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Cam wandered aimlessly around the lake. It looked just as clean and serene as he had remembered, though the center was still oddly fuzzy and gray, as if covered in heavy fog. The grass was the same too - it stretched outwards for a ways before fading away into indistinct grayness. The Buizel was splashing in the lake - surfacing, diving under the water, surfacing a ways away and floating on her back, then disappearing into the depths again. Cam spotted the Zigzagoon as well, the small Pokemon half hidden in the grass as she slept soundly. Cam took note of both of them but felt as if he was being drawn somewhere else this time. He continued walking... then spotted something odd as he continued around the curve of the lake.

What looked like a simple log cabin rose from the otherwise flat landscape. It looked like it had been built out of large logs, with a sloped roof and a small chimney poking out of the top. A small window was cut out on one side, though it was covered with what looked like a cheap sheet of plastic, and a door was on the side facing the lake. A small dirt path seemed to lead from the door to the lake, and logs and planks were piled up nearby. The cabin looked complete as far as Cam could tell, but the pile of wood was clearly for more construction.

Curiosity overtook Cam and he walked towards it, soon coming to the simple wooden door. He knocked, not sure what he was expecting, but heard nothing in response. After a moment or two he reached for the simple doorknob to open it...

"Hold on! You can't go in yet, it's not ready!"

The voice startled Cam and he jerked his hand back from the door. He looked behind him towards the sound of the voice and saw a Riolu on the other side of the wood pile. She was leaning over two buckets and stirring them with a paintbrush, though she had paused to call out to Cam.

"Oh... I'm sorry. Is this your house?" The Riolu seemed familiar to Cam somehow, but he couldn't quite remember where he had seen her for some reason.

The Riolu giggled and went back to stirring the buckets before suddenly picking them up. "Well... it's all of ours. I'm just helping put it together, and make it look a little prettier. Wanna help too?" The Riolu stopped a few steps away from Cam and held up one of the cans of paint. She had a cute smile as she looked up at him, and Cam just couldn't imagine turning her down.

"Sure."

"That's awesome!" The Riolu's tail wagged a little as she handed a brush and the can of paint over. She took the brush out of her can and started spreading the paint over the log walls of the house. Cam took out his own brush and began applying paint to the log cabin alongside her, reaching up to get the higher places she couldn't easily reach.

It was only after a few strokes that he realized the paint was a soft pink color. He smiled at it, thinking it would make an interesting color for the cabin.

The Riolu hummed softly to herself as she worked, and Cam found himself enjoying the activity. It was repetitive and didn't require much in the way of thought, so he just relaxed. Every now and then he would step back and see how much they had gotten done, appreciating the slow growth of pink along the otherwise brown and black logs.

When they had gotten halfway through the third side the Riolu suddenly stopped and set her can of paint down. "You've helped out a lot... I should be able to have the rest all painted by the time you come back. Thanks a whole bunch! I'm really glad I got to meet you." The Riolu smiled up at him again, then suddenly ran forward and gave him a hug.

Cam blushed a little in surprise, then he reached down and gave the Riolu a pat on her head. "It was no problem. And it was nice to meet you, too, but I can keep helping, if you want."

The Riolu looked back up at Cam and giggled, not letting go of her hug. "Silly... You can't stay here, you're about to wa..."

Cam jerked awake, the feel of a sudden adrenaline rush leaving him startled and disoriented. He looked around, trying to figure out what was going on...

Another loud cry reached his ears. He sat up and searched for the sound. It was coming from outside the room he was in, down the hall some. He got up... or he tried to, anyways. His legs didn't work the way they were supposed to, and instead of standing he ended up falling face forward onto the carpeted floor.

He sat there for a minute and tried to wake up some more before getting back up.

Gradually Cam realized that he - no, she - was in the body of a Riolu. Sammie was staying over and having the time of her life. Cam had discovered that when he was turned into a Pokemon - or at least turned into a Riolu - he could understand other Pokemon - or at least, he could understand Sammie and Delta - and they had all gotten to know each other better. Cam and Delta had learned that the poor Riolu's trainer thought she was actually male, and that this was the first time in her life that anyone had treated her as just a girl. They had done all sorts of silly things just so she could see what they were like - they had held a tea party, they had watched more My Little Ponyta, they had even played dress up with each other after Delta had discovered some more dresses hidden away in a closet somewhere. That had thrilled Sammie to no end - she had loved the opportunity to dress herself up in something other than the butler's outfit, and she had loved having a perfect twin of herself to dress up and see just how she looked. An entire day had been spent on dress up, and Cam had to admit that the Riolu's joy at the activity had made it a lot of fun for him, too.

Sammie was also overjoyed with Delta. Or Delta as a Sylveon, anyways. Even when Cam got tired and went off to rest the two of them kept playing and having fun with each other. Cam had thought about changing back to human to sleep the first day but Sammie's disappointment at the very suggestion of not having the Sylveon to play with was so great that Cam felt too guilty to change back. As a result Cam had spent the entire week as a Riolu. It hadn't been that bad, actually - she wouldn't have wanted to be stuck as a Riolu, but knowing she could change back when she wanted to let her get past the panic and the confusion of the first few transformations and just enjoy the new experience.

Still, when she suddenly woke up it could be a little disorienting at first.

Cam felt she had woken up enough when another cry reached her ears. She rose to her feet and took the strange shorter steps she had learned worked best as a Riolu, leaning up as far as she could to reach the doorknob and get out into the hallway. The sound was coming from a few rooms down, behind a door left open just a crack.

Cam pushed it open from concern. "Is everything oka..."

Cam trailed off, speechless at the scene before her. Sammie was lying face up and spread-eagled on top of the pink covers of the room's bed. The reason she was spread-eagled was because Delta was holding her that way - each of his four ribbons had grabbed one of her limbs, having the effect of holding her immobile and exposing her to him. Specifically, exposed to his tongue - the Sylveon's tail was wagging furiously as he buried his nose between Sammie's legs and lapped at her slit. The Riolu was squirming in pleasure, or trying to, with her limbs thrashing in helpless pleasure against the fleshy ribbons.

As Cam looked on in shocked surprise Sammie trembled and let out another cry of pleasure. "Oh, yes, Delta, right there, right there!! Aaaaahhhh!"

Cam quickly backed away and wandered back down the hallway, her face feeling uncomfortably warm with what she was sure was a blush that could be seen from space.

Cam wandered around the mansion for a bit before finally heading back to her bedroom. She didn't have anything much to do until Delta and Sammie finished, but her bedroom was as good a place as any. She hadn't actually gone back there since she had played around with Delta earlier in the week. As she walked back to her room she thought back to it and wondered what she would think of the room now. Strangely she found herself thinking about things she could do to pretty it up some - pictures, maybe, or more furniture. She could almost see what her room would look like with the little things added.

Cam opened the door to her room and felt disappointment as she looked over the bland room. She would definitely need to find more decorations. She walked towards the computer to do some searching for better wallpapers - it would keep her occupied while Delta and Sammie were busy, and it would be fun to imagine different room atmospheres. She half wondered if she felt this way from spending more time than usual as a female, or if it was something left over from what Delta had done to her as a Sylveon. When she looked back on it she had realized that she had become more and more willing to try the more feminine things he had suggested after he used one of his fairy moves on her - which probably explained why Sammie had fantasized about a Sylveon - but she couldn't help but wonder if the moves had any lingering effects.

She found she didn't really care that much, outside from a detached curiosity. A better fashion sense wouldn't be the worst thing that could happen. She hopped up in the chair and waited while the computer started up, taking note of the interesting way the fans sounded to her more sensitive Riolu ears, until finally the screen came up to the desktop background. She opened up the internet browser and started searching for different wallpapers... then she got sidetracked by the idea of furniture. Maybe she could add a nightstand by the bed, one that could hold a potted plant or a radio, or maybe a radio. It wouldn't be that bad to have some music to fall asleep to some nights.

Cam looked through a few more pieces of furniture before sighing. She liked the idea of some of them but still felt her room would be missing something, even though she couldn't quite decide on what it was. She tried a few more searches before minimizing the window and looking at her background again.

One of the pictures Cam had taken long ago stared back at the Riolu - a simple sunset scene, but one that Cam was still proud of. She thought about it for a minute, then started digging through the files on the computer. Cam had a lot of pictures saved from over the years - good pictures, bad pictures to remind her not to do such and such, okay pictures that could be better, pictures that had sentimental value. She skimmed through them, only stopping when she came to pictures of bedrooms. She looked at those pictures for ideas of things she might want in her own bedroom.

She got a few ideas from the pictures - maybe a small work desk, or a filing cabinet that she could keep photos in, or perhaps a comfortable chair - before her attention was drawn to a folder she hadn't looked at in a while. She opened it and looked at the pictures stored inside.

They were all pictures from Cam's childhood - from when he was just a boy first learning about the wonders of photography. Most of the pictures were silly and rather bad - a tilted picture of a tree trunk, a blurry picture of a hole in the ground, a solid blue picture that Cam only gradually realized was of the open sky. Cam smiled as she tried to remember what she must have been thinking about when she took those pictures.

There were also pictures of people in the folder. Some people Cam couldn't remember at all - possibly teachers, or a friend of Cam's parents or aunt who had come to visit, or someone who had been on the cleaning crew long ago. But there were four people who Cam still recognized - the first was a young boy, grinning stupidly as somebody took his picture for him. Little Cam, so happy to have his picture taken. Two adults, sometimes looking serious, sometimes annoyed, but usually looking at the camera happily. Cam felt long-buried feelings of loss and loneliness build at the sight of her long-vanished parents, as well as the usual unanswered questions that came with those feelings. And lastly, a young girl about the same age Cam had been in the other pictures. That was Cam's childhood friend, Fera. They had known each other for several years - she had been an orphan; Cam's parents had literally found her in the care of a pack of wild Growlithe somewhere, and had taken her into their home both to care for her and to study her. The Riolu skimmed through a few pictures of the curious girl, remembering how she was always looking around and exploring the house for hidden things, and some of the many times they had gotten into trouble exploring the house together.

That hadn't lasted, though - Fera eventually had to leave, for... some reason Cam couldn't remember now. Cam had a vague idea that Fera was only supposed to be gone for a little while... but a few months after the girl had left, Cam's parents had vanished, too, with no clues as to what had happened to them.

It had been a long time since Cam had thought of any of them, and she still felt a little sadness as she thought back to those times. She didn't want to go through that right now, so she shook her head and closed the folder before turning away from the computer. She looked over the room one more time and tried to force her thoughts elsewhere, trying instead to imagine just where she could put each piece of furniture, or what wallpaper would go best with the designs she had found...

