FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Only one occupant took up space in the rectangular great room. Seen, in blue jeans and a jean jacket over a wifebeater, paced across the red and black checkerboard carpet, turning at the feet of the staircases on either side of the room. He shook his tablet in one hand as he flailed his other arm about.

"What the fuck do you mean we only have one reservation?" Seen shouted at the tablet. "They couldn't have all cancelled. I mean, we've got to have at least a few clients who don't give a fuck what the Dragon's Temple says."

"I was gonna get to the why before you screamed at me," Lila spoke through the tablet. "It's not just the Dragon's Temple. It's PET-P."

"Who gives a fuck about them?" Seen asked, shaking his head.

"Well, I'd be asking that question myself if it weren't for the fact that your shot at that Brant guy got posted online."

Seen stopped and straightened his back and legs. He held his breath as the hairs on his neck briefly stood on end. "They were filming that?" he whispered.

"Someone was," Lila answered. "And they cut that footage to look like you told Riley to hit first. But then a few hours later, someone else put up the unedited version. Brant wants to sue Freakland for assault and slander, but he's not getting anywhere because nobody knows who gave who either version of that video. Either way, he's threatening to expose our customers."

Seen's shoulders slumped. He dropped his head into a hand and sighed some vulgar string into his palm before lifting his head. "Anything else?"

"Yeah," Lila said. "Brant's trying to say you killed the Sol. Thankfully, no one believes him. But it's scaring people 'cause they think Team Rocket or the Dragon's Temple's going to attack the ranch or some shit like that--hence only one reservation. So what do we do?"

"Like I said before," Seen groaned. "Fuck the temple. We're not closing for business."

"Why not?"

"Because if we do, it'll make the haters think they can shut us down whenever the fuck they want, and that shit'll be thrown at us every day if they think it'll work. And I don't want that kind of hassle."

"We're going to lose--"

"I don't care what we lose right now!" Seen interrupted. "It'll be nothing compared to what we lose later if people think they can scare us! And I'm not saying another word on the matter!"

Seen tossed his tablet onto an antiqued oval wood coffee table near the corner of the room. The screen flickered as it landed. Seen looked down and narrowed his eyes, holding a clenched fist under his nose. He sighed.

Seen startled as an old redwood arch-door swung open behind him and hit the wood paneled wall. Seen turned to see Tala nearly prance into the great room, waving his hips side-to-side and twirling-about to show off. He wore a strapless red-satin cocktail dress over dark pantyhose and candy-apple red high-heels. Seen rolled his eyes as Tala put his hands on his hips and thrust them forward.

"Finally! I'm back in civilized clothing," Tala shouted. "You know, I learned a lot from having to dress like some primitive jungle savage... twice! So I went through my closet to see what I have less of, and first thing Monday I'm going to Ann Taylor's to stock up on wedge boots, some plaid pencil skirts, and a few plushy nightshirts."

Much as Seen wanted to hear anything but Tala's fashion ramblings at that moment, his little brother was a welcome sight. Seen body was tense and ready to attack. His fingers and shoulders hurt from days of tension. And despite week eyes from not sleeping the night before, Seen couldn't stop himself from constantly scanning his peripheral vision, hypervigilant. The sight of Tala made Seen's gut tingle, a tingle that quickly poured into his crotch.

Tala closed his eyes and pressed his knees together, sliding his hands up and down his satin dress and smiling and sighing in relief. He jumped and yelped as a hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him across the room. Tala whimpered and tottered over the carpet, hunched over. He tried to pry the hand from his wrist, but his strength couldn't compare to Seen's, or even Lila's!

Seen swung Tala by the arm, throwing him onto the bronze leather sectional in the corner behind the coffee table. Tala huffed as he landed on his back on its chaise.

"The hell's the matter with you?" Tala whined.

Seen shook his finger at Tala. "I need to fuck, and you're the first living thing I saw."

Tala propped himself up onto his elbows. "Does this mean you're raping me?"

"You can't rape the willing," Seen grumbled.

"Well who says men are always willing?" Tala whined.

"Only bigots and morons," Seen said. "But I'm not talking about men. I'm talking about you."

Tala smirked and nodded. "Yeah, that's true."

"And you can just think of this as payback for me stopping that Rampardos from allegedly ass-raping you a second time," Seen said.

"That's also true," Tala replied.

"Also, how come you can call yourself a man but you get pissed whenever I do?" Seen asked.

"Because I say it with irony, not sarcasm!"

Seen shrugged and raised his hands. "What's the difference?"

"One's just silly and the other's plain mean!" Tala huffed. "Just don't ruin my dress okay. I just had it dry-cleaned."

"What about your pantyhose?" Seen asked.

Tala shrugged. "They're two for a buck."

"Hey fuckbuddies!"

"Huh?" Seen and Tala said at once, looking around. Their eyes fell onto the tablet on the coffee table, still showing Lila's face. "You need anything?"

Seen shrugged again. "And Old-Fashioned, maybe?"

"Yeah, I need something to drink too," Tala said.

"I'll have Maid send them down," Lila said. "She should be there in about ten minutes."

The call cut, and the tablet went back into its GUI screen. Seen sighed and rested his eyes for a moment. He pulled his shoes off with his heels and stepped onto the sectional's chaise. He undid his jeans and kicked them off, onto the floor. He knelt on his knees in front of Tala. Tala squinted and softly bit his tongue at the sight of his big brother with a hard-on under his Charmander boxers, which couldn't fully hide his length. Half of Seen's cock poked through its rim, riding up his wifebeater. Roughly, Seen pushed Tala's dress up and yanked down his panties, ripping his hose. He smirked at the piercings all over Tala's cock and the flower tattoos around his thighs.

"Hey!" Tala shouted, squeezing his knees together. "Can't I get a little foreplay?"

Seen sighed and dropped his head back. "Haven't you ever wanted just a quick fuck?"

"Of course not! That would be just plain rude."

"Fine," Seen grumbled.

