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Amari stood before room twenty-two with a thumping heart and a sense that everything was about to go wrong. The prostitute--no, the gentleman on the other side would turn her away. Because not even a sex worker would want her as a mate. No one would.

At least, that was what her anxiety was telling her.

The umbreon tried to keep her ears perked and tail up, but they remained low as could be. Confidence was in short supply, it seemed. The pep talk she gave herself earlier, about how much she needed this, deserved this, fell flat. Even her yellow rings fell dim.

I can't do this, she realized, paralyzed by the thought of going through that door. Of rejection. I should just go. I'll go back downstairs, get a refund, and pretend this never happened.

Except, she couldn't do that. This would be her only chance at even a modicum of happiness, artificial though it may be. To experience something no one else would give her, to feel something she never thought she would. If only for a fleeting moment, she wished to be loved.

Before she could stop herself, before she could fall back into a spiral of self-pity, she lifted a paw and gave the door a quick rap.

She held her breath.

"Come in~"

Oh, Arceus, even his voice is dreamy. She grew weak in her knees, the boyish, confident timbre of his words tempting her with their depth. She had to see the owner of that voice. The glaceon that she knew was behind that door.

Not even the fear of how he'd react to her unique anatomy would stop her.

She turned the handle and stepped through into a pretty basic motel room, honestly. What wasn't basic was the glaceon longing on the single massive bed, his eyes focused and his expression radiating friendliness as he grinned at her. "Amari, I presume?"

Amari licked her muzzle. "Y-yeah. Um, Flick, I also... presume?" Way to go, girl, using 'presume' right after he did. Really showing your wit there. What a showstopper.

Thankfully, his smile only grew. "The one and only!"

Lying back further, the glaceon allowed his legs to spread, gifting her with a straight-on view of his blue sheath and fuzzy balls. She stared as his tail swished patiently between his legs, seductively, and Amari felt her own tail begin to lift. He wasn't aroused--who would be from seeing her?--but that didn't diminish the want she already felt for him.

In fact, she could feel herself growing a little too excited.

She stood in the doorway, fidgeting, her fight-or-flight response firing despite how much she needed the glaceon in front of her.

As if sensing her nerves--was it that obvious?--Flick rolled over onto his belly, got onto his haunches in a casual sitting position, and then patted the bed on his left. "You paid for an hour," he began, telling her something she very well already knew. Her ears lowered at the reminder of how fake this was. "But, fuck it. Why don't we just talk first? We'll start your hour when you're ready. Personally, I don't like to rush things, and I have a feeling neither do you. So hop on up; there's plenty of room."

Amari almost couldn't believe it. He was that nice? To her? Really?

"Is that allowed?" she asked as she closed the door and stepped inside, his offer taking a heavy load off her chest.

She really did think she'd be on a time limit. That she'd have to hurry, have some fun, and then get thrown out right afterward. It wouldn't mean anything to him. She wouldn't be remembered. She'd just be one more client out of hundreds. And that was assuming Flick really was as open minded as his profile promised.

"It's not not allowed," Flick said with a wink. The glaceon sat up straight, all four paws neat and tidy under him. He lifted a paw and once again patted next to him. "Serious, jump up. You can tell me all about yourself. Or you can tell me nothing, and be all mysterious. That's cool too. Just be sure to at least tell me what you're into. You know, what gets you all hot and bothered. Even if it's... exotic." He chuckled as her face grew hot. "Don't be shy~ You choose me for a reason: I know you have some kind of kink you're embarrassed about. But I don't judge."

Oh, how I wish that were true!

She knew Flick was bisexual, that was on his profile, but she couldn't be sure that also meant liking someone with... both.

Trying not to break down as her excitement and fears intermingled into one ever-present flurry of anxiety, Amari climbed onto the bed and took the offered spot next to Flick. Her heart pounded in her chest at being so close to a potential mate. Someone who she knew for a fact wouldn't turn her away. Despite her fears, she knew he couldn't just kick her out. But he could secretly find her disgusting, and that outcome was almost worse than if he told her flat out he found her gross.

After nearly ten seconds of sitting next to him and squirming from the silence, a silence that she knew he was giving her to collect her thoughts, but also felt horrendously awkward, she finally mustered the courage to speak. "I, um, I don't have a fetish," she admitted, the word heavy on her tongue. Saying it felt dirty. "I think... It's, uh... something else? I don't know how to say it."