As she looked around the room she spotted something on the side of the bed away from the door. She stepped down from the chair and walked over to peek under the bed and see what it was.

It was a Pokemon egg - the one she had laid earlier this week. Cam had hurried out to meet up with the rest of the cleaning crew, so it had rested here ever since. Cam still hadn't come up with any good ideas for where to put the eggs long-term. So far there were just the two... well, three with this one, but she had a sinking feeling that there would be more before everything was over. The closet wouldn't be able to hold many more of them... but it could hold this one, at least.

Cam picked up the egg and took it to the closet, putting it down beside the other two. She noticed that one of them had fallen on its side - she wasn't sure if it was the first one or the second one, but it wasn't standing up the way it had been. Cam hoped it wasn't because of the cleaning crew - they weren't supposed to have come into the closet, and Cam didn't like the idea of somebody poking around - but there wasn't anything to do about it now. She picked the egg back up, intending to rest it on the long rounded end like the other two, but the feel of the egg made her pause. It was warm, much warmer than the egg she had just set down, and warmer than she remembered it being. She straightened the egg and reached back to feel the other eggs. The egg she had just brought in was definitely colder... but the other egg, the one that had already been in the closet, felt warm. Not as warm as the one that had fallen down, but definitely warmer than the newest one.

She leaned down to put her ear beside the warm eggs and sniffed, searching for anything else unusual. She wasn't sure what she expected to find... but it sounded and smelled just like the cold egg. It looked like one, too. She didn't see any point in tasting the egg - she wasn't sure what could possibly taste different between the shells anyways - which left only the feel of warmth different between the three eggs.

Delta had said that the eggs in captivity had never done anything... but then, he wouldn't necessarily know if they got warmer. Maybe this was normal? Or... maybe there was something special about Cam's eggs, somehow?

Cam stared at the eggs and tried to think of any way she could tell if there was something growing in them. Or what she would do if they did hatch - what would she do with a baby Zigzagoon, or a baby Buizel, or a baby Riolu? That was half of a trainer's team, and they spent their entire day taking care of their Pokemon... there wouldn't be much time for Cam's hobbies if the day was lost to babysitting growing Pokemon. She could get a babysitter, or maybe find a trainer to give them to... but some part of her felt wrong at giving away the eggs. They were still her eggs, after all, even if she hadn't planned for them. And how would she explain where the baby Pokemon had come from if someone asked? She wasn't a trainer or a breeder, so she couldn't just say she caught them.

The human-turned-Riolu was still staring at the eggs when the door opened. A Sylveon pranced in looking extremely pleased with himself; his ribbons bounced as they floated through the air around him. "Hi Cam! Sammie is resting, but she thought I should check with you - it's almost time for her to go back, isn't it?"

"Um... let me check." Cam turned from the eggs and moved back to the computer; it was closer to noon than Cam had thought, and they probably needed to leave soon. "Ack; yes, we need to get ready to go."

Cam went back to his pictures folder and found the saved image of the Riolu in the maid uniform. She had that same lusty expression she always had as she stared at the viewer, and her tongue was hanging from the canine muzzle...

...the jello-like feeling wobbled through Cam's body, and before long she - he - lay naked on the floor in his regular human - and male - body.

Cam pushed himself up off the floor and turned to the Ditto wobbling on the carpet nearby. "Let me get dressed, and then I'll take Sammie home. It should only take a few hours; I'll be home later this evening?"

Delta's wobbling slowed as the Ditto frowned. "Aw... can't I come with you? I'd like the chance to see the town, if I could. And Sammie would probably like the company while we're heading back; you won't be able to talk to her. What if there's something important she needs to tell you and you can't understand her?"

Cam walked back to the closet and started gathering clothes to get dressed with. A comfortable t-shirt and a pair of jeans should be fine for the trip in to town. He grabbed a hat too, just in case the sun was too bright. "Like what? She doesn't really have anything to forget and need to come back for; just her butler outfit, and we'll make sure to get that when we leave."

"Well... like... I mean, that's why it would be important to understand her; we don't know what it would be until it happens. And about that - she's not going to have to dress up in that again, is she? She hated it... can't we give her that maid dress I found? The one that you wore... um... I mean... it just... it would look good on her." The Ditto turned a little red as it blushed. Delta's attempt to avoid mentioning Cam's earlier experiences with the maid outfit wasn't too successful, but Cam didn't mind it too much. He had to admit that it had been a little fun, actually.

"That's... a good idea. Maybe if she's wearing it and looking happier it will be easier to explain to her trainer that she's actually female." Cam finished getting dressed and walked over to where the maid outfit still lay discarded on the floor. He picked it up and sniffed it - despite what it had been through it didn't look or smell dirty. "I wish we had thought of it earlier so I could have washed it... but it doesn't seem that bad. We'll see if she wants it or not, but I have a feeling she will."

Delta moved closer to the outfit, quivering faster in excitement. "See! You've already had something important come up; this is why you should take me with you."

Cam looked back at the Ditto and sighed. "Delta... I don't want to run into problems. If I'm running around town and turn into a Pokemon... well... people are going to see it. That will create a lot of problems for me... and eventually the people who experimented on you will learn about it, and that would be a huge problem for you."

Delta frowned again. "But... that could happen regardless of if I'm there or not. You don't have to walk all over town and show me everything; you can still get in and get out. I just want to go with you too, and see what you get to see. I won't cause any problems or talk to anyone, I promise... it'll be like when we went to the lake to get pictures of that Buizel."

Cam winced at the reminder. "That... didn't turn out too well, Delta. I ended up paralyzed beneath an excited Manectric, if you remember."

"It could have been much worse though! You could have ended up trying to get back home as a Buizel. Other Pokemon might have found you, or worse, a trainer! You could be battling for some trainer, or in a beauty contest, or something like that; having me around keeps that from happening. And there will be trainers around town, won't there?" The Ditto quivered again in excitement, and Cam had to admit it was right.

He bit his lip in thought... but finally he sighed. "You're right. Okay, let's go get Sammie... you can come, but we're coming right back as soon as we drop her off."

Sammie was dozing in the room Cam had last seen her in, and... ...she needed a shower. Her fur was ruffled, she was lying in a pool of drool that had formed from excessive panting, and because of how she lay on the carpet Cam was immediately aware of globs of Sylveon spunk dripping from her stretched femininity down into the carpet under her.

Cam blushed and looked away from her rear (and her tongue) as he knelt down beside the Riolu. He reached for her shoulder and gave her a gentle nudge. "It's time to wake up, Sammie."

The Riolu mumbled something and slowly opened her eyes. "Luuu..." Her mouth opened wide in a yawn before she stood up on unsteady paws.

"It's time to take you home... but... we have time for a quick shower, if you want to grab one." Cam looked towards the bathroom attached to the guestroom they were in; the Riolu's ears turned a little red as she realized the state she was in.

"Riri!" She turned and rushed away; the door closed behind her and the sound of water soon came from the bathroom.

Cam sat Delta down on the floor and put the maid outfit on the bed while he waited. He dug through the dresser until he found an old scrap of a shirt; he wasn't sure who it had belong to but it made for a good towel to clean up the mess in the carpet. When Delta noticed what he was doing the Ditto blushed furiously. "Sorry... we... were pretty caught up in things; I didn't notice we had left a mess."

Cam tried not to blush and instead looked harder at the makeshift towel in his hand. "It's no problem; it's cleaned up fine. He ducked out into the hallway and tossed the shirt into a hamper in a nearby linen closet, then returned to the room and sat down on the bed to wait.

The Riolu didn't take much longer in the shower. The sound of the water cut off and she emerged, her fur wet but otherwise looking very clean. "Rio?"

"No; you're still all wet! Wasn't there a towel in there?" Delta answered whatever question Sammie had asked and formed a crude arrow-like protrusion to point back into the bathroom. Cam was amused at the image and smiled as he ducked into the bathroom to grab a towel. Sammie held her forepaws up in the air as he toweled her dry; her fur fluffed nicely after the toweling.

"There; much better. Come here Sammie, we have a present for you." Cam led the Riolu over to the bed and showed her the maid outfit. "We thought you might like this more than the butler outfit... I was going to try and explain to your trainer that you're not a guy, and I thought it might help if you had some clothes you liked wearing."

"Luu... lurioririlulu!" The Riolu smiled and her floppy tail wagged slightly from excitement as she reached for the outfit.

"She says thank you, and that she loves it much more than the butler outfit." Before Delta had finished the Riolu had pulled on the outfit and dashed back into the bathroom, presumably to look at herself in the mirror.

Cam chuckled and scooped up Delta. "Come on Sammie, you look great. You can see it more in your trainer's mirror when you get home, but we need to leave now if we're going to get there today."

There was a disappointed sounding "Riii" from the bathroom, but Sammie emerged from the bathroom. She looked happy, though; much happier than she had when Cam had first seen her. He smiled and took the Riolu's paw in his hand, leading her out of the room.

Cam stood on the sidewalk and stared thoughtfully at the tree.

The walk to town had been pretty uneventful - Delta and Sammie had chatted happily with each other, and had clearly enjoyed the chance to get out of the house, but Cam had told Delta not to worry about translating everything. It had made things awkward for everybody when Delta stopped and repeated what Sammie had said, then tried to reply to it. Cam didn't really have much to say anyways, and before long the two Pokemon were chatting with each other in their own language. It blended together into a soothing background noise while Cam walked down the simple dirt path to town.

The wind picked up to the point where Cam wished he had a jacket, and a gentle rain began right when they reached town. It left town mostly deserted, and other than a cute redhead playing with a Fennekin, Cam didn't see anyone around town. The woman was obviously a trainer, and if it wasn't for Cam's 'condition' he would have stopped to talk with her, but as it was he averted his gaze from the Fennekin and kept on his way. When he reached the store for the cleaning company he had been surprised to only see one person in the store, but the television on in one corner was reporting a massive buildup of storm clouds that threatened to break any second.

Cam was worried about walking home in a thunderstorm so he quickly said his goodbyes to Sammie. The store attendant was at first horrified to see Sammie wearing a maid's skirt, but when Cam explained that Sammie was actually 'she' instead of 'he', the attendant had blushed and apologized profusely to the Riolu for putting her in the butler's uniform. It was clear how happy Sammie was to be wearing the maid's outfit, though, so it wasn't long before the attendant promised to explain the situation to Sammie's trainer and thanked Cam for all his help.

