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It was about noon when my trainer, Thomas, let me out of my Pokeball. He was, quite possibly, the best trainer ever. I've heard about other great trainers, but to be honest, I loved him the most... and, to be honest, I literally loved him. Unfortunately, most of the world frowned upon a human-Pokemon sexual relationship, and that was the only thing keeping me from doing anything that I wanted to. Most of which involved coming out of my ball at night, in a Pokemon Center room, forcing him to lay on his back on the bed, and more or less make him fuck me. Literally. I wanted to do it very badly, but I knew that doing so would make the Sinnoh Pokemon League - which we'd just beaten - denounce him from the Hall of Fame. I'd heard of other trainers who had gotten in there, mated with a Pokemon of theirs, and then be removed from the Hall. I knew how important it was to all of us that got there with him, including myself; I refused to take the risk. Somehow, along the way after he'd caught me back near Sandgem Town, he'd learned to understand the meaning of what I say even if he can't understand the exact words.

"Kitty," Thomas said, snapping me out of my reverie and making me look at his face, where his blue eyes were slightly covered by his gorgeous red hair...

No! Bad thoughts! I thought sharply, lightly shaking my head to get rid of what would no doubt make me aroused. Pay attention!

"I'm going to leave you here for a few days, okay?" he continued, politely ignoring how I shook my mane around in the beautifully warm sun. When he said that, I looked ahead, and noticed the Day Care that old couple ran. Don't get me wrong, they're a nice couple, but I preferred to stay with my trainer. With a visible sigh and a look to him, he gave a small smile. "I'm sorry, but I have to. I've made up my mind."

Crud. When he's set his mind, there's no way in hell it can be changed.

"Look..." he began, gently placing a hand on my cheek, a momentary grin coming to his face when he noticed my blush; dammit, I'd been hoping to be able to control my love for him better. "I know how much you care for me. The blush pretty much proves it."

Yeah, I know, I thought coldly, as my shoulders slumped in defeat. He was absolutely correct, and he knew it, too. Why, oh why, did he have to be so smart and perceptive? Even though I was disappointed in being so easily found out, I did allow a gentle purr to make itself present. He chuckled lightly.

"But... we also both know what the League thinks of it," He continued, before taking a deep breath. I could tell that he was having a hard time saying whatever was on his mind. I wish I was a psychic-type so that I could read it. "To be honest with you, if the League would just back off, I wouldn't mind it as much; but with how hard we've all worked to reach that one spot in the Hall, we have to avoid it."

At this, I pulled my head away from his hand, which he let drop, as I looked away. I'd known for a long time that my... condition... would most likely be unacceptable. Even if he didn't mind, the fucking League would. I wish they'd back off and let it go.

"So, I'm going to leave you at the Day Care for about two weeks," he said slowly. In an instant, I was staring at him again, gaping. That was far longer than any other time I'd been left there! "I know you're wondering why I'd leave you there so long, and it's for a reason. I need you to trust me with this, okay?"

Even though I knew I could trust him with my life and he'd be true to it, I bit my lip with anxiety; I most certainly did not want to have anything to do with this place for that long. I could tolerate it for a day, but two weeks? Hell no.

"I doubt you want to do it right now. But when the time comes, you'll understand why. I swear to you that I will explain it all. I promise."

When he said that, and with the way he said it - in the kind, gentle voice he uses in situations like this - I just couldn't refuse. So, with a reluctant nod, we walked into the building... and a few minutes later, I found myself watching over the fence as the trainer I loved as much as I loved life walk away for reasons unknown. Once he was out of view, I continued to watch where he'd just been for about five minutes, before allowing a tear to roll down my cheek as I turned and walked into the shade of the tree line at the edge of play area...

...It's been about a week since Thomas left. Many times since then, idiotically arrogant male Pokemon tried to woo me into becoming their mate, if only for the short time they were in the Day Care. I told each and every one of them that if they wanted me, they would have to battle me - and win. This rule alone drove away some, but most remained to take the challenge. A few of them merely took a smack to the face from my paw to get them to surrender; a select few were actually able to hold their ground for a few minutes. Even so, not a single one was able to earn the right to let me open myself to them. Although I did allow a few females to pleasure me, since I pleasured them in return; they had liked my style of fighting, and so joined me in rejecting the boys' advances. As a result, when the boys who'd we'd rejected finally gave up - which was pretty much that days' entire group of males - sometimes we snuck into the forest, and just had some lesbian fun. A smile graced my lips as I allowed one of those memories to surface.

At the moment, I was on my back, all my legs seperated as I panted while my body shivered from the immense pleasure. Even though it wasn't the same as a real cock, it was, quite frankly, probably just as good. To be honest, I've never actually mated with a guy; that's probably why I rejected so many of them.

However, about half of Thomas' champion team had been females, and whenever one of us was in heat, we would all slip away in the night and lick the cum out of each other in order to alleviate the damn feeling. The guys of the group had already been rejected a few times, and had given up after a while. So, I already knew a lot about how to "fuck" a chick and how to be "fucked" by one. That's also why the owner of each pussy I licked complimented my style; they could tell I knew what I was doing.