Seen scooted forward until his groin was in Tala's face. Tala grabbed Seen's knees and slid his hands up his brother's waxed legs. He slipped his thumbs Into Seen's boxers and slowly slid them down. Seen's hard cock fell over the tip of Tala's nose. Tala giggled as the familiar tingle and chill crawled up his spine. He closed his eyes, stuck out his togue, and licked up the length of Seen's scrotum and shaft like a canine Pokémon. Seen waited patiently, not minding Tala's oral-work, but certainly preferring something more intense. He got it after a few minutes.

Tala pushed himself up further onto his hands and sucked Seen's cockhead into his mouth. Seen drooped his eyes and huffed in relief. Tala whimpered as he suckled and tongued Seen's cockhead. He continued this treatment for a few more minutes, making Seen occasionally shudder or grunt. When Tala felt Seen's glans throbbing in his mouth, he knew it was time.

In a display one would think someone as small as Tala Incapable of, he pushed his head forward until he buried his nose in Seen's bald pubis. He stuck his tongue out, lapping at Seen's scrotum while he swallowed Seen's length all the way down his throat. Having long ago used his sister's various toys to overcome his gag reflex, Tala rhythmically squeezed Seen's cock by continuously swallowing. unlike Seen and Lila, Tala never completely desensitized himself to the incest taboo. Oddly though, that was what made him so much more perverted than either of them. The feeling of intangible filth leaking from his big brother's cock and soiling his insides, and of his chest fluttering in anxiety, intoxicated him.

Seen, immune to such concerns, closed his eyes and basked in the sensation without caring where it came from. The tongue lapping over his balls sent tickles down the ridge of his scrotum and into his perineum. The lapping filled his ears with a delightful slurping. Tala swallowed continuously, pulling Seen's cockhead back and forth through his throat. It stimulated the shallow, tickling pleasure in his glanss, and the dull, throbbing pleasure in his shaft. The swallowing filled Seen's ears with delightful gulps.

Seen laid a hand on Tala's head and wriggled his fingers through his brother's hair. "Almost there," he whispered.

Tala responded immediately, not wanting to lose the opportunity to savor rather than chug. He pulled Seen's glans from his throat with a sucking sound and slipped his tongue back into his mouth to work it over. Tala worked his head back and forth, sucking on the pull and tonguing on the push, sliding Seen's cock in and out of his throat. Absentmindedly, Seen barely thrust in rhythm with Tala's oral work.

Crawling feelings in his legs and back forced Seen to clench his feet and shiver. The base of his urethra stung with pressure. The pressure released and climbed up his urethra. He huffed and grunted, signaling Tala to work harder. The pleasures in his glans and shaft melded as his urethra filled. Seen squeezed Tala's hair in his hand as he cummed.

Tala hastened his bobbing as Seen sprayed a hot stream into his mouth. Tala used his tongue to spread the cum around his mouth, and all over Seen's cockhead. Seen sprayed another stream. Tala's mouth watered in response, diluting the cum that he now swished. Seen's cock sprayed a third and fourth time, bulging Tala's cheeks, and then calmed. Tala took Seen's length back into his mouth and ran his tongue over his brother's urethra, pulling out the last few gobs.

Tala stilled. He sat up, breathing hard, content to hold Seen's cock and cum in his mouth. Seen's cum was especially salty and hoppy from his love of red meat. It wasn't as nice as the berry like spunk his true sweetheart could produce, but it was still a good, if acquired, taste.

Seen's cock began to soften. Its head slipped back into his foreskin, and Seen's cock went limp. Seen pulled out of Tala's mouth. He fell back onto his ass and crossed his legs. Seen yawned and stretched his arms backward, then raised an eyebrow on seeing Tala suddenly on his hands and knees, gazing longingly at him.

"What is it?" Seen asked.

Tala replied by whining.

Seen nodded. "Still got a mouthful of cum, huh?"

Tala nodded.

"Alright," Tala said. "I know what that means. Go ahead and turn around."

Though Seen could've called it quits then, Tala knew he could always go more than one round. And Tala wouldn't stand for anything else. Tala crawled around on his hands and knees, and laid his head down on the sectional, digging his fingers between the back and chaise cushions. He thrust his hips up and wiggled his boney ass back and forth. His cheeks parted, showing his puckered asshole to Seen, who started to harden again at the sight.

Tala turned his head back to Seen with a seductive glare and smirk. "Mmnngg!" he groaned.

"I know, I know," Tala replied. "Just give me a few seconds to get hard again."

Seen squinted and cocked his head to give himself tunnel vision to better stare at Tala's presented asshole. It worked, and his cock started to throb, growing a bit faster. Despite the sight, Seen's thoughts drifted toward his own true sweethearts, and of them both side-by-side, on their hands and knees, kissing lewdly while exposing themselves to him in much the same way Tala was. Tala knew what Seen was really thinking. He didn't mind. This was just casual sex, not something important.

Seen's cock hardened and his glans emerged again from his foreskin. Ready for round two, seen leaned forward and pushed himself up onto his knees. He scooted forward until his pelvis pushed against Tala's asshole, and his cock rested between his cheeks, beneath his pierced scrotum. Seen reached a hand around to Tala, who spit some of his brother's cum onto the hand, and swallowed the rest.

"I hope you're clean right now," Seen said. "Otherwise I'm going to be fucking pissed."

"Of course I'm clean!" Tala shouted, spitting the last drops of spunk onto the sectional. "I pride myself on being clean! I'm a fucking cleanliness connoisseur! And I'm insulted you'd suggest otherwise."

"Yeah, sure," Seen grumbled.

"Don't give me that shit!" Tala shouted. "Now you've got me fucking pissed! Now stuff my ass like the welcome wagon it is before I do something we'll both regret."

Seen laughed as he brought his hand back and rubbed his cum all over his cock. "I feel so threatened," he grumbled. "We both know you're all talk."

"You wanna try maugh!"

Tala yelped as Seen slipped his cock slurp into his asshole. Tala sighed in relief and rested his head on its side on the sectional. "Now that's better."