Cam had said it was his pleasure, and that he would love to Pokesit for the Riolu if the trainer ever needed help again, then the photographer had stepped out into the rain. In the short time they had been talking it had grown from a light drizzle to a steady downpour. Cam wasn't looking forward to walking home in the downpour, but he didn't really have much of a choice, and a little rain wouldn't kill him. He had turned into a water Pokemon, after all; he would obviously survive a bit of rain.

He used the shops and overhangs as cover until he reached the edge of town, and he was prepared to keep going all the way home... but a loud, squawking "Roooooowwww!" rang out from the sky, and a Fearow darted down towards him. Cam would probably have been gashed by the flying-type's sharp talons if not for the slippery concrete beneath him - in his surprise, Cam had slipped and fallen onto his butt. The Fearow had squawked again and circled around before landing in one of the first trees of the small forest that stood between the town and Cam's home. It was hidden by all the leaves, but Cam had the feeling the angry bird was watching him.

"Okay... that's a problem..."

"What is it? I heard a Fearow; is everything okay?" Delta's voice came from Cam's backpack, where the Ditto was hidden from accidental notice.

"Yeah... I... I think it's that same one, actually. He must really be upset about me interrupting his nap." Cam squinted into the tree, but other than a flash of brown he couldn't see anything of the Fearow. "Do you think you could transform into him, and maybe fight him off?"

The backpack shifted a little as Delta moved inside it. Cam hoped that Delta didn't damage the camera that was also inside, but he had bigger worries at the moment anyways. "I don't know... I haven't actually tried Transforming, outside of... err.... the times you've transformed. I might not be able to anymore."

Cam bit his lip in thought. He was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to outrun the Fearow, at least not in the rain... and if Delta couldn't transform, then things would get really bad if he was trapped out in the forest fighting a Pokemon. It normally wasn't a problem - there weren't supposed to be any wild Pokemon in the small woods by the town, and somebody would be sure to drive it off tomorrow - but nobody would in all the rain, and that didn't do Cam any good right now. The Fearow had clearly followed Cam from the larger forest by his house, so it wouldn't leave now just because somebody would chase it away tomorrow.

Cam looked back into town... a sign glowed through the growing rain, advertising an upscale hotel that Cam had taken some advertisement photos for in the past. Cam couldn't remember the ad exactly... he knew it had involved a Torterra, and that the idea had been to imply that the hotel chain had all the comforts of home with the thrill of new places, but beyond that Cam wasn't sure what else had been in the picture. He doubted anyone in the hotel would remember his work or appreciate it... but spending a night in a hotel seemed like a much better idea than trying to outrun an angry Fearow in the growing storm.

The photographer turned and began slugging his way back through town, keeping an eye out for the Fearow as he went, but the annoying bird seemed scared of following Cam into town. There was no escaping getting soaked though. Only a few steps from the hotel door the skies had really opened up and left him as soaked as... well, as soaked as a Buizel pinned beneath a Manectric.

As if to agree with the comparison, lightning flashed through the sky above him, followed by a deafening crash that startled Cam as he turned down the last street before the hotel. Cam darted inside and looked around the lobby as he tried to catch his breath. It was a rich hotel, which wasn't that bad for Cam given how well off he was, but it was a snobbishly rich hotel. They had all sorts of rules just for the sake of having rules. Children were supposed to be asleep by eight, no food in the rooms, no loud music (even though the rooms were soundproofed)... and of course, no Pokemon.

He thought of Delta stashed in his backpack... but he wasn't about to go back out into that storm, and given how strong the downpour had become it was highly unlikely it would stop tonight. At least with the no Pokemon rule he wouldn't have to worry about running into any stray Pokemon... so maybe it wasn't that bad of a place to spend the night in after all.

He pulled his damp hair away from his eyes and walked up to the counter where a bored looking attendant was watching a television across the lobby from him. "Excuse me... I was wondering if I could get a room for the night?"

"Oh, of course - what with the league tournament going on we're empty here. Do you have any preference?" The attendant turned away from the television to look at Cam. His expression as he examined Cam suggested he was less than impressed and didn't think Cam should stay in the hotel, despite it being completely empty.

"Um... One on the third floor would be nice. King sized bed?" Cam frowned a little as he saw the attendant's expression grow more displeased.

"Of course. Will you be staying more than one night?" The man didn't roll his eyes as he asked the question, but Cam could tell from his tone that he wanted to.

"No."

"Very good. If I can just see your ID..."

Cam grabbed his wallet from his pocket and handed his license over, watching the attendant the entire time. The man typed some things in at the computer, then handed back his ID along with a silver key. "Room 337, sir. There is a complimentary minibar with the room, along with a stocked sleepover closet, but please be aware that you will be charged for anything removed from them. Breakfast is served between 7 and 11 am, and the indoor pool and gym are available until 10 pm." The look the man gave Cam clearly implied that he didn't think Cam would know how to swim, use the gym equipment, understand what the times meant, or even understand how to open the closet.

Cam knew his soaked clothes were a little on the comfortable side - he had been expecting a long walk into town and a long walk back, not a social stay in a high class hotel - but he was still annoyed at the man's attitude. "Oh, this place managed to afford an indoor pool? Excellent; I love having a swim when it's storming. I think I'll grab one before bed tonight."

Cam relished the offended look on the man's face as he turned and walked to the elevator.

It didn't take long to find his room, and even less time to stow his backpack by the bed. He unzipped it and pulled Delta and his camera out. He had left the butler outfit with Sammie, so the backpack seemed unnaturally empty as he propped it up against the wall.

"Okay Delta. We're going to stay here tonight... but you'll have to stay in the room; they don't allow Pokemon here."

"Aw... can I look out the window, at least?" The Ditto wobbled on the bed and inched towards the window, the view still obscured by the blinds.

"Uh... sure, we're on the third floor so nobody's going to see you or anything. Though you're not going to have much of a view; it's dark from the clouds, and it's nothing but rain out there anyways."

"That's fine! I'd like to see rain... I could hear it sometimes in the lab, but I never got to see it. Though sometimes a water Pokemon would spray us with water; I imagined rain would be something like that." The Ditto 'slinkied' off the bed and onto the windowsill, squeezing between the blinds. "Oooh... it's pretty..."

Cam blinked at Delta's behavior, feeling a little surprised that it was so impressed by something as simple as rain. "Well... um... I'm going to go out for a bit, but I should be back soon - shouldn't be more than an hour at most. Will you be okay?"

"Uh-huh! I'll be right here!" Delta sounded distracted, as if its entire attention was focused on the view outside, and it had a delighted tone to its voice.

"Okay..." Cam took another look at the window, then stepped into the small closet. A pair of nice robes with the hotel name on the fronts, several towels... and a pair of bathing suits, also with the hotel name and logo on them. Cam grabbed the male swim trunks and ducked out of the room. He was going to swim in the pool, if for no other reason than that stuffy attendant thought he shouldn't.

Cam floated on his back in the indoor pool of the hotel. He had a strange sense of déjà vu from an earlier dream, but there was no Buizel to swim with this time. The glass roof was streaked with the falling rain, and the sound of the raindrops striking the glass above him was a relaxing sound. It was pretty, actually, especially with the random flashes of lightning in the distant clouds. He drifted for a bit before starting a simple backstroke, taking a few laps around the pool before simply floating again. This was nice and relaxing...

A splash at the other end of the pool startled him into turning upright and treading water. He hadn't expected any other people to be there... the jerk at the front counter had said most people were out of town for a big tournament. He looked at the water near the splash to see who it was.

The Pokemon trainer he had seen earlier in town was in the water. She must have dived in; she was under the water but was shooting along fairly quickly, her legs churning the water behind her. Her long hair was covered by a simple red swim cap, but her bathing suit...

Cam's breath caught as he looked over the trainer's body. The suit was a two-piece blue bikini, with the top tied behind her back and the bottoms tied at her sides. It complimented her well - it emphasized her breasts just as much as it covered them, and it definitely emphasized the smooth skin not covered by the garments. Her legs were stunning as they kicked behind her; she soon surfaced for air and started swimming, with each motion of her arms tilting her chest and emphasizing the different curves of her body.

Wow.

That was the only thought Cam could process. He wished he had his camera with him, instead of in the bag back in the locker room. She was simply stunning - he knew from before that she was pretty, but the outfit before hadn't done her justice. For a half-second he wondered why she was in town instead of at the tournament, or even staying in a hotel that didn't allow Pokemon, but then the rest of his body shoved that thought aside with a resounding "WHO CARES!"

She reached the side of the pool and paused, holding on to the side and looking back at Cam with a smile that sent his heart racing, her legs still moving subtly in ways that made his heart skip beats. "Hey there. Like what you see?"

Cam blushed and looked away. "S-sorry... I just... I didn't know anybody else was at the hotel; with the storm they said the place was empty..."

A distant rumble of thunder punctuated the photographer's words, but the trainer didn't seem angry; instead she giggled. "I wasn't complaining, silly. I remember seeing you in town earlier - my name is Violet."

"Oh. Hi Violet. I'm Cam." Cam felt like he should say more; he tried to think of something else to say and finally blurted out the one thought he had earlier. "What are you doing here?"

He kicked himself as soon as he realized what he said, but she didn't seem to mind. She turned onto her back and swam a few feet closer to Cam, at the same time giving him a very pleasing sight of her body above the waters... he realized he was staring and looked away again. "I wasn't qualified for the tournament - I lost my badges - so I thought I would get a head start on next year's tournament, and was traveling through when the storm hit. My Pokemon is in the Pokemon Center, but I wanted to spend a night in a place a little more comfortable. I saw you run into this hotel and decided it would be a good place to stay for the night."

"Oh. Well, um, it's certainly a nice hotel." Cam wasn't sure if that was as lame as he thought it was, and he mentally kicked himself for not having something better to say.

"It is... most hotels don't have an indoor pool but I was glad to find they had one. It's been a long time since I could just swim in a nice heated pool. I was worried my bathing suit had gone out of style."

The thought rose to Cam's mind that she was so hot in it that it couldn't possibly ever go out of style, but he managed not to say that one. He tried to think of something else to say, tried to think of other topics...

As he thought about things related to bathing suits he realized his own bathing suit had gotten tighter against him. Or rather, part of him was trying to press out against his bathing suit. He blushed at the realization, and turned away from the trainer, extremely embarrassed. "Sorry... um... I need to go; I've been here a while, and I... um... sorry." He finished lamely and started swimming to the side of the pool. He thought the trainer might be pouting, and he felt a little bad, but he was too focused on hiding his erection from her to stop.

He ducked into the locker room and into a shower, closing the simple door behind him and turning the water on. He stood under the falling water and blushed while he stared at the tiled wall. He felt like such an idiot.

