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WARNING: This story contains textual descriptions of sexual positions. Haha. I love that. Anyway, if sexual relations between Pokemon, pseudo-rape-somewhat-ish sex (kinda?), tentacles/vines, or anything like that disturbs you, or if you are under 18 years of age (or whatever the non-youngin' age is in your area), you'd better get out of here, pronto.

"Man, I can't believe I thought you were another female," said Hickory. She gazed into the Cyndaquil's closed eyes, finding them all the more endearing after discovering that he was indeed a he. "I mean you've got a really squeaky voice and you just... you just look so cute."

"Yeah, hehe," said Willow, sitting down beside the Cyndaquil and hugging him, though doing so in more of a reluctant manner. "You're really, really cute! Most males we've seen look a bit tougher."

Cypress shook his head and looked over at Willow. "I thought you haven't seen a male?" he asked shyly, blushing and turning away afterwards.

"We haven't seen an actual one," said Hickory, wondering to herself whether or not she should show Cypress some of the pictures that they had seen. Not yet. Soon, but not yet. "Professor Elm does a lot of research on Pokemon, and, well, let's just say we've seen males in them."

"It isn't a big deal, is it? I mean, um, I'm still a Cyndaquil..."

"Aww, hehe, but females are supposed to fall in love and mate with males, and same for males falling in love with females. That's what it's like in all of the movies!" exclaimed Willow, lightly tugging the Cyndaquil's paw with her own and blushing.

Hickory was starting to notice that Willow was getting rather comfortable around him. They had just one male between the two of them, so she didn't want to lose her opportunity to be with him to Willow. "Don't you find me attractive?" asked Hickory, batting her eyes in front of Cypress, winking afterwards.

"Um, um, ah, y-ye-... yes, um, I d-do. I think... I've never really, um, thought of it..." He was getting rather intimidated by the two females, growing more unsure of his feelings. There was no doubt he was attracted to them, but he couldn't quite explain the feelings that he was feeling and didn't know what to think of it.

"I think you're adorable, Cypress!" Willow hugged the Cyndaquil even tighter, glancing over at Hickory to see her getting increasingly agitated, proving the suspicion that she'd just developed that Hickory was interested in Cypress just as she was.

Cypress blushed even more as the two females continued to fight over him as if he were their prize, as if the two were fighting over them just like he were the female in the roleplay that they were doing earlier. Never had he experienced so much attention before, but being from two members of the opposite sex made it particularly appealing to him for some reason.

"Hmph, well, Cypress," said Hickory, growing more impatient of seeing Willow at his side. Now that Professor Elm was away and would likely be away for awhile, she wanted to introduce him to some of his rather... informative pictures. "I want to show you something."

The shy Cyndaquil glanced over at Hickory, curiously awaiting what it was that she wanted to show him. He felt so included for a change, but it was still quite a shock for him, as he was naturally reclusive by nature.

Willow got up and followed Hickory, having an idea of what it was that she was going to show him. "Hickory," she whispered. "What are you planning?"

Without a response, Hickory reached down for a picture that was on the floor with her vines, then looked at it for a few seconds. "Hmm... no, not this one..." She tossed it to the side and picked up another one. "Hmm... I guess this will do." The Chikorita repeated the process for the next minute or two, adding a little collection of pictures that she wanted to show him.

"You're going to show him these?" asked Willow, growing slightly worried over what his response would be. After all, he was a male, not a female like the two of them. Males are supposedly far more sex-driven than females according to the research Professor Elm had conducted -- which seemed polar opposite from the truth that Hickory and Willow know -- so what would happen if a young, impressionable male were to see that?

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I am. I want to see what he thinks." She grabbed another picture and added it to the pile of ones that she wanted to show him.

The Totodile shook her head. Her gut instinct was that it would be a bad idea to show him so much so soon, remembering the first time she had even seen such pictures and understood what was happening. It took her awhile before she realized what it was that was going on, but that only caused her intrigue to soar, finding every new picture that she and Hickory would unearth from the messy lab even more fascinating.

The thought of males -- a totally separate breed, yet still of the same species -- penetrating that mysterious opening lurking between females legs... It drove the curious Totodile wild and forced so many thoughts to enter her mind. She couldn't help but wonder what that feeling was like.

Though, despite her own curiosities, she was far more passive, far shyer than her other female colleague. Where she may have just been content waiting for the day for something like that to happen, Hickory was more than certainly the type that would seek to turn her fantasy into a reality, just as she had done earlier with the kiss and just as she had done with the pen.

Willow could see all too well where she was going with gathering the pictures. She just didn't know how far the Chikorita would take it.

"There, I want to show him these," said Hickory, holding up the 'informative' pictures in front of Willow with her vine. "Don't you think he'll be just as curious as we are? Think of what a great roleplay this would make...!" She then headed back towards the Cyndaquil, who had been waiting for a few minutes.

"Wait!" exclaimed Willow, hurrying after her friend, but failing to beat him to their new male friend.

"Here, Cypress, I want you to take a look at some of these." Hickory handed Cypress the pictures in her vine for him to look at. "You see, I think that we could have some fun playing games like this." She grinned at the Cyndaquil as she watched his face turn from blushing to beet red after he looked at the first picture.

Cypress held up one of the pictures and stared at it intently, blushing, turning away, but ultimately turning back compulsively. "Oh m-my! Is that his-?" He couldn't quite bring himself to say it, but everyone knew what the shy Cyndaquil meant anyway.

Pulling the pictures away with her vines, Hickory nodded in front of the Cyndaquil who still had his squinted eyes fixated on the photos. "Yes, it is. I've never actually seen one in reality." She flipped through to another picture, one that was more of a rear shot showcasing a female's cunt getting plowed by a thicker male's cock. "It's supposed to go in there."

"Hickory, I have a bad feeling about this..." said Willow, getting increasingly uncomfortable by the situation. She happened glance over at Cypress, though, and noted a certain piece of him sticking out from his lower fur. The Totodile nearly froze as she saw the Cyndaquil's member emerge from his sheath, seeing one for the first time. It made her feel so hot and lightheaded as her heart beat even faster. "L-look-!" she said, pointing down at it instinctively.