In any case, this current girl, an Espeon with an absolutely gorgeously smooth fur was currently doing both of us at the same time. As she used her fork-like tail, the tip pushing in out of my sex a little roughly but still perfectly, our tongues danced. Mind you, all the females I did this with were in heat at the time, so they were kinda desperate to avoid the guys and still get rid of the feeling; so, they turned to other ladies, most of whom - such as myself - willingly helped. As the both of us let our purring reach pretty much its full volume, the Espeon had to stop kissing me as she held herself close to me, doing everything she could with her tail to fully get us both to cum. Of course, not long after, the immense waves of satisfaction as our juices coated her tail - not to mention the soft, grassy ground and our asses - arrived, we held onto each other closely. Then, after a few moments of resting and just recovering from the feeling, she gently pulled her tail from the both of us. Even though she didn't mean to, she made me cum once more, and in response, pulled out of me a little too fast and in a way that shoved her part of the tail back into her pussy hard and fast enough to make her cum again as well.

Finally, when she was out of the both of us, she gently stood and made to clean her tail of the delicious nectar of our bodies, she soon found herself sprawled on the ground, her own legs spread - with me on top this time.

"Wh-what are you...?" She began, before I shushed her gently with a momentary rise in the volume of my purring, which had quieted when the tail'd been removed.

"Making it last longer," I told her smoothly before quickly doing an about-face so that my pussy was in her face and hers was in mine. Without even hesitating for a second, I started to caress that slit of pink flesh.

In an instant, the pink-furred Pokemon's purring rose to match my own; her cum was already leaking once more onto the ground, but it was just left over from the last few moments. The panting of her breath was easily felt on my cunt; I paused for a second and gave her a lustful look before I continued, slowing down with my licks before I slipped my tongue into her sex. Shivers went up and down her spine instantly, and since her body was still warmed up and raring to go, it literally took only about a minute before I was given the right to drink in her pleasant taste. Of course, I only took in a little, and let the rest drip down her rear and onto the ground, merging with the rest and continuing to make a tiny puddle. Thankfully, she didn't miss a beat and immediantly put her paws around my ass and began to caress my own sex; within about a minute, my own juices either filled her muzzle, was on the fur around her mouth, or had dripped onto the ground.

"A-Any... other... tricks?" She asked with lust still clinging to her voice as I turned back around to give her a lick to the cheek. A smile of pleasure was on her lips.

"Nope," I told her softly, as I gently licked her fur clean. "Feeling better?"

"Much better..." She sighed happily. "Thank you. I've done this with others on my trainer's team, but I have to say you're the best at this."

"So now that you're better, shall we head back?"

"...In a while," She said, wrapping her arms around me as best she could before making us roll onto our sides. She gently licked my face clean, before snuggling up into my fur, and a few moments later, I could hear her soft breathing as she slept.

With a smile on my face, I held her closer, and fell asleep a few moments later as well.

Ah, yes, those times were ones I liked. Even so, it wasn't what I truly, truly wanted. While I admit it sated my desire to make love, I still felt empty, and that's because it's been five days. Five days since my trainer had left me at the Day Care. Of course, today was the day another male arrived. As I watched from my favorite spot, the shade of a large oak tree on the edge of the field, a male Luxray was let loose into the field. A couple of seconds later, the nicer guys of the people in this place introduced themselves; hell, some of the girls even tried to arouse him and get him as their mate. While I'll agree that he was very handsome, I stayed with my rule, and ignored him. As I did so, my mind continued to return to the previous days just for the sake of nostalgia... until I heard the sound of someone approaching.

"Shade looks nice," Said a clearly masculine voice. It wasn't too deep, but it was deep enough to obviously belong to a boy; from the sounds of it, he was the Luxray that had just arrived. Most other males of my kind had voices of a similar pitch.

"What do you want?" I snapped without looking at him, displeased with having my just-about-to-start nap interrupted.

"Just wondering if I could join you in the shade, and nothing else," He replied. "It's a little hot in the sun for my liking."

"...Fine, but try not to talk, I'm trying to sleep."

For some reason, this one had been clearly honest just by speaking. Only my trainer had been like that... forcing those thoughts out of my head, I ignored him as he quietly lay down a bit away from me, but still in the shade of this beautfiul tree. After a few minutes of hearing him shift around a bit to get comfortable, I finally could hear the soft breathing that signified sleep. Without another thought, I opened one of my eyes to get a good look at this guy, and to be frank, what I saw nearly took my breath away.

His smooth, glossy fur, almost made him look like a female with the way it was so beautiful; if it weren't for the lightly larger mane, he probably would be. He had curled up into a moon-like shape, allowing his tail to be near his face while he had his head lying on his front legs. Despite the way he was laying, I could easily see how immensely gorgeous his coat was. There were no knots anywhere, it was as smooth as glass, and it looked as soft as a downy feather. For all his beauty, though, there was a single part maring his appearance: a single scar on his right front paw. It was shaped a little curved, almost as if someone had bitten into it; seeing it reminded me of my trainer. The day after I'd been captured by him, I'd gotten really PO'd at him and bitten his right hand - hard. Once I'd let go and it had healed, a permanent scar had formed; he'd had had to get it treated, because before the scar was there, it had gotten infected in a way where only surgery could heal it. So, with a local anesthetic to the arm, after some surgery, the infection was gone, and the only way to know it had happened was the fact that we both remembered it, and that the scar was there.