"How do you want it?" Seen asked.

"You said this was payback for not letting me take Rampardos again, didn't you?" Tala asked.

"Yeah," Seen answered.

"Then give it to me as hard as you possibly can."

Seen nodded. He thrust with such force that Tala yelped and widened his eyes for a moment. Seen pulled back until only his glans was left inside Tala's ass, and then thrust again so that his pelvis loudly slapped Tala's ass. The force nearly lifted Tala's rear end off of his knees. The cum slathering his cock made penetration effortless. Seen grabbed Tala's ass-cheeks and squeezed as hard as he could, knowing they would bruise the next day. Tala didn't mind; he asked for hard, and that's what Seen gave. Seen continued slapping his pelvis against Tala's ass, slipping his cock nearly out of Tala's asshole and slamming it back in. He huffed on each thrust. The fucking filled their ears with the sounds of skin slapping, and wet slurping of cum drenched cock and asshole. Tala was another who could take Seen's length entirely. But unlike Butler's, Tala's ass was a bit too loose for his tastes. Still, he needed to fuck, and Tala was the first living thing he saw.

A squeak suddenly drew the attention of both Seen and Tala. But despite the surprise, and the intruder, Seen didn't stop or even slow the ass-fucking of his little brother.

Seen and Tala both smirked at the open arch-door next to the sectional, and the intruder eagerly staring at their sex wide eyed and hungry. The four foot tall creature wore the black bustier with white apron, and frilly black skirt, of a French maid lingerie costume over its brown pelt, and thigh length white stockings. The pink wool on its ears and forearms marked it as a rare, shiny specimen.

"Lopunny!" The Pokémon squealed.

"Hi, Maid!" Seen and Tala both shouted at once.

"You want in on this?" Seen asked.

"Lopunny!" Maid squealed again, nodding her--presumably her--head.

Maid held out a small silver platter with a whiskey glass filled with an unadorned old fashioned with a single ice cube, and two margarita glasses with pink umbrellas and cherries, filled with banana daiquiri.

Maid's ears perked up at the squicking sound, and her nose twitched at the stench of Seen's cum. Maid approached the sectional's chaise and held out the platter. Seen continued ass-fucking Tala as hard and loud as possible. With one hand, he grabbed the old fashioned and upended it. He set the empty glass back on the platter and grabbed Tala's bare cheek again.

"I'll be just a minute," Seen huffed. "Mind lending me a hand Maid?"

"Lopunny," Maid squeaked again and nodded.

As Seen plowed Tala's asshole, Maid held her platter aside in one paw and reached the other between Seen's legs. She pressed her fingers against the cleft between his balls and ass. Maid's sheathed claws and great Pokémon strength, in spite of her size, put intense pressure on Seen's prostate. Fucking Tala made it all the better, as his prostate rocked back and forth against the pressure.

Seen gasped as sharp pain immediately overtook his gut and urethra. But it felt good. By then, the cocktail made Seen feel feint, increasing the pleasure. Seen growled and squeezed his eyes shut as sharp, shallow pleasure overtook his cock all at once. The feeling of having to piss engulfed Seen's groin, though he needed to do anything but. Seen growled again and dug his nails into Tala's ass cheeks as he sprayed cum inside his brother's anus. Being so lucky as not to suffer from orgasm hypersensitivity, Seen fucked Tala's asshole faster as he cummed. The squicking became louder as drops of spunk leaked from Tala's asshole onto the sectional.

Seen continued slamming Tala's ass, rolling his perineum over Maid's fingers long after he ran out of cum, until the pleasure finally drained from him. Stopping suddenly was a clear message. Maid brought her paw back to her other to hold the platter. Seen pulled out with a slurp, pulling strings of cum from Tala's asshole, and fell onto his back on the sectional's chaise. He breathed heavy, his cock softening again. By that time, Tala's eyes were closed, and a stupid grin had spread across his face with his tongue sticking out.

"Lopunny," Maid squeaked.

Tala sniffed and opened his eyes, seeing Maid holding the platter to his face.

"Oh!" Tala said. "You thought of me to? Thanks."

Tala pushed himself to sit on his knees, his now marked ass cheeks pressed against Seen's feet. He took a banana daiquiri, holding its stem like a teacup, pinky-out, and sipped. Maid took the other daiquiri in paw and downed it in one gulp, licking her lips after. She set the tray and glass on the coffee table and hopped onto the sectional in front of Tala.

The thud alerted Seen, who also pushed himself up to sit. He scooted forward to look over Tala's shoulder as Maid bent down on her paws and knees, sniffing Tala's fully aroused cock with closed eyes. He squinted as Tala scratched Maid's neck, encouraging her. She immediately engulfed Tala's cock, studs and all, into her mouth, and suckled gently and quietly. Still sipping his banana daiquiri, Tala reached back to feel beneath Maid's skirt, and smirked.

"You're not wearing any panties," Tala said. "Why don't I finish inside you?"

Maid pulled her head from Tala's cock, looked at him with glazed, lidded eyes, and nodded. Tala sipped the last of his banana daiquiri and set it on the coffee table. He reached a hand beneath him to wipe up some of Seen's cum and rubbed it on his cock as lube. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around maid. He pulled her forward and touched his nose to her quivering one. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he lifted her meager body. She sighed and let her head fall back, mouth open, as Tala lowered her body onto his knees and slipped his studded cock inside her.

Tala thrust up and down, sliding his studded cock in and out of Maid with quiet smacks. Maid whined tiny lops at every thrust. As he fucked her, Tala slid a hand up Maid's back and beneath her ears and lifted, throwing them over his shoulders. Tala raked his nails softly up and down one ear, then the other, eliciting deeper and louder lops from Maid. Scratching her incredibly sensitive Lopunny ears caused Maid to shiver as waves of heat and cold ran up and down them, and through her neck.

Tala and Maid ignored the feeling of the cushion of the sectional's chaise shifting beneath them.

"How could such a small Pokémon have such a cushy, supple fuck-hole?" Tala whispered.