Immediately, both Hickory and Cypress looked down at the emerging piece of malehood. Cypress covered it up as quickly as possible with his paws, feeling incredibly shy over having something like that revealed to the two females. "I'm s-sorry!" he exclaimed, turning around and squealing that out at the top of his lungs. He felt so embarrassed over that.

His embarrassment meant nothing to the curious Chikorita, though. She trotted over so she was facing the Cyndaquil's front again, though he was still guarding it with his paws. "Oh, come on, I just want to see what it looks like. I'm not going to hurt it."

"I know, but, um, I don't really want anyone seeing it. It's mine..." He couldn't hold back his growing erection, though; before long, it was fully erect, peeking through his paws uncontrollably.

"Stop being so greedy, then!" Hickory used her vines and wrapped them around Cypress' paws, then pulled his paws away from his groin, leaving his member unguarded right in front of him for the female to see. "It looks so... pink... and throbbing."

Willow couldn't help but walk over to see it for herself, glancing down at it and then instinctively covering her eyes afterward, only to peek through to get another look. "Wow, hehe, it's a real one..." She wasn't exactly sure what to say. A part of her really wanted to examine it more carefully for herself, but she also didn't want to take advantage of the poor Cyndaquil, who had just arrived not more than an hour ago.

"Here, why don't you see what females have," said Hickory as she turned around, presenting her rear end to the Cyndaquil. She raised her rump and displayed her flower to the male, who was a lot more curious than he would ever admit. "It looks different, doesn't it?"

"Um, y-yeah, it does..." answered Cypress in a timid manner as usual. He cocked his head and looked at the slit presented to him by the female Chikorita. It didn't help his erection situation; it only made it worse.

"Now, do you want to roleplay?" she asked, pulling the Cyndaquil in by his paws forward, dragging him on his stomach along the ground while still binding his paws, stopping him right in front of her slit.

His big nose was prodding it at first, so he quickly turned his head. He wasn't sure what exactly to say. He'd never been that erect before; the only other time he was erect even a bit was when he happened to spy two Cyndaquils mating back on his farm. His mind wandered so much after that, but he didn't really think it was too much until Hickory showed him those pictures.

"Here, how about you be that Houndoom and I'll be the Persian," she said, referring to the first picture on the stack she showed him earlier. "All you need to do is stick it inside of me..." She was so eager to have something inside of her again, especially since her last attempt was so rudely interrupted by Professor Elm returning.

"Wait, Hickory!" exclaimed Willow. "I don't think he wants to do this!" She ran over to the Cyndaquil and tried to free him from the Chikorita's vines.

"You just want him for yourself, don't you?" asked the Chikorita in an agitated way. "I see how it is! Well he's ours now, so you can try it out when I'm done with him."

"Stop it, Hickory!" Willow was unable to free Cypress from the vines binding him, so she ran behind him and lifted up his feet, pulling them instead -- forgetting just how close she was to his cock. "He's not just some toy, he's a real Pokemon! He's really shy... I don't want to scare him."

"It's just mating, though, Willow," said Hickory, tugging on the Cyndaquil's arms while Willow continued pulling on his legs. "I mean, look around and tell me it's something special. Yes, it's romantic, but Pokemon do it all the time and I just want to try it out."

"But what about him?" She tugged even harder on the poor Cyndaquil, accidentally losing her grip on one of his feet and grabbing a certain other piece of him when she reached back down. However, she didn't even realize what it was she had grabbed. "He's so cute... I don't want to make him uncomfortable."

Cypress felt equally aroused and freaked out by the Totodile tugging on his erection. It felt so good as she would tug along with it, especially as she was inadvertently jacking it off while she tried adjusting her grip on the much slicker piece of him. "Ahh... uhnn... s-stop..." he mumbled, though it was so weak that neither of the two females could really hear him through their arguing.

"He'll love it, though! Look at all of the males in the pictures!" She lifted her vines way up in the air, forcing him up as well. As the Cyndaquil took off from the ground, the Totodile holding onto his feet refused to let go, holding onto his member and foot while he remained suspended in the air. Hickory quickly noticed that. "Look at that! You're yelling at me when you couldn't even wait to touch it!"

Embarrassedly, the Totodile noticed that she was holding onto Cypress' member, quickly letting go and losing her grip, falling face first onto the ground. As she got up, she blushed heavily, realizing just what she had done and fantasizing about it even further in her mind. She took the paw she had been holding onto his member with and took a sniff of it, taking in the scent of a male into her nose, finding it to be rather enticing somehow.

"P-please, can you let me down?" asked Cypress, not enjoying himself up in the air exposed like he was.

Hickory obliged and let the Cyndaquil down, placing him down onto his rump. She instead brought her vines over to Willow and lifted her up into the air by constricting one of the Totodile's feet with one of her vines. "There, happy?"

"Hey, put me down!" exclaimed Willow as she thrashed about while in the grip of the Chikorita's vines. She was dangling upside-down, up in the air, all at the mercy of the entangling vines suspending her by her foot.

"It'll be a lot of fun, Cypress," said Hickory as she looked back over at the Cyndaquil she had just released from her vines. "At least I hope so... Because Willow and I are both females, we only were able to pretend that one of us had a penis, but pretending felt... really good." She reminded herself of just where Professor Elm cut the two of them off at, right as her satisfaction peaked.

The Cyndaquil shyly looked back at Hickory, rather curious himself about just what it was the Chikorita was proposing. It wouldn't be that bad, would it? Sticking his member inside of her? It would be just like those two Cyndaquil he saw doing it, except with a Chikorita instead.

She was the one asking to explore their curiosities together. She was the one asking him to do something, something that she made out to be very fun, very enjoyable... Never truly being included before, just hearing her request and hearing how much she wanted him caused the Cyndaquil to feel noticed for a change.

However, she was still dangling that Totodile to her side with her vines. Willow was also really nice... Why was it that she was so concerned over his wellbeing? Cypress considered that, perhaps, just as Hickory had hinted at, it was jealousy. The shy, timid Cyndaquil went from being totally ignored by his peers to highly desirable by the two females he now shared a lab with.

"Um, m-maybe... but can you let her down?" asked Cypress, pointing up at Willow.

Hickory smirked, realizing the potential in the situation. She had both Willow and Cypress right where she wanted them -- well, okay, Cypress needed to be a bit closer to her, right at her rear, thrusting himself inside, but she knew she could bring him to that point.