"You know, it's not nice to stare," he suddenly said tiredly. I had shuffled my body slightly to get a better look at him; apparently I had done it loud enough to wake him up.

"Er... right, sorry," I said, embarrassed.

"It's fine," he replied, as he stood and stretched. "I'm not tired anyway. I never could sleep in the middle of the day."

"Why did you come over here?" I finally demanded, wondering if he was trying to woo me or something. "If you want me to be your mate, you'll have to -"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" He exclaimed. "I never said anything of the sort! I just want to be in the shade, that's all. Besides, I heard; I would have to battle and win against you."

"Good, you know. So are you going to do that or not?"

"Nah," He said. "Not today, anyway. How about tomorrow, at noon?"

"Fine with me!"

"Then I'll see you later," He told me, before walking away to look around the place.

As he walked away, I found myself watching the way his body moved... the way whenever he talked to anyone, he had a smile on his face, and always seemed willing to either laugh himself or make someone else laugh. Once I realized what I was doing, I shook my head, giving a mental slap to my mind before I stood and walked the opposite direction, trying my best to ignore him. Whenever someone asked me what he had said, I just gave a growl, and they silenced themselves. I made sure to be back in the bed the Day Care had assigned me by night fall. It took me a few moments to realize that I was once again watching him, seeing where he went to sleep... the bed on the opposite side of the sleeping area. When I closed my eyes, thoughts of him entered my mind unbidden; a second later, I shoved them away, and forced myself to sleep...

...Waking just in time to get a good stretching in before my battle with the new guy, I went over the preparations I always went through before a battle. To be honest, Thomas had been the one to instill it in the entire team; every morning before a big battle, we got up a little earlier than normal, ate a good - but small - breakfast; did a few stretches to make sure our muscles were warmed up and ready to go; and of course, relaxed. After the stretches, we usually just took a nap, found a hot spring, or something that made us completely relaxed. 

As I reached the last step, I glanced over to the male, and in a split second, my jaw dropped. He was doing the exact same stretches I had been doing only a second ago! I knew that he hadn't been watching me, because he had his back to me and was ignoring me as he got himself ready. Then, after the last stretch, he looked about, found the place where we were going to battle, and lay down on his side. I couldn't help but feel anger towards him; it was as if he had met my trainer, and done everything taught to me by Thomas. Then, I took a few deep breaths.

Don't get riled up now, I thought to myself, making myself relax. Remember, you've got to relax before a battle.

It was then that I realized something: neither of us had introduced ourselves. So, when the battle was about to start, with a female Lucario - one that had been in heat, and one I'd helped - that had been there for a couple of days as the judge, I spoke up.

"I was wondering..." I began, as the two of us took our places. "What's your name?"

At first, he was silent, as if deciding whether or not to tell me. Then, he spoke:

"Rikku," He said calmly, and with the way he said it, I had the feeling he was telling the truth. "What about your name? Not what your trainer calls you, but your actual name?"

It'd been so long since my mother had given me my name, and since Thomas had called me Kitty the entire journey, I think I almost had a hard time remembering it... but it only took me a second to answer.

"I'm Kyashii," I told him. "Alright, shall we begin?"

"Let's get started."

With that, the Lucario - whom was called Lucy - called for the battle to begin. I had decided to allow him to strike first, but apparently, he'd known I'd decide that... because he didn't do anything to me. All he did was begin to circle around the battlefield, and in order to keep the distance constant, I did the same, but in the other direction. The entire audience was clearly anxious to see who would strike first, and on a whim, I decided not to disappoint them; as a result, I allowed my natural element to build in my fur and focus on my fangs; not many had seen me use my Thunder Fang attack in this place, so they were clearly surprised. I ignored them, and charged Rikku at full speed, expecting to be able to take him out with this one bite to his left front leg; to my, and the crowd's, surprise, he nimbly jumped to the side, causing me to stumble and lose my charge.

"Oof!" I grunted, having the air forced from my chest as he tackled my side with all his strength and with the right amount of electricity to make it a Spark attack.

Even though the charge didn't hurt me much, the force from his head-first tackle was enough to get me. Of course, I responded by smacking his head and making him stumble away, a little dazed from the strike.

Gotcha! I exclaimed, readying a Crunch attack as I spun to grab his leg.

Again, he dodged, and this fact frustrated me. No other Pokemon had dodged my attacks so well before, so why now, dammit? Before I could ponder it further, he tackled me again, without bringing forth his element this time. The sheer strength of his attack knocked me onto my side and sent me sliding for a few inches. Without missing a beat, he got me onto my back, and pinned me to the ground with all of his weight on my limbs. For a few seconds, I thought he was going to fuck me in front of the entire group - which I would kill him for doing - but he didn't. He just stayed there while Lucy counted to ten aloud. These battles were to see who would stay on the ground for ten seconds first. When she reached number seven, I realized how long I'd been wondering if he was going to stick his cock into me or not; by the time I tried to force myself off the ground, she exclaimed something I had never heard during any other match:

"Ten! Rikku is the winner!"