"Lopunny..." Maid sighed.

Tala's question was valid, as Maid's insides slipped over Tala's cock like a glove. It wasn't often that Tala gave rather than received, save for Maid, perhaps because she was even more feminine than him, so he didn't feel awkward dominating her, however gently. But Tala's gentleness gave way as he felt the sharp pleasure in his cockhead rise. He squeezed Maid tighter, scratched her ears harder, and fucked her faster.

Both Tala and Maid pulled their heads back harder and panted deeper. Tala wriggled his shoulders and toes as he felt the pressure and pleasure climb his urethra. He thrust faster until the pleasure reached its peak, and he squirted hot cum inside Maid.

Tala stilled and held his breath, every other second he gave a quick, hard thrust into Maid, squirting another dose of cum inside her, groaning each time. Tala, unlike Seen, was of the more common male variety who suffered orgasmic hypersensitivity. He could not go faster lest the tickle overwhelm him. Perhaps that was one of the reasons why he so loved being a bottom.

Maid thumped a footpaw rapidly against the cushion as she felt Tala's hot seed filling her.

Tala lifted Maid from his cock and set her down on the cushion in front of him. A string of Tala's cum stretched between his cock and beneath her skirt, and fell onto the cushion beneath them. Maid fell against the sectional's back. Her skirt had bunched up, revealing Tala's cum leaking out of her small, slitted asshole. Despite what Lila called Maid, she was, in fact, a he!

Tala's cum matted on the underside of Maid's furry scrotum, and his rabbit cock stood at full attention. Such a simple thing, it was merely a slowly tapering rod of smooth pink flesh, four inches long, and an inch wide at the base. A bead of clear pre rested on its tip. Maid sighed and licked her muzzle.

"She got you off."

Tala startled slightly and turned to see Seen standing beside him, still nude from the waist down, his hands on his hips and his eyebrows raised. His own cock started to harden a third time. "I think it's only fair you return the favor," he said.

"Lopunny!" Maid squealed and nodded her head.

"Alright then," Tala said.

Tala fell onto his hands and lay down on his stomach. He buried his face in Maid's crotch, smelling his rabbit arousal. He wrapped his lips around the sides of Maid's cock and slipped them back and forth over his length. Maid closed his eyes and slid down onto his right side.

Tala grabbed Maid's tail and dug his nails into the flesh just above his ass, making him thump again. With a loud slurp, Tala pulled Maid's cock forward and then enveloped it in mid mouth. Tala's tongue could caress and squeeze and push and pull the thin, tapering organ far better than it could any human cock. Maid would certainly give poor anal, but he was wonderful for sucking off.

Maid clasped his hands to his chest and panted as Tala bobbed his mouth back and forth over the Lopunny's shaft. He barely moved his hips in circles with Tala's sucking. Opening his eyes, Maid saw a bare human groin in front of him with a plain, uncut cock standing at attention. Knowing it was Seen's, Maid sniffed at the shaft and then gave it quick, tiny licks. Tala sent a shiver through Maid's spine by rubbing his teeth along the underside of his cock. With that, Maid briefly gasped and sucked Seen's cockhead into his mouth, unable to fit more. Seen laid a hand atop Maid's head and scratched the bases of his ears with his thumb and pinky. Maid sucked harder and louder and response.

An odd surreal quality permeated the scene. The only movements were of Tala's head barely bobbing against Maid's crotch, of Maid barely bobbing against Seen's, and Seen barely petting Maid. The suckling sounds of Tala and Maid were nearly silent, competing for attention with the ticking of distant clock.

Heavy breaths entered the competition as Seen neared orgasm. Tala recognized this. He wriggled a hand beneath Maid and shoved two fingers into his slicked anus. He rubbed inside Maid's ass, against his prostate, one finger after another. Maid squealed through his nostrils and thrust his hips into Tala's face in reaction.

The orgasmic feelings started crawling up the base of Seen's shaft. He began barely thrusting into Maid's mouth, forcing his glanz just into the Lopunny's throat. Maid massaged Seens cockhead by trying to swallow, no doubt having learned that from Tala. Seen tensed his back and neck and grit his teeth, growling as he cummed for a third time. Despite having cummed twice already, he gushed three times into Maid's throat and cheeks, spilling white gobs out of the corners of her muzzle.

Heat built in maid's cock, making him thump a footpaw and thrust into Tala's mouth faster. Getting the message, Tala rubbed inside Maid's ass harder and faster. His urethra burned from the prostate stimulation. Lopunny whined against Seen's cock as his own throbbed and finally spewed into Tala's mouth. Tala brought his head back and sucked as hard as he could on the tip of Maid's cock to draw out as much watery, citrusy, almost clear Lopunny cum as he could.

The brothers and Pokémon stilled. For a time, all was silent save the distant clock. Seen sighed and pulled out of Maid's mouth. Tala pulled himself from Maid's cock and huffed through his nose. Neither giving or receiving, Maid whimpered while looking back and forth at Seen and Tala.

Seen shrugged. "If you want more, why don't you snowball Tala?"

Maid squealed and nodded. He shoved himself up and against Tala, pushing him over onto his back. Maid pushed himself up and threw himself against Tala, forcing the human onto his back. Maid shoved his muzzle against Tala's lips. Tala didn't even twitch in surprise. He shoved his tongue into Maid's muzzle, and accepted Seen's cum into his mouth while pushing Maid's cum into his own. Noisily they slurped each other's mouthfuls back and forth until they could not keep from drooling, and finally swallowed.

Tala parted lips with Maid and sighed. He pushed himself back with hands and feet until his head lay over the end of the sectional's chaise. Maid curled up, wrapped around Tala's legs, and yawned.

"That was great," Tala said, running his hands up and down his dress and legs.

Tala stopped when he felt the hems of his dress bunched up, slimy with and encrusted with cums both wet and dry. He threw himself up to sit and slammed his fists against the cushion, startling Maid.

"Fuck!" Tala shouted.