"I've got an idea," said Hickory, still smirking. "This can be another roleplay!" She looked up at the Totodile she had constricted in her vines. "I'll be the one standing between you and your true love, Willow, but I'm going to kill her unless you do what I say."

"Kill me?!" "Kill her?!" exclaimed both Willow and Cypress at the same time.

Hickory squeezed her vine tighter around Willow's leg, causing the Totodile to let out an involuntary cry. She brought her second vine down towards Willow's crotch, tickling the area and making her intentions known.

An idea struck her as she did that... Those vines... the vines that she had all along. All of their trouble looking around for a pen was all meaningless, because those vines were the perfect thickness -- a fact she observed after staring at Cypress' erection -- and she had total control of them. Why didn't she just use those as substitutes for a Pokemon's member?

"But not... before I have some fun with her." Hickory playfully grinned, getting into her role of the villain. Sure, she was nervous about calling Willow Cypress' true love, but that was just a role, too, and what she wanted more than loving the Cyndaquil was to mate with him.

Hickory parted the Totodile's smooth folds with her vines, forcing a worried gasp out of Willow. Willow's struggles were no use, and Cypress was powerless to help as he watched in wonder. While still holding up the Totodile upside-down, Hickory positioned that vine of hers inside of the fleshy vulva of the young crocodile, resting it against her virgin opening, and then pushed it inside of her.

"Ahh!" exclaimed Willow as she felt a stinging pain strike her groin as the vine invaded the first inch of her innards. A light trickle of blood formed around her groin, but it wasn't noticeable to either her or Cypress. Hickory already was familiar with that pain from the pen that Willow pushed inside of her earlier, so she wasn't as concerned as either of the other two -- though her lack of concern helped her fit the role all the better.

As the Totodile flailed around in the air, one vine constricting her leg while the other pierced her girlhood, she felt very foreign sensations of pleasure form in her body as her flailing only made the vine inside of her innards even more noticeable. The fact that she had something inside of her, squirming around and tickling her deepest regions, brought back her curiosity of mating. If only she had been mating with that male Totodile, though...

While Hickory continued playing with the suspended Totodile, Cypress looked on, frozen with fear and completely unsure of what to do. He didn't know if he should intervene, attack Hickory, try to save Willow, or just run away, worrying that Hickory would kill him next.

"You can save her if you do exactly what I say, Cypress," said Hickory, intentionally using a deeper, flat voice. "You see... you have something that I want." She smirked at the Cyndaquil, who had been cautiously backing away. "If you give it to me, I'll free your one true love..."

The Chikorita took several steps towards Cypress, causing him to back up to keep up with her advances, though tripping and falling onto his back after taking a few steps back. "W-what do you want?" he asked timidly.

"I want you to mate with me..." said Hickory, walking right up to the fallen Cyndaquil, whose only defense was scooting back as she approached. "I want you to push that piece of maleness into me."

That didn't sound so difficult, but the fact that she was essentially forcing him to do it concerned him. He was convinced that she was going to kill Willow, though, if he didn't obey -- once again failing to realize just what roleplaying was.

"If you don't..." The Chikorita stopped her advances and instead looked up at the Totodile she held captive in the air, thrusting the penetrating vine swiftly and forcefully into her vagina, eliciting a surprised cry from Willow. "Well, I won't stop playing with Willow until I kill her. Isn't that right, Willow?"

However, Hickory's 'plan' was backfiring just a bit as her vine thrusting started driving Willow wild. The initial pain that the young Totodile felt had long since faded. Instead, the female Totodile felt only pleasure and satisfaction as she was completely bound and powerless, dangling in the air while feeling her insides violated by that wriggling vine.

She didn't want it to stop. She knew that Hickory would never kill her -- it was all just a part of the roleplay, and both she and Hickory were just playing their roles. But she was enjoying her role far more than she ever had before, because it was finally her turn to feel what it was like to have something penetrate her girlhood, just as she had been curious about ever since looking at those pictures, but particularly after seeing that male Totodile.

"Willow? I asked you a question," said Hickory, snapping back the Totodile's wandering mind as she was engulfed in pleasurable sensations.

"R-right! Hehe, help me, Cypress! Heeeel- ahhhh, ohhhh... h-heeelp m-me!" Her cries of help were interrupted several times by her moans of satisfaction. No longer did she worry about Cypress' wellbeing. Hickory was right: he's a male, and males always look like they're thoroughly enjoying themselves while mating. Maybe she was just jealous and worried that Cypress would pick Hickory over herself...

If that were the case, she reminded herself of the role that Hickory assigned to her, the role of Cypress' true love. It made her heart flutter. It was definitely a nice compromise and caused her to feel less jealousy or competition towards her Chikorita friend.

"I- I don't know h-how..." said the Cyndaquil in a meek manner, sitting up on the ground, trembling as he watched his two friends drastically change their demeanor. The friendly Chikorita turned into a cruel, maniacal one, while the kind Totodile was now captive and struggling for her life. She needed him to save her... but he was so afraid that he would do something wrong.

"Let me remind you..." Hickory turned around so her rear was facing Cypress, raising her rear in the air and tickling the back of her tail with the leaf on her head, trying to use it to point to the Cyndaquil's target. "Right there. I want you to mate with me. Just push that little piece of malehood of yours inside of me and we'll see what it's li- I mean, then do as I say and I will let her go."

Cypress got up and looked at the juicy slit on the Chikorita's rump, resting right below her tail and butt. It looked so inviting... He couldn't help but stare at it, staring in awe at the difference between males and females that he had not been so fortunate to see so well before.

Taking a quick glance at his own member reminded him of the task at hand, what he needed to do with that part of his in order to save 'his true love.' He needed to do like those two Cyndaquil he saw that one time way back... except this time it was himself that would be doing the mating.

Willow's cries reminded him of the urgency of the situation. "O-okay..." he said quietly, taking a step forward and holding his member with one paw. He tried to position it up towards the Chikorita's slit, but found his body shape to require her lowering her rump just a bit. "I, um... I need you to lower your back a bit."