In that instant, he gave a smirk and once again, fear filled my mind as I wondered if he would get into me whether I wanted him to or not... but then he got off my legs and actually helped me up instead. The entire time, the audience was whispering to each other, surprised by the result; in fact, I swear I saw a few apples change hands, along with some berries. Obviously bets had been placed, and only one person was receiving the pot: Lucy!

"You bet against me?" I asked her incredulously. She gave a grin as she shrugged.

"Yeah," She said as she got some help to put her winnings next to her bed for safe keeping. All the Pokemon here left anything in there alone, out of respect and kindness. "I know you're strong, but when I saw Rikku challenge you yesterday, I talked to him afterwards and gave him a light challenge myself; after that battle, I just knew that even you would be beat."

I stared at her incredulously before turning to Rikku, who was laughing with some of the friends he'd made yesterday, whom were talking about the battle and making some jokes about it... among other things. When he noticed me watching him, he gave a grin that brought a blush to my cheeks and made me look away. I think I heard him mumble something to his friends, before coming over to me.

"You okay?" He asked. "Did I hurt you?"

"...No," I said, making sure that nothing aside from my pride was hurt. "I'm fine."

"Then I guess you should swallow a little more pride; apparently others are already calling us lovers."

The blush on my cheeks instantaneously spread to cover my entire face; he chuckled lightly when he saw this... and for some reason, the laugh sounded familiar. Then the moment of déjá vú passed, and I watched as he went over to the Day Care lady who was calling for him. It took me a few moments to realize that I had been called for as well, and I trotted over to catch up. Once she had us as an audience, she spoke in her usual way. Kind and gentle, but still a little stern.

"Hello," She began sweetly, and we returned her greeting. "You two are leaving today; I have a note authorizing this person to take the both of you out of here."

What? I thought, frowning, as we followed her into the house. It hadn't been two weeks yet. It's only been a little over a week; Thomas can't be back yet... so who's... what the hell!

When I entered, I was shocked to see a lady that stood at about five-foot-seven, wearing almost one-hundred-percent black. Her long, blonde hair went all the way down her back, reaching just about to her waist. The hair had four black objects in it, similar to those things on the back of a Lucario's head.

Cynthia? What the hell are you doing here?

"Alright, you two are free to leave," Said the old lady, who'd been paid.

With that, she gently - but a little forcefully - got us over to Cynthia's side. The champion smiled to us, and while Rikku returned it, I just gawked. Whatever was going on was over my head; so, I decided to play along to get the answers. As such, I found myself walking with them towards a ride that led to the Resort Area of the Battle Frontier island. Once there, I walked into a building that was pretty much in the middle of nowhere. It was absolutely beautiful. For a full thirty seconds, I stood at the edge of the trail that led to it, gawking, while Rikku and Cynthia walked up to the door. 

When they realized I wasn't at their side, they looked, and didn't hesitate to laugh. Blood rushed to my face and reddened my cheeks as I closed my jaw and raced up to the duo; a moment later, I was frozen and gawking again when I had stepped inside. It wasn't like a human house at all, which is what the outside made it seem like! There was a way to go outside easily for any Pokemon, and a way to get inside for any Pokemon. The place had steps leading straight to the huge area that was nothing but one huge room. Light shone in from the roof, which Cynthia explained was one-way mirrors. This way, we could see out, but nobody could see in; they were also reinforced so that if we wanted to battle, we could without destroying it. Then, when I reached the bottom, another surprise...

"Kyashii!" Exclaimed an all-too familiar voice.

"Richie!" I said excitedly, rushing up to the male Empoleon that had helped Thomas capture me when he'd been a Piplup. He was one of the members of the team that had helped us get into the Hall of Fame, and I was shocked to see him here, and even more shocked to see a freaking pool of what was obviously fresh water behind him. "What is this place?"

"Well, Thomas decided that we'd had enough of battles, so he had this place built for us," Richie explained. "It's made so that we can still battle each other, challengers, and relax. It's basically a gigantic home for all of us."

"What about Algida?" I asked, wondering about the Dialga that had been caught by our trainer at Spear Pillar when Cyrus was being an idiot.

Over here, Said legendary Pokemon, making me do an about face as Cynthia and Rikku caught up to me. Right behind me lay Algida, the Dialga that we'd battled, and the one that Thomas had caught. How have you been, Kyashii?

"Quite well," I told her with a grin. It had taken quite some time, but we'd become good friends; in fact, she was one of the girls that I'd helped through her heat, and she helped me through mine. "Say... um... where's Thomas?"

At this, they both fell silent for an awkward few minutes. At long last, Cynthia decided to speak up.

"I'm afraid that he is no longer what he used to be," She told me.