"What?" Seen groaned while reaching for his pants on the floor.

"My hems are all wrinkled and covered in spooge!" Tala shouted. "I told you not to ruin my dress dammit!"

Seen rolled his eyes. Tala could continue this outburst for hours if he thought he could get something from it. While Seen normally waited out such fits, he had no patience that day.

"I'll pay for another dry-cleaning," Seen said. "How about that?"

Tala, ready to slam his fists and yell again, suddenly calmed and blinked. "Mm'kay," he muttered.

"But you're still paying for the kitchen floor," Seen added.

--2--

Sheer drapes covered the paneled window taking up the far wall of the large bedroom. The shallow yellow hills and distant forest were a blur through them. The hot pink walls, purple shag carpet, and Pokémon plushies scattered about gave a clue as to whom this bedroom belonged. As a bizarre contrast, a wall-spanning, white plastic desk held a hodgepodge of circuit boards, expansion cards, and drives all haphazardly wired to each other. All these were wired to two monitors with the casings removed. A fire extinguisher beside the monitors gave away just how much of a mess this was.

Tala sat with his legs double-crossed on a white wicker peacock chair at the monitors. He wore a long strapless yellow sundress and a frilly white sunhat wrapped in a sheer red scarf tied in a bow. His fingers were a blur on the wireless keyboard on his lap, though he never looked at it. His gaze remained fixed on the numerous windows open on the monitors showing constantly cycling and scrolling data.

Seen and Lila stood behind him, leaning over either of his shoulders. Seen still wore his jeans and jean jacket over wifebeater. Lila wore digital camo cargo shorts, a black necktie over white dress shirt, and a black peaked cap. Despite the numerous questions they all received regarding such, that was the typical attire the siblings wore.

"So what are you doing?" Lila asked.

"Trying to sync my proxies just right in order to fool Sweep into accepting my request," Tala answered.

"What" Lila asked.

"Sweep will only accept requests from certain postal codes," Tala answered. "And it tries to verify that location by measuring your ping time from the IP's central office in Zurich. Of course I send my request from a proxy closer to Zurich because I can't speed up my Ping time. So I have to set hertz limits on one farther away, in Sydney, to slow it down and fool the Zurich office, since that's the only place the app can be used from."

"What?" Lila asked.

"I have to make it seem like my request to Sweep is coming from an authorized postal code or else the Zurich office'll refuse that request and try to trace it back to its source," Tala answered. "And they've got enough power and gadgets to do that no matter how well I hide myself."

"What" Lila asked.

Lila yelled and growled in anger as Tala covered her mouth. "Never mind her. Just tell me what Sweep is."

Lila shoved Seen's hand off her mouth and then shoved a middle finger into his face. Seen sneered and shoved it aside. Tala, so engaged in his computer, noticed none of this.

"It's a subject-based and surveillance data-mining program that the IP needs an international criminal court order to use. That's why they go to such lengths to confirm the validity of a request, to make sure no one can use a bootleg version, like mine. Someone's gonna be in such deep shit if this works. I just hope it's not me."

Tala's fingers kept working, and another window welcoming him to the International Police's secure domain welcomed him.

"And I'm in!" Tala said.

"What are you looking for?" Lila asked.

"Whatever I can find on our new pal Baily Brant," Tala answered. A single window scrolling a blotter opened. "And it seems the IP already made a Sweep search on the guy themselves. That makes things easy. Baily Brant isn't his original name. It was Richard Moss."

Seen and Lila suddenly covered their mouths to hold back snorting giggles.

"What's so funny?" Tala asked, turning to them.

"Dick Moss?" Seen giggled. "His real name is Dick Moss?"

"No wonder the guy's such an asswad!" Lila giggled. "With a name like that, I bet he never got laid."

"Seriously man," Seen giggled. "You've got to wonder what kind of VD that stands for."

"Maybe he's--"

"Shut up!" Tala interrupted. "I wasn't finished yet. And there's way weirder shit going on with this guy than that. You can make fun of his name all you want when I'm done."

After a minute of Tala's angry glare, Seen and Lila's giggles calmed to the occasional snort, and Tala turned back toward the monitors.

"Richard Moss--"

Seen and Lila both began giggling again, repeating Dick Moss under their breaths. Tala growled.

"He was born to a family of Pokémon trainers, breeders, and contestants. For almost twenty years he tried to be all three. Failed miserably at it too."

"Of course he did, overworking himself like that?" Seen said. "It's hard enough to be just one of those things. Nobody can be all three."

"Yeah, well it gets weirder," Tala replied. "He collected antique pokéballs and kept his Pokémon inside them. There were even rumors that he was a pokéhile himself. I mean: pokéballs, battles, contests, poképhilia... this guy was the polar opposite of everything PET-P stands for. And he founded the organization only months after he quit working with Pokémon, surgically altered his face too."

"Fuckin-a," Lila grumbled, adjusting her cap. "Dick Moss and PET-P? This guy just has no luck with names, does he? But you've got to wonder what would give a guy that big a change of heart in that short a time."

Seen leaned over the peacock chair and narrowed his eyes at the list of consistent failures Richard Moss had in his career with Pokémon. "Or maybe he didn't have a change of heart at all."

"What?" Lila and Tala said at once, turning toward Seen with furrowed brows.

The computer beeped as another window opened. Lila and Tala turned back to it.

"Looks like our one and only guest for the day is here," Tala said.

--3--

Back in the great room, the siblings stood in a row, in front of the great redwood double arch door entry to the ranch. They wore the same attire. And their most beloved Pokémon were with them to greet their guest. To the left, Tala stood with his back pressed against the belly and chest of a Nidoking behind him. The Nidoking cupped Tala's hips in his paws, scrunching his dress. Lila stood to the right, a leather leash wrapped around her arms restraining a female Absol with a harness and muzzle. Absol's head was lowered in submission, though from her smirk one could guess this arrangement was made with her permission, or perhaps her encouragement, or even suggestion! Between them stood Seen. A female Infernape stood beside him, her arms wrapped around his hips, and his hand on her head. She was taller than the average Infernape, with thicker legs and a far more ample butt. She insisted, for lewdness, on wearing unbuttoned, unzipped jeans with frayed knees.