Hickory obliged, lowering her rear legs and allowing the Cyndaquil better access to her slit. In fact, she could already feel it prod against her folds. "Ooooh... Cypress... put it in..." said the Chikorita, moaning in anticipation. It hit her that, finally, at long last, after all of the pictures and video's she'd seen, after penetrating her vagina with a pen just to see what it was like... at long last she was finally about to mate.

Cypress gulped, growing increasingly antsy and nervous. However, one more pleasurable cry -- which Cypress couldn't distinguish as pleasurable, but only distressing -- was all it took for the Cyndaquil to muster up the small amount of courage he had to do whatever it took to rescue his friend in need.

The fiery mouse Pokemon pressed his member against Hickory's slit, feeling it rub against the moist, pink flesh of her girlhood. He wasn't sure if that was what he was supposed to do or not, but he remembered that -- both from the two Cyndaquil he saw way back and from the pictures that Hickory had shown him -- he would be able to push it in farther.

The moist flesh guided his member down to the Chikorita's vagina, which he prompted pushed inside of. He pushed most of himself in with one thrust, eliciting a cry of delight from Hickory as he did so.

"Mmmm...!" she exclaimed afterwards, feeling the Cyndaquil's member resting inside of her. That was it; she had a male inside of her, just as she'd always fantasized about. "Oh, Cypress... push it in farther... take me..."

He felt overwhelmed with a new form of pleasure himself, not realizing just how good mating actually felt. That tight, yet smooth, moist passage into the Chikorita encased his cock in a whole new world of sensation. He was sensitive enough as it was, but the feeling of having his member engulfed by something so incredible... it was amazing.

But as he pushed the rest of his member into the wanting Chikorita, Willow looked down at the two after Hickory had stopped wriggling her vines inside of her. She saw the two Pokemon connected at the hips and felt her heart sink for a moment... Hickory had done it. She'd mated. She'd mated with Cypress first... She was looking at a scene just like those videos and pictures, except it was actually happening, just not with her...

She tried saying something, stumbling on the words she wanted to say, but ended up just sighing.

"Now pull some of it out and push it back in... that's what you're supposed to do," ordered Hickory, eager to feel something thrust in and out of her again -- though this time something real, something incredibly warm.

It took no amount of hesitation from Cypress to obey her, pulling a little bit of himself back, only to thrust back inside of her, finding the amazing feeling of doing so absolutely astounding. It was so sensational to the sensitive piece of malehood, causing him to twitch and moan with even the first thrust back inside.

"Help...?" asked Willow in a very unenthusiastic manner, no longer sounding like the damsel in distress she had been playing the role of, but rather as a third wheel, as someone who felt ignored.

Despite the new feelings surging through Hickory's body, she knew that she wanted her friend to have a good time as well. After all, she was the one actually experiencing mating... and she would love to let Willow feel that at some point, too. But for now, she knew that she had to focus on pleasuring her as well as receiving her own pleasure.

Giving a forceful flick of her vines, she swung the Totodile forward a bit, shaking her all around by her foot before pushing that other vine of hers as deep as it would go into the Totodile, forcing another pleasurable cry out of Willow. She picked up the pace and thrust that vine in and out of the Totodile's pussy, trying to match the rhythm that Cypress was pushing his member in and out of her own vagina.

"Ah- help me, C-Cypress, hehe... mmmmm!" exclaimed Willow, finally feeling included in the situation again, though still feeling just a bit jealous. At least that jealousy was shrouded by pleasure once again, right where it should be.

"You'd better go faster and harder, whelp!" shouted Hickory back towards the Cyndaquil mating her. "Otherwise you're never going to save Willow!"

"W- Willow! H-hold on...!" Cypress sounded so sincere in that, genuinely fearing for the Totodile's safety. He picked up his pace and thrust into Hickory's vagina even more quickly and forcefully than before, gripping her rump for support. As he kept up his thrusting, fire erupted from his back, raging fiercely as his emotions and feelings increased in intensity.

Pleasurable sensations quickly filled the little Cyndaquil's body. He was fighting so hard to hold back whatever that distracting, overwhelming burning sensation was, focusing on solely doing whatever the Chikorita ordered so he could save Willow. He didn't want to see her executed in front of him!

"That's- uhhn... ohh... that's so g-good... keep it u-uhhh... up..." said Hickory through her moans. She was teetering on her own orgasm, feeling that hot, warm feeling encase her loins, though she was unsure of what exactly that feeling meant.

It wasn't too much longer before she found out, though. While the Cyndaquil bravely continued his thrusting, she was the first to hit her peak, hitting her orgasm with just two more rapid thrusts inside of her. Her innards swelled up, pulsing and providing an incredible sweeping sensation of pleasure all throughout the flowery Pokemon's body.

"Ahhhh!" she cried, falling to the ground as Cypress never stopped. The feeling grew in intensity quickly and rapidly, surging throughout her body in a way she had never felt anything surge through before, causing her to feel incredibly hot and weak, but also incredibly euphoric.

That squeezing and pulsing inside of the Chikorita was enough to bring Cypress over his edge too. He couldn't hold it back anymore, but he, too, didn't know exactly what that hot, boiling feeling he felt in his groin was. All he knew was that the sensations Hickory's inner walls was providing him was even more pleasurable than it had been. The fire on his back raged wildly as he was overwhelmed with those incredible feelings.

He let out a loud squeal as he gave one final thrust deep inside of her before hitting the point of no return, feeling a burning fire course through his loins. It finally expelled from the tip of his member in several squirts of a hot, sticky fluid, shooting deep into Hickory's deepest depths.

The Cyndaquil remained inside of the Chikorita while consumed in his euphoric afterglow, totally forgetting what it was he was doing and why it was he was doing it -- he only felt the moment and only remembered that incredible orgasm he just experienced.

As Hickory dropped out of her orgasmic high, she brought the Totodile down to the ground, ceasing any insertions into her pussy. She was whipped and too mellow to finish what she had started with her. Instead, she adjusted her rear, stepping forward with her rear legs so the Cyndaquil's expended member slipped out of her, dripping a small puddle of their juices on the ground near her.

Willow didn't quite know what to do now that Hickory had stopped. Those two seemed to be thoroughly exhausted and pleased with their results, though her own needs went unfulfilled. She wasn't quite sure what it was that she was expecting or what sort of feeling she'd feel if she kept going, but she would never know unless she did something about it.