He stripped out of his swimsuit, kicking it to the side of the shower stall. He stared down at the offending organ that jutted proudly from his crotch. That trainer had been really hot... but still, he should have been able to control himself better. But as he thought about it he realized it wasn't really that surprising. He had been around sex a lot lately... but... not really as a male. His body was probably pent up with feelings he hadn't been able to relieve with a female body... maybe? Or maybe all the time being as a female was making him more desperate to do something as a male.

He felt his dick throb under the falling water and stared down at it, and at the fleshy sack hanging beneath it. Yeah... he really wanted to do something as a male. He had been through enough sex as a woman; he wanted to have sex as a guy. Have a sexy woman under him for a change, with his cock shoved in her and driving her to orgasm.

He didn't really realize his hand had drifted to begin stroking his cock until he let out a groan of pleasure. Yeah... maybe that trainer in the pool... she had looked so sexy in the bikini... he bet she looked even better without it. Her breasts would feel so good in his hands, and she would have a cute moan when he touched her. Her breath would start to pick up, just as his was, when his hands drifted...

A sound from the locker room disrupted his fantasy, and he took his hand away from his shaft in guilty embarrassment. It throbbed in disappointment but he ignored it, trying to squint through the frosted glass door to see who was out there. One of the hotel staff?

Something tan and blurry moved outside the door, but he couldn't make any other details out. It was hard to even tell if the form was close or not. That question was soon answered as the door swung open.

Cam's first thought was that he hadn't locked the door.

His second thought was that he was standing there in the shower with a throbbing hard-on.

His third thought was that Violet was standing just outside his shower, in that sexy bikini, and looking at him. Or, more accurately, at his cock.

Before he could decide which thought to give the most attention to, Violet stepped into the shower and pulled the door behind her - and locked it. "Hi Cam... that was rude of you, to leave me all alone like that. I almost thought you didn't like me, but... that's not the case, is it?" As she spoke she stepped closer and brought her hand up to touch Cam, the soft skin of her hand feeling over his cock before squeezing it gently.

"Violet... w-what are you doing..."

She stepped closer, pressing her body against his and looking up at him, her hand still feeling over his cock while her needy blue eyes gazed into his own. "Shhh... I saw the way you were looking at me... and what it did to your bathing suit. I've been on the road alone for sssooo long, and you look so hot... and your cock is so big and hard..."

She took a step back, letting go of Cam's cock and reaching behind her to the tie of her top. She pulled at the string and the garment fell apart, revealing two deliciously pear-shaped breasts for Cam's eyes. Her nipples were already stiff with arousal, and the shower left beads of water on the beautifully curved flesh. He barely noticed that she had caught the top and was taking something out of the inside of it before letting it fall to the floor of the shower. Cam only had a moment more to take in the sight before Violet stepped forward again and pressed her breasts against his chest. Her hand drifted back to his cock, though this time it continued down to tease at his balls, her fingers rolling them and teasing over his flesh.

Cam found he didn't really care what was going on anymore. There was a hot woman in the shower who wanted him. And he really, really wanted her.

His hands drifted up to her breasts, cupping them and giving them a soft squeeze. They felt just as soft as he had imagined, her nipples pushing back against his palm. He relished the feel of her skin against his hands as she continued to play with his dangling orbs... but suddenly a thought came to him. Normally he liked to play with the larger portion of a woman's breast, but he remembered back to his time as a Buizel. Delta had teased his nipples relentlessly, and Cam had to admit now that it had felt really good. The photographer dragged his hands upwards along Violet's soft skin until he reached the pink areolas topping them, then lightly pinched her stiff nipples between his thumb and finger. He felt her breath against his wet shoulder as she gasped in response, then he shivered as she suddenly bit lightly at his shoulder.

"Mmm... you seem like you want this just as badly as I do..." Violet's hand pulled away from his balls, letting them fall from her grasp, instead taking something from her other hand. The hand moved back to his cock, rubbing it... then Cam felt something slippery slip over it, rolling downwards to cover his flesh. That must have been what she took out of her bra. He couldn't help but moan - the sensations were a little less through the condom, but he could still feel plenty, and there was only one reason she would want him to wear one. Her other hand rubbed down his back and pulled him towards her as she arched her back and pressed closer against him. Her bikini bottoms rubbed against his shaft when it wasn't wrapped in her fingers, and as she drew closer and ran out of room her fingers moved to tease around his tip, daintily dancing against the sensitive head beneath the latex covering. Her hair was soaked from the shower and lay flat against her back, but to Cam it just created a halo effect, a bright red outline surrounding her face.

He tilted his head down and met her lips in a deep kiss, their tongues dancing against each other. He didn't think he could take much more, but he wanted a lot more, so one of his hands dropped away from her breast, instead trailing to the side of her hips. He traced over the soft skin until he found the silky fabric of her bikini, then traced it around to the ties holding it over her hips. He found the end of the string, and with a short pull...

Cam heard the bikini fall to the shower floor, and the feeling of fabric against his crotch was replaced by that of warm skin. He shifted his hips, grinding forward, and felt more skin. A part of him was secretly thrilled by that. So many of his encounters lately had been covered with fur, but Violet must have shaved... it was a nice change, a reminder that he was with a human this time instead of a Pokemon. He wanted to look down and see, take in the sight of her smooth pussy... but her lips continued to work against his, and her hand drifted up to hold the back of his head in place as her lust-filled eyes stared up into his.

Still, though, something tugged at his thoughts. It took him a moment to understand it... but then it clicked. He remembered his time as a Riolu, and how Delta had encouraged him to show off the feminine body, and how good it had felt to know Delta was looking. He broke the kiss with Violet, took a half step backwards, and looked over the trainer's nude form.

She was still just as stunning as she had been in the bikini. Her breasts were heaving lightly as she tried to catch her breath from the kiss. Her belly curved gently downwards... ending in a wonderfully smooth pussy gleaming with drops of water. The lips of her slit were puffy and pink with arousal, and the wet flesh gleamed enticingly in the soft light of the hotel shower room.

As he took in the sight Violet shifted her legs, causing her outer folds to part slightly and giving him a peek of the pink folds beneath. He wasn't sure how Violet felt about him appreciating her beauty - though he knew how he felt about it - but Cam thought he saw a smile out of the corner of his eye. Unable to resist the sight, Cam moved his hand downward along Violet's leg, teasing along her thigh before sliding over and traveling back upwards. He quickly reached the cleft of her thighs, feeling his sex-starved member twitch in excitement at the sight and feel of his fingers caressing her soft flesh. It felt so good against his fingers... smooth, almost spongy, pushing back when he pushed against them... and wet... though if that was from the shower or from her own arousal was impossible to tell.

The sound of falling water was still loud in his ears as Violet closed the distance between them, the movement causing one of his fingers to slip slightly inside her. Her mouth opened in a gasp and her hand moved down his shaft again, gripping it... her other arm wrapped around his shoulders as her legs suddenly shifted, moving up and wrapping around his waist. Her entrance hovered just over the tip of his cock, her hand guiding it to her while his hand held her lips and held them apart...

He groaned as he felt her snug passage push down and envelop his cock. She was so tight... and warm... her walls felt like velvet even through the condom, her passage wrapped around his entire length. Her legs clenched to bring her closer against him and the movement caused her to grow tighter, causing him to gasp again. Her hand moved away from his shaft's base, giving a parting jiggle of his balls before moving up to join her other arm in holding on to his shoulders. He moved his own hand away from her entrance, instead going to squeeze her cheek and support her lower body, with his other hand leaving her breasts to find the other cheek. He lifted her up and spread her apart, feeling her flesh drag along his as her tunnel grasped desperately at his retreating cock...

Violet gasped in pleasure as Cam let her fall back onto him again. He felt his tip push her open as it drove upwards into her, a rush of pleasure filling him. Before she could recover he lifted her again, then brought her down, until she was soon bouncing up and down on his cock.

He held his feet firmly against the slippery floor. He didn't want to fall - that would be embarrassing - and he definitely didn't want to stop. She felt so good, wrapped around him, her body warm against his and wet from the warm water falling onto them. Even still, another thought pushed through the pleasure. The thought of being pushed against the floor of his darkroom by Delta, so long ago, held in place while the male had his way with her...

He turned, carrying the panting woman with him, and stepped forward until her back was pressed against the wall. He held her there and started to move his hips again, his length feeling a satisfying push back against it now that her hips couldn't move away from it. He groaned from the pleasure and she joined him with a drawn out 'oooh' of her own surprised satisfaction. He began to move in earnest, starting slowly but soon building up to a vigorous rhythm of thrusts of his spear into her eager passage. He noticed things he hadn't realized before, things that reminded him of his time as a female. A slightly higher gasp, signifying she liked when his cock struck _there_specifically; a soft moan that meant she liked feeling his cock pull back against that spot. He tried to adjust accordingly, and soon she was crying out in pleasure as he fucked her. Her voice sounded wonderful in his ears as she shouted her joy as his cock drove home again, and again, and again...

He felt a tightening in his balls and a flush of warmth overtaking him. It took a minute to recognize the feeling - he had started getting used to the sense of growing pressure that came with a female orgasm that his 'normal' orgasm seemed strange to him. But he recognized it and pulled her closer, trying to drive deeper and deeper into her...

He also recognized the signs of an approaching orgasm in her, and he slammed again and again against her entrance, trying his best to hit her clit. He didn't think he managed to very often, but in the end she came just before he did. As she threw her head back and cried out to the ceiling he pushed as deep into her as he could and let go, feeling his cock pulse against her walls as it shot jet after jet of his warm seed into her.

Or at least, into the condom. He didn't really care though; he was in absolute heaven. From the sounds Violet was making he had a feeling she was, too.

Cam held Violet tightly in his arms while they both came down from their climaxes, her body warm and soft against his as she panted for air. Finally she gave an unsteady moan and brought her head to rest against his shoulder. "Mmm.... Wow... that was amazing... You're pretty good at that."

Cam blushed, not quite sure what to say. "Thanks... you were something else yourself."

She smiled and kissed his shoulder before she unwrapped her legs from around him and brought them shakily down to the shower floor. Cam couldn't resist another squeeze of her butt before letting go of her. His shaft slipped out of her in what seemed like slow motion, a jolt of pleasure shooting through his overly sensitive head as the walls of her passage brushed against him one last time. He shivered at the feeling and heard Violet moan as well.

The trainer slipped past Cam to stand under the falling water, letting it run over her and clean off the sweat she had just worked up. Her hair clung to her back, falling just to the small of her back, and she made for an impressive figure as she ran her hands through the long strands. "Sorry if I scared you... I'm usually not this forward, but I've just been on the road for a few months now, and my Fennekin was in heat up until a few days ago... and you just looked really handsome back in town, and swimming in the pool."