Butler, in his usual attire, stood in front of siblings and their Pokémon. Next to him stood another Zororark, younger and unclothed, who had a leather leash wrapped round her arms in a mirror like fashion to Lila. The leash hooked to a now collared Maid, who stood in front of the Zoroark. Butler bowed to great their customer. The other zoroark jerked Maid's leash, making her yelp and curtsy in kind. The man had platinum blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail extending only one inch beyond its band. He wore a two-button pinstripe suit sans tie. He nodded as Butler took his two black pullman cases and hurried up the stairs.

Seen approached the guest, his Infernape clinging to him the whole way. "Jake Foster?"

"That's me," the guest said, nodding.

Seen turned toward Maid and the Zoroarks. "That's our Zoroark butler, Butler, our Lopunny maid, Maid, and our other Zoroark... she doesn't have a name. You know, I have to wonder, especially since you're a first-timer here, why you picked today of all days to book a stay."

Foster shrugged. "You always get the best service from people getting death threats 'cause they don't have many customers. Seems you're no exception."

Seen grinned and shook his head. "Where did you learn that?"

"Defending hotels, resorts, theme parks," Foster answered.

"You're a lawyer?" Seen asked.

"Class action--either side," Foster answered.

"I seem to collect them," Seen mumbled.

"My Pokémon are in my luggage, a Houndoom and a Migtyena. Make sure they're spoiled rotten while my suite's being prepared."

"Sure thing," Seen said nodding. "And Zoroark's not mine. None of the Pokémon here are."

--4--

The master suite, once the master bedroom, sprawled over the third floor of the hexagonal tower at the ranch's west end. The living space and wetbar took up the front half, with the closets and bathroom behind. The red carpet gave way to redwood walls, gave way to a wall-spanning mirror at south-end looking out over the forest and Solaceon town in the distance, and Lake Valor and Pastoria city in the further distance. Crafstman redwood and red leather furniture adorned the room, far more than would ever be used at one time. Foster lay on the platform bed, scrunching the leaf-print blankets around him, and staring quizzically at the ceiling.

Seen and Maid busily unpacked Foster's luggage into a dresser near the window, stuffing clothes in the drawers and setting personals on top, including his shrunked pokéballs. Upon finishing, Maid reached into his apron pocket for a pawful of gold chocolate coins which she tossed onto the bed next to Foster, catching his attention.

"Mr. Libertine?" Foster asked. "There's something about the Libertine Ranch I'm curious about."

Seen shook his head. "Seen's fine, thank you. And just call this place Freakland."

"Well, whatever. I just wanted to know why there's a TV above the bed instead of a mirror."

Seen laughed. "I always thought watching other people fuck was always better than watching yourself, so I stuck an eighty inch LED up there. Besides, I get to sleep here Sunday nights, and I don't get to watch much TV except for then." Seen turned around. "I thought you were going to ask about our clothes, or the Pokémon."

Foster shook his head. "You've been in as many class-actions as me, nothing surprises you anymore. But I am curious how you guys got to be... the way you are."

Seen looked toward Maid with narrow, worried eyes and pursed lips. Maid looked down, uncomfortable, eyes starting to water. She twiddled her paws, then looked up and nodded, giving Seen permission. Seen and Maid approached and sat on the bed as Foster began to eat the gold chocolate coins beside him. Maid continued to twiddle her paws as Seen talked.

"We were raised in an extremely... morally liberal environment," Seen said. "We all secretly experimented with poképhilia as children. And we all wondered why the Pokémon were always so eager to indulge us. After our parents were killed, well, after the shock was over we went through all their stuff looking for as many mementos as we could find. And what we found was all the Pokémon pornos they made... all starring themselves. There was no fucking way we could make sense out something that insane. So we reacted the only way we could, insanely."

Seen paused to catch his breath. "Our brains crashed that day. Next thing we knew, we were all bi, incestuous, poképhiliac whores, way more perverted than our parents ever were! And our brains never quite rebooted properly, so that's how we stayed. But all the Pokémon here were both our parents' lovers. The whole thing was way harder on them than us. So we all thought it would be the Pokémon's job to help us cope, but it turned out the opposite. And when we... helped them, well, they didn't want to go back either."

Foster licked his fingers clean, having finished off the gold chocolate coins just as Seen finished his story. He sat up and cocked his head at the sight of Seen holding Maid's head in his lap, the Lopunny's chest fluttering. Seen seemed completely unfazed. Foster opened his mouth to speak, but hesitated and changed his words.

"Do you guys ever have anything more than casual sex?" Foster asked.

Seen shrugged. "Everyone here is everyone else's fuck buddy, regardless of gender, species, or blood relation. But if you're talking about romance, we all have our sweethearts."

"Who's yours?"

Seen turned toward Foster. "The first Pokémon I ever experimented with, brother and sister Monfernos called Riley and Ku. They're both Infernapes now. Actually, you saw Riley when you first walked in the door. So anywho, what kind of hot and heavy day do you want with your Houndoom and Mightyena?"

Foster shook his head. "You misunderstand. I don't fuck them. I brought them here so Freakland can spoil them with sex."

"Ah, I see," Seen said. "Well, those services are given only as comps for legal reasons, I'm sure you understand, being a lawyer and all. So you're gonna have to spend some real fucking money on anything unrelated if you want that."

Foster shrugged. "I've got nothing but moneyOh, and they like submissive males."

Seen snorted. "Then they'll love Tala... all day long if they've got the energy!"

Maid's ears perked at the words they like submissive males. Though he knew Foster referred to Houndoom and Mightyena, he hoped the nonchalance in the lawyer's voice was indicative. He glanced back up at Seen, who yawned and rubbed his eyes. How Seen could reminisce without care! But Maid winced and tensed his shoulders from the dismay aching in his gut. Seen would only highlight that ache, but hopefully this stranger could distract from it.

