Tucked away in the Viridian forest, along a hidden trail behind the wall-like rows of trees there lies a house, a mansion, The House of the Kanto Sun. I stumbled across it some time ago, while traveling through the forest. I was a pokemon researcher, and I was examining some claw marks on the bark of a tree, I took my notes and turned to leave. But my foot had caught on a root, I lost my balance and fell through the thick tree wall. I cursed my luck as I stood, finding myself on a small and slightly overgrown pathway, that had been completely invisible on the other side. I dusted myself off as curiosity got a hold of me, and I set off down that path. I'd only been walking for a few minutes when a splended white-painted and maroon-trimmed mansion came into view, it looked remarkably well-maintained, situated in a clearing in the trees, a beautiful garden full of large and lush flowers and bushes. The smell of the flowers tickled my nose as I reached the front steps, I paused there, at the bottom, and breathed in the sweet scent. I climbed up the few steps as I exhaled and I raised my hand to knock upon the door. The door which swung inwards just before my knuckles made contact with it. Standing there, holding the door was a tall and lean woman, wearing a long and tight-fitting dress the same color of the mansion's trim. She smiled, as if she had expected me. "Come in, do come in. And Welcome to The House of the Kanto Sun".
Her voice was dark and smooth, enticing yet firm, I couldn't say 'no' to that, so I followed her inside.

Beyond the door, the House was as immaculate and well-kept as the outside. The door silently swung shut again behind me as she spoke "I am Mistress Magda, and this is my House. Behind these closed doors" She gestured to the raised walkway against the back wall, with a row white doors with maroon trim set into the walls. "And many others within this house, we offer special services. Some come here by accident, some by referral, and some by invite; all enjoy our services within these walls, and sometimes without." She said, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
Well she'd gotten my attention, I just had to ask. My voice shook as my lips formed the question, "W-what... services? Exactly?"
She smiled in earnest, turning and walking away, raising her hand and crooking her finger, beckoning me to follow, "Come along, and you shall see."
Her voice suggested she was enjoying being cryptic. But I had no choice but to let my curiosity lead me onward, behind her. She lead me up the stairs to the side of the main foyer I had entered, up to that row of doors upon the back wall, along the second level. She stood at the top waiting for me, her head tilted as if she were thinking. "Ah, yes." she seemed to be speaking mainly to herself "The occupants of room number four will be acceptable."
I was puzzled by this statement, but I followed her still. She stopped at a door, waiting for me to catch up, she silently turned the knob and pushed the door open, a wave of sounds from people and pokemon flooded out, as well as a musky smell I couldn't quite identify. I peeked around the door, and gasped as I took in the scene beyond. Two human girls lay on a massive bed, entirely naked, they kissed and fondled each other as two Ekans writhed and twined around their bodies, the tails of the snakes were buried deep within the dripping sex of each girl. The pokemon themselves rubbed their heads together, their tongues flicking out, each twining and twisting around the others'. Their long serpentine cocks glistening and dripping pre on to the arching and gasping bodies of the girls. The door closed on the scene and I looked at Magda, my jaw snapping shut as I realized it was gaping open. She smiled again, at my reaction before backing up a few steps, beckoning me to follow her again. "Come with me now, I think I have just the thing for you."


I think that I tried to protest, but shock had turned my vocal processes into goo, and all that came out was nonsensical gibberish. As I followed her she whistled, a very high pitch keening tone, followed by seven shorter whistles. I followed her to another set of doors, this time in a corridor, deeper within the mansion, with sets of identical doors on each side. "Here we are, just inside this door. I can tell you're the private type, I'll leave you be, just tell her if you need anything." She turned and strode off.

I watched her go, then turned and stared at the door for a few moments, looking back to where she had gone, I turned again and faced the door. I took a deep breath and gulped, I gripped the knob with a shaking hand. I turned it, and the door silently swung inwards. I stepped inside, closing the door behind me with a small click. From the small hall I was in I could see the very foot of a bed, a chair, some... hanging straps and rings. The room itself was sparsely furnished, from where I stood I could see a framed picture or two, I could guess exactly what they were showing. I took another deep breath and stepped into the room itself. On the bed lounged a positively gorgeous Ninetails.

