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Girl's Night Out

A Nicobay Tribute

Written by SigmaWeapon

--1--

A circle of light, surrounded by shadow, marked a clearing in a great deciduous forest. Wide maples and tall birches surrounded it, with bright green leaves of all shapes showing proof of summer. Beyond, only sticks and leaves covered the ground, but grass crowded the clearing like fur, falling over itself from height. With the lulling sound of rustling trees, the clearing seemed a perfect place to rest, which a most unusual Pokemon now did. The Bayleef snored in deep sleep. You needn't know how or why he slept, for a hidden watcher is about to explain just that.

"My son and I are out patrolling when he asks for a moment's rest. I agree because I'm thirsty. At the stream, I meet the two of you, and tell you he'd be asleep by the time we made it back. And now, here he is, on his back, feet in the air, ass wiggling from wagging that stumpy little tail of his. Now what do you say we go wake that ass up?"

The speaker stood from his prone, hidden position atop a small, leaf covered bluff overlooking the clearing. His eyes narrowed and he bared a devious, fanged grin. His tail twitched, and his toes rattled against the leaves. In the shadows, he didn't look like he belonged to his own species. He was too tall, too robust. His legs were too bulky, and his chest barrel shaped rather than sleek. His silhouette looked more like a clipped Luxray. But stepping into the light at the edge of the clearing, no one could mistake him for anything but an Umbreon.

"I told you living in Skrien's territory would be worth it," a throaty, raspy voice said from behind the bluff. "He might charge a lot of rent, but it comes with plenty of fringe benefits."

Another voice, deep and smooth, sighed, and then answered. "Fine, fine, fine! You're right. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

The raspy voice chuckled in approval, and then spoke to the Umbreon. "You're a weird father, you know that?"

Skrien snorted. "I didn't want to be, not at first anyway. But when you've got a family as weird as mine, it rubs off on you, in more ways than one."

"I don't care how weird your family is," the smooth voice said. "You've only known us for a week, and now you're asking us to rape your son?"

Skrien snorted again. "You can't rape the willing."

"Who says males are always willing?" the raspy voice asked.

"Only fools and bigots," Skrien answered. "But I wasn't talking about males; I was talking about my son. I doubt there's anything alive he'll say no to, or any act for that matter. If he had his way, I'll bet he'd always want to be woken up like this. And if that happened, I'll bet he'd be napping a hell of a lot more often."

"So what you're saying is..." the smooth voice said.

Skrien narrowed his eyes, widened his grin, and finished the sentence. "He'll love every moment of it."

Shuffles from behind prompted Skrien to flick an ear back. A two-legged figure approached from behind, a stocky red reptile with a white belly, black stripes, and a black mask above his pipe-like snout. His natural smirk widened in anticipation as he rubbed a claw up and down the underside of his cock. It was a long, slim, hooked, and blush organ with a bulbous, gnarled head, like a rope tied at the end. It twitched as the claw scratched it.

"What's with that black neck, and that star?" Krookodile asked in his smooth voice.

The sleeping Bayleef did indeed have a black neck, fading into a green muzzle. And a golden pentacle star shined between his eyes.

Skrien furrowed his brow and sneered. "I know Pokemon aren't supposed to inherit any visible traits from their fathers, but I... suppose those freaky occultist humans can do strange things."

Skrien whispered the last nine words. His company didn't hear them, so they thought nothing of Skrien gurgling from deep in his belly, as if still tasting the horrid fluids he was force-fed, or of him rubbing his chest with a paw as if still feeling daggers carving strange symbols into his skin. He shook his head and buried the thought.

Shuffles from behind prompted Skrien to flick his other ear back. A four-legged figure with bushy, wild locks, approached from behind. Entering the light, the great cat showed itself covered in black, spikey fur at his front and hind, fading into a cyan torso and legs. A bright yellow star whipped side to side at the end of his tail. And a large, coral pink cock hung from between his legs. A ring of sharp nubs encircled the base of its glans, and its snake-like head dripped clear pre as it throbbed. The cat squinted and panted in need.

Standing beside the Umbreon, the true Luxray looked bigger only because of his fur, but was in fact barely smaller than Skrien. He spoke in a raspy voice. "I don't give a Rattata's ass about mysteries. I just want a good fucking. And that asshole looks pretty fucking good to me."

Luxray and Krookodile entered the clearing. Luxray licked his muzzle. His cock throbbed harder as he walked. Krookodile raked his claws over his cock-head, enticing a drop of pre to collect on its tip. Both stopped and tensed at a growl from behind.

"What the fuck do you two think you're doing?" Skrien asked. "I didn't squeeze my rent out of those Shellos and then drag it all the way from the stream for nothing. Lube yourselves up first!"

Luxray and Krookodile turned back to Skrien, who glared at them with red eyes and gold rings glowing in the shade. They looked behind him to see the rimmed lily pad filled with a translucent purple fluid. They sighed and nodded. Skrien ceased glowing and sighed himself. Skrien's new acquaintances knew the implausible stories of the power this Umbreon wielded in battle. They didn't want to test those stories; or at the least, they didn't want to at that moment. So they glanced at each other, and started toward the lily pad.

--2--

He couldn't remember what he was just dreaming. He didn't realize until that moment that he had been dreaming at all. That sound assured these things. But whatever his dream was, it was a good dream now. The rapid-fire squelching by his right ear, and that meaty, salty, musky scent, told him that some large, powerful male had invaded his dreams, and was now beating off in front of his face. The added scents of peat and lime told him that his mystery stud even used his father's favorite lube, Shellos slime.

Oh, how wonderful it would be if this big male was his father! The thought made his mouth water, his feet twitch and the tip of his tingling white member to peak through its sheath.

A smooth, deep voice chuckled. "He's not even awake yet, and he already wants it!"

That wasn't his father's voice. Too bad. But at least it was still a big hot male beating his big hot cock right in front of him, ready to spray a big hot load all over his face. That was still good. But if this were a dream, why would the voice imply it would still be there after he woke up?

The squelching became harder and faster. The voice moaned through nostrils, then panted. The squelching slowed to a few hard strokes a second, and he felt something warm all over his face. It smelled like starchy glue, with just a hint of musk and bleach. Some got into his snoring mouth. It tasted the same, plus a speck of salt. He licked it off his muzzle and swallowed. It left behind a slick, waxy texture. There was no mistaking it. Some male had just cummed all over him for real! It wasn't a dream!

His eyes shot open to a red, white, and black blur standing above him. He blinked rapidly to focus and clear the wetness from his eyes. Then he saw the Krookodile, smiling and squinting, looking quite pleased with himself, and holding that dripping, hooked cock, slicked with purple slime, above his mouth. One last sigh and stroke, and Krookodile pushed out one last gob of cum onto his tongue.

So unusual was this Bayleef that his first thought wasn't, 'I'm being raped!' or 'gross!' or even, 'who is that?' After swallowing the Krookodile cum with an audible gulp, he sneered and thought, 'why couldn't he have woken me up sooner so I could enjoy the foreplay?'

Suddenly, something furry mounted him. Its front paws wrapped around his back legs, and its claws dug into his skin. A slick, spear-like head pierced his anus with a slurp, and he gasped and yelped as its sharp nubs raked the insides of his ass. Only that purple slime, clearly coating that second cock as well, kept those nubs from causing pain. He moaned in pleasure as he saw the Luxray glaring and grinning at him from over his crotch. His own white, curved member sprang to full length beneath the Luxray's mane. The Luxray chuckled in his raspy voice and thrust fast and hard into his ass, squelching and slurping that cock through his eager, squeezing hole, and rubbing fur along his skin.

Two hot males at once? In the mouth and up the ass? That was even better! The Bayleef's tapered cock throbbed as he closed his eyes and laid his head on the grass to soak up this newfound attention. That's when the thought that would instantly come to most Pokemon finally came to him.

He threw his head back up and looked back and forth between Krookodile and Luxray. "Who are you? What the fuck's going on here?"

He yelped and threw his head back into the grass as a black face with a fanged grin and red eyes shoved itself into his.

"Surprise Nico!" Skrien said in a sing-song voice.

"Dad?!" Nico shouted back.

Skrien giggled in his son's face. "I thought I'd bring my new buddies here to teach you a lesson for sleeping on the job. Though, knowing you, the only lesson you'll learn is to sleep on the job more often. Not that I mind, of course. I never could resist that soft, toothless muzzle of yours."

Skrien tilted his head to the side and flicked his ears back. He narrowed his eyes and bared his fanged grin again. Nico knew well what was coming. He curled his neck forward, narrowed his watering eyes, opened his muzzle, and let his pancake-like tongue hang out.

"You're so eager to suck your own father's cock," Skrien sighed. "That's what I love about you."

Neither Luxray nor Krookodile expected this. Both gasped slightly, paused for a moment, and watched with eyes wide and snouts open as Skrien stepped over Nico's neck, tail flipping, and stepped forward, shoving his twitching, venous cock into his son's mouth.

Nico sighed and melted into fellating his father. Skrien closed his eyes and panted, barely and slowly humping Nico's face. Nico sighed and moaned with lidded, watering eyes, and wrapped his tongue around Skrien's pointed shaft, tickling the underside of his throbbing knot. Sweet, salty pre dripped from that cock, teasing the back of Nico's throat, and Skrien's balls brushed against and tickled his neck.

"Holy shit!" Krookodile gasped. "You fuck your own son?"

Skrien turned with to Krookodile, barely able to talk over his pants and grunts. "I told you before, he loves every moment of it." Skrien turned to an equally shocked Luxray. "Speaking of which, you don't seem to be giving my son the ass-pounding he wants so bad."

Luxray's fur stood on end and his spine tingled. He shuddered with a furrowed brow and licked his muzzle. "You don't have to tell me twice."

Luxray grit his teeth and thrust, hilting his cock inside Nico's asshole. Nico whimpered and jittered, but relaxed as Luxray fell into a nice, circular rhythm, rubbing Nico's insides up and down.

Nico suckled and fluttered his tongue around Skrien's cock, teasing more tangy precum out of it to tickle his throat. He sucked its tip into his throat and massaged its knot with his lips and tongue. He loved the heat flushing through his mouth. Skrien tilted his head back and let his muzzle hang open, reveling in the sharp, itching pleasure at the tip of his shaft, and the deep, aching pleasure at its knot. Nico left his mouth partly open, letting strings of drool run down his neck, and filling Skrien's ears with smacking sounds. He knew how much his father loved that.

Luxray pushed his studded cock back and forth through Nico's ass, stopping just short of pulling out. Nico clenched his asshole around Luxray's cock, gripping it like a vice. Still, with such amazing lube, Luxray slipped his member back and forth through that asshole effortlessly. Luxray growled at the almost stinging pleasure on his nubs. Nico wagged his stubby tail beneath Luxray's ass, brushing Luxray's balls side to side. Luxray's cock pressed against Nico's prostate, sending stinging pleasure through it and throbbing pressure through his cock. As Luxray fucked Nico's ass steadily harder, the slurping sound of anal sex grew louder and melded with the smacking of Nico sucking Skrien off.

Krookodile sat on the grass, his cock hard again, its head swelling slightly with every throb. He watched with wide eyes and snout open at the gay incestuous threesome before him, and gripped the neck of his member with his claws.

"Arceus damned!" Krookodile gasped. "Am I really watching this?"

"Oh... yeah," Skrien sighed. "You mean, are you watching the region's biggest cum-sucking butt-slut in action? Yes. I assure you; you are." Skrien looked down at Nico with lidded eyes and fangs bared. He humped Nico's mouth a bit harder, enticing his son to suck harder. "And you're about to suck some cum in... three... two... one..."