Cam grinned sheepishly. "It was unexpected... but I'm not complaining at all. It's..." Cam hesitated, not sure how to explain his own feelings. "It's been a while for me, too."

Violet looked over her shoulder with a disbelieving expression. "A cute stud like you, and with the way you just performed? There must be something wrong with the girls in this town."

"Eh heh... it's complicated, I guess. Are you going to be staying in town for long?"

Violet turned ahead again and stretched her arms upwards so the water flowed all around her body. "Well... I don't really have anywhere else I need to be... eventually I'll want to head on to a city with a gym, but... I think I might stick around for a few days. There are some fun attractions here that I'll want to check out some more."

Cam was at a loss for words again, but nodded. "Well... um... if you want, tomorrow you can stay at my place? There's plenty of room, and it'll be cheaper than a hotel. Plus I'd love the chance to get some pictures of your Fennekin, if you don't mind." The words were out of his mouth before Cam could stop them. Too late he realized that was a BAD idea - the last thing he needed was to catch a glimpse of the Fennekin's tongue and transform right in front of Violet.

Violet finished washing off and stepped to the side while Cam tried to think of a way out of the offer he had just made. He failed to think of anything right away - to be fair, the sight of the nude woman stepping closer to him made it hard to think - so instead he stood under the warm water and cleaned his own sweat off. He slipped the condom off his softening cock, holding it awkwardly for a minute while he tried to figure out where he could put it. Violet smirked at him and took the condom, stepping out of the shower to toss it in a trashcan outside. "I'd like that, if it's not a problem... though... I think that's the first time I've had a guy ask to take a picture of my Fennekin. Is that some local euphemism I'm missing out on?"

Cam started to say yes, as a chance to get out of the offer... but he couldn't think of anything off the top of his head that would fit the term. "Oh... um... no, nothing like that. I'm a photographer - I like taking pictures of Pokemon especially."

An understanding "Oooh..." came from the other side of the shower door. "Well, in that case, you're more than welcome to. She's a bit of an attention whore so she'll love the chance to show off for a camera." There was a pause before Violet continued in a sexier tone. "And you're welcome to photograph other things of mine, too, if you want..."

Cam blushed under the flowing water, and he heard laughter come from the other side of the door. "Aw... you're blushing so hard I can see it through this door. Come on and finish up; I'll let you meet Autumn."

Cam turned around to face the water, letting it carry away his sweat, as well as the female juices that had left his skin slick. "Autumn?"

"My Fennekin. I'm sure she'd love to meet you; I was thinking we could go up to your room and let her out?"

"You... you have her here? I thought you said she was in the PokeCenter... you're not supposed to have Pokemon in this hotel." Cam guiltily thought back to the Ditto currently in his own room even as he panicked at the thought of being trapped in a room with Violet and a female Pokemon.

There was a slight snicker from outside the door. "You're not supposed to have sex in the pool showers, either. I lied in case anyone was listening or in case things went badly with you, but the hotel is deserted aside from us. Nobody's going to complain about her yapping and keeping them up. And she's well behaved; she won't burn the place down or anything. It's not going to be the end of the world if she spends one night in a fancy hotel."

Cam gulped, hoping the sound of the water drowned it out. It might not be, but it would be close enough for Cam if things turned out badly. He didn't want to turn Violet away (he was actually very excited about bringing her back to his room), but he also didn't want to be around Autumn too much. He would have to be very careful not to see her tongue... Maybe if he got a moment alone with the Fennekin he could ask it to keep her mouth closed around him.

The door slid open again, revealing Violet wrapped in a towel that covered her hips but wasn't quite long enough to conceal her breasts. "So are you going to stay in the shower all night, or bring me up to your room?"

Cam smiled and turned off the shower, feeling foolish. There wasn't anything to worry about - he was going to have much more appealing things to look at.

The two of them finished drying off and getting dressed - Violet had covered attractive blue underwear with a skimpy blue skirt and a t-shirt that read 'Let's eat Skitty. Let's eat, Skitty. Punctuation saves cats.' Cam had slipped back into his clothes and grabbed his bag before leading the way back to the elevator. Along the way they talked about some of Violet's travels - she had gotten four gym badges in her travels, but while she was camping one night a Mightyena had stolen them. She was convinced the Pokemon belonged to another trainer and had been trying to hunt it down for over a month, but she had finally given up and had started heading on to the next gym, deciding to stop in this town to restock and relax some before trying to collect badges again. Cam had expressed his sympathy and told her a little bit about himself - that he was a freelance photographer who was becoming well known in advertising circles for his work. Before he could say more they came to his room, and after a bit of fighting with his keycard he held the door open for the Pokemon trainer.

Violet stepped into the room and fell onto the bed, her arms and legs spread out (creating a rather pleasant view for Cam), and sighed happily. "Ugh... you have no idea how good a bed feels after camping out in a sleeping bag for a month."

"I can imagine... I've spent some nights out in the woods myself, trying to find nocturnal Pokemon." Cam fell onto the bed beside her, lying on his back and turning his head to face her.

"Yeah... makes you really appreciate a nice soft bed. I'm lucky enough to have a fire type Pokemon, so I'm rarely cold, but even still it can wear on you a little. Oh! Let me show you Autumn!" The trainer sat up on the bed and reached into the small bag she had brought to the pool. She pulled out a shiny black Pokeball striped with red and yellow bands. A sticker of a red flame symbol was at the top of the Pokeball - it was obviously an expensive and well cared for device.

Before Cam could ask what type of Pokeball it was the trainer had pushed a button on it. A red light shown from the round bump in the center, forming on the carpet and gradually taking shape...

"Kinkin!"

A happy looking orange fox turned her head back and forth as she looked around the room. She had large ears and a plump tail, though they were constantly moving so quickly that Cam had trouble seeing much of their details beyond some bits of red among the orange. Her back legs had little tufts of fur in a wing like pattern, and the fur of her chin was a pure white color as the little creature examined her surroundings.

Without any signal or notice the Fennekin decided it was done looking around and hopped up onto the bed. She ran up one side, then back down the other, then hopped into Violet's lap to sit up and look around calmly as if nothing had happened.

Cam couldn't help giggle at the little creature - she was cute.

"Autumn, meet Cam; Cam, this is my Fennekin, Autumn."

Cam smiled but kept his eyes on Violet as the Fennekin yapped out a happy 'kin' sound. "She's really cute! How long have you had her?"

"Oh, it's been almost two years now... She was a present for my eighteenth birthday; my parents knew I wanted to be a trainer but wouldn't let me go on a journey until then. I think they picked a Fennekin on purpose - she's a little bundle of energy, and takes a lot of attention sometimes - but we've been great partners for each other."

Cam smiled and held out a hand to the small fox. Autumn sniffed it curiously, then seemed to ignore it completely, so Cam reached up to pet her head. Her fur was soft and warm, especially around her ears. The Fennekin looked cross-eyed up at his hand, and her tail stopped wagging, so Cam took his hand back.

Violet giggled a little. "Sorry, she takes a bit to get used to new people. Do you mind if I leave her with you for a few minutes? I'm going to run to my room and get some things - toothbrush, more clothes, some treats for Autumn. I don't want to relax too much or I won't want to go get it later, but it'll just take a little bit."

"Uhh..." Cam tried to think quickly. Some time alone would give him a chance to ask the Fennekin not to stick out her tongue - maybe even get Delta to explain it to her, and make sure she agreed. He probably wouldn't get a chance like that again, and he was going to have to face the risk of being around the Fennekin the rest of the night either way. "Sure, that'd be fine. She won't bark too loudly or anything, will she?"

Violet shook her head with a smile. "Nah, she'll be good. Won't you, Autumn?" She tickled the Fennekin's chin with a finger, and the fox Pokemon lifted her head and made an agreeable sounding "Fen!"

"See? I'll be back before you know it." Violet smiled as she picked the Fennekin up and sat her down on the bed, then stood and walked out the hotel room door.

Cam waited until the door had clicked shut behind the trainer before looking down at the Fennekin. "Hi, Autumn... I know this is going to sound weird, but can I ask you a strange favor?"

The Fennekin turned to look at Cam and started to open her mouth to say something....

Cam moved faster than he thought he could, clamping his hand over her mouth before she could open it. "Sorry sorry! But... um... that's the thing; I need to ask you not to stick out your tongue or let me see it. I... um... have this sort of problem, and... it would be bad if I saw it, okay? I'll make it up to you - I'll sneak you some extra treats tomorrow morning if you don't?"

The Fennekin seemed about as shocked by Cam's sudden movement as Cam had been. She looked at the hand touching her mouth nervously, and Cam wasn't sure how much the Fennekin was going to understand... but the fox's ears perked noticeably at the mention of treats. She looked up at Cam, half tilting her head a little. Cam looked back down at her, seeing confusion but agreement in those wide, interested eyes...

Cam felt a sudden panic as he felt a familiar tingle sweep over him. He had enough time to think 'But I didn't see her tongue!' before dizziness washed over him. His skin turned to jelly and he shrunk downwards into his clothes. He was vaguely aware of the Fennekin scrambling away from him as his hand shrunk away from her mouth.

He was soon a formless puddle of goo... then, suddenly, his senses were flooded with heat. He was burning up, every shapeless part of him was on fire, but at the same time he was shivering with cold. His body was hot, feverishly hot, but the air around him was shockingly cold. He wasn't sure if he was going to freeze into a blob of ice or boil away.

Fur started to cover him as legs and a head reformed. The fur changed things - the cold lessened, the heat of his body becoming trapped around his skin and driving away the chill. The heat was still unbearable... until ears sprouted from his head. The heat seemed to flow upwards through him, along his body and through his head and up his ears and then out. It was something he could physically feel as the excess heat flowed out or him... then things felt normal again. He suspected his body was still hotter than normal - Fennekin were fire types, after all - but it wasn't uncomfortable anymore.

Fur continued to grow outwards from his ears - Cam realized that must have been what pulled the heat away from his body - but his attention was pulled elsewhere. A second heat had begun to rise in his body... her body. The heat was focused around her developing vagina, beneath her still-growing tail. It was much different than the other times. She remembered that Delta had told her she was in heat when she transformed, to make sure she would lay an egg, but the other times hadn't felt nearly this bad. This... this was like that feeling she had right before an orgasm. There was a slight pressure, and her still-forming passage was sensitive, and she keenly felt every second of the sensitive region forming... but there was nothing happening. Nothing touching her, nothing spreading her wide, nothing delving deep, nothing inside her, even though she was right on the edge...

