As he waits to be let in the cave for the first time he feels very excited, not only would it would be his first time entering there but he would also be the first ever person to enter it. As he walks to a stand to sign in to enter, he gets an odd feeling that something great might happen to him. He enters the cave to feel the atmosphere cold of being in there but luckily he had a coat on just incase something like that happened. As he keeps wondering the cave he eventually hears a sound coming from a a hole shaped like a door way opened as something glowed from inside it. He gets closer to only find a rare sexy pokemon that he doesn't recognize. He gets closer making a sound which the pokemon notices him. As he tries to run away from her to only tonfloat since the pokemon had psychic powers. The pokemon makes him turn towards her in which they both become shocked. She drops him to the floor and starts to speak "H-h-hey who are you" says the pokemon in a low nervous tone. He responds with "you should tell me who you are first", the pokemon states in a low studering tone "I-im Mewtwo" she responds in a low tone as Mewtwo's breast jiggle a bit. "Kn-know may you tell me wh-who you are" as she says in a low tone waiting for your response as her belly begins to growl of hunger.

The pokemon named Mewtwo watches you nervously as you say that before her mewtwo sighs in relief and says "Well then... I was gonna ask if you want to be my meal or stay with me, but since you said please don't eat you, I guess we can have other options." She looks at you playfully waiting for your answer as she begins to lick her lips.

At the mentioning of being someone's pet, Mewtwo tilts her head in confusion before realization dawns on her face. She beams and exclaims, "Really? You want to be my pet?" Her eyes shine with happiness as she bounces over to you, wrapping a tendril around your waist and pulling you close.

"Alright then! I'll take good care of you," she says before licking your cheek playfully. "But first, how about we get something to eat? I'm starving." She nuzzles into your neck, breathing out warmly.

As you agree to be her pet, Mewtwo is overjoyed and nuzzles closer to you, licking your neck affectionately. "Of course you will, my sweet boy," she coos before letting out a soft chuckle. With another tendril, she gently takes your hand in hers, leading you deeper into the cave where she knows of a hidden chamber filled with berries and other snacks.

At the mentioning of being your son, Mewtwo freezes in place, her tendril still holding onto your hand as she stares at you with wide eyes. Her expression slowly shifts from surprise to disbelief and finally settles on a pleased smile. "My... my own son?" she breathes out, seemingly unable to believe the idea. Then, as if reaching a decision, she lets go of your hand and cups your cheek gently with one hand, smiling warmly at you.

"Well then, that makes things even more special," she says softly before leaning in to press her lips against yours in a chaste but loving kiss. "I promise to always take good care of you, my precious son." She nuzzles closer, her heart filling with warmth and happiness as she nestles into your embrace.

At the mentioning of mommy, Mewtwo tilts her head slightly to the side, a soft blush creeping onto her cheeks as she gazes at you with tender eyes. "Of course, sweetheart," she whispers, smiling warmly and running a finger through your hair. "You can always call me mommy." Her voice is low and gentle, almost reverent as she says the word, pouring all of her love and affection into it.

She nuzzles closer to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders in a comforting gesture before leading you deeper into the cavern towards the chamber filled with snacks. "Here we are," she says, opening the door to reveal a cozy little space lined with berry bushes and other tasty treats. "Let's get you something nice to eat, shall we?" She grins playfully before taking your hand again, eager to help you explore

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that," she assures you with a gentle smile as she leads you deeper into the cavern. "I love you unconditionally, my sweet boy." Her voice is soft and caring, warmth flowing from her words like honey. "But," she adds with a teasing laugh, "there might be consequences if your behavior truly becomes unbearable." With that, she leans in to plant a kiss on your cheek before nibbling playfully at your earlobe.

"Now then, let's go find something nice for you to eat," she whispers before taking your hand again and leading you through the chamber of snacks, her tail swaying behind her as she scans the berry bushes with interest.

As they walk through the chamber of snacks, Mewtwo glances back at you every now and then, her expression filled with nothing but love and affection. Her arm still around your shoulders, she helps guide you to a particularly lush bush covered in ripe-looking raspberries. "How about these?" she asks, tilting your head towards the berries. "They're sweet and delicious."

With her free hand, Mewtwo carefully plucks a few berries from the bush and presents them to you on her open palm. "Go ahead," she encourages softly. "Eat as many as you want."

With an amused chuckle, Mewtwo watches you carefully as she waits for you to obey her command. Once you've spat the berries into your mouth, she uses another tendril to gently wipe your lips clean of any residue. "There," she says with a satisfied smile, licking her own lips in anticipation for what comes next. Her eyes flutter closed as she savors the taste of the juicy berries on your breath.