Skrien sighed and pulled his knot from Nico's mouth. Nico closed his mouth over Skrien's tapered head and sucked hard until his father growled through his nostrils and threw his head back. His fur stood on end. His tail wagged. His paws wriggled. And his cock shot a massive rope of hot cum onto his son's tongue. It was so much hotter than Krookodile's, thicker, more tart, and better in every way. Skrien squirted another dose into Nico's muzzle, and a third, fourth, and fifth before his orgasm calmed into a dribble. The pleasure and heat overwhelmed his cock and shot through his gut and lungs, prompting him to shudder again.

True to Skrien's label, Nico sucked his father's seed down his throat as fast as he could; wanting it inside him so bad that he didn't even savor it. No one cummed better than dad as far as Nico was concerned.

Skrien gasped and panted after his last drop of cum ran down his son's throat. He shook his neck, stepped back, and pulled his shrinking cock from Nico's mouth. Nico whimpered and craned his neck forward, wanting more. But Skrien stepped back over Nico's neck and sat in the grass next to him.

Still pinned in anal sex beneath Luxray, Nico had no other options. He released his vines from beneath his leaves and pushed against the ground, propping himself up just enough to bend forward, bury his head beneath Luxray's mane, and take his own cock into his mouth.

Krookodile shook his head in disbelief. Luxray grinned and chuckled through his panting.

"Fuckin-a!" Luxray grunted. "I can't believe how badly he wants to suck cock!"

Skrien grinned and leaned forward to whisper into Nico's ear. "That's because cock is his life and love, and the reason he lives. Isn't it, you fucking whore?"

Nico nodded and moaned out little _mmm-hmm_s through his autofellatio, widening the smile on his father's face.

"You always talk like that to your son?" Krookodile asked.

"Only during sex," Skrien whispered into Nico's ear. "That's because Nico cums harder when he's verbally abused. He loves it. Isn't that right, daddy's boy? You want me to call you a cum-sucking, father-fucking, man-whoring little butt-slut. Tell me you want it!"

Nico again nodded and moaned little _mmm-hmm_s through his nostrils. His prostate burned and stung from being gouged by Luxray's studded cock. Luxray's mane brushed his neck, sending tingles up and down it. The slurping sound of well-lubed cock pistoning his asshole drove him to the edge. And his father's verbal abuse pushed him over it. The deep, aching pleasure built up at the base of Nico's cock, and the feeling of having to piss engulfed him, only it wasn't piss. Nico craned his neck further, hilting himself inside his mouth, pulling his own cock into his throat. Nico curled his legs inward and squeezed his eyes shut. Crawling feelings flowed from the tips of his toes into his chest, down through his belly, concentrating in tip of his cock, which straightened in his mouth. Nico couldn't help but whine though his nostrils from the sensations. And it happened.

Nico's cock shot cum into his mouth. His cum was watery, sweet, citrusy, and sprayed like a squirt gun from his member in a steady stream. Nico swallowed his cum as fast as he could, spreading a smile over his father's face from the sounds of his gulping and gurgling. But he couldn't swallow it all in time, and it leaked out the sides of his muzzle and ran down his neck, over the established trails of drool. After some odd seconds, Nico's stream of cum lessened into a trickle, and finally stopped. Nico released his cock from his mouth and retracted his vines, flopping onto his back in the grass and gasping both for breath and in pleasure.

The sight pushed Luxray over the edge. Stinging, stabbing pleasure shot through the nubs on his glans. They lengthened and sharpened, and raked the walls of Nico's rectum. Luxray snarled, bared his fangs, and dug his claws deeper into Nico's legs. He plowed his cock deeper, harder, and faster into Nico's ass. The tip of his cock pulsed in need as burning heat slithered up his urethra. Luxray audibly slapped his pelvis against Nico's haunches. He reared his head back and roared.

Nico gasped as he felt the searing hot liquid squirt out of Luxray and coat the insides of his rectum. Luxray continued pounding his ass hard and sporadic. Luxray's cum was the fair opposite of Nico's, stringy and thick as glue. Five thrusts, five squirts, later, and Luxray stopped cumming. The nubs around his glans shrunk, dulled, and softened. Nico sighed and groaned in pleasure as Luxray eased into soft, slow thrusts in and out of his ass for a few more seconds. The thrusts heightened Luxray's afterglow, and spread his cum through Nico's rectum, giving hot relief to the scratching of his nubs.

The scene stilled for a time. Luxray inhaled as Nico exhaled and vice-versa. Krookodile stood with a furrowed brow and slight grimace, clutching his own cock in both his claws. Skrien sat beside him, grinning at the scene.

Luxray pulled his softening cock from Nico's asshole with a slurp, enticing a single chuckle from Skrien. Skrien's own hard-on had returned with a vengeance, and he stood and panted as it twitched between his legs.

"All right Nico," Skrien huffed. "You've been fucked by these strangers long enough. It's time for you to assume the position and let daddy take his turn."

"Oh, fuck," Nico sighed. "That sounds good."

Nico rolled onto his stomach and stood, leaving a flattened imprint of himself on the grass. He spun around three times before letting his front legs fall and landing on his chest with a huff. He glanced behind to see Skrien tiptoe up to his rear while licking his chops. Nico extended his back legs, lifting his ass end into the air. He wiggled his stubby little tail to entice his father. Beige cum and purple lube trailed out of his asshole and down his scrotum, dripping onto the grass. Skrien's eyes dilated at the sight. But Skrien didn't mount Nico, opting instead to circle around him several times, cackling under his breath.

Nico twisted his head to follow Skrien's movements. "Come on, dad!" Nico whimpered. "I hate it when you tease me like this."

Skrien huffed and walked behind Nico. "That's what makes teasing worthwhile! But I guess I can indulge you this once."

Skrien mounted his son, squeezing his haunches between his paws. Nico sighed in relief and let his back legs slide out from under him to lay on the grass. Skrien pulled himself forward and found his mark with one thrust. Nico yelped and whimpered as his father's cock knotted itself inside him. Skrien bared his fangs and pressed his cheek against Nico's haunch as he ravaged his son's ass with short, hard thrusts, humping faster than some Pokemon might think possible. Nico's ass was already stretched and lubed, so Skrien slipped inside effortlessly, and his cock glided, without resistance, back and forth within Nico's rectum.

Skrien growled and huffed before lifting his head to speak. "That's what I love about sloppy seconds. You don't have to build up to anything. You can just fuck as hard as you want, as soon as you can."

"Fuck me harder!" Nico whined.

"Of course," Skrien giggled.

Skrien slowed his thrusts, but pounded his son's asshole with far more force, driving long, soft cries from Nico's throat, and another laugh from himself. His thrusts slurped on the way out, and smacked on the way in, almost drowning out all other noise. Skrien lifted his head and grinned, licking his front teeth as he continued fucking.

Krookodile bit his lower lip and glared at father-and-son in mid-coitus. His cock already pulsed again, growing with every throb. He clutched his shaft in his claws, scratching the underside of its head. Luxray stood beside him, panting, showing the tip of his tongue, and dripping saliva onto the grass. His own cock pulsed in need as well, growing just as quickly.

Skrien glanced behind at Krookodile and Luxray, and then lifted his tail to give them a clear view of him sodomizing his son's asshole. They both shuddered at the display. He turned back and lifted his head as his paws clenched, his ears pulled back, and his fur stood on end. He was coming close. It was time for more verbal abuse.

"Oh, fuck Nico!" Skrien gasped. "You're so depraved. Look at you! Uh, yeah. You fuck two total strangers, and now you're begging your own father to cum inside your ass!" Skrien lowered his head to Nico's and whispered at him between pants. "Think of it... you were just a... drop of spunk in my balls once... and now... you want those same balls... to empty their load inside you!"

Nico's cock peaked out from its sheath again at his father's verbal abuse. Nico whimpered and squeezed his eyes shut. His stumpy tail wagged back and forth, brushing Skrien's balls, as it had for Luxray before him. He pressed his head against the grass and soaked up the feeling of Skrien's cock gliding back and forth inside his rectum, of his knot rolling over and massaging his prostate. Nico lifted his haunches just enough to release his vines and slip them under his belly. Nico wrapped his vines around his again growing cock, and squeezed it rhythmically.

Krookodile and Luxray nearly drooled at the sight. Skrien grinned and groaned at Nico's reaction.

"Holy shit!" Skrien gaped. "How much of a degenerate freak are you? All those horrible words, and you're jacking off to them? Face it Nico; you're nothing but my little butt-bitch. Tell me you are!"

Nico, gasping for breath and barely able to keep from drooling himself, managed to huff out, "I'm your, ahhh!"

An especially hard thrust by Skrien cut Nico's words short. Skrien growled and snarled. "Am I going deaf, or did I just hear you refer to yourself in the first person? Get it right!"

"Nico is your butt-bitch," Nico whimpered.

"Say that with more enthusiasm!" Skrien growled.

"Nico is daddy's little butt-bitch!" Nico cried.

"That's right," Skrien huffed. "And I'll make sure you never forget it."

Skrien lengthened his thrusts. With every hump, he now pulled his knot clear out of Nico's asshole, and slipped it back inside. The constant stretching of his ring, and the loud slurping, sucking, and squelching of Skrien's cock sliding in and out, pushed Nico over the edge again.

The sharp pressure on Nico's prostate snaked around his ass and into his balls. Heat flowed up his belly and into his chest, and his spine tingled from his father's continued verbal abuse. Nico pressed his head against the grass, pressed his eyes shut, and whined through his nostrils as loud as he could. His cock burned as it sprayed watery cum all over his belly and the grass. Nico continued jacking off as his member squirted, and coated his vines and belly. Nico's vines added their own smacking sounds to his father's fucking. Skrien smirked and squinted, knowing what that meant.

"You cummed before me," Skrien said. "Didn't you, you little bitch? You're going to have to be punished for that. How does cleaning me up after I unload inside you sound?"

"Yes!" Nico cried. "I want to ahhh!"

Another hard thrust by Skrien cut off Nico's sentence again.

"I mean, Nico wants to clean daddy up after daddy unloads in his ass!" Nico cried.

"Good," Skrien sighed. "That's a good little butt-bitch. You deserve a little treat for your submission. You can clean daddy up right... after... this!"

Skrien squeezed Nico's haunches as hard as he could. His urethra burned from the fluid climbing up it. His fur stood on end again, and he again reared his head back and roared. He sighed and let his eyelids fall shut as his pulsating cock spewed creamy cum into Nico's ass. Still slipping his knot in and out of Nico, he pushed strings of cum out of his son, which fell onto the grass. As Skrien kept gushing from his cock, cum kept falling in strings out of Nico's asshole. Finally, Skrein's cock quit on him, and he slipped his member out of Nico with a loud suck and a pop. Nico fell back onto the grass as gobs of cum ran out his ass.

Nico barely had enough time to gasp for breath before seeing his father's thighs above his head, and his cock and balls hanging over his nose, a mixture of cums and slimes coating them.

"Time to clean daddy up, Nico," Skrien whispered.

Nico took a few seconds to catch his breath before raising his head and taking his father's cock into his mouth. Nico sucked Skrein's length into his throat and wrapped his muzzle around his father's scrotum. He swirled his tongue around those balls, wiping away any mess, while his throat wiped away the mess on Skrien's now shrinking cock. Skrien huffed and shuddered from the treatment before pulling out of Nico's mouth. His cock slipped back into its sheath as it shrank back down to size, and Skrien laid down on the grass in front of Nico.

"You were always my favorite slut," Skrien whispered to his son.