Seen's gaze followed Maid as he pushed himself onto his paws and knees and crawled up beside Foster. Maid swept the gold chocolate coin wrappers off the bed with his ears. The sound drew Foster's furrowed gaze. He then found his nose touching the Lopunny's twitching one, his narrow, glassy eyes staring into his own. Maid licked his chops silently. After sighing a barely audible lopunny, he pressed his muzzle against Foster's lips.

Foster sniffed sharply, raised his arms, and tensed. He pressed his lips together, but did all this out of surprise rather than distress. After feeling maid's hopeful tongue lapping at his lips, he relaxed them, letting the Lopunny slip it inside.

Maid broke the kiss and slid down Foster's body. He stroked his ears, bringing out a mur, as they settled on his shoulders. Maid clawed at Foster's buttons, who seemed not to care that he was snapping them off. Maid licked down Foster's chest further and further as he slowly pulled open his shirt and coat.

"Seen?" Foster asked as Maid suckled his belly button.

Seen, still reminiscing with glassy eyes, flinched and sniffed sharply. He turned to Foster. "Yeah?"

"How much'll I have to buy for this comp?" Foster asked.

Seen shrugged his shoulders and raised his brow. "Nothing. Maid's doing that because she wants to, not because it's her job."

"In that case," Foster whispered, smiling.

Foster reached his arms back to grip Maid's asscheecks and massaged them with dominant strength. Maid waggled her puff of a tail and sucked his belly button harder in reaction. As he began to unzip his clients pants, Foster reached beneath Maid's skirt to rub his crotch. He then gasped, pushed maid back with his feet, and sat up to press himself against the wall.

"I thought you said this Lopunny was a she!" Foster shouted.

Seen shrugged again. "Maid is a she! Well, not literally, but in all the ways that count."

Foster shook his head. "My Pokemon might be into guys, but I'm not!"

Seen shrugged a third time. "You're loss."

--5--

Anyone with a good telescope could see Tala on the huge furry white rug between the two redwood and red leather couches in front of the lounge's second floor window. That was how he liked it. Tala always passed off not closing the curtains on his sex-acts as forgetfulness, but Seen and Lila both knew he loved the thought of some stargazing young boy in Solaceon town secretly getting off on his show of poképhilia from thirty clicks away.

Tonight, Tala felt, was one of his better shows--should anyone be watching. Tala's pink panties bunched around his high heels, his only clothing. On his hands and knees, Tala arched his back and craned his neck, squeezing his tearing eyes shut at the burn. The tongue of Foster's Houndoom fluttered over the back of his neck, tickling it. His paws wrapped around Tala's back legs, digging their caws into his hamstrings, already decorated with their fair share of marks from such encounters. Houndoom panted as he thrust his red, veinous cock into Tala's asshole. His knot slipped in and out of Tala effortlessly. That knot was far from the biggest thing Tala had taken anally, but Houdoom's body temperature, twenty degrees hotter than a human's, almost scalded his insides.

But Tala could not cry out, for a pair of large, three clawed black paws wrapped around his chest and gripped his abs. Tala's head was cocked to the side, mouth wide and tongue hanging out as a longer cock stuffed it, this one grey, without a knot, but with a rounded shape and a slight flare. Contrasting Houndoom, the Mightyna mounting Tala's front relaxed and panted as Tala bobbed his head against the cock. Tala's tongue stuck out, tickling Mightyena's scrotum. Gagged as he was, Tala could not stop from drooling onto the rug.

Houndoom and Mightyena both groaned and gurgled as they treated their cocks to both ends of the boy. None of the three noticed the footsteps clicking up the old wood stairs that hugged the walls of the hexagonal lounge just below the master suite. Seen seemed almost not to notice them as well, giving only the briefest glance as he stepped onto the upper balcony. He headed to the log-fashioned bar next to the seating area where Tala fucked his guests.

Ignoring the mirrored wall filled with a dozen shelves of liquor, Seen knelt and took a wrought iron key with two parallel shanks from his pocket, and opened the old iron padlock to the iron cupboard beneath the counter. He placed a silver platter and dome from it onto the floor, and whispered to himself as he piled things onto the platter from the shelves and mini-fridge.

"Cohiba Behikes, Macallan Twenty-Five, Taste Specialty eight ounce Golden Osetra--"

Seen paused and bit his lip. He shut the mini-fridge and cupboard and slowly lifted the platter and dome onto the countertop. He stared at the luxuries on it for a time, blinking, lost in thought, until he began to notice the grring and panting, and remembered what Tala was doing so close to him.

Seen leaned on his forearms against the counter, not looking away from the platter as he talked. "You know Tala, I was wondering, since you handle all our finances, how long we can keep this up."

Tala groaned through his nose, his mouth still stuffed with Houndoom cock, as said Pokémon raised his head and bared his teeth. Houndoom grred and whined as he thrust harder and slower into Tala's anus. Houndoom cummed in short, quick spritzes of watery, translucent seed. The scalding heat flowed deeper into Tala. He clenched his toes and squeezed the rug's fur between his fingers as he wept. His prostate had burned from the heat of Houndoom's cock, and now so did the rest of his gut. But the pain paled in comparison to the pleasure. Tala sucked Mightyena's cock harder from the sensation. He attempted to cry out only after Houndoom slipped his cock, knot fully-inflated, easily from Tala's asshole with a slurp. The watery cum leaked out of Tala's hole. It ran down his scrotum and over the silver studs in his cock.

"I mean," Seen continued. "I mean... well. I mean how long can we stay in the red like this? How long can we keep, you know, operating with one or no clients before we run Frekland's account dry? I mean, shit, the utilities alone for this place cost ten grand. How long'll it be before we really do have to close and wait out this mess?"

Mightyena whimpered and licked at the air with his eyes closed. No longer letting Tala treat him, he humped into the human's mouth, pulling strings of drool from Tala's lips. Tala growled from deep in his throat, buzzing the flare of Mightyena's cock as it slit back and forth through his throat.