In an instant, I could feel tears coming to my eyes, and even though I forced them back, I knew it wouldn't last. A moment later, I found myself crying into Algida's shoulder. Of course my mind had instantly gone to the thought that he'd died, somehow, and that thought was what triggered my eyes becoming waterfalls.

"Hmm..." Cynthia began, looking at the sky through the somewhat transparent roof. "It's getting late; I'm going to bed. Good night, and sleep well, all of you. Kyashii... why don't you go to the electric room?"

"What for?" I asked, sniffling, as I finally pulled away from my friend's shoulder. She didn't reply as she left for the bedroom in the building that was obviously for guests. Her Pokemon team was already asleep in places they liked; Richie, after bidding good night as well, dove into the water and to places I didn't know about. Algida, however, stayed awake for a while longer with me. "Should I go?"

"...Yes," She said after a moment. "I think it would be best."

Even though I wanted to just die right there, to join my beloved trainer in wherever he eneded up, I trusted Algida enough to follow her advice. When I approached the hallway she said would lead to the room, I stopped and looked around. Rikku had disappeared sometime between when I had started bawling and when I'd stopped. With a sigh, I turned and walked down the hall...

...At last, after what seemed to be an eternity, I entered the correct room. It was engineered to be enjoyable to electric types. The minute I had found a soft pillow to curl up in and lay down to go to a tear-fillled sleep, I heard footsteps approaching, and then I heard his voice once more.

"Kyashii..." Rikku said. "Mind if I sit next to you?"

"...No, go ahead," I replied softly, too heartbroken from the loss to do much else. When he was comfortable on the same pillow, but still keeping his distance from me, he spoke once more.

"Would you mind if I asked you a few questions about your trainer?"

"Not at all. It would be nice to talk about him, really."

"...What was his name?"

"Thomas was his name."

"What did he look like?"

"He stood about as tall as Cynthia, but his hair was much shorter. He had gorgeous red hair that went well with his blue eyes. No matter the day, he always seemed to find a chance to wear khakis and t-shirts that didn't go together."

"So he should've been arrested by the fashion police?"

"More than once," I said with a chuckle at some memories. "He always claimed that they'd simply given up on him, saying he was a lost cause."

"That's silly."

"It was."

"Well, what was he like?"

"He was the nicest trainer I've ever met. I've met quite a few nice ones during our travels, but he was the best, by far."

"Sounds like you held him close to your heart."

"I did... and I still do... having him gone hurts so much..."

"...I'm sorry," He whispered softly. After letting a tear land on the floor in front of me, I shook my head.

"It's not your fault. Any other questions?"

"Yes; was he good at nicknames?"

"Rarely," I said, a snort of laughter forcing its way out of me. "The only good one was Dialga's. He called her Algida, and she liked it enough to adopt it as her true name. He was terrible at all the others."

"Like?"

"He called his Empoleon 'Pippy'," I said with a giggle I couldn't hold back.

"And he called you Kitty, right?" Rikku suddenly said, and another giggle I had in my throat froze there.

How did he know that? I didn't...

"You didn't need to tell me, you know," He said, a smile lighting up his features as I stared incredulously.

That smile...! It looks so much like the one Thomas used so much!

"Kitty... no, Kyashii..." He began, before finally turning to look me in the eyes. "I think you misunderstood what Cynthia said about me."

"No... it can't be... you can't be him!" I exclaimed, scooting back, frightened. He remained where he was, knowing that coming closer would be a bad idea.

"Before you go screaming bloody murder, would you please let me explain?"

"A-Alright," I said, clearly still allowing fear to grip me as I stayed away from him.

"Kyashii... do you remember the day after we beat Cynthia and spent the night in the Pokemon Center nearby?"

"Of course. We'd had a party to celebrate our win."

"That night... well, more accurately, that morning, when we had all gone to sleep... I had a dream, and it was far too real to be like any other."

"What was in it?" I asked, my curiosity overwhelming my fright and convincing me to come a little closer.

"...Him," He said. "Arceus."

"...Go on," I told him, when he paused to see if I believed him; to be honest, even though I was still a bit scared, my heart trusted him completely.

"So... well, he told me about how he knew about your feelings for me; it was less of a dream and more of a conversation. He gave me a few options. One, I could completely ignore your feelings, reject you, and completely lose your trust; second, I could remain human and accept your love and willingly be stripped of being in the Hall of fame; or, well..."

"...You could choose to become this and accept my love," I finished for him, to which he nodded with a silent sigh.

"I told him to give me some time to think about it... and when I made my decision, instead of accepting the choice the night before, I proposed something else. A plan."

"You mean...?"

"Yes; this was all planned in advance, Kyashii. I talked to Cynthia about it, because during our battle, I'd noticed how much her Garchomp cared for her, but how he took care to not do anything the League could use to toss her out. It was obvious with the way he listened to her."

"Yeah, I noticed that, too," I admitted, nodding.

"So, in absolute secret, we hatched a plan together. I would place you in the Day Care, telling you that it would be about two weeks before I'd returned. Knowing you, I had a feeling that you'd set that rule of having to fight for right to be your lover."