Crunching grass drew Nico and Skrien's gazes to Krookodile and Luxray standing on either side of them. They both sported throbbing hard-ons, desperate for release, and dripping pre-cum onto the ground. Their disbelief long since disappeared. Smug smirks replaced it. Oddly, both Krookodile and Luxray found more need to quench their curiosity than their lust.

"Is Nico always like this?" Krookodile asked.

"How can you keep such a large territory with a son like that?" Luxray added.

Skrien breathed deep. He stood and stretched. "The more I indulge my family's lust, the harder it becomes to patrol such a large territory. But I think, in the end, that doing that would be worth owning less land. As for Nico... well, what do you think about all this?"

Nico shrugged his shoulders. "I don't really care about territory. All I think I really need is my little hut at the edge of town."

Skrien smirked. He lowered and shook his head. "You know, the more time goes on, the more I think maybe it might be best for you to be caught. The problem is, a human who'd treat you just right is a rarity. And one strong enough to catch you is an even greater rarity."

Nico looked up at the sky with a furrowed brow and pursed lips, wondering what life would be like under the care of a Pokemon trainer. He sneered.

"I don't like it," Nico said. "Pokemon trainers are nomads, and I want to stay right here in this forest. I like living where I want to live, and I don't like having to obey someone else. And besides, you really think I should have a human master? After what they did to you?"

"I never said it had to be a trainer," Skrien replied. "Breeders never wander, and I'm sure there's at least one who'll let you do pretty much whatever you want."

Nico looked down at the grass and sneered again, knowing exactly who his father referred to. Still, he hated the idea. Generous and lenient as said man was, Nico had a hard time imagining being able to go wherever, do whatever, and live by his own schedule, under the care of any human.

"And not all of them were bad," Skrien continued. "Just the one who bought me, the one who wore those weird rags and stones all covered in scribbles. The ones from before were decent, and so were the ones who came after. A decent human would play with you and dote on you all day. A good human would even indulge your insatiable horniness. Although he'd have to be good at hiding it. For some reason I just can't understand, humans tend to demonize indulging their Pokemon's lust. But I digress. A great human... well, a great human would give you cookies whenever you want."

Nico's head whipped back down to meet his father's gaze. "Cookies?!"

Skrien laughed. "I thought that would get your attention."

There was nothing like the C word to shock Nico back into the here and now. In reaction to that one word, Nico's mouth watered and his eyes dilated. In reaction to that one word, Nico suddenly considered Skrien's proposal.

"Excuse me," Krookodile said, shaking his head. "What were you just talking about?"

"What?" Skrien asked.

"A human wearing weird rags and stones covered in scribbles," Krookodile answered. "You were saying something about that."

Skrien yelped in shock, eyes wide and ears flattened against his neck. A moment later, he huffed and regained his composure, giving no sign of his previous alarm.

"I said that out loud?" Skrien asked.

"You tend to do that," Nico said.

Skrien shook his head, and then looked back at Krookodile and Luxray. "Don't ask. It doesn't concern you."

"Well, I don't know about any of that," Luxray said. "But I've got a raging hard on, and I need to go another round."

"Me too," Krookodile sighed.

Skrien briefly glanced to either side, and then at Nico with one eyebrow raised. "Well son? You think you're enough of a whore to offer up that ass of yours two more times."

Nico shut his eyes and shook his head. "Ugh, I'm about whored out. And I'm starting to get sore."

Skrien nodded and glanced to either side again. "Sorry guys, but Nico's spent."

"A sex toy doesn't say when it does or doesn't get used," Krookodile said.

"It just gives in to whatever a Pokemon wants," Luxray added.

"I'm sorry," Nico replied. "But I'm only a sex toy until I say otherwise."

"I told you, you don't have a say in the matter!" Krookodile growled.

Both Nico and Skrien raised their heads, about to tell off these pompous asses. But they intended to do nothing more. So used to filthy, degrading language as they were, neither Nico nor Skrien saw the telltale warnings in the words of their new colleagues. As for Krookodile and Luxray, both had forgotten by then the stories of the power wielded by this abnormally large Umbreon. They even ignored Skrien's implication that Nico possessed such power as well. The shock of what they'd just been through put such things out of their minds, and they couldn't bring themselves to imagine that mere words could call off such debauchery.

Before the Umbreon or Bayleef could speak, Krookodile stepped behind Nico and grabbed his legs, digging his claws into Nico's flesh until it trickled green blood. Nico could only mutter a hmm? before Krookodile rammed his hooked cock into Nico's ass. Nico clenched his asshole tight and shrieked in pain as Krookodile penetrated him while tensed.

Skrien stood suddenly with a look of shock and confusion, and backed away.

"Fuck!" Nico shouted. "I told you, I don't want..."

"I said you can't talk!" Krookodile interrupted.

As Krookodile attempted to pry his length further into Nico's clamped ass, Nico released his vines and whipped them backward, wrapping them around Krookodile's snout. Nico leaned forward and threw his vines. Krookodile's cock pulled out of Nico's ass with a pop, and Krookodile flew through the air, over Nico, and grunted in pain as he slammed into the ground. Nico retracted his vines and stood with a scowl. Even then, he couldn't see just what Krookodile and Luxray truly intended.

"Look!" Nico shouted. "I had a great time with you two, and I'd love to do it again someday, but I've had enough!"

Krookodile ignored Nico's words, as did Luxray.

"Arceus damned, he's strong," Krookodile huffed, still catching his breath.

Luxray growled, snarled, and turned to Nico. "StrongMon, huh? I know how to deal with your kind."

Luxray crouched and growled, and a translucent half-sphere of yellow light covered his front. Luxray thrust his head forward and the light shot forward, propelled by jagged electrical bolts, and curved into a bullet shape. The light struck Nico with a white flash and a thundercrack, and then dispersed as water-like ripples of yellow light.

Nico stood in the wake of Luxray's Thunder Wave, electricity arcing all over his body. All his muscles constricted involuntarily. He wept in pain but couldn't move his lips, or anything else.

Luxray ambled over to Nico and chuckled under his breath. "Now that's what a proper sex toy is supposed to look like! Now we're going to fuck you whether you want it or not. And if you say another word, I'll hit you with a Wild Charge, and that'll leave you..."

Before Luxray could finish his sentence, he winced from a deafening buzz. A black beam filled with purple, spinning rings struck Luxray's side. The beam exploded into a cloud of glowing purple smoke and flattened the grass around it. When the Dark Pulse cleared, Luxray laid unconscious against an oak tree at the edge of the clearing, his fur burned and blackened.

Skrien walked toward Nico, his glowing eyes slowly fading to normal. His irises narrowed into slits as he glared at Luxray, daring the cat, in his mind, to stand.

"You son-of-a-bitch!" Krookodile screamed. "You'll pay for that!"

Skrien looked to his side. Krookodile had righted himself, and now stomped toward Skrien, growling, snarling, snapping, fuming from his nostrils, spit flying from his snout. Skrien didn't react, save to narrow his eyes. He whipped his head back, then forward, and fired a beam of bright yellow energy with a jagged corona resembling a blowtorch flame. The beam expanded to twice his own height, and screamed like grinding metal. Krookodile had only enough time to gasp before the beam engulfed him and sent him flying far, far from the clearing. After Skrien's Hyper Beam faded, it left a blackened, smoking trench carved into the ground. Krookodile's fate would never be known.

Skrien shook on weak legs, gasping for breath, recovering from his Hyper Beam. After he stood and breathed strong again, he snorted in displeasure and approached the coughing and shaking Luxray who could barely lift his head.

"It seems a someone or two has trouble understanding the meaning of the word 'no'," Skrien growled. "By tomorrow's dawn, I want you out of my territory. If you're not, you're dead."

Skrien watched as Luxray whimpered in pain, shaking, barely able to stand, and dragged himself away. He followed the trickle of blood Luxray left in his path, then snorted again once the cat disappeared from sight.

Skrien approached Nico and licked the bleeding scratches Krookodile left on his back leg. Electricity arced over Skrien's tongue, but he gave no outward sign of the numbness it caused him. After a time, Luxray's Thunder Wave wore off, and Nico laid on his side, heaving for breath, with all his legs curled inward.

Skrien sat beside his son. "They seemed respectful enough when I first met them. I would never have brought them if I knew who they really were. I'm sorry."

"I just want to go home," Nico whispered. "I want a bed."

"Consider our patrol cut short," Skrien replied. "We'll head home as soon as you're ready."

"I'm ready," Nico whispered.

Skrien nodded and approached the edge of the clearing. There he stopped beneath an oak tree and sniffed the air curiously.

"What is it?" Nico asked.

Skrien looked back at Nico, then back at the tree. "I smelled something, but the wind just changed direction and I can't tell what it was. Nevermind. Let's just go home."

Skrien walked slowly into the forest so Nico could amble after him.

A fifth figure stirred from high on the oak, straddling a large branch. The shadow went unseen by all, yet had been there from the beginning. It climbed down the branches slowly, and always with several practice grabs as if trying to hide its clumsiness. The figure wasn't meant for climbing. But after hanging from the lowest branch and falling into a crouch on the ground, it stood on two legs, the way it was meant to.

The figure walked into the clearing, a young adult human female with green eyes, amber skin and short, dark auburn hair beneath a green Paisley bandana. She sported worn and frayed cargo pants in US Woodland camo, an antique pattern for the times, and a brown backpack over an olive army jacket with the sleeves cut off.

The girl furrowed her brow and bit her lower lip while looking at the sex-stains on the grass. She dropped to her hands and knees and crawled forward to look closer at a string of Pokemon spunk hanging from the tip of a blade.

"What a fucking slut of a Bayleef," the girl said, and then shook her head. "What just happened?"

The girl heard tales of this black-necked Bayleef, not only of his insatiable and indiscriminate lust, but of his power to breeze through battles that would be hopeless to any other Bayleef, and to use dark type moves, which was supposedly impossible for his species. She ran a finger up the blade of grass, brushing off the mix of Pokemon cums and other fluids that clung to it. She brought it to her nose and inhaled the scents of Bayleef, Luxray, Umbreon, and Shellos. She brought her finger almost to her lips, then wiped it back on the grass after remembering what that gob of cum just came out of.

The girl sat on her knees, dropped her head, and huffed. "How am I supposed to understand that?" she asked herself. "How am I supposed to catch him now?"

The girl witnessed, in its entirety, the black-necked Bayleef being sexually assaulted by three other male Pokemon in his sleep, and immediately falling for and eagerly offering himself to them. That surely matched what she heard about the black-necked Bayleef. But what came next made no sense. Without warning, the black-necked Bayleef attacked two of the males, who fought back, only to be beaten senseless by that massive Umbreon, who then tried to nurture him. Being human, of course, she couldn't understand anything those four said, and thus couldn't know why she saw what she saw. Those unknowns could become a potentially fatal kink in her efforts to catch this Bayleef.

"Dammit!" she said, punching the grass with both fists. "Why the fuck don't I have a psychic type." She huffed and breathed deep to calm herself, and then stood. A psychic type could've translated their vocalizations. But she still had a job to do. "Nothing else I can do. No plan B. I'll just have to go through with it and hope it works."

The girl bent her arms, hooked her thumbs through the straps on her backpack, and followed the Bayleef and Umbreon's tracks out of the clearing, not caring how many sexual fluids she stepped through in the process. The wind blew against her, so she wasn't concerned about being discovered.

--3--

Skrien and Nico stood at the entrance of a tan-brown granite cave about two meters tall and three wide. Within was a spacious dome with three openings by the back wall, the entrances to short tunnels terminating in smaller domes used as bedrooms. One was now a guest room for when Nico visited, which he now did.