Pulling the vine out of her innards, the Totodile walked over to the two drained Pokemon, both lying on their stomachs on the ground. "Hey, what about saving me?" she asked, crossing her arms and attempting to arouse some sort of apology from either of the two.

"Oh, look at that," said Hickory in a flat, content voice. "You're saved. Way to go." She smiled and rested her head down on the ground, feeling particularly good about herself.

Cypress got up, shook his head, then looked over at the Totodile near him. He wasn't quite expecting her to be freed quite that easily. "Wait, you're okay...?" he asked meekly. "That's it?" He looked back over to Hickory's rump -- well, Hickory, really. "You're not going to kill her now?"

Hickory chuckled, amused that the Cyndaquil really didn't understand the meaning of roleplaying or pretending. "Haha... no, she's yours now, Mr. Hero." She looked up at the rather irritated Totodile, smiling at her. "It feels really good, Willow," whispered Hickory. "You'll love it."

"R-really?" asked Willow, holding her paws up to her face and blushing while thinking about it. It was true, though; no longer was it just her and Hickory fantasizing over what it was like to mate. No, those days were over. Hickory had actually done it. Hickory had actually mated with a male, just like all of the females that they had seen in those pictures. It excited her to no end that she'd be able to do the same...

The Chikorita nodded. "I want him again, though, just so you know. But you can play with him for now." She then tilted her head at the Totodile. "I didn't, you know, 'finish' you, did I?"

"Finish me?"

"You'd know. Heh." Hickory got up, shook the leaf on her head, and then trotted around so she was facing both Willow and Cypress. Coughing first to clear her voice, she resumed her deeper, villainous voice. "Okay, Cypress. You've lived up to your word. Your lady, Willow, is yours now." She shrugged and turned away from the two, playing her part well.

Cypress blushed and rubbed the back of his head. "I think I'm confused... um..." He didn't have a clue what was going on anymore. Having very little interaction with other Pokemon, he couldn't easily distinguish when things were an act or when they were serious. He still thought that Hickory was going to hurt Willow, but even then, he didn't know why it was that he cared so much or why he wanted to save her. It was against his nature in a lot of ways...

Thankfully Willow saw that as an opportunity to continue playing her part, hopefully for her benefit as well as Cypress'. She walked over to her 'hero' and looked at him shyly, placing her paws behind her back and staring him down. "My hero... You saved me, Cypress," said Willow in a sweet voice.

In her mind, she knew what she wanted to do. The time had finally come. Courage was never one of her strong points, but it was the perfect opportunity to take action and do something that she had dreamt of.

Taking a step forward to her Cyndaquil savior, she grabbed his shoulder with one of her paws, then the other, and then she leaned in to kiss the timid Cyndaquil. She knew that he would never do it, but... after the experience she had earlier with Hickory and kissing, she just had to know what it felt like kissing a male.

Smack! Just as she closed her eyes, she bumped into the Cyndaquil's long snout with her own rather long muzzle. It forced her to open her eyes to assess what exactly went wrong.

"What did you do that for?" asked Cypress, whose nose had gotten a bit hurt from that bump. He wasn't particularly angry, as it wasn't in his nature, but he was even more confused.

"Sorry, hehe," said Willow bashfully. "I was just trying to kiss you... hehe." She blushed and noticed Cypress do the same. "Maybe we should try it again..."

Without waiting for a response, Willow leaned her head in forward, though cocked it more to the side and at an angle to allow for her mouth to more easily connect with the Cyndaquil's. It worked, and the two Pokemon joined their lips in a tender -- albeit a little awkward -- kiss.

It felt far nicer than Hickory's mouth did, far more captivating and delicious. His own shyness was absolutely perfect for her, and though it was his first kiss, he was keeping up with it fairly well, trying to mimic whatever it was she was doing. He did want to fit in, after all, but was certainly enjoying whatever it was that the Totodile was doing to him.

She brought her paws up to his cheeks, squeezing his face while still kissing it. He placed his paws onto her sides and inadvertently found himself getting more and more turned on by the Totodile's actions. The two were enjoying their passionate moment together.

That was what Willow wanted even more than necessarily mating with him -- she wanted to feel loved by a male. She wasn't sure what the shy little Cyndaquil felt towards her emotionally, but even just that kiss satisfied a lot of her desires, allowing her to finally get into the part of the romantic female falling in love with a male...

"I think you two should try mating," said Hickory, who had been watching the whole time, giggling. She used her vines to reach between the two Pokemon's legs and tickle certain parts of them.

The two found whatever it was that Hickory was doing to be rather surprising at first, forcing them to stop their kiss, but they quickly realized how good it felt and how aroused they each were. Willow was still feeling so close to finishing, having come so far only to be left with nothing, while Cypress' cock was growing in size and poking out from its furry sheath, eager for another round of mating.

The Chikorita retracted her vines, raised them up in front of her, and smiled at the other two Pokemon. "Go on, I know you want to feel it, don't you?"

Willow blushed as she looked over at Hickory, then back at Cypress. "Does it... does it feel good? Mating?"

Shyly, the Cyndaquil nodded. "Y-yes," he weakly answered. He certainly wouldn't mind feeling that feeling again, but still felt rather embarrassed about it, since it was a very private sort of thing. However, it wasn't like Willow wasn't present when he mated -- she was the one he was mating for to save, after all!

"Why don't you try lay on your back, Willow," instructed Hickory. "You can do that a little easier than I can."

Sure enough, Willow did just that, stepping aside from her Cyndaquil friend and then lying down onto her back. It felt different from before, lying on her back, because of just how turned on she was 'down there,' and just how open and vulnerable she felt now that she was actually thinking about mating.

Cypress turned to face Willow, finding himself unable to keep from glancing down at her waiting pussy every few seconds. It looked quite a bit different from Hickory's, but equally inviting. Just thinking about it made his member excited and energized.

"It's just like that one picture of the two Larvitars," said Hickory, remembering a picture she'd seen of Pokemon mating in a position like that. "Just sort of lay on top of her, Cypress, and thrust in and out of her."

"Um, uh, are you sure you want to...?" asked Cypress as he took a step or two towards Willow, almost ready to begin.