Cam forced her attention away from that feeling (though it hung annoyingly in her thoughts and continued to shout for attention) as she realized she could move again. Cam was buried underneath her shirt, and it was dark, but she had felt her ears twitch a little at some sound or movement somewhere in the room. She struggled out from the pile of clothes and shook her head when she realized a sock was hanging from one of her ears. Her balance shifted with the motion, and she fell to the side, hitting the bed with a soft thump. She lay there in surprise for a moment - she had known Fennekin ears were big, but she hadn't realized just how big and heavy they were until she had a pair weighing down on her head.

While she lay there she took stock of the new body. The most noticeable feature was the heat. She still felt a little feverish - as if her body was burning up, which of course it was. The air around her felt cool, but nicely so this time, especially when a breeze or a movement ruffled her fur and brought the cooler air directly against her hot skin. Her ears felt like a pair of furnaces, and the air around them was definitely hotter, but the orange fur inside her ears continued to direct the heat outward and away from her body. It was harder to tell what her tail was feeling, but she had the idea that it was directing heat away from her body too - she had the sudden revelation that the Fennekin's bright red fur was an alert, a warning or a sign to others that those parts were particularly hot. There was the itching, expectant feeling beneath her tail... she ignored that before it overwhelmed her and thought about other things she was feeling. The other noticeable part was the feeling of energy- every nerve felt alert and expectant, and she felt compelled to do something. This body clearly wanted to move, wanted to run and be active.

Cam fought back what she assumed was an adrenaline rush and forced herself to calm down. She carefully got back to her paws and held her ears steady, trying to get used to the strange balance. She was definitely top-heavy, and she knew she was going to have to be careful about how she held her ears and how she walked unless she wanted to fall over again. And she didn't want that, even though it would leave her rump up in the air for any male who wanted... Cam winced and pulled her thoughts back towards her balance. She actually felt like she had a better sense of balance now that she was keeping her ears still - their large size also gave her some extra stability, as long as she was careful about them.

While Cam got used to her new body, Autumn recovered from her surprise. She darted out from behind the dresser and ran around the pile of clothes Cam sat in. Now that Cam realized how much of a problem the large ears could be she noticed the many subtle ways that the other Fennekin, tilted, rotated, twitched and turned her ears. It must be instinctive for the little fox, like when humans swung their arms while they walked; something she only really learned from having that body all her life.

Autumn was also moving a thousand miles a minute - the energy rush Cam was fighting was definitely a Fennekin thing.

"Woah! That was really cool! You'll have to teach me how you did that; I didn't know we could turn into humans! Was that just an illusion? Is that why you didn't want to see my tongue? That's kind of a weird weakness to an illusion but I guess it makes some sort of sense and I don't really know how it works yet anyways so I probably don't know why it makes sense anyways. I've heard Zoruas could do that, but I didn't know Fennekin could! How come nobody told me we could do that? Did it hurt? It looked weird, dissolving like that, but I guess if it was just an illusion it wouldn't be that bad?" The Fennekin was circling Cam, and she leaned forward to poke Cam's side with her nose. "You are real! You did a good job... you even smelled like a human! Well... there was a little bit of a Pokemon smell underneath but I thought it was a Riolu, not a Fennekin... and it was faint; I had just assumed you had been around one earlier. You're really good at that! Teach me, teach me, teach me! I have some twigs and sticks in my room; you can have them all if you show me how to do that!"

Cam turned to face the Fennekin as she ran behind her. "I'm not a -"

Autumn cut her off. "Oooh! You even had clothes! These are real!" The fox shoved her nose into the clothes pile... and right into Cam's underwear. The newly turned Fennekin had a flush of embarrassment as Autumn took a long sniff of the garment's scent. "Wow... they even smell like a human! And like a male! They even smell like a male who just had sex! And I can smell some of Violet in there too... like you had sex with Violet! That's really cool... you paid attention to everything! I didn't think humans had that great a sense of smell, but you went all out! You could fool humans and their Pokemon with this trick! Is that why it smells like you had sex with Violet? You fooled her good, didn't you! Oh man, you have to teach me this, that must have been awesome... last week I wanted sex so badly I would have jumped her if I could, and I could tell it was making her kind of hormonal too, so it would have worked out great for both of us... oh man oh man oh man I can't wait!" Autumn turned back to look at Cam, but her nose stayed caught in the fabric of the boxers and carried them with her, the undergarment swaying with the motion of the Fennekin as it hung half-over her face.

Cam stuttered, trying to find the words to say, but she was having trouble getting her thoughts together as she stared at Autumn with her nose shoved into the crotch of the boxers. She almost shook her head to try and clear her thoughts but remembered not to just in time.

Before she could get her thoughts back in order a sound from across the room grabbed her attention. It grabbed Autumn's attention, too, and she shook Cam's underwear off her head and dashed to look off the other side of the bed. Her expression changed to one of surprise. "Ooooohhh... you're a... a..."

Autumn backed up slowly, her expression changing from surprise to lust. A second Pokemon climbed up onto the bed as the Fennekin retreated slowly backwards. Cam blinked in surprise at the Pokemon that stood proudly on the far side of the bed.

Delta was a Dewott. A medium sized otter Pokemon that stood on two legs like a Buizel, but one that was much stronger looking. His fur was a light blue color on his face, neck and chest, as well as just above his feet, but it was a pitch black color in a skirt-like pattern around his hips. He had a pink nose and black whiskers, a pair of seashells on either leg - Cam wasn't sure if those were part of his body or not - and a prominent light blue shaft that rose from between his legs. It would be even better to have it descending down between her legs, and pushing her right-on-the-edge pussy beyond its current needy state; it would feel so good, and be something more than this unchanging emptiness that was constantly distracting her with need...

Cam barely stifled a whimper as she tore her gaze away from the Dewott's rod. If this was what heat was, she was understanding why it drove Pokemon crazy. It was taking all her willpower to fight off her body's insistent urges.

Delta was grinning at Autumn as he looked her over slowly, his gaze lingering beneath her tail. The Fennekin trembled and pulled her tail downwards, though Cam wasn't quite sure if she was acting from fear or anticipation - this must be her secret fantasy, after all, or Delta wouldn't have transformed into a Dewott. The otter Pokemon leaned forward, his nose just inches away from the fiery Pokemon, and inhaled deeply. "Mmm... spicy... but it's missing something. You're not in heat... but I can smell it in the air; Cam's around here somewhere. You must be the other one... and you're a real cutie, but I'm looking for a more receptive womb right now. Any idea where Cam ran off to?"

Autumn trembled a little more and slowly glanced over at Cam. Cam was still shivering from seeing Delta inhale Autumn's scent, and she gulped as the Dewott slowly turned to look in her direction with a grin. "Mmm... you look delicious."

The Dewott started to walk towards Cam, but Autumn darted to her side first. Apparently the extreme energy of the Fennekin body was enough to overcome the fear - or arousal - that Autumn was experiencing. The little fox was pretty fast, too, at least over short distances. "Wha... what's going on? Where did he come from? He's... ehehe... I've always liked Dewotts... they're so... um... um, hey, answer me, what's he doing?" Autumn poked Cam with her nose, clearly wanting an answer. "Is he your friend? How did you sneak him past the hotel staff? I didn't see any Pokeballs around here; can he pretend to be human too? I don't remember seeing anyone else with you before..." Autumn finally stopped talking when Delta reached Cam, the Dewott towering over the two Fennekins.

"He's not... um... it's complicated, he... ack! Delta, no, stop!" Cam tried to answer Autumn, but the Dewott reached down and began stroking the side of her ears. The feeling was incredible... Delta's skin was cool and damp, and was _just_the right temperature for her hot ears. She couldn't help but shiver at the feeling and her ears moved on their own, raising upwards to let Delta's paw reach the lower portions of her ear.

"Ah, Cam, your objections are wearing thin. You know you enjoy this... I see how your eyes glaze over just from that touch. Imagine how good the rest of you will feel beneath my paws..."

Cam felt the heat in her lower body flare a little more as her imagination followed Delta's leading statement. She almost whimpered, but the Fennekin beside her derailed her thoughts. "What is going onnn! Somebody answer me!" Autumn started bouncing up and down like a frustrated child about to pitch a fit.

"Oh, you'll see soon enough... just calm down and get ready for a great show..." Delta grinned and stepped beside Cam, his paws leaving her ears and trailing down her side... but Autumn's comment had been enough to shake Cam out of her reverie. Cam shook her head, making sure to keep her legs firmly on the ground this time... but the motion caused one of her ears to thwack against the Dewott. It hurt a little, but the startled expression on Delta's face gave her an idea. The energy welling up inside Cam _wanted_an outlet, so she gave it one.

"I said_STOP!_ I'm trying to be polite and answer Autumn's question, and you keep poking me! You can wait a few, okay?!" Cam followed up the statement with a leap towards the Dewott's chest. She didn't expect it to do much... but the tackle surprised both of them. Delta fell backwards, landing on the bed with a 'fwomp' sound, and Cam found her balance right on his chest. She put a paw on his nose and glared down at him. "If you're going to be that rude you can just stay there and wait while I tell her what's going on."

Delta seemed confused, but Cam turned away from him. He would either stay or he wouldn't; she wanted to talk to Autumn before things got too out of control again. The Fennekin was watching her, eyes wide with surprise, curiosity, and... lust? Autumn wasn't exactly staring at the Dewott's erect shaft but it was definitely staying in her field of vision.

Cam started to talk, but Delta began to shift beneath her. She pushed down with a paw on his chest while she watched Autumn. "No! STAY!" She felt a little bit silly trying to order the larger Pokemon around... but it was working so far, and it was keeping him from jumping her. She felt her tail start to wag... and then felt her tail hit his nose. She forced her tail to stop... then, thinking about it, she let it wag again. The tail hit his nose a few more times before he laid his head down enough to keep it out of her way.

The other Fennekin watched the display and suddenly started squirming. Her eyes had gotten even wider, and Cam could almost see the wheels turning in her head. Whatever Autumn had fantasized about before, this was unexpected, and she was clearly enjoying it. The Fennekin stared at the Dewott trapped beneath Cam, then looked up at Cam, meeting her eyes.

A tingle went through Cam's body, and for a moment Cam had the hope she was going to transform back into a human... but nothing happened, and the familiar feeling faded away just as quickly. She blinked - she still didn't feel safe shaking her head - and looked back at Autumn.

"Sorry, I know this is weird, but you can't tell Violet; it's really complicated and it would just upset her and cause problems for no reason." Cam tried to keep a serious expression and impress the Fennekin with the need for secrecy, but the other Fennekin's expression hardened.