The cave was neither covered in dust, nor water. No noisy draft circulated through it. And it was not pitch dark due to the many small holes in the cave's roof. The piles of maple branches atop the cave could cover the holes in a storm, keeping it dry. Inside, piles of worn old cloth scraps, courtesy of living so close to a human city, provided comfortable places to lie. A grayed old picnic table sat in the center of the dome, also courtesy of living close to humans.

In all, Skrien's home seemed nothing like what one would typically imagine of a cave. Rather, it maintained a level of comfort that even most humans would find pleasant.

"You think I could sleep on the couch?" Nico asked.

Skrien nodded. "Sure."

Nico yawned, fluttered his leaves, and walked toward a pile of cloth scraps bunched up against the wall. That he called it a couch was a clue to just how accustomed the family was to living near humans. Though in the presence of humans, their strength served only as a liability, attracting trainers determined to capture them. It was only through the vigilance of certain humans with a vested interest in keeping them wild that they stayed that way. But that will be explained later.

Nico's asshole was still dark green from buggering, but from a quick wash at a stream, it no longer leaked sex fluids. Nico rolled onto the pile, on his side, and fell asleep. Skrien cocked his head and blinked at his son, wondering how he could make up for earlier blunder. He snorted, smirked, and shook his head at the irony that repeating the day's earlier surprise fuckfest would be the perfect thing to cheer his son up, so long as he got it right next time. But he looked up at the tunnels leading to his mate and daughter's rooms, and saw an even better way.

A Meganium of standard markings and colors, in such a contrast to Nico's, trotted up to Skrien and rubbed her head against his neck. "You're early," she said in a deep, breathy voice.

Skrien smiled, sighed, and pushed back against his mate. "Nico got, uhh... bothered. So I brought him back."

The Meganium pulled her head back up and cocked it at Skrien. She raised a brow. "You usually drag Nico through patrols whining and kicking. Why are you suddenly so lax?"

"Arcues damned!" a high, squeaky voice said, causing Skrien and his Meganium mate to jitter and turn toward Nico.

A young female Bayleef stood in front of Nico, head fully extended, eyes closed, and sniffing his haunch. To a certain degree, she shared Nico's bizarre features. The same pentacle star glowed between her eyes. Though her neck was largely green, a black stripe ran down its length. Black rings encircled her eyes. And her paws were black. She lifted her head and opened her eyes.

"You stink like sex every damn time you come here," the female Bayleef whispered. She narrowed her eyes and frowned. "How come you always get all the fun?"

"Go outside Malya," Skrien said. "I have things to discuss with Ciel."

Skrien spoke loud and harsh, with narrowed eyes and the slightest sneer. It shouldn't have surprised his daughter Malya, as that's how he usually spoke. As bitter and irritable as Skrien seemed, his actions were typically patient and generous. But something about her father ruffled Malya's leaves. His ears were swept back. His fur stood on end. And his tail was down. This was more than Skrien's typical crotchety front. Something really bothered him. Malya thought it best not to test Skrien's patience then, as she usually could.

Malya slumped out of the cave, staring curiously into her father's eyes until she was too far away to see them clearly. She turned her head and trotted away.

Skrien drooped his head and sighed.

Ciel, Skrien's Meganium mate, cocked her head and furrowed her brow in concern. She, more than anyone, knew when Skrien really was or wasn't troubled, and he was far more troubled than Malya could tell.

Skrien looked back at Ciel, "I gave Nico a little alarm bell earlier."

Ceil smirked and huffed at Skrien's use of another little euphemism the family developed from living near humans.

"Unfortunately," Skrien said. "I brought the wrong Pokemon with me, and they tried to rape him."

Malya cocked her head the other direction and blinked, having never expected to hear such a thing. "You can't rape the willing."

Skrien snorted, knowing, unlike Luxray and Krookodile, that Ciel referred to Nico specifically. "Not at first, no. But everyone gets tired and sore eventually. They just didn't want to listen." He looked at Nico. "He'll forget all about it by the time he wakes up. Nothing but water off a Psyduck's back to him. But I should've known who they were before letting them fuck my son. I mean..."

"You couldn't have known," Ciel interrupted.

Skrien sighed and turned back to her. "I know. And I know Nico'll be fine. This is about me, not him."

Ciel shrugged and shook her head. "What do you want me to do?"

"Let Nico go with you and Malya on that little trip you're planning tomorrow."

Ciel shook her head again. "I can't do that! That's supposed to be just a girls' night out! Just us females, and that's all. It'll be a whole nother season before Tia gets the center all to herself again."

"How about this?" Skrien said. "Do me this favor, and I'll owe you one just as big."

Ciel sighed and closed her eyes. "I don't think Nico's got the willpower to stay a girl for a whole day surrounded by horny females."

"I'll just tell Nico I'm going on a sex-strike from him unless he behaves," Skrien replied. "Believe me; he'll stay a girl the whole day after hearing that."

Ciel hesitated, but bit her lip and nodded.

"Thanks," Skrien said.

The sounds of sticks cracking drew Skrien and Ciel's attention to the cave entrance. Skrien's ears flicked forward as he heard footfalls racing away from the cave entrance. He flattened his ears against his head and crept up to the cave entrance, growling.

"Dammit Malya," Skrien shouted. "How often have I told you not to listen in on... huh?"

Skrien raised his ears. He closed his eyes and sniffed the air. Ciel walked up beside him, startling him when she stepped on a twig. Skrien looked at Ciel with his muzzle partly open, even more confused than her.

"What is it?" Ciel asked.

Skrien turned back to the cave entrance and kept sniffing the air. "It wasn't Malya, but I do recognize that smell. It's human, female, just out of adolescence, well-nourished and physically fit. Lot's of red meat in her diet. But she's very nervous for some reason. I know I've never met her, so why do I... oh shit!"

"What?" Ciel asked.

"I'm being followed." Skrien answered.

--4--

Nico, Malya, and Ciel wore red collars marked with white silhouettes of Pokeballs, marking them as registered breeding Pokemon, specifically under the care of the woman who walked beside them. She dressed in scuffed, old, ragged clothes: jeans, cowboy boots, and a gray canvas jacket. A red rubber band pulled her back into a frazzled pony tail. Clearly, she cared little about style, and a great deal about nostalgia. Much unlike her big-haired hipster brother, this girl definitely would not attract the admiration of the teenage café browsers in a certain artsy-gourmet city on the other side of the world where Ciel's late mother was supposedly born.

The collars were a decorative lie. The three Pokemon following this girl were still wild. They wore them so no trainer would try to catch them. Moreover, they wore breeder's collars so no trainer would ask to battle them. Still, they attracted many stares of want due to their bizarre colors. Some who stared even knew of their reputations.

One girl in particular, in antique American army surplus clothes, glared at the three Pokemon from behind a pair of aviator sunglasses. She sat in a metal fold-out chair beneath a white plastic umbrella table outside the window of a noodle shop, slurping up a bowl of Udon soup with bacon and eggs. She tried to seem uninterested in her subjects. She hid her face behind the bowl, not wanting to risk the chance, however slim, that someone may recognize her.

Nico and Malya looked in all directions: at the streets too narrow for cars, and sidewalks too narrow for pedestrians; at the walls of two story bamboo-paneled and stucco buildings; at the bewildering maze of wires crisscrossing overhead, almost like a faux-ceiling over the town; at the corrugated roofs and cheap balconies; at the people walking, biking, and scootering down the streets, without a car or truck in sight.

The girl in the army surplus clothes set her bowl on her table after the breeder and her Bayleefs and Meganium passed. She stared, raised an eyebrow, and bit her lower lip. "I thought they were wild," she whispered. "What the fuck are they doing with her? Well... at least I know where they're going."

The girl pulled a crumpled wad of money out of her pocket and slammed it on the table next to her barely touched breakfast soup, chopsticks left carelessly in the broth. She didn't care how much money she left. She stood and followed her quarry for a time before losing herself in the crowd.

--5--

A two story plaza stood at the end of town, with a busy street to one side and the edge Skrien's forest territory to the other. It looked like nothing special from the outside: a white stucco office building with a flat roof, about forty meters long, just off the sidewalk. Only a brass slide-post sign outside the glass front door marked it as the Maltias Pokemon Breeding Center.

The girl in the scuffed old clothes and black pony tail smiled and pulled a keychain from her inside jacket pocket. As she flipped through keys, Nico and Malya ran back and fourth behind her, shouting.

"Come on Tia!" Malya shouted. "I've waited three months for this!"

"And I've waited all my life for this!" Nico added. "Hurry up! This is the first time I've been able to join the family girls' night out!"

"I'm going as fast as I can!" Tia shouted.

No one knew how Tia and her brother Maltias could understand the vocalizations of Pokemon. They weren't psychics, and they wouldn't subject themselves to laboratories--not because they disliked it, but because the experiments would take many days and keep them from their Pokemon. So, for the time being, it remained a mystery to all. But such an ability was a godsend to the two Pokemon Breeders. Likely, it was also the reason Nico and Malya were able to get under their skin, as it were; for neither showed the slightest Pokephiliac tendencies before they met those Bayleefs. Though once they did, they both quickly got over the taboos.

Ciel smiled and shook her head from behind her children. "It's only nine in the morning. We have the whole day left! By the way, I hope you don't mind that I invited Chusi"

Nico tensed and looked back toward his mother with wide eyes. "You what?" she shrieked.

"Oh, come on!" Malya sighed. "What's wrong with Chusi?

Nico whined. "It's just... her... she's got these huge... those fangs scare me, alright?"

Ciel sighed and shook her head. "You know how crazy Chusi is about you. She couldn't hurt you if her life depended on it."

Nico lowered her head, furrowed her brow, and whined through her nostrils. It was true; her recent admirer's fangs frightened her. But she knew she could get over that if she tried. She didn't want to however, because the fangs provided cover from what she really feared about this Chusi. So long as Nico griped over those fangs, she wouldn't have to come clean about bigger issue.

"I also want to remind you again that this is a girls' night out," Ciel continued. "That means no changing back until tomorrow."

Nico reared her head back in an open-mouth scowl and huffed. "Change back and go without dad's cock for a whole season?! You really think I'd do that?"

"You are pretty damn impulsive," Malya said.

Nico turned toward her sister with a glare and glower, but was interrupted before she could speak.

"Found it!" Tia said.

Tia pushed a key into the doorlock and turned it, but furrowed her brow when she heard no click. "What the hell?" she whispered.

Ceil raised her head. "What is it?"

"The door wasn't locked," Tia answered.

Tia pocketed the keychain and pushed the door open. She walked into the lobby--Ciel, Nico, and Malya following close behind. Their feet pattered over linoleum floors, past bamboo paneled walls, white Formica desks, and potted plants, toward a shuffling sound in the kitchen.

The linoleum continued into the kitchen. But something immediately seemed off about it. Black stains painted the white wash walls and ceiling tiles. The stainless steel of the great range in the kitchen's island was also blackened, as was the vent fan above. Spray bottles of various colored cleaners lined the range's stovetop. A girl with amber skin and short, dark auburn hair stood over the range, rubbing the stovetop with a steel wool pad, then wiped the scum from her kitchen gloves onto her khaki overalls.

"Who are you?" Tia asked.

The girl stopped and held still for a while, blinking, as if expecting the intrusion. She dropped her pad to the floor. She pulled off and dropped her gloves as well. She stood and stared past Tia, toward Nico, then at Malya, noticing their similar features. Two of them? she thought. The deeper into the job she went, the more bizarre it became. She narrowed her eyes and bit her tongue in confusion at the sight of Malya.

"I said who are you?" Tia asked again.

The girl shook her head. "Sorry. I'm Emma. There was a little grease fire here yesterday. Maltias hired me to clean up."