Willow eagerly nodded her head. She was so excited to finally be able to mate! Though it wasn't just the mating that she was excited about... she wanted to mate with Cypress, that cute, sweet male that she had developed quite the crush on ever since she first saw him. Maybe he could someday not just mate with her, but be her mate as well...

"O-okay..." Cypress leaned in and placed his forepaws on Willow's belly, then crawled on top of her. The little Cyndaquil's warm, furry body pressed against the Totodile's cooler, scalier one, feeling pleasurable for both of the two different species.

He crawled along her body until he felt his member slide against a part of her that was sinking in more compared to the rest of her hard tail. Upon adjusting himself down there, bucking back and pressing forward, he found that was the opening to her girlhood.

The Cyndaquil brought his member right up to it and parted her folds with his pink erection, resting right at the smooth opening to her insides.

Anticipation filled the excited Totodile's mind. Her heart couldn't stop beating rapidly; she was just about to mate! Not just with vines inside of her, which felt really great and overpowering, but with a male, a real male. "Do it... my love... hehe..." she said, half acting, half being serious.

Cypress slid his body forward and pushed his member inside of the Totodile's vagina. Her insides were smoother, yet tighter than the Chikorita's were, but he found it to be just as pleasurable.

There wasn't any pain as the Cyndaquil inserted the entirety of his cock into her tight opening; it had already been stretched out pretty good from the vines earlier, which meant the only feeling she felt from the Cyndaquil's member was delight and all of its variants. Hot, excited delight, tingling through her body.

Knowing what to do, after Cypress had pushed his entire length inside of the Totodile, he slid an inch or so out, only to push it back inside to repeat the cycle. With every thrust into her, she yelped out in a pleased tone, moaning and shuffling her legs as she got used to the pleasure of a male stuffing himself inside of her body.

"Oh, Cypress!" she exclaimed loudly, holding the Cyndaquil tightly with her arms, thrusting her own hips against his to meet him during his own thrusts. His member didn't fill her up as much as the vines did, but it felt even more exciting and even more arousing. Not only that, but his cock was also significantly warmer than the vines were. It was downright hot!

Sure, the actual feeling itself was about the same as when she was getting penetrated by the vines, but it didn't matter to her, because those vines weren't a real male. It was now extremely real. She was mating!

"Mmm... oh..." moaned Cypress, flaring up the fires on his back again. The little Cyndaquil was getting into mating for the second time, now more experienced than either of the two females on their own. That was quite an accomplishment for his first day there, but he certainly couldn't complain about it given how well it had turned out.

As the two continued mating for the next few minutes, each of them drew closer and closer to hitting their peak. After a few minutes, Willow wanted to try something, so she held on tight to the Cyndaquil and rolled over to her side, then rolled over again and pinned him down on the ground beneath her.

At first it took a little bit of adjustment, but after she had decided to sit up on the Cyndaquil's groin, leaning in slightly and using her forepaws for leverage, the two resumed their mating and enjoyed it even more than previously before.

Willow continued riding the Cypress' cock as the Cyndaquil pushed himself into her with every buck the two made. Thankfully the fire on the Cyndaquil's back contained itself and didn't spread -- a mystery and blessing that may never be solved, but they were very thankful for. After all, the last thing they would want to do would be burn down Professor Elm's house while he was out. The mating was hot, but they didn't quite want it to be that hot...

Eventually, Willow managed to reach her peak. That sharp, hot pleasure that she had nearly hit before with the vines returned to her body, except it was now continuing rather than stopping abruptly.

Over the next few times she slammed down onto the Cyndaquil's shaft, that pleasure intensified until it reached the point where it struck her at full force. She cried out loudly as she felt her insides explode with ecstasy, squeezing and pulsing at Cypress' warm erection.

The pleasure was almost too much for her to take, striking like a hot, burning pain, except with satisfaction rather than pain. Out of all of the times she had looked at pictures of Pokemon mating, never had she imagined that they could feel so good from it. Never had she imagined that such a pleasurable feeling was even possible!

That increased squeezing inside of the Totodile's tight, smooth walls was enough to push Cypress over the edge once again. The Cyndaquil let out several loud moans and weak whimpers as his thrusting picked up into the fairly motionless Totodile, feeling his groin sizzle with that same pre-orgasmic feeling as before.

Just as Willow's first orgasm had subsided, Cypress gave one last push into the Totodile's opening, pushing his entire length in before hitting his own orgasm and shooting several spurts of sticky ejaculate into her body. Willow could feel that hot seed enter her and fill her up, causing her to shiver out of satisfaction.

The two Pokemon panted heavily after their orgasms, both completely consumed by the afterglow. Willow fell forward onto Cypress, no longer supporting herself with her paws, while Cypress tilted his exhausted head to the side and enjoyed the Totodile resting on top of him.

They could each feel each other's hearts beating while pressed against each other like that. It was a really nice moment that they shared together, after already sharing an incredible moment.

"Wow... hehe... that felt so good...!" said Willow through her panting, licking the Cyndaquil's cheek afterwards. "You were right, Hickory."

When Willow looked over at Hickory, she saw the grass Pokemon pushing her two vines in and out of her rear opening -- eyes closed and moaning. "Uhhnn... ohhh... don't stop... not now..."

Willow laughed as she watched her friend pleasure herself, knowing just how good the vines felt. "You can do it! Just don't stop, hehe," said the Totodile, giggling a bit as she watched the Chikorita struggle with herself.

After another minute or two of struggling, Hickory successfully managed to pleasure herself to orgasm. Watching her two friends mate like that in front of her was extremely arousing and far better than any old picture could ever be.

That incredible feeling swept through her body as she felt weak in her legs and electrified in her groin. It passed shortly afterwards, leaving a rather sweet-scented aroma behind as she withdrew her vines from her opening.

The Chikorita then walked over to her two friends, who were fully zonked out in each other's arms, and then lay down beside them, falling onto her side. She wiggled her tail, let out a yawn, and joined the two in a contented slumber after a rather productive afternoon.

The three Pokemon slept together for several hours, each dreaming of their own experiences with the others. It was very relaxing and very peaceful -- a perfect little nap on such an eventful day.

However, that nap was soon interrupted by Professor Elm as he returned from his errands. Just as soon as he opened the door to his house he began talking, waking up the sleeping Pokemon almost immediately.

