When given a miraculous fossil, Breme transforms into BREME DUKE.
(Lore under the cut)
These Super Evolvers are exceptionally rare, and their existence is not widely known outside of fossil fighting circles.
The Fighter's Association deems them to be among one of the hardest super evolvers to train, and it is actually illegal in most places to keep a Breme Duke if you are not a certified master fighter.
There is good reason for this, as not only is it greatly enhanced in its power and vampiric traits, but it also has gained a massive boost to its intelligence. It is in fact so intelligent that experts believe that it is at least as smart as Ryden, who are known to be smart enough to converse with humans. There's no evidence that Breme Dukes can also converse with humans, but it's thought that they are either physically incapable of speech and lack telepathy or they can but simply choose not to.
Breme Dukes are very social, and they tend to dominate social interactions with both vivosaurs and humans alike. Regular Breme are almost always subordinate to Dukes, following them around and even taking orders from them without question.
There is one documented case of a rogue Breme Duke that had been found leading an unusually large pack of normal Breme in a (thankfully remote) forested region, where they decimated the local wildlife and drove out all other rogues in the area.
The pack evaded capture for a long time, as they engaged in eerily human methods of warfare that fighters were not prepared for. They were organized and coordinated in a way that should not have been possible for a regular pack of Breme. Even after most of the Breme were rounded up, their leader remained at large for quite a while, and took a huge team of experienced fossil fighters with their own Super Evolvers just to deal with it. It is rumored that the Breme Duke had been destroyed after the incident for safety reasons.
In order to be able to properly raise a Breme Duke, one MUST have a strong will and incredible patience. These vivosaurs are stubborn and headstrong, they will not listen to a fighter who they think is beneath them. If one can show it the best of their skills as a fossil fighter, with strong, well-trained vivosaurs at their side, a Breme Duke will likely be willing to fight in fossil battles for them.
Even if one has earned the respect and companionship of a Breme Duke, they need lots of things to keep them happy. They become understimulated very quickly. These vampire vivosaurs will get into anything and everything. They have opposable thumbs and the brains to do whatever they want. One may have some luck in introducing them to human or dinaurian games, as they are fast learners and likely would be able to comprehend how to properly play.
Breme Dukes, as with most vivosaurs, get the most enrichment from fossil battles, where they can use the full extent of their cunning and FP/LP stealing skills to decimate the opposition, as well as bond with teammates and their fighters.
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cw: tooth rotting fluff, comfort, shameless smut, established relationship, obviously ooc simon, domestic things, cuddling, intimacy, simply getting off to simon, pinv, pet names, praising, creampie, brief mention of multiple orgasms and overstimulation, aftercare.
pairing: bf simon ghost riley x gf fem reader
simon riley is a bulky man.
a large mass of pumped up muscles that he has honed with diligence and hard work, wide biceps and thighs, a large chest that looks proudly forward when he folds his arms behind his back and straightens, bulging veins, rippling muscles with every movement, full pack of chiseled abs, a beautiful back and strong shoulder blades.
but he's also a soft man.
a small, accumulated over the years layers of fat on his sides, gathering into small folds when his body turns sideways or leans down, a slightly protruding, soft belly that is covered with a slight scattering of blonde hair and white, pale pink scars, his chest and shoulders still wide, but paired with the acquired softness, look softer, and feel the same.
he eats well and feels comfortable in his body, not stopping to exercise in the morning and swinging in his free time, but nevertheless not losing weight, but only continuing to gain, and this is definitely to your credit, because he cannot refuse a plate of steak and vegetables held out from your hands, standing before his eyes in your charming apron and murmuring so sweetly — “made this for you, si, i noticed you liked the meat last time„
and simon can't refuse, especially when you like his new body shape so much, where your hands gently stroke his sides, and your head is almost always on his soft belly uf you're relaxing on the couch, and once you're in bed, you can't get away from his chest, snuggling up and nuzzling against his body until you fall asleep, letting his hands squeeze you harder than gently because you asked for it — “don't be afraid, si, i like it„
and fuck, you would be the death of him, especially when you bend so sluttily to arch your back for him and rise your plush ass to the air, pleading him with sweet mewls and tiny wriggle of your hips so he would fuck your dripping pussy from behind, just so you would feel how the fat on his stomach rubs against your back with gentle drags as simon curls on top of you, his hand intertwined with yours, his meaty cock bottoms in your weeping cunt fully as he hisses cursed praises — “good, good fucking girl, feel so nice and snug for me„
your eyes fly to the back of your head immediately as he picks up the pace, fucking in to you fully and knocking your cervix with each sharp thrust as his broad hips and soft thighs snap against your reddening ass, cunt clenching around his meaty shaft rapidly, sucking him in snuggly as you fuck yourself back on him vigorously, just so simon would pin you down with his soft, big body against the messy sheets, rolling his hips and taunting you when you drool beneath him — “fuck, look a' you, drooling and clamping on me like that, that's wha' i do to you, lovie?„
and you just nod dumbly, brain is a mush that he fucked out long ago with each drag of his fat cock inside your gummy walls that try to milk him for all his worth and each spurt of thick milky seed, letting it leak out just so simon would fuck it back, his body sweaty, muscles constricting and thick, bear like palm squeeze your breast, almost crushing, as you mewl and whine pitifully, begging him not to stop — “yea — yeeah, pleasepleaseplease, d — don't stop, sii!„
and simon wouldn't, until you lay unmoving beneath him, gargling some delirious moans when he pushes his cum deep in you even through his cock aching from overstimulation, till he slips out to wipe you both and tuck your naked body against his under the covers, letting you nuzzle satisfiengly against him with soft sighs.
that's more than enough for simon to never think for once to start lose weight, because fuck, he sees what it does to his filthy girl.
✎ 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴. 𝘢𝘰3.
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