"Well, you left the front door unlocked," Tia replied. "I'm supposed to have the center all to myself today. You can finish cleaning tomorrow. I'll switch off the power and gas lines to the kitchen so nothing'll happen."

"Sure," Emma said, nodding. She waved her hand at the bottles of cleaner on the stovetop. "Mind if I leave the stuff?"

Tia waved her hand and shook her head. "Go ahead. I'll lock up after you."

Emma nodded and started toward Tia and her Pokemon. She stopped in front of Nico and knelt down again, reaching her arms out to touch her face. Nico sighed and let her chin fall into Emma's hands. That was always a pleasant sensation, even if the smells of grease and cleaner accompanied it. Tia folded her arms and glared down at Emma, nervous for some reason, at this girl's presence.

"Baay," Nico sighed, at least according to Emma's ears.

"Is this the famous black-necked Bayleef?" Emma asked.

"Her name's Nico." Tia answered.

Emma cocked her head to the side, and briefly saw between Nico's back legs. She shook her head and furrowed her brow. No sign of a sheath or scrotum, instead she saw a very female slit on a large mound. The job kept getting weirder and weirder. She knew this black-necked Bayleef, this Nico, was male! She saw him as a male, fornicating with other males only yesterday! How was this possible? She couldn't give any sign that she felt something was wrong. But Emma decided it wasn't risky too show mere curiosity.

"I thought Nico was a male," Emma said.

"Usually," Tia replied.

"Usually?" Emma asked.

"I don't want to explain it. I just want the center to myself, okay?"

Emma nodded. "Sure."

Emma stood and walked past Tia and the Pokemon, through the lobby and out the front door after pressing a red button on a brass panel beside it. The door shut, beeped, and clanked as a steel bolts drove through its metal frame. Tia approached the door and pulled a metal hook hanging from a rectangular box above the door, pulling down a steel shutter. Normally, she wouldn't bother, but something about Emma worried her.

Outside, Emma walked down the street and pulled a steel-cased smartphone from her pocket. She dragged her thumb across its touchscreen, activating it, and touched the voice-dialer button.

"Call Dr. Namba," she said.

Emma leaned against traffic light pole and crossed her right leg over her left as the phone beeped. It flickered into the image of a balding, middle aged man with a puffy red horseshoe of hair and a large moustache.

"Hallie," Dr. Namba said. "Did you catch the black-necked Bayleef?"

Emma, or really Hallie, sighed. "Not yet, but I learned that it frequents the Maltias breeding center. There's some seriously weird shit going on with this Pokemon. I know what I saw yesterday was male, but today it was female."

"There's rumors that it can change its sex at will," Dr. Namba interrupted. "Seems you've just confirmed them. But that's not important. How close are you to catching it?"

"Well, I asked around about this Bayleef and found out how. I broke into the center when I learned where it was going, and set a grease fire to give myself an excuse to be there. I left it a treat laced with etorphine. It's as good as yours by tomorrow."

Dr. Namba nodded. "Good."

"One more thing," Hallie said. "There was another female Bayleef. She had similar markings. I'm guessing they're siblings or something. A female Meganium too, I'm guessing she was their mother. But her markings were normal."

"I didn't know the Bayleef had a sibling," Dr. Namba replied. "Ignore the Meganium. If she has standard markings, then she can't have the same abilities. And ignore the second Bayleef, for now. Trying to catch it would just complicate your job, and I don't like complications."

The smartphone flickered back into its OS screen, and Hallie pocketed it.

--6--

A white door swung open and its brass knob hit the butter painted wall. It didn't matter. The dent exposing the drywall was so deep already that the knob did nothing. Tia walked inside the room and bent backwards, stretching her arms back and popping her sternum. She righted herself and yawned in satisfaction.

"I'm gonna go turn up the thermostat," Tia said, and wandered away.

Nico, Malya, and then Ciel trotted into the massive lounge on the second floor of the breeding center. Only the first floor was used as an actual breeding center, while Maltias and Tia turned the second into a living space.

It didn't always look like it did. Everything was smooth, easy to clean, from the brown linoleum floors to the art deco tan and red leather couches and chairs, and the black laminate tables and cabinets. The red blinds were shut over the windows. It was all for the sake of Maltias and Tia's hobby, which they discovered soon after meeting Nico and Malya.

The three grass Pokemon sat on the floor after Ciel closed the door with a vine. Ciel and Malya watched briefly as Nico sniffed the air and wandered off, but their attention turned back to Tia, who suddenly reappeared in front of them with a square bottle of orange liquid.

"Scotch?" Tia asked.

"Hell yeah!" Ciel and Malya said at once, then looked at each other and giggled.

Tia unscrewed the cap on the bottle and held it forward. Ciel took it in her vines and upended it, audibly gulping down half the bottle before passing it to Malya, who did the same. The scotch was so dry, so woody, and so smoky. It was nothing like the fermented berries wild Pokemon usually enjoy. It didn't burn flowing down their throats, nor did it have any immediate effect. But that had more to do with Ciel and Malya. Alcohol didn't affect grass type Pokemon the way it did creatures of pure fauna, and they could drink large amounts with only moderate intoxication. Ciel and Malya, and Nico too, would drink far more before the day ended. And they would revel in it, for they could never get shitfaced on fermented berries, unlike other Pokemon. That feat took manmade alcohol.

Malya sucked the last drop of scotch from the bottle and dropped it onto the floor.

"Hey, where's Nico?" Tia asked.

"She headed into the kitchen," Ciel answered. "So I think..."

Ciel stopped in mid-sentence and raised her brow. She looked at Malya, who looked back with the same expression. Suddenly, they sprinted across the lounge, toward the kitchen. Tia reached a hand toward them in confusion before biting her lower lip and jogging after them.

Ten meters later, and the three of them stood side by side by side at the arched entryway into a more modest, home-style kitchen than the one downstairs, with clear laminate cabinets, white floors, and green Formica countertops. Nico stood on her hind legs, her front paws on a black breakfast table in the kitchen corner. Her eyes were closed and her head leaf flipped forward, touching the pile of cookies on a glass plate. Nico licked her muzzle and reach down to scoop up a mouthful, only to bump her nose against the table.

Nico shook her head and looked around. Ciel held the plate in her vines and smirked at Nico with narrowed eyes. Nico looked back with a trembling lip and watery, upturned eyes, begging for them back, but Ciel handed the plate to Tia.

"Why can't I have any?" Nico whined.

"Let's just call those cookies more incentive for you staying female the whole day," Ciel answered. "You can have them if you manage it."

Tia nodded and approached the fridge, sticking the plate in the cabinet above. She returned to the table just as Nico got back into her begging face, forcing her eyes to water. She opened her muzzle to talk when a noise distracted her. She looked to see Tia pull a piece of paper off the table, where the plate was. She furrowed her brow and bit lower her lip as she read it.

"What's it say?" Nico asked.

"To my favorite black necked Bayleef," Tia answered. "A little treat--white chocolate macadamia. From Maltias." Tia crumpled the paper and looked at Nico. "It's weird though. He always writes his notes; this one's typed. I don't think that, ahhh!!!"

Tia yelped and recoiled as a midnight blue blur with yellow spots flew down from an unknown hiding place and tackled Nico onto her side. Nico shrieked, but could only flounder as the long, lithe body coiled around her. Nico saw out of the corner of her eye that beak-like snout with its giant red fangs, and felt its forked tongue, like slicked leather, dragging itself up and down her neck. Seeing the fangs nearly pressed against her neck, Nico's tensed, and her eyes shot open, watering and staring at them. The tongue retracted and its muzzle pushed itself into Nico's cheek, forcing her to close her eyes and whine through her nostrils.

"Nicooo!!!" the Seviper squealed while rubbing against Nico's neck.

From the gold ring in her tail, the others smirked and immediately recognized the Seviper smothering a terrified Nico with affection.

"Hi Chusi," Ciel said. "I thought you weren't going to show up until noon."

Chusi turned toward Ciel. "I snuck in through the air vents. I couldn't help it! I can't wait until noon to see Nico when I could do that now."

Ciel and Malya giggled at each other. Chusi uncoiled herself from Nico and slithered past them into the lounge. Nico's body relaxed and she found herself able to breathe and move again. She gasped for breath and struggled to stand. Chusi looked at her from the entryway. Nico swallowed and turned her head to the side, not looking directly at Chusi, not wanting to see her fangs.

"Come on you spicy piece of prime grade," Chusi whispered seductively. "I've been waiting a long time for this."

Chusi noticed Nico's distress, of course, but gave no sign of it. She looked at Ciel who smiled back briefly and nodded, encouraging her, as she always did, to ignore Nico's angst, promising that he'd get over it eventually. While that was certainly true of her fangs, it wasn't of her desires. More than anything else,--cookies or Skrien--Chusi was Nico's greatest incentive for staying female. She only hoped no one else knew that.

A hand laid gently on Nico's head. She flinched and looked up to see Tia looking down at her with sympathetic, upturned eyes and the slightest smile.

"You want a bottle of scotch?" Tia asked.

"Yes dammit!" Nico shouted, nodding her head hard enough to make herself dizzy.

Tia walked back into the lounge. Ciel, Malya, and Chusi went ahead of her, and Nico followed. Nico panted when she entered the lounge. As Tia promised, it was warm. Ciel and Malya cuddled on a couch, necks wrapped around each other, and rear-ends facing opposite couch arms. Nico sat on the floor. Her gaze tracked Tia as she walked behind the black laminate counter of a wet bar and grabbed another square bottle off the shelf. She unscrewed the lid as she approached Nico and handed it to her.

Nico took the bottle in her vines and upended it, gulping down the orange scotch in seconds before dropping it to the floor, not even tasting it. She sat still and panted for a minute before feeling a slight warmth and dizziness flow from her claws to her muzzle. She calmed from her buzz and looked back at the couch. She cocked her head and blinked, curious as to why Ciel and Malya smirked at her.

"So when do we start this?" Nico asked.

"How about now?" Chusi said from behind.

Nico couldn't react before Chusi pressed her snout between Nico's legs and slinked her half-meter tongue all the way inside Nico's pussy. Nico's tensed and clenched her jaw at the feeling of giant fangs pressed against her cunt. For a moment, she didn't even notice the feeling of slimy tongue inside her. Summoning all her moxie, Nico gasped for breath and began to calm.

Chusi felt Nico's muscles relax, and pressed her snout harder into Nico's sex. She shoved her tongue further inside. An excited, tickling warmth traveled from her muzzle to her tail. Her body shivered down its length, following the wonderful feeling. Chusi sighed with the buzz of eating out the object of her desire. She wriggled and twisted her tongue all the way inside Nico's pussy, her forked tips swirling around the rim of Nico's cervix as soft as paintbrushes.

The sensation of sharp flesh tickling her cervix made Nico gasp and throw her head up. The tickle spread from her cervix into her gut, lungs, legs and neck. Nico's shivered and whimpered from the sensation. Her legs turned to rubber and fell out from beneath her. She huffed as she fell onto her belly. She felt Chusi's muzzle pressed against her pussy the whole way. Nico closed her eyes and breathed deep, no longer bothered by the thought of Chusi's fangs, and let her cunt leak as she kept whimpering.

Nico's oily fluids dripped from her slit onto Chusi's tongue, driving her to press her muzzle harder between Nico's legs, and writhe and twist her tongue faster inside Nico's cunt. Nico's juice filled Chusi's mouth with its sweet, peppery, and clove taste. Another reason she loved Nico: grass types, male or female, always had the best tasting sexual fluids. Much as she wanted to, Chusi couldn't lap up all of Nico's sap, and it dripped from her chin onto the floor. Nico whimpered at the end of each pant and rubbed her cheek in circles on the floor.