"A fax machine, yeah, or a scanner. Why didn't I think of that? I could have saved myself a lot of walking, but it is such a lovely day out. I don't get out enough, so it was probably a good thing that I got out anyway... Hmm, I need to get some more exercise while I'm at it."

The human continued talking to himself as he passed the awoken pile of Pokemon staring at him. He walked over to his desk near his computer and pressed a few buttons on it to fire it up, then glanced down towards the three Pokemon he had missed due to his preoccupation.

"Oh, there you guys are. You sure look rather worn out!" He chuckled as he closed his eyes, finding the three as a set even cuter than just the two were earlier. "You didn't wear out your new friend, now, did you?"

Willow and Hickory couldn't help but giggle as he said that. They feigned innocence, shooting their eyes off in random directions to avoid making eye contact. Cypress, on the other hand, just blushed and rubbed the back of his head.

Suddenly, the four heard a sound at the door. Ding!

"Be right there!" Elm stumbled to free himself from his chair, tripped on a book and hit the ground, got back up on his knees, and then crawled over to the door. He opened it up and saw before him a teenage boy and girl, both looking eager and excited. "Ah, hello there!" said the professor as he extended his hand -- still on his knees -- towards the boy.

"Hello Professor Elm," said the boy politely.

"We're here to get our Pokemon!" exclaimed the girl, clearly sounding quite eager to receive her first Pokemon.

"Ah, I see. I think we can arrange for that." Elm got up from his knees and stood upright, then directed his arms towards the three Pokemon, each watching the scene with the utmost of curiosity. "Go ahead and take a look at the three I have to offer for you." He smiled. "Are you two new? Oh, dumb question. I meant to ask are you two together? ...I don't necessarily mean like that! But you know, are you friends?"

The two teens laughed at the professor's comments. "Nope," said the boy. "We're just siblings. I'm the older of us."

"Just by a year," said the girl, sticking her tongue out at him immaturely, but chuckling afterward. "Awww! I always wanted a Cyndaquil!" She quickly ran over to the three Pokemon, grabbed Cypress, and started hugging him against her face. "What a cute little Cyndaquil!"

"Yeah, they're, um, pretty popular," said Professor Elm. "I just got that one yesterday. He looks a little timid, but I'm sure he'll be a good Pokemon." He quietly muttered to himself afterward, "though it would be nice if someone picked Totodile or particularly Chikorita for a change."

The boy walked over to Willow and Hickory, who had both seen a similar scene before of their previous Cyndaquil friend getting taken by a new Trainer -- though this time there were two Trainers, so one Pokemon would be left alone when everything was said and done. "I'll take Totodile. He looks pretty cool, other than those girly ribbons. Isn't that right?"

Willow let out a sarcastic laugh as she rubbed the side of her face.

"Actually, that Totodile is female," said Professor Elm. "She always seems to be putting those ribbons on her head and tail, so you might be stuck with that!"

With a sigh, the boy looked over at Hickory. "Man... I don't really want a Chikorita. Sis, can't I have Cyndaquil?"

The teen's sister stuck her tongue out at the boy as she cradled the Cyndaquil in her arms. "Nope! He's mine! He's such a cutie!"

As the two teenagers argued with each other over who got which Pokemon, Hickory turned to Willow and sighed. "You know... that's the fourth time I've heard that. I should be used to it, huh?"

Willow hung her head, feeling bad for her friend. She had known Hickory for awhile, but Hickory was definitely there long before she was. "I'm sure you'll find a Trainer someday. Maybe you'll even wind up with one of these two!"

"No..." She looked up at the two siblings as they continued their arguments. "It'd be better if you two went together anyway. Then you and Cypress can still be friends." She sighed, but then sarcastically laughed. "Ha... you might even get to be mates. Not even in a roleplay... but for real."

The Totodile looked up at Cypress, who was held in the girl's arms, looking quite content up there. Maybe it was possible... maybe they could be each other's mates if they went together. But then there was Hickory, who would be left all alone... "But Hickory... what about you?"

"I at least got to know what it was like." She blushed as she remembered the feeling of Cypress mating with her, taking her like she was a female out in the wild seeking a mate. "It felt good..."

"Hehe, it did..." Willow blushed at least as much as Hickory did, if not even more.

"Alright, alright, fine, I guess I'll take that Totodile. At least she evolves into something tough-looking, even if she is a girl." The boy walked over to the Totodile and reached his hand down to pet her on the head, which Willow quite enjoyed. "Come on, you. Don't get too used to those bows, either."

Just as the boy was about to pick Willow up, the Totodile hopped back, evading the human's hands, and then hugged Hickory's side. "I'm gonna miss you Hickory..."

Hickory turned so she was facing the teary Totodile. "Hey, don't worry, you're going to live a happy life now. I had a lot of fun with you, too -- more fun than anyone ever. You're my... you're my best friend, Willow. I want you to be happy."

Hearing Hickory say that about Willow only made her all the more teary, realizing just how much she really meant to Hickory. "Hickory... I..." She knew what she wanted to do. She knew what she had to do, because it would be the last time she would ever be able to...

Taking a gulp, the Totodile placed her paws on the sides of Hickory's face, then leaned in and gave her friend -- her best friend -- a sweet, tender kiss.

Both Pokemon really enjoyed it, knowing just how important it was to them... and knowing just how important each other was as well. They wanted that moment to last. Similar to what Hickory had said earlier, that kiss was not a roleplay, it was not imaginary, it was not anything other than what it was -- real.

"Those two are both girls, aren't they...?" asked the boy in a flat, mesmerized tone as he watched the two females kiss before his very eyes. It wasn't exactly what he was expecting them to do, to say the least.

"Fascinating!" exclaimed Professor Elm. "Such occurrences of affection like this between Pokemon of the same gender are quite uncommon! To think, that I had been able to witness such an occurrence firsthand! I will have to tell Mr. Pokemon about this!"

"That's so cute! Oh my gosh!" exclaimed the girl as she noticed. "Here, you can have the Cyndaquil as long as I can have that Chikorita!" She forcefully handed Cypress over to her brother as she walked over to the Chikorita and stared at her while she remained locked in her kiss.