"I'm not going to lie to my trainer! Especially when I don't even know what's going on, or just because a Pokemon I've never met tells me to! Who are you, and who is he, and for the billionth time, what is going on?" Autumn's expression shifted to one of frustration, though the swiveling of her enormous ears made it hard for Cam not to giggle at her.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you! I'm not a Pokemon - I'm a human, the one you saw earlier. Delta -" Cam looked down and indicated the Dewott lying below her " - is actually a Ditto, but something was done to him, and when I touched him it affected me. Now whenever I see a female Pokemon's tongue I end up turning into that Pokemon - in this case, you - and he turns into whatever she fantasizes about - in this case a Dewott - and I can't change back until I lay an egg, which happens right after we have sex. So that's why I look like you right now, and that's why you can't tell Violet about this. It would just freak her out, and it's not like I did this on purpose or anything, and I've been trying to find some way to undo it..." Cam trailed off as she realized she was rambling. The energy flowing through her small body made her very peppy, and it was easy to get carried away.

"Oooohhh..." Autumn nodded, as if that made perfect sense. "So that's why you didn't want me sticking out my tongue... but that sounds stupid though... why would seeing somebody's tongue turn you into them? And you didn't even actually see my tongue; you had your hand holding my mouth shut. That was mean, by the way!" The other Fennekin paused to glare at Cam. "Are you sure it's the tongue that does it? From what I remember you started changing after we looked into each other's eyes for a bit."

"I... um..." Cam stopped and thought about it. Could that have been what was doing it all along, instead of the tongue? Autumn was right, it did seem kind of weird... but then there wasn't much about turning into a female Pokemon that didn't seem weird. She would have to go back and look at some of the pictures to find out, but from what she remembered of the Zigzagoon photo the subject had been looking at the camera. "Maybe... I... we really aren't too sure on most of it, to be honest; Delta ran away from the people who did this to him and there's not really a manual for this or anything. We're kind of figuring it out as we go, but we've tried everything we can to change back, and I can't until I lay an egg. After that it seems like I can change back at will, but I've only really turned back into a Pokemon I've already been twice, and... and... look, I know you're curious and have questions and I'd like to answer them, but I don't know much myself. It's just important you don't tell Violet; I know trainers can understand Pokemon sometimes and it would just be too strange. Is that okay?"

Autumn looked at Cam for a moment, thoughtful... then she looked down at Delta and her eyes seemed to sparkle. "Okay... but just one condition."

Cam got a sinking feeling in her chest. "What's that?"

"I get to watch."

Cam felt her ears grow hotter in embarrassment. "Watch... what?"

Autumn looked up from Delta and rolled her eyes. "I want to watch. You two. Get busy, go at it, play hide the Micle berry, do the mambo. I want to see you have sex!"

"You... but... erm..." Cam shifted in place, becoming uncomfortably aware of the itch deep inside her once again. It shouted to just agree, so long as it meant she got sex right now, but she pushed that urge back for what felt like the hundredth time. "Don't you think that's kind of... you know... strange? You wouldn't feel weird watching us... do..."

Autumn moved closer and nudged at Cam. "Hey, I'm not the one who copied somebody's body to have sex with it; you're the one who did that. I don't think you get to say somebody is strange!" She looked down at the Dewott again. "And it's like you said, it's my fantasy... do you know how many times I've imagined a Dewott cooling off my heat? This could be the closest I ever get!"

Cam started to reply, but before he could a jolt of fear ran through him as the handle to the door jiggled. Her ears swiveled on their own to track the sound, and she was aware that Autumn's moved at the same time. Cam panicked. Violet must be back.

Her heart stopped beating... but the jiggling stopped just as soon as it started. The door was locked - it must have locked on its own, when Violet left. Cam felt relief and extreme gratitude that hotel doors locked automatically. Nobody could open the door for Violet until Cam changed back, so they didn't have to worry about her walking in and seeing Cam and Delta.

There was a knock on the door. "Cam, I'm back!"

Cam drooped her ears and tried to hide in embarrassment. Of course, since there wasn't anyone to open the door...

There was silence for a minute, then the inevitable second knock. "Cam? Are you in there? Could you open the door please?" There was silence for a few more seconds before Cam's sensitive ears picked up the sound of Violet whispering to herself. "Am I at the wrong room? I was sure it was this one..."

There was another knock on the door, followed by a whisper. "Auuuutummmmmn! You in there sweety?"

Autumn shot a glance at Cam and tilted her head questioningly. There was no mistaking the blackmail clear in her expression. Either Cam agreed to let her watch... or she would answer Violet and give away everything. Cam flattened her ears and hissed under her breath. "Fine, fine, you can watch!"

Autumn grinned smugly... but she kept quiet. Nothing else came from the door for a bit... then Cam's sensitive ears picked up the sound of Violet talking to herself again. "Strange... I guess this is the wrong room... maybe it was on another floor..." The sound of footsteps grew quieter as the trainer walked down the hallway and Cam breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though they had avoided disaster at the moment Violet would be back soon. She had to turn back into a human fast before that happened. Without wasting another second Cam hopped off the Dewott. She tried not to think too much about what she was about to do and instead gave into the feelings she had been ignoring up until now. The distracting itch beneath her tail consumed her focus and demanded she bend down, lift her tail, and show the Dewott male how badly she wanted him... so that's exactly what she did. Autumn clambered out of her way and sat up with a wide-eyed expression of lust.

She stood there for a few long seconds, waiting for Delta to grab her raised rump and thrust that firm rod into her aching entrance, longing for the heat to be quelled... but nothing happened.

She was literally left hanging, and after giving in to the itch Cam needed something to be done about it. She turned her head back to see what was going on. "Come on Delta, what are you doing?!"

The Dewott was still lying on the ground where she had pinned him earlier. She had the sudden realization that he had been unusually compliant while she was talking with Autumn. Had she hurt him somehow?

That question worried her - and she was a little shocked that her worry came not from concern for her friend, but from the fear that nobody would be able to do anything about the roaring fire burning in her loins. It was constantly distracting, and it was even harder to put out of her mind now that she had given in to it once; it was demanding attention, even the slightest touch, because she was so close, and so desperate, that even the gentle breeze from the wagging of her tail was driving her crazy. She needed some-

Cam moaned as she felt something suddenly press against her entrance. She thought she was going to cum right then and there - she felt so close to the edge - but the touch actually seemed to frustrate her more. Her legs shook a little, and the touch rubbed over her, up and down, up and down, then circling a little...

Cam whimpered as she suddenly realized the touch was coming from her own paw.

She had snuck a paw downwards, in between her legs and to the hypersensitive flesh beneath her tail. Even realizing this she didn't stop moving her paw, but she did try to focus on the Dewott again. That shaft she had seen earlier would feel so much better than her paw... it would reach deep inside her, would...

She shivered and forced her thoughts back on task. Delta was lying there on the ground and... and looking away from her? Why wasn't he watching her, why wasn't he engrossed with her sopping wet pussy? He should be...

Cam's thoughts derailed as she caught sight of Delta's shaft again. The once gloriously hard length of flesh was now flopped limply against his leg. That wasn't right, wasn't fair! She needed that hard shaft inside her! Right now!

Her paw pulled away from her entrance as she whirled around, overcome by the strange feeling of being robbed. She sought out Autumn, but she was still seated off to the side; it couldn't have been anything she had done. Why had Delta gone soft? He had been rock hard earlier. He should still be rock hard; she must have smothered him in her scent when she was thwacking him with her tail!

"What's wrong with you?! Why aren't you hard, and fucking my brains out; the one time I actually want this and you're just lying there?" Cam leaped on the Dewott's chest and glared at him, making sure he couldn't look away from her.

Delta seemed... embarrassed? "I just... don't feel it would be right... you're trapped in the wrong body, and you've always hated this; I don't want to take advantage of you, or put you through that again."

Cam stared at the Dewott below her, completely dumbfounded. "You... wha... that's never stopped you before! You paralyzed me that one time and made sure I enjoyed every second of it! And now we're about to be caught, and my pussy is screaming at me to stuff something warm and thick as far in it as it can, and you're... you're suddenly worried about my feelings?! You didn't care at all not five minutes ago!" She looked away from Delta and back at Autumn. "What kind of screwed up fantasy do you even have? First he comes after you, then suddenly gives up? Who daydreams about that? Sexual fantasies are supposed to involve actually getting sex!" Cam realized her voice had become shrill with frustration, but right then she didn't care.

Autumn seemed just as shocked as Delta. She started to say something, but something just snapped in Cam. The lust-addled Fennekin interrupted Autumn. "No, just forget it! You wanted to watch us have sex, and I want out of this hormone nightmare of a body, so sex is going to happen!"

Cam turned around on the Dewott's chest and leaned down, burying her face in his crotch. At the same time she spread her legs so that they slipped off his chest and brought her belly down against his. "This! This is the first problem! You're always fascinated with my slit so take a good look at it, and feel free to play around with it some while I fix this problem!" Without waiting any longer she gave a lick to the flaccid shaft.

There wasn't much to lick - it had become considerably smaller and retreated into a furry sheath. There was a bit of a fishy taste that Cam didn't care for, but she licked again and again, relentlessly attacking the sheath over and over with strokes from her tongue, determined to force it to yield the pink flesh she longed for.

Her rear remained sadly untouched, but eventually the Dewott's tip emerged from its sheath. Cam let out a pleased murr before engulfing it in her mouth. She felt Delta twitch beneath her and her imagination drifted to how he must be feeling - her mouth was warm and wet enough to quickly cover him in saliva. That didn't say much, considering how small he still was, but she kept working on fixing that. She suckled on the tip, moving saliva around in her mouth and then swallowing, causing the warm liquid to flow around Delta's sensitive flesh before the sudden suction of air pulled at it.

The organ grew in her mouth as more and more of it emerged from his sheath. Cam rewarded it by curling her long, thin tongue around it and dragging along the hardening length. She slid her mouth backwards, letting the cooler air tease some of the newly appearing flesh for a few seconds, then moved forward again to swallow it in the warm confines of her mouth once more. She heard Delta moan behind her and she smiled in satisfaction. It wouldn't be long before he was fully erect and hard as steel, and then he could be moaning while his cock was buried in something even warmer and wetter than her mouth. She shivered in anticipation and started moving faster around his pleasure stick. It was odd to feel something growing larger and larger in her mouth, especially when part of it began to bulge wider, and she almost gagged once or twice as she pushed forward farther than she should have, but she found herself unable to stop. The smell and taste of him was driving her crazy, and she wasn't sure how long she had been moaning around the thickening flesh before she actually realized she was doing it.