Ciel and Malya already panted from the sight. Both had one leg lifted, exposing the milkwhite insides of their slicked pussies. Each had a vine snaked behind their back, curling beneath their tails, and wriggling inside themselves, dripping fluids onto the couch.

Ciel uncurled her neck from Malya's and licked her lips at the sight of Chusi's tail waving high in the hair, and her cloaca plumped up and exposing a sliver of its burgundy insides.

"Chusi's pussy looks like it's starving," Ciel moaned. "Why don't you feed it some vine?"

Chusi squealed into Nico's cunt at the comment, causing Nico to shiver. With the dangers of both sight and mind gone, Nico felt no reason not to indulge the Seviper. She released two vines from beneath her leaves and reached them backward. Chusi scrunched up like an accordion and raised her tail higher to give them access.

Nico wrapped her vines around Chusi's tail, just above the Seviper's cloaca, several times before plunging her tips inside it. She pushed them back and forth inside Chusi, pulling her lips apart and exposing more oiled burgundy flesh. Chusi shivered her sharp finned tail and whined into Nico's pussy at the sensation, making Nico push her vines deeper inside Chusi.

Tia, standing beside the couch with her arms folded, narrowed her eyes and licked the back of her teeth at the smacking sounds. She slowly squatted stretched her arms back, wriggling out of her jacket. She pulled her shirt and red sports bra off at once, and then dropped to her knees.

"Hey Nico," Tia whispered. "Let me have a go at Chusi, would you?"

Chusi was so preoccupied that she didn't hear Tia. But Nico pulled her vines out of Chusi's vent, making the Seviper whimper into her own in want. Nico hooked the tips of her vines inside Chusi's lips and pulled them apart, fully revealing the serpent's dark, dripping cloaca--an extremely long crevice with its anus-and-urethra-in-one at its tail end, and its more desirable pussy at the other.

Chusi shivered and mewled at the cold, dry feeling of outside air touching the insides of her cloaca until Tia crawled forward and pressed her lips against the Seviper's vent. The warmth and moisture immediately returned, along with the wonderful tingles and tickles of human tongue twirling around inside her.

Tia turned her head to the side to cover Chusi's pussy with her lips. She tongue lashed the luke-warm, oily insides, instinctively searching for lips, hood, or clit, even though she knew none existed. Like the Chikorita family, all snake Pokemon had the simplest pussies, with their sexual nerves spread around their openings. Tia sighed and pushed harder against the snake cunt, taking in the clear, sticky fluids that smelled and tasted oddly like blood. Tia didn't mind, as she always sucked on her cuts.

A string of drool ran down the side of Malya's mouth as she groaned and stared at the lesbian threesome with lidded eyes. Malya uncurled her neck from Ciel and stepped off of the couch, lumbering toward Tia and panting with her tongue hanging out. Malya bit down on Tia's jeans and pulled. She could only pull Tia's pants down so far before getting them stuck. Tia lifted and wriggled one leg, then the other, letting Malya pull her jeans and boots all the way off.

Malya stepped forward, licking her lips and kicking the boots away, and grabbed Tia's panties in her muzzle. She whipped her head to the side and snapped them off. Malya didn't see the appeal of the human's buxom curves and washboard abs. Her interests lied elsewhere. She immediately buried her snout between Tia's legs, forcing them apart, and dragged her tongue over Tia's sex, moist and swollen in desire. Human pussies were supposed to be bland according to humans. But Malya's nose and tongue were far sharper, tasting and smelling the essence no human could, like the sweetest balsamic vinegar. Malya twisted her head and craned her throat, trying so hard to dig her fat, pancake like tongue inside that small human hole. Alas, she could only pry open Tia's lips and lap her clit, and the juices that spilled from beneath it.

Ciel pulled her vine from her sex, lifted it over her back, and draped it over her head. She sucked her lube from its tip. She tensed her shoulders and rubbed her legs together. The threesome had become a foursome, and an itch from deep in her gut, that she just couldn't reach, compelled her. Her head fluttered as she breathed. Her claws tickled from the sight of four wonderful females all eating each other out. The itch was too much to bear; she had to quench the need in her loins.

Ciel Stepped off the couch and trotted up to Nico, facing away from her. She crouched on her front paws and lifted her tail, exposing herself to her occasional daughter. With her head on the floor, staring back at Nico, Ciel licked her muzzle. The sound made Nico open her eyes to a delicious sight.

"I can't take this anymore Nico," Ciel sighed. "Stick your tongue inside me now! I need you to eat your mother out!"

Nico didn't hesitate. She shoved her face into her mother's cunt. Ciel's lips were large and plump, plenty to fill Nico's muzzle. Nico curled her tongue--a feat Malya disdainfully couldn't perform--and stuffed her improvised tube into her mother's pussy. Ciel rewarded her with a moan and a steady trickle of sweet, citrusy sap.

"Oh, yeah," Ciel sighed. "You're so good to your mother."

After a few seconds, the line of five females fell into a nice rhythm. Ciel whimpered as she ground her hips into Nico's snout. As Ciel ground, Nico softly bit her labs and wriggled her curled tongue inside her. Nico moved her hips in circles as Chusi followed with her snout. Chusi twisted her tongue round and round inside Nico's pussy, brushing back and forth over the rim of her cervix to drive out constant drips and whimpers from her love. Chusi shivered her tail fin as Tia clamped her lips over the Seviper's vent, shoved her tongue inside, and sucked hard and loud. Tia groaned through her nose and barely ground her hips up and down as Malya slurped her tongue back and forth across Tia's cunt, flipping its tip over her clit on each pass. Malya, finally, wiggled her ass back and forth as she pistoned her vines in and out of her own pussy. All the girls leaked sexual fluids. Malya's didn't have a mouth to catch ready to catch hers, and they dripped onto the floor.

For some time, the five girls kept this rhythm going like a well-oiled machine, and keeping in rhythm, they cummed one by one.

The suction of Tia's lips became too much for Chusi to handle. Tia forced Chusi's vent to gorge itself with blood and plump up far more than it normally would. The almost painful pressure around her vent caused the orgasmic nerves lining it to burn and erupt in pleasure.

Chusi squealed into Nico's pussy, involuntarily shoving her tongue farther into her love, brushing her cervix harder and squeezing its sides with her forked tips. The pressure against it made Nico's belly ache slightly, and her pussy clench in crawling pleasure. After a few seconds, the sensation overcame Nico, and she tightened her pussy harder, pulling on Chusi's tongue. Nico whined and wiggled her stumpy tail. She rolled her shoulders and neck in circles as the tingles poured into them. Heat flushed her cunt, and she moaned as it spasmed in pleasure and sprayed orgasmic syrup into Chusi's mouth with the flavors of nectar and pepper. Nico's cum trickled down Chusi's neck.

Nico released her vines from Chusi's cloaca and let them fall to the floor.

Tia unlatched her lips from Chusi's vent and crawled forward until her shoulder pressed against the Seviper's tail. She reached her hands forward and wiped them down Chusi's neck, who let her head fall back from the sensation. Tia brought her hands back and sucked her fingers clean of the cum Nico spilled on Chusi's neck. The sweet, peppery taste drove her to grab Chusi in one arm for support, and reach the other back beneath her hood to frig her clit as fast as she could. That, and Malya's tongue, overwhelmed her. Tia arched her back and craned her neck backwards. She clenched her toes and squeezed her shoulders back as hot, crawling pleasure overcame her clit. She cried out as her fluids dribbled onto Malya's tongue. Malya slurped them down like a thirsty Stoutland.

Driven by Tia cumming on her tongue, Malya shoved her vines deeper inside herself. She twisted them into braid and writhed them inside herself, inching deeper and deeper until she brushed against her own cervix. Malya's cervix was more sensitive than female Nico's or her mother's. She didn't dare push against it, lest she wanted to know what a Focus Punch to the diaphragm felt like. But the caressing of her cervix, thrashing of her labs, and taste of Tia's cum, consumed her. Malya tensed her legs and squeezed them against her body, fighting the itch that ran through it like waves. In a second, it all flowed into her sex, and became burning pleasure and pressure, which expelled itself as slick juices running down her vines and trickling onto the floor. Malya squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered through her orgasm. Her legs then slipped from beneath her, and she fell to her belly.

Nico, by then, had recovered, and clamped her muzzle back onto her mother's ample pussy lips. Ciel yelped as her occasional daughter bit down softly again, and shoved her curled tongue into her cunt. This time, Nico sucked as Tia had to Chusi. Ciel gasped, raised her head, and straightened her antennae at the sensation of pressure building in her labs.

Nico retracted one vine and whipped the other forward, prying it past her own muzzle, through her folded tongue, and against Ciel's cervix. Perhaps it was part of being a mother, Nico wasn't sure, but Ciel had the toughest cervix of any of them. She cried out, but only in pleasure.

Malya leaned her head to the side and saw Nico, knowing immediately what she was doing. For a moment, she scowled and growled in jealousy that her mother could take such a cervical thrashing without doubling over in pain.

Naturally, as she was the only one with a free mouth and an impending orgasm--"Nico!" Ciel cried. "I'm gonna cum! Make mother cum!"

Tia sat up on her knees and grabbed her tits from a sudden jolt of excitement at Ciel's words. She smiled with lidded eyes and grit her teeth in desire. Tia knew firsthand what a female Meganium's orgasm was like. She rubbed her nipples with her thumbs.

"Don't swallow it," Tia told Nico. "Let it spill."

"Oh, fuck Nico!" Ciel cried. "I'm cumming!"

Ciel's leaves splayed out and fluttered through the air. She threw her head back and whined, her tongue touching her nose. Her body shivered and her pussy lips clenched around Nico's tongue. The pressure finally gave and she sprayed sweet, syrupy, citrus oils into Nico's mouth. Nico grumbled under her breath at being asked not to swallow her mother's juice. But she obeyed.

Nico opened her mouth and Ciel's faucet-like spray spilled from her cheeks onto the floor. After a time, the tap closed and Ciel only dripped. Ciel fell onto her chest while Nico sat on her haunches. Malya walked over and sat at her brother's side. Chusi slithered forward and sat at her other. Ciel shook herself into composure, turned around, and sat. The four girls looked longingly at the pool of cum Ciel hosed the floor with, each taking a turn licking their chops.

"Hey Tia," Nico griped. "Why couldn't I drink it? Tia?"

Nico looked around and spotted Tia slinking toward them from the wet bar with an opaque, oval bottle. "Because A: we all deserve a taste, and B: a good desert needs a good topping."

Tia popped the bottle's clamp and stopped its mouth with her thumb. She drizzled an emerald spirit into the puddle, which turned opaque on mixing with Ciel's cum. The girls all leaned forward and sniffed, each sighing and relaxing at the floral, anise, and fennel scented spirit.

Tia's mouth watered at the sight and smell. She swallowed with a loud slurp and set the bottle on the floor. She brushed her hand through her hair, snapping the rubber band and letting her hair fall freely over her shoulders. She crouched on her hands and knees and bent forward with her ass up in the air to inhale the mixture.

"I thought Ciel's own liquor might go good with a little taste of absinthe," Tia said, and then began licking at the pool.

The girls licked their chops again, and Nico and Malya gave in to their desires. They dropped their necks to lap up the mix of cum and liquor alongside Tia.

The slapping and slurping made Ciel lick her chops a third time. But that was wrong! That was her cum on the floor. It should be for others to enjoy. But mixed with the aromatic spirit, she couldn't help herself. Ciel knelt down to lick up the pool with Tia and her children.

Curiously, Chusi flickered her tongue at the spill in want, but did not join in. Nico eyed her while lapping it up, and swallowed so she could speak.