The two Pokemon finally broke their kiss, only to see they'd attracted quite a crowd of fascinated onlookers. But not only that, they had heard something rather different, something that Hickory had certainly never heard -- the girl wanted a Chikorita. The girl wanted her.

As Hickory found herself lifted off the ground and cuddled by the girl, she saw Willow down there, looking up at her and Cypress with a confused, worried look on her face. "Willow!" exclaimed Hickory, rather confused herself over what was happening.

Because of what Willow had done to show her affection and appreciation to her best friend who she was about to leave behind, she was now the one that was going to be left behind. That wasn't right... Hickory knew that. As badly as she wanted to be adopted by a Trainer... she would have been the one responsible for separating Willow from Cypress, for taking her away from the only friends she had ever known.

It was just like the roleplays they had always played together, except now, just like every other instance recently, it was real. She understood that in a roleplay, you don't always do things for yourself... a good story is one that has a happy ending for those who it was meant to have a happy ending for. Not everyone gets a happy ending for the story to be a happy ending, and, despite how badly she wanted it... this story wasn't hers, it was Willow's and Cypress'. She was just playing a role in it...

Nearly crying, Hickory did the only thing she could think of to deliberately crush her own dreams. She opened her mouth and bit the girl's hand as hard as she could, forcing the girl to drop her onto the ground. Hickory then slashed at the girl's legs with the leaf on her head, causing the startled girl to hide behind her brother.

"Eeeek! That thing is mean!" she cried.

"Bad Chikorita! What's gotten into you!" exclaimed Professor Elm, shaking his finger at the Chikorita, who growled fiercely in return.

"More like that thing can fight," said the boy, looking at the much more fierce looking Chikorita. Neither of the three Pokemon before him looked very tough. He wanted a male Pokemon, because he perceived them as tougher, but the only male, Cypress, was far too timid to actually suit his needs, which he quickly noticed as he held onto the quiet Cyndaquil for a few minutes.

That Chikorita actually had some spunk to it, and though he didn't think it looked as cool as either Totodile or Cyndaquil did, and even though it was a girl as well... well, after seeing it display its power like that, it called for him.

"I'll take the Chikorita, then," said the boy, walking over to the Chikorita, who did nothing more but growl at the oncoming teenager. "That's the spirit. You look cute, you may be a lesbian, but you're actually tough! That's kind of neat. I could work with that. Deception, you know?"

"Oooooh!" squealed the girl. "I'll take the Totodile, then! Then we can keep those two kissy Pokemon together!" She quickly ran over to Willow and lifted her up in the air, twirling around with her before nuzzling her scaly face. "She's so cuuuute!"

"Well, I'm glad that you two are decisive," said Professor Elm, who was a little lost over how quickly everything had transpired, but was glad to see the two females stick together. "If you two are going to take care of Chikorita and Totodile, I would appreciate being able to see them every now and then. You know, for research."

As the three humans talked amongst each other, Hickory had calmed down, realizing that things really had worked out far differently than she ever would have expected. "Willow...? We're going together? What about Cypress?"

Cypress, who had just been sitting there after getting set down, looked over towards Hickory. "Um, I, I don't know what's going on..."

"I..." Willow thought about it for a few seconds as she looked down at the Chikorita and Cyndaquil from the arms of her soon-to-be new Trainer. Just like Hickory, Cypress was the first Pokemon that she mated with... he was a male, a cute, adorable one, the first one she had ever been around... but Hickory was her best friend, and she realized just how much more important that was to her than even being with a male was... "I want you... Hickory... hehe. Cypress... are you going to be okay without us?"

"Yeah, will you be alright until you're picked up by a Trainer?" asked Hickory, walking over to Cypress while her own soon-to-be Trainer was talking with Professor Elm and his sister. "Cyndaquils go like hot cakes, so I'm sure you'll have a Trainer in no time."

"O-okay," he said. "It was nice meeting you two. Um, I'm... going to miss you." He hugged Hickory, though didn't add to it with a kiss. Just a simple hug to show his appreciation.

Honestly, Cypress was used to being alone. The two females were far too active for him anyway. They were fun, he learned a lot of things, but he was far from heartbroken getting left behind, particularly because he just arrived only a few hours ago.

"Alright, here are your Poke Balls for them, and here's a few more for you guys to catch some Pokemon with. Oh, and this Pokedex is an invention of a friend of mine, Professor Oak. Here, you each get one of these, too!"

Professor Elm did his usual spiel, giving the Trainers their Poke Balls, Pokedex, supplies, and all of that jazz. Both of the Trainers were appreciative and went over to their new Pokemon to claim them as their own.

"Go ahead, put them into your Poke Balls."

Hickory looked up at Willow and smiled. "We're... we're going on another adventure together! And this time I get to play the role of the tough girl, the one that's going to fight hard and protect you!"

Willow blushed and giggled back at her friend. "Hehe, yes! And I get to be the cute little Totodile that admires you and your persistence."

With that, the girl easily brought Willow into her Poke Ball, establishing that first important bond between Trainer and Pokemon.

As the boy went over to Hickory, she growled at him -- not because she was angry at him, but solely because she wanted to keep her role up. He threw his Poke Ball towards her, but she deflected it with her leaf, causing the boy to chuckle a bit. The next try, though, he captured her inside of it.

After saying their goodbyes to Professor Elm, the two siblings left to embark on their adventures as Pokemon Trainers, bringing with them two great friends who were finally able to live an adventure of their very own rather than just imagine it.

As for Cypress, he enjoyed the next few quiet days. Since he was the only Pokemon in the lab and Professor Elm didn't restock his starter Pokemon as frequently as the other professors do -- partially due to there being hardly any traffic in New Bark Town -- he let Cypress watch him as he worked.

Cypress enjoyed receiving all of the attention from the professor, but he enjoyed it even more when an energetic young boy came in a few days later, eager and excited to get the one Pokemon he was determined to start with -- a Cyndaquil.

Such is the life of a young starter Pokemon. The experiences the three shared with each other while they were together would stick with them for the rest of their life, resting peacefully in the back of their minds. And just as they would enjoy those experiences, there would be countless more for each of them.

As one batch of starter Pokemon goes, another comes in -- another set of starter Pokemon eager for the day when they, too, will have a Trainer to take care of them... another set of starter Pokemon that will build memories with the friends they make while waiting for that fated day.