I could tell a lot of care had gone into its grooming and appearance. Its deep red eyes watched me enter with interest. I could smell a faint perfume, enticing, almost intoxicating. The perfume smell grew stronger as the Ninetails slid off the bed, as did its effects. My head swam somewhat as the perfume washed over me. The ninetailis stepped around me, looking me over; it circled me once, stopping when it got behind me again, and gently pushed me forward with its head. I took a tentative step towards the bed, and it pushed me again, a little harder, pressing against my butt with the top of its head. I went over to the bed, it was massive, and covered in a luxurious quilt,
I began to sit when the Ninetails put its paw on my upper thigh, I paused and straightened. It gently nuzzled my crotch, I nearly jumped out of my skin, startled, still wondering what exactly was going on. There was suddenly an intense heat at my navel, I looked down in alarm, it had silently padded up to me again and had cut through my belt with a small, concentrated burst of fire. The Ninetails gripped my zipper in its teeth and tugged it down with surprising agility, before moving up to grab the waist of my pants, its paws only somewhat awkward as it pushed the button open. My pants dropped to the floor and the Ninetails nuzzled my package beneath my boxers. "Ah!" I cried, jumping back from it. Of course, I landed too near the bed and lost my balance, falling backwards into the soft quilt. It put its front paws on each side of me, its cold nose just below my bellybutton as it grabbed the waistband of my boxers in its teeth and tugged them down and off. I looked at it from the bed, watched it carry my boxers and pants off into a corner. The Ninetails trotted back in front of me, again standing on its back paws, with its front on either side of me. It lowered its muzzle to my shaft, I could feel its incredibly hot breath slide over the tip of my cock, stiffening and growing rapidly. I felt its eyes on me and I met them, their red surface seemed to burn into my own, but I couldn't see any sign that it didn't want to do this.

It kept its eyes on mine as its tongue slowly extended, I shuddered as the wet muscle touched the base of my shaft, despite the heat of it. My back arched as it slowly lapped its way to my tip, the incredibly warm muscle flicking over the small slit of my cock, I moaned out, my voice echoing off the walls. It continued to lap at my shaft, keeping a slow pace, stopping occaisionally to catch one of my balls with its tongue, lifting it, warming it with its heat before letting it drop and cool. It continued to lick and lap, its tongue twisting all the way around my shaft as it slid up and down. My hands gripped the edge of the bed as the Ninetails pleasured me like this, too lost in bliss to care that it was a pokemon, that it wasn't supposed to be 'right'. My body began to shudder as I reached my peak, but that blissful heat slid away from my shaft, leaving it warm and tingling. I lay gasping on the bed as it hopped up onto the bed, lying along its length. I gathered my strength and my wits and re-arranged myself, laying beside it. I stared up at the ceiling, putting my thoughts together when I felt a small nudge against my cheek. I turned my head to look at the Ninetails, and found it face to face with me, the end of its muzzle nearly touching my lips.

The Ninetails put its paw on my side, then moved its head closer to mine, closing the distance between my lips and its muzzle. The only thing I managed to do was 'mmf' in surprise, before I fell into the kiss. I felt that hot tongue against my lips, I let them part, tilting my head as I did so, allowing me to press further into the kiss, my tongue sliding along its own. My own hand slid along that graceful body to cradle its head into the kiss as I tasted its mouth, its tongue, its sweet and sensual flavor. My other hand drifted lower, dropping over the front of the Ninetails' body. I let my hand roam through the beautifully soft fur, I felt the Ninetails shift its body closer to mine, my roaming hand being pressed lower along its body, onto its slit. My eyes shot wide open as I felt it, already damp, and very very warm. I gently began to caress the Ninetails there, my fingers roving over its hot folds, feeling the heat of it. The kiss continued as my hand rubbed over the small mound. I closed my eyes again and gently pressed my finger deeper into the slit in the fur. I could feel its slick wet walls around my finger, squeezing and sliding under my touch, all incredibly warm. It gently pulled away from my touch, from my lips, its tongue still touching mine for as long as it could as it rolled over onto its back, its multitude of tails swaying back and forth. The ninetails patted a paw against its chest. I got up on my knees and walked over to it, careful not to 'step' on any of its tails. I situated myself over it, its tails running up from under my legs. I looked into its eyes again, and the Ninetails nodded. I closed my eyes, once again taking a deep breath, and began to lower myself down.

And nearly leapt off the bed as her tails began to caress my backside, I looked around and found the source of that gentle, somewhat tickling touch and smiled, turning back to the beautiful pokemon laid out on the bed before me, waiting, heat rising from her lithe body, from her damp sex. I began to lower myself again, my hand shifting my throbbing cock into a better position. I gasped as the tip of my shaft poked through the outer lips, into the hot, silken insides. I paused again, catching my breath, feeling my heart race in my chest. The soft and bushy tails curled around my rear, around my legs, pressing me down further. I gasped again, my arms nearly failing me as I was pushed deeper into the soft entrance of the Ninetails. I pushed my cock the rest of the way in, my body shuddering as that incredible heat surrounded my shaft, as the slick soft walls squeezed around it. A moan escaped my lips, joined by a low murring sound from the Ninetails, the first sound she had made. I could tell she enjoyed the feeling as much as I did. I reached a hand up to caress her face as I slowly slid my cock out again, she nuzzled against it, murring and making a cooing noise. I leaned forward, my lips touching her muzzle again as I gently, slowly thrust my hips forwards again, burying my shaft within that blissful heat, the sweet silk of her insides.