She stared at the door as Flick hummed, too nervous to look at him. It was a nice door. Very door-y.

"You're not a ditto, are you?" he suddenly asked.

She looked at him with wide eyes, baffled by the question. "What-- no!"

He chuckled. "Hey, it happens more often than you'd think! Ditto are fun pokemon to hang out with, but a lot of them tend to be shy in their natural forms. More often than not, they like to pretend they're someone else. But if you ever find one all-natural, they're usually up for some fun. They're really flattered by anyone who finds their natural form attractive. So you could just find one next time you're feeling lonely, no need to come here." Her cheeks burned, and he smiled. "Just an idea. Obviously, I won't complain about tonight. A cute umbreon like you, I almost feel like I should be paying you to be in your company."

The door became very interesting again. "You're just saying that," she mumbled, still working up the courage to tell him just why she was here, why a 'cute umbreon like her' couldn't get laid. "If you knew why I had to be here, you wouldn't feel that way."

"Oh?" He leaned sideways, and she found herself looking his way again. His eyes were gentle, though a hint of genuine curiosity did show itself. "Why do you have to be here?"

Tell him. Just do it. Get it over with.

"I..." she struggled with her tongue, feeling as if something heavy and dry had replaced it. "I don't know how to explain it. It's weird, and embarrassing, and everyone gets so freaked out and leaves me and I can't--"

A paw touched her cheek and nudged her gaze into Flick's eyes. "Honey, I've been with so many different kinds of pokemon that I've seen it all. If I can handle a shy venomoth embarrassed by her ovipositor, or a muk ashamed of her natural fluids, you have nothing to fear. Just be yourself, and I'll do my absolute best to make you as comfortable as possible."

Her chest grew tight. "R-really?"

He nodded, smiling at her. "Really."

Heat threatened to spill down her cheeks, and she took a deep, calming breath. "I'll just show you then," she decided. Then she added under her breath, "Please don't be weirded out."

Laying down onto the admittedly very comfortable bed, Amari scooted backward and spread her hind legs. She was exposed now. Fully and truly. The heat in her cheeks had her feeling like a flareon.

She watched across her belly as Flick brought his head down between her hind legs, and though she wanted nothing more than for him to just take her then and there, he only looked. His eyes widened once he obviously processed what she had been stressing over: above the darkened mound of her vulva was an obvious sheath, and an even more obvious red length jutting out of the said sheath.

She winced at the thought of someone staring at her down there, the shame and excitement spiraling out of control.

"You're male?" he asked, sounding confused but thankfully not disgusted. "I'm not opposed, but you did tell my manager you were female."

"N-no, I'm not male." Her voice was shaky, her nerves quickly getting the better of her. "I have, um, both? My vulva's black like my fur, so it might be a bit difficult to see. It kind of blends in."

That was an understatement. She'd actually have pokemon think those were her balls before, unable to make out the crease of her slit, or even the spade-like shape of her vulva. They just saw her sheath and a mound under her tail: what else were they supposed to think?

"I see."

Her ears lowered again. This was it. He was going to turn her away. Even for someone as apparently open-minded as him, he had his limits. Everyone did.

"Want me to suck you off?"

That... wasn't the question she expected. "Huh?!"

"I pride myself in my oral," he continued, "but I've never actually given head to anyone with both sexes before. I admit this is exciting. I'm pretty confident I could give equal attention to your cock and pussy." The profanity threw her off, but it was so sexy to hear him refer to them that way that she hardly cared. "Hmm, do you have balls? I don't see any, but..."

Stunned, all she could do was answer, "I don't. I went to an alakazam who imaged my, uh, insides, and I'm apparently fully female? Ovaries, uterus, v-vagina... It's all there. No testicles. I do have a prostate, though." She hid her face behind her forepaws. "I-if you wanted to know."

"Fascinating." He sounded genuine. As if her weird private parts were something of interest to him and not something to avoid. She couldn't believe how well this was going. "When you orgasm, do you experience it with both?"

"Y-yes," she nearly squeaked. Could she blush harder than she was right now?

"You poor thing," he cooed, placing a gentle paw on her left thigh. A shiver went down her spine. Her tail twitched. "You don't need to be embarrassed. I think your spade is beautiful, and your penis, well, it's very suckable if you catch my meaning." He winked. "Kind of cute. Can you knot?"