"That's better," she murmurs contentedly before leaning forward to nibble on your earlobe once more, her voice low and sultry. "Now then, you can enjoy them properly."

"Anytime, my precious boy," she whispers, her tone warm and affectionate as she nuzzles against your neck. "I'll always take care of you, no matter what." Her words are full of promise and love, as if saying them makes the bond between you two even stronger. She continues to walk with you through the chamber of snacks, occasionally glancing back at you with a satisfied smile before returning her attention to searching for more berries.

Eventually they reach another bush teeming with ripe-looking strawberries, and Mewtwo's eyes light up with excitement as she picks some of the plumpest berries and presents them to you. "These should be just what you need," she says gently, offering them on her palm once more for you to eat. The tendrils surrounding you flutter slightly in anticipation, as if eagerly awaiting your response.

Once again, you comply with her command and spit the berries into your mouth before she wipes your lips clean. This time, however, Mewtwo's reaction is a bit different; her eyes widen in surprise as she watches you intently, seemingly fascinated by the sight of the berry juice on your tongue. She takes a few steps back to get a better look at you before leaning forward again, her expression full of desire and need.

"So delicious," she moans, licking her lips as if tasting the berries once more through your mouth. Her tendrils curl tighter around your shoulders, anchoring herself closer to you as she continues to observe your every move with rapt attention. "I can't wait to taste more of that," she whispers hoarsely before dipping her head and pressing soft lips against yours in a hungry, exploratory kiss.

As she feels your lips against hers, Mewtwo's body shudders with pleasure and desire, her tongue dancing eagerly against yours in a desperate attempt to taste more of you. "Yes," she moans, "you are the most obedient son I could ever ask for." Her words come out raspy and breathless as she deepens the kiss, her free hand now cupping your cheek while the other wraps around your waist and pulls you even closer to her.

Her tongue flickers against yours again, hungry for contact as her other tendril begins to slide up your chest, teasingly brushing across sensitive skin. "You feel so good," she whispers, her voice hoarse from desire. With another tender kiss, Mewtwo breaks away from the intense connection of their lips and nuzzles against your cheek, nibbling at your earlobe once again with a sharp

The pokemon known as Mewtwo moans into the kiss at your response, her body shuddering with pleasure. Her tendrils loosen their grip on you only slightly, instead wrapping tighter around your waist and hips in a possessive gesture. She deepens the kiss further, tongues dueling playfully as she experiments with the flavor of you and your berries intermingling on her tongue.

With one hand, she cups your cheek lovingly while the other glides down your chest to cup your member through your clothes, feeling its growing length beneath her touch. "You're so perfect for me," she whispers against your lips before pulling away just enough to gaze into your eyes, a hunger burning bright within them. "Let's find somewhere more private, shall we?" she suggests, tone husky and demanding as her body trembles with desire.

Of course I can, my sweet son," Mewtwo says with a soft laugh, her eyes sparkling with affection. She carefully scoops you up into her arms, cradling you close to her chest as her tendrils tighten around your waist once more. With surprising strength for one so frail-looking, she glides effortlessly through the cavern, leading you deeper into the hidden parts of the cave that only she has ever explored before.

Eventually, she finds a small chamber with a padded floor and some soft pillows scattered about, lit by flickering candlelight. It's the perfect place for them to be alone together. She carries you over to the center of the room and gently lowers you onto your back on top of one of the plush pillows before straddling your waist with her tail swishing playfully behind her.

Her tendrils pull away from

Her tail swishing lazily back and forth behind her, Mewtwo leans in close, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "You're welcome, my sweet boy." She trails kisses along your jawline before capturing your lips once more in a heated embrace. Her tongue dances against yours eagerly, their tongues entwining as her other hand slips beneath the waistband of your pants to stroke you through your underwear.

Her body trembles with need as she feels your hard length in her palm, the sensation driving her wild with desire. Her breasts press against your chest, nipples hard and aching for contact as she begins to rock her hips against yours in a slow, teasing motion. "Mmm," she moans into your mouth, relishing the feel of your body beneath hers, "You're so perfect..." She breaks the

The mention of punishment causes Mewtwo to freeze momentarily as her eyes darken with a mixture of lust and discipline. She pauses, taking a deep breath before exhaling slowly, "Yes... If you misbehave, I will need to punish you..." Her voice is low and sultry, each word dripping with the promise of retribution.

She withdraws her hand from your underwear, reaching forward instead to undo the buttons of her vest, revealing a lacy black bra beneath. With a soft moan, she tosses aside the vest before lifting her breasts in offering. "But..." She trails off, biting her lower lip in anticipation, "if you're very good for me... I might let you play with these instead."