She wasn't sure how long she spent stoking the fire of the reluctant male's arousal... but she didn't think it was long before she began to taste something salty amidst the fishy taste. Some part of her mind told her in between bobs that it was his pre; that she had gotten him so turned on that he was beginning to leak into her mouth. The thought just made her bob faster, wanting more, wanting him to fill her mouth with all of his...

"Stop! Stop, stop, stop it!" Something shoved her away from the glorious hunk of flesh she was desperately attached to. She growled in anger, already missing the Dewott's shaft and wanting to replace it with ripped chunks of flesh from whatever had denied her the flood of his seed against her tongue. She looked and saw... Autumn. Autumn. What was she doing?! She... had she changed her mind about just wanting to watch? There was a heavy scent of aroused female in the air, but Cam couldn't tell if it was coming from her or from Autumn. Was Autumn planning to steal the Dewott? Cam wouldn't allow it, she needed him, needed his seed to put out the fire raging inside her.

Before she could do anything more - like attack Autumn - the other Fennekin had scrambled backwards and drooped her ears in a non-threatening fashion. "Sorry... he was close, but if you finish him off like that then you won't be able to have sex with him."

The realization of what she had almost done caused Cam to panic. Autumn was right. Her mouth would have been filled with his essence, but her pussy would still be left empty and aching. Who knows how long it would take him to recover? Violet might even come back before then and try and stop her, and then she would be like this for... for... for far too long. She realized she was panting as she tried to focus her gaze on the other Fennekin. "Th-thanks..."

She turned around so that she was facing Delta again. The Dewott hadn't done a thing with the desperate pussy she had thrown in his face, and that reminder made her both hornier and angrier. His expression was one of stunned shock and aroused pleasure as he stared back at her. She rested both paws on his stomach and looked him straight in the eye. "You're such a jerk... all that work I did on you, and you couldn't even touch me once? Fine then, just keep laying there. I worked hard, I earned that cock of yours, and now I'm going to have it." She closed her eyes and pushed backwards, sliding her hips down the Dewott until she felt a poke just above her entrance.

She had waited enough. She adjusted her angle and slammed back in a single quick motion... then her soaking passage was finally, finally, finally filled with his cock.

She let out a gasp of satisfaction as pleasure radiated out from her passage. The flesh of his shaft was wonderfully cool within her, and every place it touched seemed to sigh with relief. A small puff of flame followed the gasp that escaped her mouth, but she didn't care about that at all. The only thing that mattered was the feeling between her legs - the merciful coolness, the stretched fullness, the rubbing of flesh against flesh deep, deep, deep within her.

It felt wonderful enough that she could have stayed like that all night... but Delta started to shift. She tilted her head back down - when had she looked upwards? - and panicked. Was he trying to get away? No, he couldn't do that; she needed his cock, she couldn't go back to that empty itching! She was so close to relief!

She growled at him and moved her paws so they pinned him again. She knew she didn't have enough weight to actually stop him from pushing her off if he really wanted to, though. She would have to find some other way to restrain him...

She whimpered as she started to pull her inflamed passage off of the cool rod of flesh. She rose until only half of her held him, but that was all she could take. She slammed down again, crying out in glee as she felt every desperate part of her soothed by the male shaft. She felt her muscles contracting but the firm flesh refused to yield to her squeezes; it pushed back like a hard stress ball gripped in a hand. She felt as if she could squeeze the overheated walls of her tunnel together all day and the cock would keep her just as widely spread as she was now.

She felt another sense of relief at that, not having realized how much she wanted that. She heard Delta let out a gasp in response to her squeezes. Or maybe it was from the half thrust she had done? That had felt good too... She shifted again, whining a little as the coolness was replaced with desperate need in part of her... then cried out yet again as she slammed the coolness back in and her need was soothed once more.

That relief was worth the neediness. Again she rose, and again she slammed down, her legs shifting for purchase on the Dewott's fuzzy chest. Again and again, over and over; her mind was lost in the pleasure. This was what she had needed; she had waited far too long for it. She knew on some distant level that some Pokemon could go days or even the entire length of their heat without feeling this relief, and she felt an aching sorrow for them. The soothing feeling was too incredible and the needy feeling too horrible. She thrust back again and again, feeling less and less of the needy feeling each time she pulled away. She felt a kind of sliminess within her after one withdrawal, as if something other than her juices was squeezing in between her walls and Delta's cock... but her hips slammed downwards before she could question it, and this time even more of his wonderful shaft was inside her. After that she didn't care about the new liquid within her - it was probably something about Delta being a water type; all that mattered was that it was letting her feel even more of that wonderful spear of flesh, which meant she wanted even more of it in her. Let it coat every inch of her for all she cared.

She stopped caring about the rest of her surroundings. Violet wasn't even a concern anymore - the trainer could walk in right now for all Cam cared; she could see everything, just so long as this feeling continued. Autumn was only a distant thought - if the Fennekin was enjoying herself with the show Cam was putting on, great, and if she wasn't, too bad. Even Delta was a small consideration - she no longer cared what had happened to him or why he hadn't wanted to take her earlier; all she cared about was that he stayed there and let her have this.

She felt an orgasm grip her - every muscle in her body tensed as she slammed down once more, and her walls squeezed even harder around the intruding shaft. Her vision blurred and pleasure filled every part of her, but it wasn't enough. She needed more. The neediness was still there, still waiting when Delta's shaft left her. So she kept thrusting against him even through the bliss overwhelming her. Just when she thought the orgasm was about to end it redoubled, another one striking her and tearing the breath from her mouth in a cry of uncontainable joy. Then a third, then a fourth...

A groan came from Delta, and a sudden flood of relief reached a part of her she hadn't even realized was aching. It splashed deep inside her, and she could almost hear a sizzling noise as the coolness encountered her inner fire and extinguished it. Jet after jet of liquid splashed deeper and deeper into her... Delta's cum. It felt so good. So soothing. Relief followed the pleasure of her orgasm and she relaxed, her body sagging forward to lie limply on Delta's chest. More and more spurts of his seed entered her body, but she didn't care. The fire, the burning, the need... it was gone. Finally, finally gone.

"That. Was. Incredible." Cam tilted her head just enough to see the other Fennekin again. Autumn was staring with very wide eyes at the two of them, with one paw pushed back between her own hind legs. "Wow... Do I look like that after sex? I've never seen a girl be so forward before, at least outside of a human, but you really took charge! I kind of wondered what it would have been like, after you pushed him down, but I didn't... I mean I didn't think he would let you; he seemed like he was going to... and what you did with your mouth... can you teach me how to do that? I never thought of doing that, but he really seemed to like it... he got hard fast! I mean you were right in his nose and all but_still_! Are you _sure_you're not really a girl Pokemon? I don't think I've -"

Autumn stopped at the sudden knock on the door. "Cam? Autumn? I know this is the right room; what are you doing in there? I've only heard Autumn make that sound once before... open up!"

Cam panicked and moved off the still-unmoving Dewott... but a sudden cramp gripped her belly. She fell to the floor with a startled gasp of pain, but before she could recover another ripple of pain passed through her.

"AUTUMN? Is that you? Are you okay? That's it, I'm opening the door!" There was a scratching sound outside. Cam's mind raced as she tried to think of something to do, anything that would help... the bed! She started to get back to her feet in the hope of getting beneath it... but another wave of pain wracked her body and sent her back to the floor.

Then a double beep came from the door, and the handle turned downwards.

Cam could only watch helplessly as the door swung open and Violet stepped into the room. The trainer held two clear cards in one hand and looked very angry, but as she looked over the sight - the Fennekin guiltily pulling a wet paw out from between her legs, the Dewott lying on his back and wearing a very pleased expression, and an identical copy of the first Fennekin collapsed on the ground in apparent agony - her expression changed to confusion.

"Autumn? Is... is that you?" Violet looked between the two Fennekin. "What's... what's going on here?"

Autumn hopped over to her trainer. "It's not what it looks like! Um... I'm not really sure what it looks like, but it definitely doesn't look like what it actually is, trust me! Cam... um... Cam is out... he's... um... this is Delta, he's a... well..." Autumn trailed off helplessly and looked between Cam and Delta. Cam felt a little grateful for the Fennekin's attempt to cover for them, but it wasn't necessary. They were blown.

Another spasm went through Cam's muscles, then another and another... she felt the impossibly large egg forcing its way through her passage. It was definitely uncomfortable, but it wasn't quite painful. Whatever fluid Delta had coated her walls with earlier was still there and was aiding the egg's passage. Violet stared on uncomprehendingly as Cam gave birth to an egg.

The wide part left her passage and the rest squished out as her tunnel tried to press back together. The egg fell to the carpet, covered in various fluids, and rolled over onto one side. "Is... is that an egg!? Autumn... which... what... I know I wasn't gone that long! What's going on? Are you Autumn, or are you?" Violet looked back and forth between the two Fennekin as if hoping a name would appear on one of them.

Autumn jumped in the air while Cam lay panting for breath. "Me! I'm Autumn!"

Violet's expression changed to relief and she grabbed Autumn, holding her close in her arms. "Okay... okay, that's a little less weird then. I was worried you had... um... where's Cam? Can he explain this?" Violet looked around the room once more and leaned over the bed in case there was a human hiding on the other side.

The sudden wobbly feeling came over Cam before she looked back... but she had plenty of time to notice as Cam's body dissolved back into a puddle of goo. Violet's surprised face was the last thing Cam saw with her Fennekin eyes before everything went black... and the first thing he saw with his human eyes as they developed again. The process seemed to go even faster than the others. In no time at all, Delta was a Ditto once more, and Cam was a naked human lying on the carpet beside a Pokemon egg.

With a very confused trainer staring down at him.

Status Update - Report 145

Subject Echo is a failure.

Despite displaying a rather impressive Rain Dance ability - which has resulted in a significant thunderstorm currently overhead - Echo has displayed the same flaws found in Subject Charlie. Despite multiple mating attempts she has yet to lay a single egg, sterile or otherwise. She is also unable to change from her Lapras form - she seems completely perplexed by the idea that she might even be able to, and all attempts to force a second transformation have failed. As was the case with Charlie, we do not believe she will ever regain human form.

This facility is not equipped to handle a Lapras for any long term period, and as she has proven useless to our goals we suggest discarding her in the same manner as Charlie. The researchers have been tasked with developing a new serum that will produce better results; the guards responsible for Delta's escape have been informed that if Delta is not found by the time the new serum is ready, one of them will become Subject Foxtrot.