"You know me too well," I said with a gentle smile, my fear completely gone as I returned to his side, which brought a gentle blush and smile to his face. Now that I knew it was him, I could tell how much they both complimented his beautiful fur and features.

"And you don't know me well enough," he countered with a sly smile that made my face flush, bringing a chuckle forth from him. "Anyway, pooling our money together, we had this place built specifically for us and our Pokemon teams."

"It's really quite well done, by the way," I complimented, purring about the wonderfully pleasant electric current that flowed through the air of the room we were in.

"Actually, this room wasn't my idea; it was Algida's. She said that she had a feeling you'd enjoy it."

"Another one that knows me too well," I said, as I slid closer to him, causing both of us to purr lightly as I gently wrapped my tail around his.

"Which I'm glad she does," he said, before he continued his story. "Anyway... after this place was built, I publically announced my returning of the title of champion to Cynthia. She also announced that she would be living in this place with her team for the rest of her career. Once that was completed and the media had eaten it up, we stealthily made our way to Spear Pillar, where Arceus and I had agreed to meet. Once there, he told me that he was pleased with the way we had gone through with the plan. So, he told me that not only would he make the change painless, he would make me as strong as you were..."

"So that's why you found it so easy to beat me!" I said, using a paw to gently slap his shoulder, which caused a laugh to come from him as he grinned.

"Yup!" He said, his trademark cheesy grin visible on his face, before he calmed down at the same time that I did. "After he gave it this form to me, and I'd given that note to Cynthia, he gave her a gift as well. He knew that she did not wish to become a Garchomp, so instead, he did something else: he gave her the ability to understand Pokemon speech completely while still able to be a human."

"Now that's cool," I said, before thinking something else. But not as cool as you being this... Thomas...

"Yeah," Thomas said with a nod. "I don't know if you noticed, bu Garchomp wasn't in the big room back there."

"...No, I didn't notice at all," I confessed. Then I realized his meaning. "You mean..."

"Yeah, probably!" He said with a grin, but then he let it slide into a mild smile, and waited...

"...Go on," I told him kindly, when I finally realized what he had been waiting for.

"Well, once we had received our gifts, we moved on to the next phase of our plan... me being dropped off at the Day Care... and you know the rest."

"...Yes, I do... but I'm still going to totally get you for beating me back there!" At this, he laughed when I swatted him with my paw again.

For a while, we just sort of sat at each other's side, kinda looking around the room, as if hoping to find something that would boost our confidence to say what we knew we felt for each other; it was crystal clear. At last, I finally just turned to face him, and when he looked me in the eyes, I didn't hold back any longer; the one creature I loved dearly was right here with me, clearly feeling the same for me; it had been proven by what he'd gone through just to be able to be with me as my mate. So, the instant he looked me in the eyes, I closed my own, leaned forward, and made our lips meet. 

He didn't even have a chance to do anything else before I began it; then, after about three seconds of me caressing him gently, he softly brought a single paw to my cheek and began, at last, to return the kiss. I knew that this was hist first time doing anything like this, but I must say that he was quite good. After a few moments of mere lip-touching, I allowed my muzzle to open just enough to slip my tongue out and to brush against his mouth. It didn't take my former trainer to let a smile grace his face as he responded by opening the gate to his mouth; in an instant, our tongues were wrapped together closely. I couldn't help but let loose a soft purr from my throat as he gently moved his paw to my neck and drew me in as close as possible. I could quite literally feel his fur against my own. After about a full minute of simply allowing our tongues to dance together, the taste buds that brushed against each other shivering with pleasure, we pulled back... but the way he held me close didn't let me get far from him. His breath was warm against my cheek, and his chest... his soft, firm chest was rising up and down against my own at this point.

"Mmmmm..." I murred softly, licking his cheek as I stared into his eyes. Even though they had changed to match my own yellow-red ones, they were still as lovely as before.

I was about to say more, but then he gently used his arm to draw me in once more and kiss me far more passionately than the last one. The purr in my throat instantly rose in volume, and I belatedly realized that it only now matched his... even though his was far deeper, far... richer. As he held me close, he began to slowly step closer to me, and as he did so, in order to keep from breaking the kiss, I had to step backwards. After a few more steps, he pulled his mouth away from me, and I suddenly realized that I was practically on the floor.

"Ooohh, you're a tricky one," I told him with a grin and an affectionate purr.

He just gave a sly smile as he gently placed his body on my own, giving my cheek a grin. He was slightly larger than I was now; when he'd been a human, I had been taller than him, but now he was bigger... but not by much. I allowed him to rest his entire stomach on my own, as he brought his lips to my throat - and began to caress it. Right away, my eyes closed on their own as this beautiful feeling caressed my nerves. He was careful enough to make sure he didn't hurt me, but other than that, he was wild about it... and to be honest, I liked it that way. I had my front legs wrapped around him in a gentle, loose hug as I tried - and failed - to keep from moaning from the pleasure.

"Haaa... mmm... Thomas..." I murmured quietly, as the lust continued to cloud our minds.