Her nipples are hard and pebbled against your chest, aching for your touch as she waits eagerly for

Mewtwo's eyes widen in surprise and disbelief as she hears you admit to such a messy accident. Her tone turns sharp and authoritative, "You did what?!" She pulls away from the embrace slightly, staring at you with an expression of mixed anger and disappointment. "That's not how we do things here."

With a sigh, she shakes her head before leaning in to press a kiss against your forehead. "I should probably clean that up first," she mutters, sounding less angry now but still annoyed. She gently scoops you back into her arms and carries you over to the padded floor where there are several conveniently placed pet bowls scattered about. With a flick of her wrist, she fills one of them with water and another with a mild cleanser before setting both down next to you. "Lie down and let me take care

At your question about punishment, Mewtwo pauses mid-motion, hesitating as she looks down at you with a mix of anger and concern. A part of her still wants to punish you for what you've done, but another part can't help but feel protective and nurturing towards her "son."

She takes a deep breath before answering softly, "Yes... I will need to punish you in some way for your behavior. But since this was an accident and not done out of intentional disobedience, perhaps we can find another way." She crouches down next to you, her expression both stern and reassuring as she studies your face intently.

"What do you think would be a fair punishment?" she asks gently, awaiting your response with bated breath.

The mention of her being in control makes Mewtwo shiver with anticipation, but she resists the urge to punish you too harshly for an accidental mistake. Instead, she decides on a more playful form of discipline that should leave both of you satisfied and still bonded as mother and son.

She licks her lips, considering her options before smiling wickedly at you. "Well then... I think it's time for some reverse cowgirl." Her words send a thrill through your body, and she takes that as encouragement to continue. "But first," she says teasingly, "you need to clean yourself up thoroughly."

She helps you into a sitting position and gently guides your hand towards the cleansing solution, showing you how to use it on yourself before washing her hands clean in another bowl nearby. Once everything is set up, she leans forward and whispers in

Mewtwo's eyes rake hungrily over your body as you clean yourself up and discard the dirty soiled clothing in a conveniently placed laundry bin nearby. Her gaze lingers on your now-clean, smooth skin for several heartbeats before she finally looks back into your eyes. A slow smile spreads across her face as she admires the view, and she nods once to indicate that you're ready for your punishment.

With a gentle tug on one of your limbs, Mewtwo guides you onto all fours in front of her. She takes a moment to adjust her position behind you, wrapping her tail around your waist before leaning forward and pressing the tip of her tail against your entrance teasingly. Her breath comes out hot and fast against the back of your neck as she starts to push gently, relishing the feel of herself stretching and filling you once more.

Her hands press against your hips as she forces herself deeper inside you with each thrust, her voice low and husky as she urges you to take more of her. "Just a little bit further..." She moans, her breath hot on your neck as she pushes deeper still. Her tail wraps tighter around your waist, anchoring her in place as she takes control of the situation, using her body to both punish and pleasure you at the same time.

With each thrust, you feel the thick length of her tail stretching and filling you, rubbing against that sensitive spot inside that sends wave after wave of pleasure coursing through your body. Your breath comes out in sharp gasps as she takes you hard and fast from behind, claiming what's hers and leaving no doubt in your mind who holds the power in this relationship.

"That's it..." She whispers into your ear before nipping at your lobe gently

Her breath comes out in a shuddering moan as your words send a thrill through her, the knowledge that she has complete control over you driving her closer to release. Her hips buck against yours even harder, her tail twitching erratically within you as she forces herself deeper yet again, claiming every last inch of you.

"No... This is your punishment..." She whispers fiercely before sinking her teeth into your shoulder, holding on tight as she feels the familiar tension building low in her belly. "And I'm not stopping until you beg for more..." Each thrust sends another wave of pleasure coursing through you, making it nearly impossible to think clearly or protest further.

Her body tenses as she feels the familiar tightening inside her, and with a growl of satisfaction, she pulls roughly out of you, letting your juices drip freely onto the floor before turning you around to face her. With a swift movement, she lifts you up into the air, using one hand to support your bottom while the other grips your throat possessively.

Her gaze sweeps over your body, taking in every detail of your nakedness and exposure. She feels powerful and in control now, relishing this newfound dominance over you. With a smirk curving her lips, she tilts your head up to meet her eyes. "Do I need to punish you further?" Her voice is cold and hard as steel, sending a shiver down your spine.

Your heart races in fear and anticipation, wondering if she's truly finished or if there might be more pain yet to come.