"Y-yes. I've even, um, tried knotting myself. In my p-pussy." She squirmed, growing more confident from his acceptance, but still terribly embarrassed by the whole situation. He was technically a stranger, after all. "It didn't work out..."

He chuckled. "I'll bet. But don't worry; I'll let you knot my tailhole later, if you're into that sort of thing. We have plenty of time to try anything you desire." He placed his chin on her thigh, just shy of her vulva, his eyes staring at her penis. She was so wet and hard right now. "Do tell, what should we try?"

"That sucking me off thing sounds nice..." It really did. She had sucked herself off a few times before, even knotted her mouth once. It was glorious. She couldn't even imagine someone else doing it for her, how much better it would feel. "And, um, after can you stick it inside me? In my vagina? I've always wondered what it would feel like..."

"Of course!" He smiled at her, then his eyes moved to stare at her penis. "Do you like it slow, or fast? I usually take it slow with virgins, give them some foreplay, ease them into it, but something tells me you're pent up. Just say the word and I'll slurp that cock right up."

She was about to ask him to just do it when she had a realization: why go for oral when you can have the real thing? Sure, getting sucked off sounded awesome, but she identified more with her vagina, anyways. She could ask him to mount her right now and he would do it. Just like that.

I could know what sex feels like. I could have a guy inside me, knot me... and then we could orgasm together. He'd pump me full of his love, so full. Her cock twitched and she felt her insides clench hard. Oh my gosh, that would be so amazing...

"I want you to fuck me." Her eyes widened and she shut her muzzle with a squeak. She couldn't believe she had just said that out loud. "Oh my gosh, I-I mean..."

Flick just chuckled. "Hey, don't worry about it. If you're horny for the real thing, you're horny for the real thing. You sure you don't want some foreplay first?"

She wasn't sure, but she nodded regardless. She just... wanted something inside her. To experience sex like the female she was. Though, there was one condition. "Can we do it face-to-face? I know that's weird, but I, uh, want to see your expression when you finish?"

"That's not weird at all," he said, smiling. Her heart fluttered at how handsome he was. How kind. "I adore seeing my clients' faces when they cum. Do you want to top, or should I?"

Her answer was immediate. "You, please!" Her cheeks were perpetually on fire now. "I mean, is that cool?"

"Super cool." He stepped over her, placing his legs on either side of her body. She was still on her back, crotch exposed, and from this vantage point, she saw the tip of his blue penis, previously hidden inside his sheath. He's aroused! Eeee! He really does like me! "This may be my job," he continued as he casually lined up his hips with her's. She held her breath with anticipation. "But I never get tired of making love to adorable pokemon like yourself."

Then he slid inside. Just like that. No fumbling, no stray pokes, no accidental misses. It was a clean, gentle penetration. Constant, moving forward without pause. She breathed out at how intense it was. He felt stiff, hot, and alive. She almost expected he would feel cold, that it would feel like an ice cube in her snatch. But no, his blue cock was as warm as her own. That heated length just kept going, deeper and deeper into her accommodating innards, her own cock hard and twitching from the feedback.

She hadn't realized how wet she was until now; it must have been an ocean down there because he had no difficulty bottoming out. His balls impacted her vulva with a lewd squelch, and she found herself squeezing reflexively. It felt weird. Unnatural, almost. She could feel his warmth, his girth, spreading her and throbbing in time with his heartbeat.

"Oh my gosh." It was barely a whisper, but Flick's ears swiveled forward anyways. Am I blushing? I feel like I'm blushing. "You're inside me..."

He grinned down at her. "Yep. Oh, the look on your face, I live for that! Feels good, right?"

She nodded, eyes wide as she looked down at where they were connected. Her penis was as stiff as ever, poking against Flick's stomach fur as he bent over to bring his muzzle close to hers. Her cheeks heated up as her maleness gave away just how excited she was.

Flick wasn't even moving and already she could feel the tension unraveling in her belly. Her body kept a tight grip around the object intruding upon her, a feeling which only fanned the flames of her need. More, her knot was visibly growing, expanding against Flick's tummy, her penis beginning to feel almost as tight as her sensitive inner folds.

She was going to cum, and they had barely even started.