The Mightyena cried its own name in a high pitched growl as he squeezed Tala's chest between his paws, bared his fangs, and wagged his tail. Tala moaned in satisfaction and shivered as the he felt liquid heat run down his throat and into his stomach. As he cummed, Mightyena thrust into Tala's mouth hard enough to slap his balls against the human's chin.

Tala leaned back onto his calves, pulling Mightyena's cock into his mouth as he still squirted. A tingle went up his spine as he savored the seed of the Bite Pokémon. Tala sat up on his knees and swished and gargled the goopy drink. Evaluation time! It had a dense, gluey body, with tartness, sweat, and chowder on the tongue, a bouquet of patchouli and shortening, and a tannic, waxy finish. The semen connoisseur swallowed without savoring further. Mightyena cum was interesting, but nothing worth writing home about. It couldn't compared to his favorite Nidoking's cum. Tala took a deep breath.

"And what would happen to us if the Dragon's Temple really does invade?" Seen continued. "PET-P's trying to say we killed the sol. And I know nobody with half a brain's going to believe them, but would that even matter to the temple? Would they even care if they're scapegoat's actually guilty? Do you think we'd be able to protect the Pokémon?"

Tala had pushed Houndoom over onto his side. He lay on his chest, his ass still sticking in the air with cheeks spread, exposing his still leaking hole. While stretching his arms out to scratch Houndoom's belly, Tala wrapped his lips around the Pokémon's furry scrotum and gently swirled his tongue around the sack. Houndoom yawned with lidded eyes, his body utterly limp, soaking in the attention.

Mightyena, ready for more, shook to reinvigorate himself after orgasm, and glared with a snarl and furrowed brow at Tala's asshole. Wagging his tail again, Mightyena approached from the side as if stalking prey, and hopped up onto Tala's hips. He gripped Tala's legs in his paws, and with a few thrusts, found his mark.

Talla shivered again and sighed in relief as Mightyena's cooler, slicker cock soothed the burn from Houndoom's moments ago. Mightyena panted and closed his eyes again as he slipped his length through Tala's rectum with no friction due to Houndoom's lube. The wet sounds of sodomizing hit Tala's ears and made him sigh again.

"And if the Dragon's Temple invades, that'll give Team Rocket free license to do whatever the hell they want here in Sinnoh," Seen continued. "Wait a minute... the Dragon's Temple benefiting Team Rocket? Maybe... I just feel like everything that's happened is somehow connected, I mean not in some conspiracy-theory type way, but in a way no one knows. I don't know. What do you think?"

Mightyena growled, yipped, and panted as his thrusts got harder and shorter. Tala wiggled his bony ass and moaned into Houndoom's balls, knowing what was coming. He scratched Houndoom's belly harder as Mightyena's cock squited into Tala's rectum. The thick, gluey fluid ran over Houndoom's cum as it trickled further into Tala, giving cooling relief.

Mightyena pulled out and flopped onto his side on the carpet. Tala released Houndoom's balls from his mouth and sat up to stretch his arms back and crack his sternum. The gooey Mightyena cum leaked out of his asshole, making Tala whimper with an open mouthed smile at the vastly more obscene sensation than Houndoom's cum gave.

"Yeah, you're right," Seen sighed. He propped an elbow on the counter and laid his cheek in his hand. "No one can answer those questions until it's too late. Sorry for being so flighty Tala. I just hoped maybe... I wouldn't be so damn anxious after talking to someone. But thanks anyway."

Seen flinched and sniffed as the sound of AC/DC's Big Balls came from his pocket. Seen took the smartphone from his pocket and glanced at the caller ID. He brushed his thumb across the screen to answer.

"Hey Lila. What's up?" Seen asked.

"Yeah, Ku was a bit freaked by what happened to Riley this morning, so he got all clingy with her like a little cub," Lila answered. "Anyway, Riley was pretty anxious too, and with Ku's... clingyness or whatever, she's now hornier than hell, and she wouldn't let me have a go at her--the bitch. She wants you."

"Why the fuck now?" Seen grumbled. "I already went three rounds with Maid and Tala this morning! I don't know if I have it in me."

"You'll have it in you," Lila said. "I've got pills for that, and not just Viagra either. This shit'll make a comatose Snorlax hornier than a Ditto at a daycare center."

"What freak of nature have you hooked up with this time, Lila?"

"I'll give you one of my pills just so long as you don't ask me where they came from!" Lila shouted.

"Well as long as you didn't get them from Team Rocket," Seen grumbled.

"Of course not! I got 'em from Team Plasma."

"You what?!" Seen shouted. Lila hung up. "Shit!"

Seen slipped the phone into his pocket and almost roughly dropped the lid onto the silver platter. He picked it up in both hands and stomped toward the second staircase hugging the wall leading to the master suite. He stopped at the base of the stairs and sighed, shaking his head.

"Don't feel too bad Tala," Seen said. "I don't think anything could brighten my spirits right now."

As Seen ascended the stairs, Tala was busy, on his back, with his legs behind his neck, pulling his head down. Houndoom and Mightyena watched with wide eyes and tongues hanging out as Tala curled forward and took his own whole cock into his mouth. The ass-fucking the Pokémon gave him had been too much for his prostate. He bobbed his head and sucked himself off, filling the Pokémon's ears with slurping and smacking sounds.

Tala's toes curled behind his neck as the crawling feelings poured from his loins, through his thighs, and down his calves. Tala had the middle finger of one hand up his asshole, raking his prostate as burning pressure climbed his urethra. Tala tensed and wriggled his shoulders as he shot a load into his own mouth. This time, he did not savor. He knew his own cum too well, and wanted only to get off. He swallowed with each squirt, giving the Pokémon gulps and huffs to listen to.

A door-slam and lock-clank startled Tala out of his autofellatio. His body snapped open like a rubber band. Even Houndoom and Mightyena flinched from the sound. Tala looked back and forth as cum still dripped from his cockhead.

"Someone there?" Tala asked.