proud to know that her entire class hadn't spent all their time fantasizing about Ms. Grace's Cinccino wife. 

A lot of it, sure, but not all! 

So. Horse Pokémon. Why were they all so full of themselves?

You had to go way back to understand it. Long before binding balls, bond science, and humanity took charge, there was a long age where Pokémon ruled the world. In fact, it used to be that nearly all Pokémon did not speak human languages. It was all very primal instead. Love was communicated by body language, affection, and humans getting their brains fucked out of their ears.

The last was very popular. Pokémon of the time made sure every human lady they fell for got spoiled rotten and cared for nothing, and there were certainly plenty of women who enjoyed revisiting the old days and letting their partner smash them into the bed every night. But as Brandy had keenly learned over her travels, Pokémon were ruled by their hearts, not their heads. When a Pokémon gets worked up, they bare their true selves. Calcine became a passionate but steadfast lover; Sparky was an affectionate brat who teased only so their partner could enjoy pulling her fur, and Morgan...

Morgan was a work in progress, but an undeniable part of her was that she loved having something on the line and fighting for it. With Pokémon, their urges always shone through eventually. Brandy had made a whole fighting style out of satisfying these urges that even Gym's had struggled to handle. It was almost like Brandy was acting like a Pokémon of old, satisfying Pokémon, so they wanted for nothing. That's how she'd broken down Nibbles and so many others. It was fun, and it nearly always worked. 

"Proud of yourself?" Collie hissed at Adrianna as Calcine batted around her with thunderous, heavy punches. Her massive arms were up to guard her center, showing off just how durable she was. Usually, when Calcine got her hands on a Pokémon, they were done for. Collie's armor had a few cracks from a flurry of Flame Charges and Smack Downs, and even some of those cracks were slowly healing. She was a defensive monster, built for slowly exhausting her opponents as she taunted them to go harder and harder on her. An untamable brat and so an irresistible challenge to any team's big hitter. Brandy had never considered how Sparky could be a tank before, but this is how she'd do it if she were. It was pretty genius. "While you've been getting your dick sucked, Milo's been used as a basketball, and I'm not feeling much better!"

"You love it," Adrianna chuckled, her long fingers stroking possessively through Brandy's hair. She wasn't pushing Brandy onto her cock, or even thrusting as she walked. She savored whatever Brandy did to her and rubbed Brandy's head like the good girl she was whenever Brandy brought her rather squished-upon tongue into play. Calcine turned with flame along her arms, ready to charge, and was hit by a wave of purple flame that Adrianna blew out of her mouth like it was nothing but smoke. 

Dragon Breath. Brandy hadn't had to face a Dragon-Type Move yet, but she'd read about what it felt like. Feeling it in the flesh was a whole different matter. The purple flame didn't have much heat to it. Instead, the few droplets that splattered on Brandy's skin made her throat ease up to better take all the dick rolling about in her mouth. It removed the discomfort of her knees on the deck and even made her grip a little harder on Adrinna's thighs. Dragon Type Pokémon were usually a lot to handle, so Dragon Moves primed you to take it. 

Brandy had just gotten a tiny taste of that Dragon Move. Calcine got it full force in the chest, and it left her swaying on her feet, the heat under her skin burning so bright it looked like she'd had glowing tattoos burned into her coal skin. 

"I'm going to crack you open," Calcine growled. "And then I'm going to fuck you in your shell."

"Oh, thanks, Adrianna! Great move!" Collie sarcastically yelled as Calcine went for her with an explosion of heat. The ship rumbled beneath everyone's feet as the pair wrestled around in a ball. Sparky tried to corral them with a web, but she got attached and dragged along with them, her feet skidding on the water-soaked deck. 

Adrianna sniffed and didn't even hit Morgan, who was happily sitting atop the Pincurchin, kneading her fat ass like it was raw dough with a furious red glow in her eyes. Fuck. Brandy's partners were losing themselves and needed her back in the fight, not slobbering all over Seadra's dick. No matter how good it tasted. But Brandy couldn't just break Adrianna by being good at sucking dick because Adrianna was a horse lady, and they had a legend behind them.

Back to the history lesson.

Pokémon ruled with their urges, and everyone was happy with that arrangement. Eventually, every nation had a Legendary who changed the world and let humans climb to the top. Over in Kalos, Xerneas created Inheritance and let humans be empowered by their lovers so Humans could finally match them in the bedroom. In Galar, they had Calyrex, the hottest of all the bunny ladies, even if she always insisted she was a hare. 