"Shhhh..." He said softly, and in such a sexy voice that I nearly lost control of myself. I think I may have flipped him onto his back and speared myself on his cock, but the way he moved his muzzle from my neck and brushed them against my own, I didn't have the strength. "Just... let me take care of you..."

"W-What do you... ahh, T-Thomas..." I began, my cheeks flushing brightly as his lust-filled mind brought his mouth down to my chest... and to my breasts. Without another thought, he licked my nipple, and I couldn't help it. "Ahhh! Ahhh... ah... mmm... I-I'm s-sorry... m-my voice is... ahhh..."

"Shh," Said the sexy voice, once more soft and warm and tender and wanting. "Don't say that..."

"B-But... ahh!" I exclaimed when he put his lips to my nipple and sucked for a few moments, his tongue running over it multiple times. I swear, my pussy was getting wetter and more open by the second.

"You're... so sexy..."

Before I could say anything to that, he let go of my boob, and slid his smooth tongue down the length of my stomach... all the way to my...

"Ah, no, wait... Thomas, that's my - aahh!" I couldn't stop it. It was impossible to keep from letting the sound go past my lips.

I swear, I couldn't breathe anymore; he had used the tips of his claws to open the lips of my sex just enough to get at what he wanted: my clit. Once it had been exposed, he'd given it a lick, and the shiver that ran up and down my body with the sensation caused the cry of pleasure to be ripped from my thraot of its own will. I just lay there on my back, allowing him to put his taste buds against my walls... my clit... everything there. Soon it was nothing but precum, and when he stopped, breath was something that was scarce for me. I looked at him with something no less than lust as he crawled back up to bring his dirty little mouth against my own once more; to be honest, I didn't care that they were a little covered from the wetting my sex. When, at last, he pulled away his face away from mine, I glanced down between our bodies and found that his member was throbbing in the air. I could see the little glint of precum on it, showing how much he wanted in... but I wasn't going to give it to him just yet.

Before he could do anything, I spun around so that I was on my stomach, with my lips to his dick. I didn't even pause at all... I just immediantly opened my mouth and, while gently massaging the knot at the base of the shaft, put it into my muzzle and began to lick and suck at it. Within a split second, his male Pokemon instincts activated, and he bucked his hips, forcing his member into my mouth. To be honest, I didn't mind all that much, but if he kept doing that, I wouldn't be able to pleasure him this way all the way to the end. So, I pulled him out of my mouth, and when he looked at me with a look that begged me to continue... I shoved him onto his back. The moment he was, I lay down on top of him, with my ass to his face, like I'd done to that Espeon a while back. Lifting my tail, I presented my red, slick pussy that waited for him to orally pleasure.

"Do... it..." I murmured quietly. I don't know if he heard me or not, but apparently, he got the message, because a moment later, he put his paws on my hips and gently put his tongue into me as deeply as possible.

It took all of my concentration to focus on his own sex organ, and bring it into my muzzle while I pinned his rear to the floor with my weight. Almost immediantly, his tongue forze when I put my own against his tip; I could feel the ragged, nearly non-existent breathing that came with his chest movements. Then, he continued, but much slower, and a lot more thorough, it seemed. I don't know how, but I was able to focus - barely - on what was in my mouth as I sucked and licked.

"Haaa..." I heard, realizing belatedly he'd stopped when I noticed that precum coated his penis completely inside my moist, warm, loving muzzle. "K-Kyashii... I... ahhh!"

Without warning, and even with my full weight on him, his hips bucked a little as he let loose. His cum went straight into my throat and onto my tongue; Lord Arceus, he tasted better than anything I've ever tasted before. I did my best to swallow it all, but as I tried to suck it all up, it caused him to cum once more. I could literally feel the surge of the semen going through his cock and into my maw. After a moment, I gave up on drinking it all, and let pretty much the entire second shot drip out onto this groin area. After a couple of seconds of recovering, he suddenly found the strength - from Arceus knows where - to flip me onto my back again. The still-wet-and-flowing cum on his cock quickly fell to the floor, but neither of us gave a damn. Right now, I was in heaven as he once more put his tongue into me and let my walls press against his taste buds.

"Mmm..." I mumbled, purring as loudly as he was, which, frankly, was actually quiet. Probably from the excitement and lust that filled our minds at the moment, but I didn't care that much. "W-Wait... I'm... g-going to c-cum..."

"Then... cum..." He answered softly, straight into my pussy.

That did me over. My back arched as I reached my climax; the walls of my sex grabbed and hugged his tongue, covering it with my liquids. There was a lot of it; about as much as his own first shot. After a few seconds of him letting me get a breath into my lungs and letting my spine rest on the wonderfully soft floor of the room, without warning, he suddenly shoved his tongue into me again, and this caused me to cry out with shock and pleasure as my walls caved in again. At this point, his muzzle was absolutely covered; some of the juices ran down my ass and onto the floor, merging with the puddle already forming; most, however, made it into him. Then, once he'd licked his lips, he crawled up to make his form match my own, his extended cock rubbing against my stomach fur. Because he was still quite aroused, he actually came once again, and the very feeling of the liquid being on me made my own pussy let loose once again.