"Why aren't you joining the fun Chusi?" Nico asked.

As if by some miracle, Nico sucked up a large mouthful just as she finished talking, making Chusi hiss and her eyes dilate.

"Because I want to drink it from your mouth," Chusi whispered.

"Hmm?" Nico mumbled and lifted her head.

Nico's body suddenly tensed. Her eyes widened. And her gut chilled as Chusi pressed her snout against Nico's muzzle and forced her tongue inside. The fangs pressed against an important part of Nico's body, and this time she couldn't look away. But she did not resist, so Chusi forced more of her tongue into Nico's mouth and pried her lips apart until they relaxed. Chusi flicked her tongue in and out of Nico's mouth, slurping the mix of cum and absinthe from it, reveling in the flavor, and shuddering from the act of kissing the object of her desire.

Nico didn't even notice the cocktail disappearing from her own mouth. Chusi broke the kiss and gave Nico a last tongue flicker on the nose. Nico huffed and gasped, having held her breath for the whole kiss.

"Now that was fucking hot," Tia whispered.

Nico looked at Tia sitting up on her knees, fingering herself with her right hand, and holding the bottle of absinthe in her left. She swilled down far more than she should, dropped the bottle, and bent forward, coughing.

Nico started toward the tipped bottle with tunnel vision, desperate to calm her nerves. She grabbed its neck in her muzzle and upended it, chugging the entire contents in seconds. She dropped it to the floor and waited a minute. The giddy warmth, dizziness, and numb lips were better this time around, for the absinthe was over twice as hard as the earlier scotch.

By this time, everyone, save Ciel and Malya, was drunk. Nico's vision blurred and her head swam and wobbled, despite her grass-type alcohol tolerance. Her breath and heart slowed. Attention gave way to random thoughts. And fright melted away. Nico could tell, because when Chusi licked up the side of her head, rubbing a fang very near her eye, it didn't bother her, and she licked back.

Ciel giggled, drawing Nico, Malya and Chusi's attention. She motioned her head toward the couch, where Tia, wearing only socks, laid on the couch with her knees bent over her stomach. She huffed with her eyes closed as she pulled her labs apart with her left hand, and raked her insides with the middle finger of her right.

"Let's sneak up on her," Ciel whispered.

The others nodded, though this made Nico dizzy. Ciel glanced at Nico, Malya, and Chusi in turn, and motioned in different directions. Malya and Ciel snuck up to the front of the couch, Nico to their left. Chusi slithered around the couch's back and peaked over, down at Tia.

"Now!" Ciel whispered.

Tia opened her eyes and gasped as they were all on her at once. Ciel and Malya both clamped their muzzles onto one of Tia's tits. Chusi slithered atop the couch back, draped her pierced tail over the side, and thrust it into Tia's pussy. Nico stood on the floor and propped a hind leg on the couch back, hovering her sex over Tia's mouth.

Tia's eyes lidded from the attention. Ciel and Malya gently gnawed on her tits while rubbing their fat tongues in circles over her nipples. They couldn't understand why human females loved that so much, but they saw Tia rub her own breasts often enough to mimic it. Chusi hooked her tail into Tia's pussy and rattled it, stimulating her like a living vibrator, and swiping her gold ring across Tia's clit. Tia's body tensed and she whined. Smelling the sweet, peppery mound above her, she reached up, grabbed Nico's haunches, and pulled Nico's fat cunt into her face.

Tia whimpered, almost sobbing, as she swirled her tongue in circles inside Nico's lips, and over her pussy. She ground her hips against Chusi's tail-fucking, and wriggled her shoulders at Ciel and Malya who mouthed her tits. The lusty affections of four females at once quickly became too much for Tia to bear. She dug her nails into Nico's flesh as cold ran down her spine and heat engulfed her pussy. She squeezed her legs and eyes shut as she sucked on Nico's cunt, making her gasp. Her legs itched and her stomach fluttered as her clit burned from Chusi's stimulation. Tia cried into Nico. She arched her back, lifted her hips, and squeezed her pussy around Chusi's tail as she cummed, squirting drops of fluid up the sides of Chusi's tail.

Ciel and Malya lifted their mouths from Tia's tits, while Chusi stilled her tail and rested it inside of Tia. Though she orgasmed, Tia wasn't finished. She pulled harder on Nico's haunches, and sucked harder on her cunt.

Nico sighed at Tia's suction and tongue lashing. Her head wobbled more than usual, and when she closed her eyes, Nico could no longer tell what direction she faced, not that she cared. Tia's suction pulled more green blood into Nico's pussy, making it heat and tingle, and drip into Tia's mouth. Feeling the world spin from intoxication, Nico let her head fall back and softly ground her pussy into Tia's mouth. Tia pushed her lips harder against that pussy, in rhythm with Nico's thrusts.

Chusi slid her tail from Tia's cunt, slithered to the other end of the couch back, and draped her head over an unaware Nico. Malya scooted next to the action as well. Malya sniffed while Chusi flicked her tongue. Both stared eagerly, inches away from Tia eating Nico out.

Nico whimpered at Tia's oral work and let her head wobble from side to side. Nico couldn't tell how much time passed, though Malya and Chusi impatiently counted seconds in their heads. Nico's whimpers grew steadily louder, and her grinding steadily harder, as Tia dragged her tongue across the virtually featureless cunt inside Nico's mound. But Tia knew how to excite what wasn't apparent to a human. Tracing circles around Nico's sex, she made its edges clench in dull pleasure. She shoved herself against the Pokemon pussy, burying her nose inside and holding her breath, so she could rub her teeth against it.

Malya and Chusi both counted somewhere around four to five minutes before Nico's shoulders squeezed together and she clenched her mouth shut to suppress a squeal. They both glared at her stubby tail as it wagged with all its might.

Chusi flicked her tongue. "Not long now."

Malya licked her chops. "Nico's gonna cum."

"Oh, fuck!" Nico mewled. "Fuck, Tia! Suck me harder!"

Tia already sucked as hard as she could. But she wrapped her arms around Nico's legs and pulled. So drunk, Nico couldn't tell that nothing else had changed. In her mind, Tia did suck her harder. Crawling feelings spread from her chest into her limbs, and concentrated in her sex. The dull pleasure from inside her gut wormed its way down. Nico bit her tongue, gasped, and threw her head up when the pleasure flooded her pussy.

Nico cried through her nostrils as she cummed. Her cunt sprayed its fluids into Tia's mouth, and against her face. Ciel and Malya inhaled sharply, both waiting for that moment. Though Bayleef may not gush like Meganium do, they still squirted more than any human could. And Nico's juice ran down Tia's neck as she pulled her faced from Nico's quivering crotch. Nico arched her back further and her cum sprayed against Tia's breasts. Moments later, Nico's pussy stopped, and she sighed into the calmness of afterglow.

"Damn Tia," Nico sighed. "You really know how to, wha?!"

At that moment, Malya and Chusi both shoved their faces against Tia's breasts, pushing Nico's crotch out of the way and forcing her to lower her leg to the floor. Tia squirmed and yelped as the two Pokemon growled and tried pushing each other's heads out of the way, each wanting to claim more of Nico's nectar than the other. Tongues and muzzles whipped over Tia's nipples, sending tickles up her tits and into her armpits. Tia crossed her arms over her breasts and squirmed in place, giggling, and blocking Malya and Chusi.

"The fuck are you two doing?" Tia cried.

Malya and Chusi froze in place, and then looked at each other. They cocked their heads at each other. What the fuck were they doing? Considering how many times they had sex with each other, Malya and Chusi suddenly realized how silly it was for them to fight over Nico's girl-cum.

They both snorted giggles through their nostrils and shoved their muzzles against each other's. Their tongues wriggled into each other's mouths and swirled round each other, swishing Nico's juices back and forth between them. Their eyes lidded and they grumbled into each other's throats. They each swallowed as their mouths watered until Nico's cum was gone. They parted muzzles. Chusi kept her forked tongue wrapped around Malya's as far as she could extend it, before slipping it back inside. A string of saliva fell from between their mouths onto Tia's belly, making her giggle and bite her pinky.

Tia yawned. "You two are just ravenous little sluts, aren't you?"

Malya and Chusi glanced at Tia and snorted. They looked back each other.

Malya motioned her head toward her occasional sister. "I fuck Nico all the time. You can have a turn."

"Thanks," Chusi responded.

"I'm hitting the shower," Malya said, and trotted away.

Nico, by then, had curled up, lying on her side, on the floor. She looked up with blurred, lidded eyes at the ceiling. The thermostat by then heated the living space to a sultry ninety Fahrenheit, making Chusi lively. A soft push from her muzzle and Nico rolled onto her back. She smiled with her tongue sticking out as a Seviper face appeared above her own.

"You mind if we... grind pussies?" Chusi asked.

"Sure," Nico sighed.

Chusi whined in delight and flicked her tongue across Nico's muzzle, making it twitch. She wrapped her body around Nico's legs for grip until she pressed her cloaca against Nico's sex. Fluids of many kinds coated both of their bodies, making them sheen and slip against each other with soft squicks. Pushing and pulling against Nico's legs, Chusi rubbed her vent in circles over Nico's still swollen pussy. For both, the pleasure was mild and shallow, but after the time they just had, they welcomed it.

Chusi ran her snout up and down Nico's black neck and face, licking up and down, and running her fangs along Nico's skin. Nico stuck her tongue out a little more and fluttered her eyes, more from drunkenness than pleasure. So shit-faced, Nico enjoyed the red enamel rubbing against her skin. She felt pleasure, but regarded it with distant curiosity, as if it were someone else's. Nico went limp.

Tia yawned again, trailing a finger around a nipple and staring with glazed eyes at Nico and Chusi coupling. Glancing aside, she saw Ciel sitting next to her, watching them as well. Her speech was slurred.

"How'd Maltias and me let you drag us into this life?" Tia asked.

Ciel huffed. "I didn't drag you into anything. It was all Nico and Malya, and you know it!"

Tia shook her head. "I've never seen or heard or whatever the hell else of two sluttier Pokemon in my whole life."

"I always had a theory about that," Ciel said. "I think that kind of totally indiscriminate, lusty hedonism might just be what happens to you if you can change sex at will. And I don't know how they do it, but Nico and Malya just seem to be able to drag anyone they meet into that life, almost without even trying, just like they did to their father, and me, and you, and your brother, and Chusi, among others."

"Yeah, really," Tia said. "Here we all are, normal if there's such a thing. Then those two happen, and suddenly we're all bi, incestuous whores."

"You're saying you want to take it back?" Malya asked.

Tia snorted. "Fuck no! I don't wanna take it back!"

Tia and Ciel watched Nico and Chusi grind pussies for a minute in silence, hearing the Bayleef and Seviper sigh as they did. Chusi draped her head over Nico's neck, hooking her fangs around it.

"I don't get it," Tia mumbled.

"Don't get what?" Ciel asked.

"Nico says he's so scared of Chusi's fangs. But you get him, her, it, shit, whatever--you get Nico plastered and suddenly they're his second favorite part of her."

Ciel giggled and shook her head. "Nico wants to be scared of Chusi's fangs. He makes himself scared of her fangs. He doesn't want anyone to know what he's really scared of. And he doesn't know that I already know."

"Already know what?" Tia asked.

"That Chusi wants have Nico's cub," Ciel answered.

Tia snorted. "That's impossible. Bayleef and Seviper aren't in the same egg group."

"But Umbreon and Seviper are," Ciel replied. "And I don't think I need to explain more. Chusi just hopes it's possible for Nico to knock her up. Nico hopes it isn't because he doesn't like the idea of having to settle down. That's why I invited her, to make sure Nico stays a girl for girls' night out."