Calryex had incredible Psychic power, and she'd been able to read humans like an open book. Language barriers didn't exist for a bunny lady who knew every idle thought of her whole nation, and Calryex saw that for all, everyone was happy. There was so much that went unsaid. Declarations of love that were never explained, promises never unspoken, tender moments lost to the barrier of not being able to talk up. So Calyrex gave up some of her incredible Psychic power and changed the world so all Pokémon could understand humans, no matter what language they spoke. It must have been an absolutely crazy time. Still, the goodwill that sprung from it all made Calryex the ruler of Galar for long after most nations had transitioned to human-led governments. 

What eventually had her hang up the crown was her kink. 

Calyrex loved the horse ladies. Why she did has been left unsaid, though Brandy could definitely understand the appeal. What mattered was that the nation of Galar found out their wise and kind ruler had a desire left unfulfilled, so the country now had a mission. Get their Queen the most laid she had ever been in her long life. It took three Legendary horse ladies to do it, Glastrier, Spectrier, and Keldeo but with a trio of insanely powerful horse ladies, Calryex finally laid down her crown to spend some well-deserved time biting a pillow and getting absolutely spit-roasted into oblivion. 

National myths were fun if you could get the juicy books.

The important thing about all this was that Galar's Legendary Horse Ladies had made the closest thing Galar had to an eternal goddess swoon. It meant all of Galar's Horse Ladies had a level of pride in themselves that even Ditto's found a bit much. They had to be the ideal partners, the ones every woman wanted, and they had to be able to melt the brains of anyone who fell into their laps. Brandy couldn't beat Adrianna if she let her enjoy the fantasy of being the kind of sexual powerhouse that would make even a Legendary blush. No, she could fight back and break that illusion, giving her the same crisis of confidence that Mercury was going through. Or, Brandy could finally up her game. 

Sliding her lips over that long length of cock, Brandy let a truly pornographic moan roll about in her throat. Adrianna's long, languid strokes of Brandy's hair froze, her hand going slack as she sighed happily. The satisfaction absolutely rolled off her in smug waves.  Brandy pulled away from Adrianna's dick with a gasp and a pop, panting heavily. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were half-lidded, and she looked like she had a few too many drinks. It was the perfect brain-addled look, with Brandy's tongue hung out and a trail of saliva connecting her lips to the glistening tip of Adrianna's cock. She let that image hang in the eyes of Milo, pressed to the deck by Morgan's hands firmly on her ass. She made sure it was loud enough that even Collie would hear it in her shell, that moan of a Trainer losing her mind. 

Adrianna glowed with pride at getting to mush a woman's mind with her cock. As she drowned in her content self-confidence, Brandy saw Milo and Collie's eyes narrow. The three of them had come as a team, yet one wasn't pulling her weight. 

"You're so good," Brandy said, rubbing her cheek against Adrianna's cock and stirring the pot a bit. "The fight barely matters when a cock like this is on offer."

"Too true, human. Now, you should be showing me your gratitude by putting those lips back on my shaft. I'll fill your belly."

"Oh, that bitch," Collie hissed as Calcine rolled about with her in a headlock. "Milo, are you seeing this shit? Zing Zap, her smug ass!"

Adrianna blinked slowly, the gravity of the words sinking in a moment too late. The Seadra wasn't stupid; she saw the trap for what it was even as its jaws closed. 

"Stop! It's a Trainer trick!" 

Too late. Milo was already in motion, and the Pincurchin crackled with electricity as she rammed into the Seadra and smashed her in a long slide along the deck. 

"Astonish!" Brandy called Morgan, porting to grab Milo again. "Sparky, Electroweb!"

The Pincurchin had the Lightning Rod ability, so all Electric Moves were sucked up by her supercharged spines. This just meant wave after wave of sticky web slowly bound Morgan and Milo together in a cocoon. Morgan's predatory smile already made the short, thick Pokémon sweat as Morgan rolled her hips in the conductive fabric. 

"Oh, I can fuck you in this, and you can spark all you want now," Morgan growled. "It's a protective wrap for us both. How perfect."

"Y-you won't use your dark claws?" Milo gulped. "Make it fair."

"Now, why would I do that? I love an unfair fight."

Those two were out of the fight, but it was a good trade. Taking Lightning Rod off the table changed everything. 

"Sparky!" Brandy called. "Want to drive a prideful horse lady insane?"

"Do I ever!" 

Perfect. If pride was Adrianna's weakness, then with Sparky's help, they would drive her to do some things that'd make even Calryex blush.