Amari placed her forepaws on Flick's chest in an attempt to push the pleasure away, but it only ended up with her kneading him instead. "Y-you won't make fun of me if I finish too soon?" she asked, ears low. She could feel it coming. Soon, she would explode around him, milk his maleness, and then paint his belly with her seedless cum. "Oh, Arceus, this feels too good..."

"It happens to a lot of virgins, even females," he said, nuzzling her. She leaned into the gesture, letting loose a happy purr. "Don't worry about it. The real question is, should I start thrusting now, or later?"

Just the thought of him humping her nearly set her off. "T-thrust, please! I want to feel you moving when I finish!"

He grinned. "That's good because holding still inside your amazing spade is driving me insane."

Flick hadn't even pulled halfway out of her when she felt her pleasure skyrocket. The feeling of his length sliding along every nerve down there was unbelievably intense. It was too good. Like a pack of hunky jolteon in her underbelly, making her muscles twitch and contract as they zapped her without remorse. She couldn't hold it. She was going to explode. She was going to cum.

"Shove it back in!" she squeaked, feeling herself grow light-headed as she passed the point of no return. Everything was tensing up, squeezing, her knot inflated to its widest. "I'm gonna... Hurry!"

He looked into her eyes with affection as he obeyed, bottoming out again with a loud, wet smack. Amari saw stars. The world grew quiet, muffled. As if earmuffs had suddenly appeared around her head. Speckles of light danced in the air, and her insides squeezed one final time.

She came. Hard.

"O-oh, gosh, I'm cumming!" she cried as her tunnel clamped down before releasing just as quickly, again and again. Her penis twitched and spurted, sending streaks across Flicker's stomach. The seedless ejaculation would no-doubt be just as difficult to clean out of fur than the real deal. If she weren't experiencing such bliss, maybe she'd be ashamed of that.

The satisfaction of finally, finally experiencing an orgasm during sex was overwhelming. It buzzed in the back of her mind, relief and giddiness in equal measures as she just... looked into Flick's eyes as she claimed her prize. Then Flick slammed his muzzle into hers in what was her first kiss. The unexpected action dazed her, but with such an absolutely mind-boggling orgasm going on it wasn't difficult to melt into the offered intimacy.

As they kissed, she knew it wasn't real. That it was a show. Something sensual, something to complete the experience. Nothing more. But at that moment, kissing a random glaceon, spilling herself all over him as she milked his cock with her powerful feminine muscles, as he mated her, she felt... loved.

After a few moments of enjoying the almost chaste kiss, Amari took the initiative and slipped her tongue into her temporary lover's maw, an action that gifted her with a growl of approval from the glaceon. Their tongues danced, and through her constant high she noticed that Flick was humping softly, in and out, loud, wet noises echoing in her ears. It was perfect.

Then it got better.

Flick broke the kiss long enough to say, "I'm close. Do you want me to knot you, or?"

Her orgasm still wasn't over--she knew, as a canine, it could last quite a while--so in the logic of sharing their orgasms, she nodded rapidly. "Yes! Please! Rut me! Knot me! Fill me!"

Apparently, he had been holding himself back, because right then he began to hump her with such speed and ferocity that she was actually pushed back into the bed by the force of each thrust. Their mating was loud, a constant barrage of wet noises that had her blushing like a pikachu. Plap, squelch, even the occasional schlorp: it was the squish of flesh on flesh, of slick genitals sliding together, forming vacuums and breaking seals. She wondered if anyone in the rooms next door could hear.

Oh, gosh, that would be so embarrassing...

Sadly, this new pace meant they couldn't kiss anymore--at least not without their muzzles bonking painfully into one another--but with how amazing she felt from the constant stimulation, it was a decent trade-off. It was almost too good.

She knew the moment Flick was about to cum. He stopped thrusting with a feral whine, stuck as the shape of her spade trapped his ever-expanding knot. The pressure was intense, her vulva expanding into a ball right before her very eyes. It even pressed against the base of her own knot, the extra pressure making her whine with him.

"T-tell me you're going to cum," Amari whispered, watching with awe as she felt his balls tighten against her tailhole, her vulva just above being increasingly stretched by his girth. A particularly intense contraction rippled through her loins in sympathy. "Oh, my Arceus, I need to hear you say it, this is so hot!"