Tia and Malya watched as Chusi, and later Nico, briefly tensed and whimpered into the other's necks in tiny orgasms, and relaxed against each other.

"Hey Nico!" Ciel shouted.

Nico yelped and threw her head up, immediately dropping it back down in dizziness, making Ciel laugh. A moment later, Nico raised her head slower and stared somewhere past Ciel.

"Yeah mom?" Nico huffed.

"How about you take Chusi into the kitchen and eat up those cookies Maltias left."

Cookies? What were cookies? A drunken fog rolled through Nico's brain, blotting out the word cookies. With a blink, she remembered, sneered, and imagined kicking her own ass for forgetting her favorite word.

"Good idea," Nico mumbled.

Nico made several attempts to roll over, wobbling when she finally stood. Chusi dropped to the floor and slithered behind Nico into the kitchen.

"I didn't think it was possible for a grass type to get that drunk," Ciel said.

Tia laughed. "Obviously, you don't know much about absinthe. The stuff's almost eighty percent alcohol, and Nico downed damn near a liter of the shit... on top of all the scotch!"

"If Nico can do it, I can do it," Ciel said. "I don't intend to end this day until we're all that wasted."

Tia smiled and stroked down Ciel's neck. "In that case, why don't we grab a few bottles of rum and take em into the shower with Malya."

"Good idea," Ciel said. "Just make sure it's dark. The darker, the better."

As Ciel watched Tia heave herself off the couch and amble to the wetbar, she flicked her head at voices coming from the kitchen.

"These cookies have a weird aftertaste," Nico said.

"Yeah, really," Chusi replied.

--7--

One must have wondered how Ciel and Tia could have slept through Malya's blustering snores, if one was present to witness it. Though it may become understandable if one saw the six empty half-liters of rum on the black laminate end table, two tipped over.

She slept nude, diagonally, with her limbs splayed out to the sides and her hair sticking in all directions. Ciel and Malya scrunched the plaid blankets up against her as they slept on their sides. Malya pointed toward the foot of the bed, her neck bent forward, her nose under a paw. Tia had two fingers inside Malya's pussy lips, sometimes twitching them in her sleep, making Malya twitch her tail. Ciel slept between Malya's legs, her nose just touching Tia's slit. Ciel's antennae twitched with each inhale. The three of them together took up nearly the entire king sized bed.

In her inebriation, Tia forgot to turn the thermostat down. Sweat and other fluids covered the three of them, and the blankets.

A distant crash made Malya snort and jerk her head, pushing Tia's leg. Tia's eyelid's fluttered, struggling to open. She left the ceiling lamp on as well. It pained her head, or maybe it was in pain all along. Tia struggled to push herself up to sit, and winced in pain at Malya's snores. She pushed Malya's head with her foot so it rested upside down. Her snores softened. Tia burped under her breath, bringing up a horrid, rotten taste that let her know she had a stomach ache as well. That, In turn, made Tia notice that her tongue felt numb and swollen, though it wasn't really. Her mouth was just so dry that it felt stuffed with cotton balls. With shaking hands and feet, she crawled off the bed and pulled herself up, leaning against the wall for support. She groaned and clutched her head as her skull throbbed from standing upright.

The kitchen! Water! Aspirin! Effervescents! Eggs and hum bao! Everything needed to soothe a savage hangover was there. Tia stumbled past red shag carpets and amber painted walls into a hallway with butter painted walls and bamboo floors, to the brown linoleum floors of the living area. She waddled, grunting and sighing, into the kitchen, not noticing that the door to the lounge had been kicked in, its lock broken.

Tia flipped on the light and growled while covering her eyes. Seconds later, she slowly uncovered her eyes and looked around for the fridge and the cabinet above it. She looked back to the floor. Nico and Chusi laid on their sides, both stiff as boards, eyes dilated and pulled wide open, and foam covering their mouths. Uneaten cookies lay atop broken glass between them.

Tia blinked and cocked her head. It took her a while to realize what was so wrong with the scene. She looked up, and another human girl stared at her with an aghast expression. She was short, with amber skin and auburn hair beneath a green paisley bandana. She wore antique American army surplus clothes. She held a trademark black with gold-stripes ultra-ball in one hand, and a black sawed off shotgun the other.

"You!" Tia shouted and pointed, recognizing the girl.

Hallie pointed her shotgun at Tia's chest and fired. The boom made her head erupt in pain. The silicone ball struck her between the breasts, making her fall forward on her face. Only after she landed did she feel the agony, as if a vice squeezed her chest. Winded, she couldn't scream. Much as she tried do to otherwise, she could only curl into the fetal position, weep, and cough.

Hallie sighed and shook her head. "That was a bit of a scare."

Hallie stared for a time at the writhing, coughing Tia, wondering why she was naked. She sneered and shook her head, dismissing it as unimportant. "Gotta get out of here quick."

Hallie looked down at Nico and reared back her ultra-ball. She threw it at Nico when the window beside the table shattered, and a black and gold blur flew between Hallie and her prize, grabbing the ultra-ball in his jaws and crushing it.

"Shit!" Hallie shouted, and stepped back.

The creature before her was just as impossible as Nico and his/her mysterious sister. By most accounts, he looked like an Umbreon, but was much too large and stout. Odd as it was, this Umbreon wasn't part of her job. She raised her shotgun and fired again.

The silicone ball struck the Umbreon in the temple, throwing his head back and making him yelp. Hallie gasped and stepped back as the Umbreon shook, glared at her, and snarled as if nothing happened. Hallie furrowed her brow, suddenly recognizing the Umbreon as the same one who sodomized this Nico back in the forest clearing.

In that instant, Skrien gaped his mouth wide open and fired a screeching violet beam filled with spinning black rings. The Dark Pulse struck Hallie in the gut, throwing her through the sliding glass door in the back of the kitchen. Hallie fell off the tiny balcony with its wrought iron fence.

Skrien leaped over the table, through the shattered sliding doorway, and onto the balcony. He looked down in time to see Hallie fall out of a green dumpster, stand, and hobble away through the alley, leaving behind a trickle of blood.

Skrien turned around and looked at his occasional daughter, then Tia. Only she could call emergency services, but was down for the count. Much as he hated to, he had to wait until Tia could move to do anything.

--8--

Tia opened her eyes to the view of florescent light and ceiling panels. She looked side-to-side, at bleach white walls and floors, and stainless steel fixtures. An IV dripped into the back of her hand. She grabbed the stainless rails on her bed and pulled herself up, only to fall back, suddenly sobbing in pain. She reached beneath her white scrubs to find sutures running up between her breasts.

An older, bald man in a white coat rushed toward Tia and pushed her shoulders down.

"Don't sit up so fast, you might break the setting," the man said. "We spend four hours screwing that thing into you, so don't mess it up."

Now she understood! She was in a hospital. But how did she get there?

"I don't remember anything," Tia said.

"You called us last night saying an intruder broke in and shot you. You're lucky that Umbreon of yours was sober enough to defend you, and doubly lucky that silicone ball didn't stop your heart."

Umbreon? She didn't have an Umbreon. Of course! Skrien!

"You were unconscious by the time we arrived. The door was kicked in, and the kitchen window and sliding door were broken. You looked like you dressed in a hurry, and you weren't wearing any undergarments. And all your bedcovers were missing. Your Bayleef and Seviper were drugged with a sedative normally used on Gyarados. And your sternum was broken. We had to screw the pieces into a titanium bar. We can remove it in a few months. Can you tell me anything else?"

No, she couldn't. Or at least, she couldn't tell all of it. She shook her head, trying to make sense of what the doctor said. Nico and Chusi were drugged, but how? The cookies! That girl had to have left them. She should've known. Maltias never typed his notes. But why would they find her dressed, and her bedcovers missing? Skrien! She'd have to thank him for that... many times over. But that would be later. Tia shook her head again, sorting out what she could and couldn't say.

"The woman who broke in," Tia huffed. "She did it. She shot me with a rubber ball. She wanted to steal my Bayleef."

"Yeah, we figured," the doctor said. "We took note of her unusual markings."

Her? Nico was the one drugged, not Malya. Nico must not have turned back into a male yet.

"Your Umbreon refused to leave her side at the Pokemon center until they had her awake and responsive," the doctor said. "Then he rushed here, and refused to leave your side since."

Skrien was there? Tia looked down to one side, then the other, to see the familiar face looking back up at her. Clearly, he wanted to talk, but she couldn't be seen responding to his vocalizations of umbreon as if it were plain English.

"Could you leave me alone with him for a while?" Tia asked.

The doctor nodded. "Sure."

Tia and Skrien watched as the doctor left the hospital room and shut the door behind him. Tie looked down at Skrien, then out the window beside her, only then noticing it. She sighed and watched the rain beating down on the high-rise buildings around her.

"How did you know?" Tia asked.

"I smelled a human female following me in the forest," Skrien answered. "Or at least I thought she was following me. So I later wandered, trying to draw her into the open, but I couldn't find any sign of her. That's when I realized, she was following Nico, not me. And of course, I knew where Nico was. You're damn lucky I got there in time to hear the gunshot."

"How's Nico and Chusi?" Tia asked.

"Nurse Joy fed them some sort of blue soupy stuff," Skrien answered. "They're numb, but they're alert, and they can talk and nod. Nico's actually what I wanted to talk about."

"What do you mean?" Tia asked.

Skrien sighed and jumped up on the bed, lying next to Tia, who put a hand on his head.

"You know, the more time goes on, the more I think maybe it might be best for Nico to get caught. But if that were ever to happen, the only humans I would ever want as my son's masters would be you and Maltias."

Tia looked at Skrien and furrowed her brow, "You'd want us to do that? After what humans did to you?"

Skrien gurgled from deep in his belly, as if still tasting the horrid fluids he was force-fed. He rubbed his chest with a paw, as if still feeling daggers carving strange symbols into his skin. He sighed and lowered his paw.

"Not all of them were bad," Skrien said. "Only the one who bought me was bad, the one who wore those weird rags and stones covered in scribbles. The others were decent enough. The ones who came before were decent, and so were the ones who came after. And you and your brother were always better to us than we ever deserved."

Tia took a minute to absorb what Skrien just said. "Still, you know how much Nico hates the idea. Maltias and me, we keep an eye out on them. We keep them wild because that's what you want. Now you're taking it back?"

"Maybe," Skrien said. "I haven't decided yet. But in the end, it's not my decision to make. It's Nico's."

--9--

Hours had passed. Nico was still mostly numb, and couldn't move without feeling as if she were upside down. Chusi felt the same symptoms. Chusi barely managed to drape herself over Nico's body. They stared into each other's eyes because moving made them nauseous. It was strange, still feeling the physical effects of that drug while being totally lucid. She couldn't change back into a male. Her vision disappeared beyond a foot in front of her. Only Chusi's face was clear; all else was a blur. At the very least, they both could still talk.

"Is that girl going to be back for us?" Chusi asked.

"She was after me," Nico answered. "And no. I think my dad traumatized her too much."

Chusi sighed and closed her eyes. Nico squinted at her, curios that now, even when sober, Chusi's fangs didn't frighten her. Perhaps one drunken lesbian orgy was all she needed to get over such fear. Nico sighed again, this time in anger, as she could no longer use those fangs to evade the subject of why she avoids Chusi.

"Even though I can't feel anything," Chusi said. "It's still wonderful just knowing that I'm touching you. I'd love to fuck male Nico so much. I promise I can give you the best blowjob you've ever had."

Suddenly, what few parts of her body Nico could still feel tensed. Her eyes shot open, and her gut and spine chilled. Her heart raced in fright at the thought of Chusi's fangs sandwiching her cock.

~Fin