"Kyashii..." Thomas said, after about a full minute of us regathering our breath. His voice was just as it was before: attractive. Soft. Sexy... and, most of all, wanting. "I want to be inside you..."

"...Go... deep..." I told him, as I brushed our lips together. He licked my cheek before he gently held my paw with his own, our fingers intertwining.

I couldn't help but hold my breath, waiting for him to penetrate me. I could feel his tip poking and proding my hindquarters for a couple of seconds, trying to find it, and when at last, he did, he went in slowly, as deep as he could. Both of us found that our breath disappeared from the way it felt. For a few agonzingly slow seconds, he made sure he was ready to really give it to me; when he was at last ready, he pulled his hips backwards, and then rammed them home, their shape matching my own perfectly.

"Ahh!" We both cried out, as he slammed his shaft into me as deep as he could. Neither of us could keep the sound that voiced the pleasure inside. It was then that he paused... and pulled back... and out of me.

"W-What are you...?" I began to ask, when he stepped off of me.

"Kyashii... c-could I c-come at you from behind?" My lover asked of me kindly. I couldn't say no, as I forced myself to roll onto my stomach and stand as best I could. Right at my feet was the puddle of cum.

"Like this?" I asked, unsure, as he padded up to me.

"Y-yeah..." His silky voice told me. "Now to get back in..."

After a second of getting himself ready, and me anxiously waiting it, I was, to say the least, surprised when he jumped onto my back and wrapped his front legs around my waist and put his paws on the inside of my thighs. The pressure he applied there caused my legs to spread apart, opening my vaginal lips just enough to allow him to ram himself home. Then, without even pausing, he let his instincts take over as he pulled back... and went back in. My back arched on its own; my head was just above the floor; my ass was held in the air by my lover holding it there, as he continued to fuck me. To be honest, even though he was going incredibly deep, it just wasn't enough for me; I wanted him to go farther.

"Go... faster... and... deeper..." I panted. For about a millisecond, he froze, his shaft completely inside me - but then he resumed the task at hand, and did as I told right away.

The moment he did so, I could pretty much no longer breathe, and I could say the same for him, no doubt about it. His head was lying right next to mine, and his breathing was almost non-existent as he shoved his member into as hard, fast, and deep as he possibly could. Then, suddenly, I cried out when my sex suddenly stretched as the knot finally got into me. When he tried to go all the way back out, I could feel tears coming to my eyes since it hurt - but he almost immediantly noticed that I was in pain, and quickly started to simply hump me lightly. The tip of my lover's cock was quite close to my womb; I wanted his seed in there so badly right now, and I knew he wanted to give it to me... so, a few moments later, after rubbing his groin against my own endlessly, he did.

"Ahh!" He moaned right into my ear, as I felt his hot semen shoot from his penis and into me. Of course, I had yet to cum again. "Haaa... ha..."

"T-Thomas... y-you can..." I began to say, telling him that he could stop since he'd cum into me. I felt him shake his head, as he began to rub against me some more, doing everything he could to ignore the multiple surges that proved how much he came into me.

"Not... until... you cum..." Thomas told me directly into my ear.

It wasn't long until I did; but by that time, his cock was so oiled by his own fluids that the knot had painlessly slipped out, and the excess of his seed - which was quite a bit at that point, to be honest - spilled out onto the floor, creating quite a mess as it splashed onto our tails and our hind legs. Even though I'd finally cum, and he had done so more times than I could count, I wasn't done; I wanted more. As he started to slowly pull himself out, my insides having squeezed and soaked him - not to mention his underbelly, my ass, our tails and legs, and the floor - when nothing more than his tip was in, I shoved my hips backwards, and made him cum into me once more. After taking a few breaths, he asked a gentle question.

"Do you... want more...?" He asked smoothly.

"Yes... give it... to me..." I panted. "But first..."

Before he could do anything, I flipped so that I was on my stomach again, and I found my back landing in our cum puddle... not that I gave a damn. He was clearly surprised, and when his exhausted legs gave way and his stomach landed on mine - softly, thankfully - his hips had bucked, making both our backs arch as more of our liquids poured out of our bodies. When he was still as he lay on my stomach, I gently used my hind legs to remove him from me. I had gotten what I'd wanted: I had the one creature I loved more than anything else in the world; not only that, but I had actually made love to him; during that time, we had cum so many times we - and the floor - were a complete mess... and neither of us cared. Then, as I rolled us onto our sides, and we wrapped our front legs around each other to stay close, our lips met once more, open. The tongues danced for about a minute, before releasing.

"Haa... that... was great..." I said to him; both of our faces were flushed, and the action had left us both exhausted.

"Again... tomorrow?" He asked.

"You know it," I replied, licking his cheek. He responded in kind, before gently resting his head against the fur of my shoulder, closing his eyes, and allowing sleep to over take him. His soft, now limp member was already retracted into its sheath; it would be cleaned when we woke in the morning. Before then, I simply placed my head on his shoulder, closed my eyes, and allowed my exhaustion to put me into a deep, peaceful sleep with my lover...