"I'm going to cum," he uttered, staring into her eyes with an almost glazed look. "Going to knot you, fill your eager pussy to the brim. We're going to be stuck together, and I'm going to breed you."

Amari moaned, her cock sending a particularly gooey streak across Flick's stomach. "M-more," she all but demanded, "Keep talking, tell me how good you feel, how good I feel! I need to know that my vagina feels good for you!"

He didn't have to tell her, because that was when his orgasm hit. Amari's eyes widened as the first heated spurts began to fill her, his entire length twitching hard as his internal biological machinery did what it had evolved to do: pump her full of fertile glaceon seed. It was more than she expected, the sensation hot and the pressure immense.

She couldn't get enough of it.

They whimpered together as he came, as they came, the experience making her head spin. It was insane. Crazy, even. Here she was, not only actually having sex, but tied together with a sexy male. Her! If she didn't already know he had taken some magical birth control, he could have actually impregnated her, too.

Oh, why does that sound so hot? F-fuck, I want him to give me his children! Not actually, but like I also do! It's just so appealing right now! Fuck, his sperm is probably already in my womb! I think I can feel him hitting my cervix...

Her only regret was her spurting cock wasting seed along their bellies.

Then Flicker did something unexpected. With a grunt, he began to twist around on her lap until he was facing away from her. She knew eeveelution cocks could bend like that, but witnessing it was an entirely different story. He raised his rump, his hiked tail showing off a pulsating asshole.

It wasn't until he angled his backside with her still-spurting cock that she realized what he was planning. "I-I, um, are you doing what I think you're doing?" she asked quietly, almost disbelieving.

He looked over his shoulder with a coy smile. "Yep! You up for it? Your cum should be plenty of lubrication~"

Amari didn't even hesitate. "Y-yes!" she practically demanded, unable to tear her eyes away from the twitching anus looming above her spurting, needy cock. Ropes of her cum were already lubing up his presented hole, her tip aimed directly at it. "Fucking Arceus, I want to knot you so bad..."

Her wish was granted.

Flicker lowered his rump and Amari yelped as her sensitive tip brushed against his tailhole, a yelp that soon transitioned into a whimper as her tip easily slid into that deceptively soft glaceon ass. Down and down Flicker went, and so deeper and deeper she sank. The heat was indescribable, and the texture... it was so much smoother than she expected. Like those times she sucked herself off, only a billion times better.

Then she noticed the contractions. She could feel him orgasming within her before, but this was the exact opposite. It was a novel experience. Each rhythmic squeeze was a delight only matched by the fact she was now ejaculating inside someone's ass, so with all the squirting and throbbing going on deep inside her cunt, it was so strange to also feel herself squirting and throbbing inside someone.

"O-oh," Amari breathed, staring up at the ceiling as her eyes went unfocused from all the sensations rippling through her body and mind. "We're inside each other now... I think I love being a herm."

He laughed. "Technically, any two canine males can be inside each other. But I've never done this with a female before, so this is a first. How are you holding up? Do you want to stay knotted, or..."

"K-knotted, please." As if there was any question. "I want to ride this out."

And ride it out they did. Every squeeze of her vagina was directly followed by a squirt from her cock. Squeeze, squirt. Squeeze, squirt. It seemed endless. She wanted it to be endless. It should have been endless.

It wasn't endless.

After almost five minutes of silent enjoyment, Amari's knot deflated first, slipping from Flicker's tailhole with a lewd pop. Cum oozed out of his now-gaped ass, but after a moment it began to tighten up, sealing shut and keeping in the rest of the umbreon's seed. The thought that her cum was inside him, just like his cum was inside her... it was awesome. Like they had shared something special.

"Can we... cuddle?" Amari blushed as she asked the question. It felt so silly, being embarrassed by cuddling after what she had just done. "For the rest of my time with you? I'm exhausted, and, um, you're very sweet and kind and, um--"

He gently placed a paw under her chin. "I understand. Big spoon, or little?"

"Little, please."

Still tied like they were, getting into a position to cuddle wasn't too difficult. With his belly flush to her back, his strong forelegs around her belly, and cock throbbing inside her, Amari found it quite easy to fade away. Like she was with a lover. A true lover. Someone who cared for and protected her. Someone like a mate.

She fell asleep with a smile on her face.