Her muzzle parted as my lips touched it, her hot tongue sliding out, flicking across my own lips. My tongue joined with hers as I pressed myself fully into her again. I moaned into the blissfulness of her taste, her feel. I could feel her murring rumble up from deep within her throat and chest. I broke the kiss to breathe as I submitted to her beautiful body. I slowly began to pump in and out of her, taking up a slow pace, enjoying the smallest detail of her being as I slowly made love with her. Her tails curled tighter around me, pulling me in a little faster, a little harder with each thrust, soft sucking and squelching sounds began to fill the air, along with our panting breaths, her deep murring, my higher moans. Her front paws curled around me, holding onto my back as much as she could, her tails pressing me deep within her, pressing my entire length down into her over and over again, while other caressed my rear, sliding between my thighs. I moaned out to her as my thrusting quickened, the hot juices of her sex dripping down her body, shining in her fur as I continued my pace. Her paws and tails curled around me tighter, I slipped my arm under her, holding her chest to mine, I could feel her walls begin to contract around my cock, squeezing it, teasing it, I knew we were both getting pretty close. Suddenly she cried out, a long sustained "NiiiiiIIIIiinnnnee!" and her walls squeezed hard on my shaft. I gasped and nearly fell over, my cock starting to pulse, and a wave of clear cum gushed from her slit, coating my balls and thighs as I moaned out, my cock pulsing and twitching as I shot deep within her hot depths.

I collapsed to the bed, exhausted. I lay on my side, facing her, looking into her eyes as we both basked in the afterglow. I gently put my arm over her side, running my fingers again through the fur. She moved her head forward again, giving my cheek a soft lick before rolling over and scooting her back up against my front. I curled my arm around her she fell asleep shortly. I knew this wasn't love, but a mutual experience between two beings, it was very special, but it wasn't love, though, I think we were both just fine with that. My eyes drifted closed, and I joined her in dreaming.

I awoke the next morning and she was gone, her scent still hung heavily in the air. I rubbed my eyes, still groggy, when I heard a gentle tapping upon my door. I slipped on my pants and shirt and went to answer it. Mistress Magda stood there, wearping a different dress, still in that familiar color. She smiled when she saw me, probably noting my disheveled appearance "Well then, I expect we had a good time?"
I nodded vigorously.
"Excellent! Now, how were you going to pay for the services of the House?"
"Pay... I... how much?"
"Not too much, considering your apparent satisfaction, 15000 zeny."
"What?! I don't... have nearly that much!"
"But surely you must have expected to pay for such things?"
I stared at her, wondering why I hadn't thought about that... obviously I would have been charged.
"I'm sorry... I don't have any money, is there anything I can do?"
"Of course, you may work here, that is the preferred option, though I won't force you. All the work done here is entirely voluntary. Or you may leave and come back with the money, but be warned, I can and will ruin you if you fail to reutrn."
I nodded, the first option intrigued me somewhat, and I certainly didn't have the kind of money she required. "I.. I'll work here."
"Excellent, there's no turning back, now. In this place words are as binding as a written contract. Come with me, we're going to see the Alchemist."
She turned and strode off again. I followed without too much hesitation, she led me down to the bottom floor, through the front room I first saw, and to a door hidden out of plain sight. She turned the knob and it swung open silently, revealing a set of spiraling stone steps. She grabbed a torch from the wall sconce and lit it, illuminating the dark steps as she descended. We walked for a few minutes, probably ending up a good deal below ground. We reached the bottom of the steps, a door stood a few feet away, she placed the torch in an empty sconce and pushed the door open. She called out "Alchemist, I have brought another subject."
Her dusky voice carried well through the dim room beyond, and a soft grunt was the reply given to her. A very old-looking Hypno shuffled out of the shadows, it looked at me briefly, and nodded, turning to the Mistress and squinting its eyes slightly. "Yes, one week should do." She said.
The Hypno must have been using telepathy. I pondered that as it shuffled off again, bringing back two filled vials, one with a clear blue-glowing liquid, the other with an opaque bright red one. Mistress Magda took them from the Hypno and nodded her thanks, handing the vial with the clear liquid to me. "Drink this, it will prepare you for the work you'll be expected to do."

-End of Day 0: Discovery-Chapter End Notes:Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended