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So there you have it, I was somehow turned into a Rattata because I couldn't keep my hormones nor my curiosity in check. Some around my age would say that getting turned into a Pokémon would be a boon. Perhaps it could be, even if Rattata are considered "weak," some don't see the finer points. Some of the trainers I've seen passing through often boast about any of the popular evolutions that come from Eevee. A few even understand that the fennecs can live just about anywhere because they have easy access to an evolution that can meet the requirements of a harsh environment. When I was younger, I was no different. During the short time I lived with Barkeep after mum died, I would often play by the natural park not far from where school was. If you walked off the path you could find a colony of Eevee there. Even managed to coax one out from the colony and spent time with it. Her little brother would often tag along, a bit skittish that one, but he was alright. Eventually I had to give it up, the other kids at school were getting too curious about where I went after school and like hell I was going to lead them to the colony.

I'm getting off topic, sorry about that. The point I was trying to make that everybody celebrates how tough Eevee are because they can survive anywhere. Thing is Rattata and Raticate can do it without having to rely on an adaptable evolution. Think: they are everywhere, urban, wilderness and I've even seen some documentaries of them surviving in the desert and tundra. I'll admit I panicked when I first realized what had happened to me. I don't even want to go into all the crap I tried to "snap" myself out of it. Eventually I had to let go of the possibility that I could return to normal, at least on my own. I had mulled over that voice's words in my head several times. At first I was pissed off about what she said. Froslass wanted me to live? Why couldn't I get a stronger form? Pretty sure I could survive just fine if I was running around as a Charizard or something. After I calmed down I started to think a little harder. I wasn't strong in body, however, I am a Rattata. I may not be able to fight off every adversary, but I could survive and in those first few weeks that was pretty much all I COULD do...

*

Lucas's Apartment- Two Days ago

It had been a chore moving all the food Lucas had in the cabinets down on the floor. Mostly for the fact that it felt his body was working against him half the time. It had been hard to replicate how easily he had moved those first few minutes on that first day. Lucas guessed it had probably been the adrenalin and lack of knowledge of his position. Lucas thanked his foresight to fill the big water jug he had lying around with water. The morning after that first day, the water shut off so at the very least he had clean water to go on. The bad news was that he didn't have much in the way of food. He had been between grocery runs, having meant to go sometime over the weekend. During the past few days he had started getting familiar with his body, if he was stuck with it Lucas wanted it to at least work for him. The paws were actually capable of fine manipulation to a limited degree. He found he could hold a pencil the normal way, even a spoon if he gripped it by the handle. Anything that didn't fit neatly into the paw were more problematic, such as the bowls he took out of the cabinets. Lucas had to consent at that point and start using his mouth to carry things. This lead into another issue, a Rattata's need to gnaw on things. The apartment by this point was covered in bite marks from things Lucas had started nibbling on without realizing it. He could keep it in check if he concentrated, but he found the effort just wasn't worth the payout. The best option was just to find a designated spot when the urge came and just chewed on the armchair until he felt himself again.

Lucas shook his head, he had reminisced long enough, his stomach was growling angrily at him. The food he had left were a few simple cereal bars and some stale chips. The water was down to the last quarter of the jug which wasn't going to last considering how much he drank. Lucas took a look towards the unboarded window, the grim thought that he would eventually have to venture out into the elements to find food was something that made his stomach turn. Turning back to his food he started tearing open the wrapper for one of the cereal bars. That time would come soon, he didn't need to rush it.

*

Indigo City: Southern District-Present Day

It was amazing how quickly the process of destruction could devastate the fruits of creation. Buildings, shops and roads that had taken years to create, many more to maintain were suddenly no more. Some still stood, scarred by the initial attacks and rioting, yet even more lay in rubble. Familiar pathways were simply non-existent. This proved a rather vexing problem for Lucas as he picked his way through the broken streets. He had been wandering for the better part of three hours and most of the areas he knew he could hit up for food were either gone or looted. Normally this would have been more of a problem if he was still human. As much as he was loathe to admit, his nose was good for spotting potential avenues for food and for avoiding danger. So far he had dodged a lot of Pokémon he knew that wandered the streets on their own. Problem was they all carried the pink-eyed glow the Froslass had. Lucas had already lost his humanity to one Pokémon, his life was something he wished to cling to. Several more hours of fruitless searching later, Lucas decided to take a break. Stomach growling he managed to wiggle under an awning that was hanging by a few threads where it used to be mounted. For a moment he quietly observed the surrounding area. He could faintly recall what the area looked like. Lucas would actually play with other kids he knew when he was younger. Eyes growing heavy he could actually vividly recalling the games they played, the laughter, the sense that responsibility was far away. After that, some of the darker element started to notice the still bright-eyed hopefuls. One by one they began being roped into their service, beginning work for various gangs, mafias or whatever criminal element they wanted to run with. Barkeep was no saint himself, but he kept Lucas from getting involved with anything that was too bad.

As his thoughts turned to him, Lucas felt a pang of worry. He could take care of himself, just what he saw that first day. All of that violence, he couldn't imagine anyone getting out of it unscathed. Lucas sat up, putting his back against the wall he was pressed up against. He had tried things close, corner stores, fast food, even food carts. All had been picked clean to the point there wasn't anything in the garbage cans. He was making his way to the housing areas to see if he could track down anything there. Looking around again he wasn't confident there may be anything there. Unexpectedly Lucas felt his eyes getting heavy. He didn't want to sleep, he still had a long trip ahead of him to make it to where the housing was. His body refused, working on next to no fuel it was taking the next best option. Cursing his ill fortune, Lucas slid up under the awning as much as he could then curled up. Before long he felt his eyes close then settled into darkness.

Sleep was unexpectedly peaceful for the most part, just a black empty void. When Lucas awoke he actually felt better than he had in days. He touched a paw to his forehead briefly, somewhat stunned why he slept so well. Taking a peek outside from his hiding place he could see his nap had cost him some time. The sun was difficult to spot between the few remaining buildings. Food would have to take a back seat, finding a place to bunker down for the night had to take priority. Thankfully the housing was close by, perhaps he could find both with a little bit of luck.

*

"Damnit!"

Lucas had never had too much trouble finding food if the chips were down. It was usually a small matter of sweet talking a gullible passerby or working for Barkeep for a few hours. Even if a riot happened everybody couldn't have hit everything so thoroughly. He had spent the waning daylight hours housing looking for food, yet had found next to nothing. This wouldn't have bothered Lucas so much if it wasn't for the decimated state the houses were left in. They weren't just looted; they were torn apart, completely defiled to the point that no human being would want to be near it. It was as if the goal was to humiliate the owners instead of to steal anything. There was also the disturbing graffiti he kept running across, sometimes in the image of a serpent like creature or an eye. Lucas hated being around the eyes, they always felt like they were watching him even if he was staring right at one. The last house that was explored was no different with one exception.

Whoever the former occupants were, they had put up a fight before they were taken. Scorch marks adorned the walls, floor and ceiling. There were a few splatters of blood as well. There was little of the pink, sludge like cum so Luke hoped that if the owner wasn't killed he was able to hobble away somewhere safe. It was somewhat funny, hoping for the safety of someone he didn't know. Perhaps it was human pride, as much as every educated adult knew it wouldn't take much for Pokémon to take over if they desired. After all the evidence of their power was all around him. As he was about to jump through the window he had climbed through, there was a glint of light. Curious hope had Lucas decide to check to see if it was something that he could use. Digging through the refuse he found that it was actually a badge of some kind. The face of it was rubbed off slightly with age, though Lucas could make out "ranger" at the bottom.

"No wonder why it looks like a battlefield in here," said Lucas.

If the guy living here had been a Pokémon Ranger, he definitely would have put up a fight before going down. Turning it over in his paws a few times, he put it back down and adjusted it so it stood up right. Lucas wasn't sure why he was doing it, perhaps as a memorial of some kind? Shaking his head he made his exit. Semitism wasn't going to help him find food, still it made him feel a little better about the possibility that someone hadn't been bested by Pokémon.

By the time that the sun set, turning the sky into a pastel tapestry of blue, orange and purple Lucas figured it was time to call it a night. His scavenge had ended in failure yet again, his gut was none too pleased by this.

"Shaddup, I'm doing the best I can..."

Taking a final sweep over the ground he covered, it put in perspective how far away from home he was. Granted he hadn't thought it would take him this much time to find something relatable to food. He wasn't worried that he couldn't find his way back, he worried if he would be able to at all. Sighing he started making his way to the last house on the block he hadn't checked yet. Sniffing randomly his head perked, there was something close by. His whiskers twitched as Lucas felt his heart start to hammer. "There was something close by, something that made his stomach rumble. After finding nothing all day, he bolted in the direction of the food. It took him to the side of the house he planned to hit. It was much stronger here, he could tell what the food was. Apples, he wasn't sure why he knew, just that they were THERE. Lucas continued sniffing around along the ground and the walls of the house until he found where they were. Swinging around into the backyard he found an apple tree with a few of its glorious fruits hanging off it. A few had even fallen on the ground, completely unmarred from their fall.

Throwing caution to the wind, Lucas pounced on the closet one. Lucas had never been fond of apples, they eventually became too sticky for his tastes. At that moment he didn't care if all the food in the world was apples if it meant filling his belly. The first apple was reduced to a core in seconds, bits of apple and juice dripping off his chin. The ever demanding stomach gave a growl of approval, demanding more tribute. Lucas was too happy to oblige and after a few minutes the yard was cleared of any apples. Now that it was all over, Lucas quickly began cleaning his whiskers and face. It wouldn't do to be smelling of apples, which could lead others, other predators and competing...

Lucas squeezed his eyes, trying to dispel that thought process. If he was correct, if nothing else had discovered the apple tree then it would be a problem if too many became aware of it. Just the way he was putting a plan together, it was feral, too feral. Taking a few shaking breaths, the mouse stepped away from the apples. Was he really losing it? Was he just going to turn into a mindless animal that thought of nothing, but its next meal? Looking up at the house, it didn't look quite as inviting as it did when he found the tree. In fact it looked downright foreboding, now that the night sky was completely rolled in.

"Not like I can find my way home like this,"

The backyard door was locked, normally a deterrent, but nothing to a determined Rattata. A few tense minutes of gnawing had an opening that Lucas could comfortably squeeze through. A brief look around showed that everything seemed to be in order. It didn't look like this house had been attacked yet. Perhaps the owner simply hadn't been home so the house was ignored? Sleep was starting to beckon again after his feast so Lucas put the thoughts at the back of his mind for now. There was nothing of interest on the ground level, a kitchen, a living room and what seemed to be some kind of game room. The kitchen was full of food, the cabinets, even the fridge was fully stocked. It was the break he had been looking for all day. Lucas yawned again as he closed the refrigerator door. He was too full from the apples to think about eating again. Climbing up the stairs he found two bedrooms, one was covered in pictures of flowers, the name Sadie on a plaque. The other bedroom read, Mom and Dad in the same handwriting as the one in front of him. Sadie's door was locked tight, but the parents' door was slightly ajar. Exhaustion demanded that he find a place to rest, but curiosity was a deceptively powerful emotion. Lucas felt drawn to it, nose sniffing at the air a little. A musky scent was drifting from that direction starting to make Lucas dread that the house hadn't gotten away scot free after all.

Making his way there was painfully slow, creeping up step by step as to not disturb anything that was in there. Upon reaching the door, Lucas took a deep breath and pulled it aside enough to poke his head inside. The room was inoffensive enough, there was a bed in the middle of the room, and a nightstand to Luca's left. A single lamp was in the right side corner. There were a few depressions showing that large objects had been there, however there was no easy way to tell how long ago they had been removed given the darkness. Sniffing again, the musky scent that Lucas had picked up was stale. He didn't want to think if anyone had used the bed for the purpose he was thinking of, however, it could have been happening before things fell apart. Shrugging it off Lucas gathered the last of his strength and jumped up onto the back post. His legs kicked against it managing to find purchase before he dragged himself up. Settling onto the middle of the bed, Lucas quickly found himself succumbing to sleep. He rolled over for a moment to stare outside where he could barely see the apple tree. Perhaps it would be good to settle for a day or two. Get his bearings and carry the seeds back home. There was always plenty of open lot close to the apartment building and thanks to his teeth he was sure he could crack open enough concrete to get to dirt. If he was clever he would have a constant if dull source of food.

Sleep had been a tricky beast to master since Lucas had changed. Not that he couldn't sleep, it was that he dreamed when he did. That first night had been full of nightmares of what he had seen in the streets. The thought that if he hadn't been home when it happened had terrified him. After he had an entire day to get used to his new form, he started dreaming of something else. For nearly a week, the Froslass had appeared, she would never speak just hug and hold him. Some nights that was all that happened, others they picked up where they left off. No matter what happened he would wake up with an erection so hard it was painful. A little experimentation showed that he actually could reach and jerk off as normal, however, he didn't dare do so. Lucas was afraid that if he indulged in such urges too much his mind may degrade into being a simple Rattata and he had a hard enough time dealing with all the new urges and vices he had acquired. His exhaustion couldn't be denied for much longer, soon his eyes grew too heavy to keep open and Lucas drifted off peacefully.

***

The dreams were murky this time, he was aware that the Froslass was there yet he couldn't see her. Lucas vision was clouded by some kind of blackness, almost like his eyes were closed. No amount of blinking could clear it, so Lucas resigned himself to what was happening. At the very least he could feel her, Froslass' body surprisingly warm for this incarnation. Lips pressed up against his and he responded in kind. His body wrapping around the form that hugged against him. His arousal quickly sprung from its home, grinding up softly against her. Lucas heard soft moaning in his ear, encouraging him to bump his hips against her a little more, eager to find her slit again. Instead he felt a paw against his length, wrapping around it and pumping it slowly. The surge of sensation rushed up his back, causing the mouse to twitch and moan softly. Everything felt better today as though he was actually being touched. His hips thrusted into the paw, his pre coating the paw and his dick quickly. This allowed the movement to become smoother, Lucas finding that his hips were starting to jerk beyond his control to do so. He had never gotten this close before, it almost always ended right before he could feel it. His paws dug into her back, moaning even louder. Lucas squeaked, his entire body stiffening as he felt his cock jerking in the paw that held it, thick ropes of cum squirting over the paw and goodness knows what else. The experience was liberating, like all the tension in his body was starting to melt away. Lucas let out a very satisfied sigh, for a dream that really did feel pretty real.

Wait a second...

Lucas had never cum while he was dreaming, like a running gag he always woke up before it happened. Awareness came slowly when Lucas woke up. He was too tired to move at the moment, body still recovering after more than a week's worth of semen had just been ejected. The blackness from before started to lift, blinking to dissipate it even faster. When it finally cleared up enough what Lucas saw made his heart hammer in his chest. Lying across from him was a Meowstic. It stared at him for what felt longer than it actually was. Lucas brain was screaming that he should be trying to get away. His gut instinct told him to stay put. Considering the last time he ignored the latter his entire species was changed Lucas decided to give it the benefit of the doubt. The Meowstic blinked a few times, its paw still caressing Luca's softening dick, causing him to shudder slightly.

"Can you understand me?"

Not sure how to respond to that, Lucas simply nodded his head. The Mewostic sighed pulling away his paw to wipe it on the sheets.

"Sorry, just I felt someone was here and I just followed it here. I found you moaning in your sleep and you were so hard. I-I don't know what came over me I just couldn't stop myself,"

Lucas could relate, he would usually have to bite down on something to ignore the erection he got from his dreams, sometimes close to a half hour of just trying to will it away. He looked down at his cock, still leaking a little bit from his orgasm. He squeezed his eyes shut again, hoping that he wouldn't feel anything pressing on his mind, signaling he was going to become nothing more than a base animal.

"You don't have to worry about that, I've cum a lot since it happened to me,"

Luca's eyes snapped back open, staring at the Meowstic with a mix of surprise and suspicion.

"You just read my mind? Don't you have to have permission to do something like that?" demanded Lucas.

"I can't control it, sometimes I just pick up random thoughts from things,' explained Meowstic. "I can't really read your mind, just sometimes I pick up a really intense thought sometimes. I really don't know how to control all these powers,"

"Well doesn't that beat all," said Lucas.

"Yeah it does," came the reply.

They sat there for a moment longer, the short conversation helping them to relax a little bit. Lucas stared down again, now inspecting the Meowstic. As he thought the other one was hard too, his dick was surprisingly similar to his own, cone in shame and tapered at the tip. It was a little wider and had tiny little nubs on the sides of it. The faint amount of moonlight streaming through the window showed that it was glistening with a little pre. Lucas gulped at the sight, his own was starting to twitch at the sight. A part of him was disgusted that jerked off by another Pokemon, by the thought how much he had enjoyed what happened. His common sense quickly chastised him, reminding him that if he hadn't been transformed he had been considering Pokephilla anyway. Besides this was a good chance to find out what the hell had been going on in town.

"Hey, do you have a name? Mine is Lucas,"

"Sydney, most people just call me Sadie for some reason. I don't mind either,"

"Alright can you tell me a little bit about what has been happening?"

Sydney started to sit up, he gives the mouse a confused look "How can you not know what has been going on? What have you been doing living under a rock?"

Lucas chose to sit up to, he shrugged "Pretty close, I hide out in my apartment for the better part of a week,"

"Oh that makes sense, well I don't think I can tell you much more than you may have already seen. Week ago it seems like Pokémon just lost their minds,"

Sydney bows his head a little bit as though recalling something. Not knowing if it was his place to ask, Lucas kept silent on the matter. After the pause Sydney started again

"I was home when it all started, my Pokémon just attacked me, then he..."

"He raped you didn't he?"

Sydney nods, there was a bit of a sob in his voice, as though what he was saying was a struggle to get what he wanted to say out.

"I don't know what I did wrong, Hunter and I have been friends for years. I couldn't hurt him, I just kind of let it happen. Maybe a part of me did want it, in some warped way. Just after he finished I passed out. When I woke up I was like this and Hunter was gone," finished Sydney

"Kind of sounds like what happened to me, I wasn't attacked per say though it really didn't feel like I was really in control of what I was doing," said Lucas.

"What Pokémon got you?"

"A Froslass, which one got you?"

"A Flygon,"

Lucas whistled at that information, he couldn't imagine that couldn't have been a pleasant experience whether someone wanted it or not. For a moment, an image of how big a Flygon could be popped in his mind. To his shock he felt his cock start to grow hard again, even a little pre starting to bead at the tip. This wasn't lost on Sydney, whose face broke into a small grin.

"You thought about it didn't you?"

"How could I not? I mean you just randomly jerked me off and I'm...still hard..."

"Well we could do something else, I mean I haven't gotten off yet," said Sydney

Lucas started to scoot back, his paw waving wildly in front of him. No way was he going through with that. It was bad enough that a Pokemon jerked him off, but he was a guy at that! It was a struggle coming to terms with the loss of his humanity, he wasn't going to compromise his sexuality too.

"Look, it's not like I didn't appreciate what you did for me, I...I don't swing that way." He bit his lip, really trying to think how much his cock was stating otherwise.

"Lucas if what you said was right you've been indoors for over a week,"

Sydney closed the gap between them, giving the reluctant male a hard look. Green eyes boring into hazel.

"I've been out there, dodging those freaks with the pink eyes. Believe me if you try to hold it in and those pink eyes get a hold of you than you are done. They will rape you and you will want it to happen, you won't stop them and they will either take you away or worse," said Sydney

"Worse? What could possibly be worse than being raped and being turned into a Pokemon?" said Lucas

"They eat you,"

For a few moments the words seemed dull, said so casually their impact took a little time to actually hit Lucas. The Pokemon eating other people? It wasn't unheard of, however, the reality of that always seemed far away. Something that happened to people that lived far from the cities.

"No way, no fucking way that can't be real," Lucas shook his head "Pokémon, Pokémon just don't do that at the drop of a hat!"

"They do now! I saw it happen, I was out looking for food and a Jellicent got someone. They didn't even fight against it, they seemed to want it as the thing used its tentacles to rape them. When it was done it, just ate them. Like it sucked all the life out of it and they were still cumming when it was happening,"

Sydney was panting when he finished, having even grabbed on to Lucas either to make his point or to steady himself. "You can't go out there thinking you can or can't do something, normal rules don't work out there anymore, you just can't..."

After hearing the story, Lucas realized how petty he was being. It also made clear how much of a disadvantage he was at by staying inside for so long. Who knows how many had been busy trying to survive while he was thinking he could ride it out. Even if it was just a week, that may have been a light year away compared to himself. It would be difficult to imagine what Sydney had gone through in that span of time and come up with a way to justify his reluctance.

"Alright, easy you made your god-damned point. Can you blame me?" Lucas said

"No, I can't I didn't exactly swing the other way either until all this started. If you want to get around sometimes you have to swallow your pride literally," replied Sydney.

"What is that supposed to mean?" thought Lucas to himself. He hadn't thought about it when he was looking for food, but now he felt it was odd how this house was relatively untouched while the rest of the neighborhood looked like the aftermath of a riot. Before he could think longer on it Sydney spoke again.

"I'm not asking you to bend over and lift your tail or anything. You can do to me what I did to you. We don't have to make this too weird," said Sydney

Lucas looked down at Sydney's dick, which hadn't gone down at all. In fact it seems to have gotten even more engorged on blood, appearing larger than ever.

"Okay, fair is fair, just get up against the headboard," grumbled Lucas

"Why do I have to? I mean what's wrong with how I am now?" asked Sydney

"It'll help me get comfortable, I haven't done this much period let alone with another guy,"

Sydney seemed to understand and moved into the position Lucas asked. The kitty spread his legs, showing off his cock on full display. Scooting over, Lucas gently took the leaking shaft in one paw. It jerked at the touch, pre dripping over his paw. Now that he was focusing on it, the scent was pretty strong. It was musky though not very strong, lord knew that Lucas wasn't a bed of roses at the moment but at least Sydney had somehow kept himself well groomed...somehow.

"Nothing is going to happen if you just stare at it you know,"

Lucas gave the speaker a glare "Are you trying to kill any kind of mood I have? Being aroused is eighty percent mental you know,"

"Sorry, sorry..."

Figuring that the best course of action was to get this over with as quickly as possible, Lucas decided to use both of his paws. It takes a few moments, paws groping and lathering the cock with pre. Lucas found himself panting, starting to pump his paws a little faster. His tail swayed behind him, his own cock having revived completely, dripping his pre on the bed. As reluctant as he had been at the start, the longer he did it, the easier it became. Looking up, Lucas was satisfied that Sydney was enjoying it. Sydney's head was pressed up against the headboard, mouth agape as he moaned quietly.

"Like it so far?" said Lucas

He really didn't get much of an answer, just a long groan followed by a growl. Taking the hint Lucas got back to work. So far so good, hopefully Sydney was close and he didn't have to do this much longer. The scent was starting to get at him now. It was starting to become difficult to ignore his own arousal at this point. Watching the cock in front of him twitching, the pre that was sticky over his paws. Something never looked so tempting before. Lucas started to lean forward, mouth opening slightly. He hesitated for just a moment longer, astonished by what he was considering. Was it because he was a Rattata that loosened his inhibitions or was there a part of him that always wanted to try? It would be food for thought for later, at the moment he didn't care. Giving the head a lick, he sampled the pre. It really didn't have much of a taste to it. He continued lapping at it a few more times, before his lips wrapped around the head. His paws took hold on the shaft, keeping it still as he started to bop on it, paws pumping at the same time.

Sydney's hips jerked suddenly, forcing Lucas to ease up a little bit. It was funny he took a small satisfaction in taking control like this. The pre was starting to drool on his tongue, it even felt like it was getting thicker. There was actually a taste now, a little on the sweet side with a salty aftertaste. Actually starting to like the taste, slowly starting to take more into his maw until he reached halfway. He paused there, eyes half lidded as he pursed his lips a little tighter, sucking down the flowing pre. A pleasant shudder ran through him. Taking more of the length in his mouth, Lucas settled there, one paw starting to stroke himself, the other keeping Sydney still.

"W-wait! Lucas stop!"

Pausing for a moment Lucas looked up at Sydney, grunting a little from the order to stop. Lifting his head up he sat back trying to keep the frustration and need out of his voice.

"What is it now?"

"Where did that come from? I thought I was just going to get your paw," said Sydney. Turning his head, the mouse fidgeted a little bit. He had just gotten comfortable with it, however, trying to put the reason he came up with into words was difficult to say out loud.

"I don't know, I just felt like it is all,"

Sydney seems to smirk "Or maybe you just like dick,"

Lucas gave the cat a glare that could have burned through stone, causing Sydney to mewl pathetically and shrink back into the bed.

"Listen, make another crack like that again than you can figure out a way to suck your own dick alright?"

"Okay, that was out of bounds. You didn't really seem to be into the idea at all at the start and then you were going down on me like you've been doing it for years. You are really good if that means anything," said Sydney.

"Okay, if I'm so good than why did you stop me then?" questioned Lucas

"I was gonna cum soon and I really didn't want to cum that way," stated Sydney

"What other way is there to cum? The stuff shoots out your dick,"

"You really are new to this aren't you? I meant I wanted to cum somewhere else,"

What Sydney meant took a few seconds longer to sink in before the meaning took hold. The argument against that immediately surged up in Lucas head, but it died in his throat. After all he just got done sucking on his dick, resisting more at this point would just be burning more time.

"Are you uh saying what I think you are saying are you? I mean I guess at this point I don't mind. I mean doesn't it hurt?" said Lucas

"It does if you rush it too much, you really have to take it slow what I found out. I can tell you it does feel weird at first then after a while it feels really good," replied Sydney

"I find it a little odd that you're able to break all this down, I thought you didn't swing that way?" said Lucas.

"Before all this I didn't, remember when I said you had to swallow your pride to survive out here? I got a bit of an arrangement going. I do a few exotic chores for the people that control the city now and I get left alone," said Sydney

"Is that why your house isn't as messed up as the others? Because you..."

Sydney nods at this "Say what you want about it, I would rather get plowed by a Pokemon for a few hours instead of worrying if I'm going to get eaten if I go scavenging,"

Lucas honestly couldn't blame him for that kind of reasoning. He wasn't sure if he would have been willing to give up sex for security at the start of this, however if he had an alternate means of staying in a safe place he probably would have jumped at the chance.

"Hey Lucas, I know we just met and all, if you want to stay you can. Its not such a bad life so far. They bring me food and all I have to do is do what most Pokemon do for free. Plus I really don't have anyone to talk to. All they want to do is fuck when it comes time to pay dues,"

Thinking on it somewhat, Lucas figured that for the time being it was in his best interest. If it meant a steady supply of food, than his sexuality didn't mean a whole lot.

"Is there running water in here?" said Lucas

"I don't think I would be able to do what I do if there wasn't, I'm usually a mess when it's all over,"

Taking a deep breath, Lucas let out a long sigh "Not that I'm in that great of a position to have a better idea of what to do,"

"So you'll stay?" said Sydney

"Can't hurt, like I said better than what I was doing for myself,"

Sydney gave Lucas a big hug, even nuzzling into his chest a little bit. The gesture felt nice and Lucas felt himself petting along the Meowstic's back.

"Okay I think that is enough of this, now uh which one of us is going to...well...you know,"

"Be bottom?"

Lucas flinched at what was said, he nodded his head eventually. Sydney sat back a bit and looked over at his new companion.

"I was thinking you, if you are going to be helping me you're going to have to learn how to take someone shoving their dicks under your tail. Better to start with me than learning the hard way,"

Lucas eyes narrow a little bit at the explanation, he didn't know why just that the way that Sydney spoke gave him the feeling that everything had been leading up to this. He couldn't exactly back out of it now so he guessed the point was moot.

"Alright, uh what is the best way to do this?"

"Just get on your belly, I'll take care of everything else,"

Obeying the simple command, Lucas rolled onto his belly. He felt paws on his backside, gently lifting it up so he was in a proper presenting position. Despite everything, there was a morbid curiosity about how it would feel like. After all, anal sex with another guy had to feel good at some point. Lucas had trouble justifying a sex life that was nothing, but hand and blow jobs. He could no longer focus when he felt something wet rubbing up against his hole. Stiffening up, his tail lifted up straight. One paw settled on his flank, starting to rub gently.

"You're going to need to relax, it will hurt that much longer if you try to clench up too much," whispered Sydney

"Easier said than done..." mumbled Lucas

The wet feeling intensified, gently he felt something start to push into him. There was a sharp pain, followed by a throbbing warmth. Lucas hissed, biting on the sheets trying to resist the urge to squirm away. Sydney was gentle though, he paused whenever Lucas seemed to react, always asking if he was okay. To say it was intimate wouldn't be far from the truth, of all the ways this could have happened it wasn't so bad.

"Are you putting it in yet?" Lucas tried to turn his head back towards Sydney to see what he was doing. The angle really wouldn't allow him too, so he relaxed and went back to laying down.

"No, not yet. Trying to loosen you up a little with my paw. I mean I could just jump in if you really wanted to," said Sydney.

"Take your time, it's probably going to sting either way. Rather at least get prepared if that is the right word for it,"

Sydney didn't answer, instead Lucas felt his paw squeeze at his dick. It made him forget the dull ache in his ass for a moment. Closing his eyes, Lucas found himself in a curious limbo. Slowly the paw sinking into him actually started to feel good, the muscles clenching around it involuntarily actually made the sensations from the paw on his cock feel even better. Lucas moaned, his hips starting to rock back into Sydney's paw showing that he was starting to get into it.

"How is your first time so far? Does it still hurt for you?" said Sydney

"Its...actually starting to feel good...this what you feel like when you get it?" said Lucas

"Depends on my partner, in general it feels like what you are probably feeling right now. Does this mean you are ready for the next part then?"

"Yeah, I actually kind of want it now,"

For a moment the pleasant feeling of the paw vanished, leaving Lucas with the throbbing ache. It wasn't long before he felt something teasing under his tail. Now sure that it was Sydney getting ready to make that first push, Lucas took his advice and tried to get himself to relax. There was a brief moment before the head started to push in. The sting returned worse than ever this time. His paws gripped at the sheets, back legs scrambling a little.

"T-take it out!"

The request was obeyed and Sydney pulled out. Whimpering slightly, the pain was closer to burning at this point. It took a little while for it to dull down again before Sydney spoke.

"Want to try again? If it hurts too much we can try tomorrow morning,"

"I want to get it done now, if we stopped I don't think I would let myself get talked into this again,"

"Alright, remember try to relax,"

Lucas lifted himself up again, presenting his bottom. The weight resettled and the process started again. It took about three tries, Sydney getting deeper each time before he was finally able to get to the hilt. As much as it hurt, the warmth started to create a tickling pleasure that seemed to travel to his balls and into his dick. Each time Sydney pulled back and thrust back in causing the feeling to intensify. Lucas couldn't stop the quiet squeaks and moans with each slap of their hips together. Sydney wrapped his paws around Lucas body, leaning forward and biting on one of his ears. One paw moved back and gripped his cock, stroking quickly. It didn't take much longer after that, both of them having been on the edge since they woke up, Sydney started to pick up speed, his thrusts rocking them both forward. Lucas gave first, his cock jumping in Sydney's paw, his cum splashing against the bed. It felt even longer than it really was, as his anal muscles clenched over Sydney. These seemed to push Sydney over the edge, while grunting in Luca's ears, the flood started to pump into him. The feeling was a lot wetter than Lucas expected, it was different to be sure.

The weight over his back lessened as Sydney rolled on his side, taking Lucas with him.

"That was intense, how did you like it?" said Sydney, still licking softly at his partner's neck.

"It wasn't bad, took a little getting used to. Was over a lot faster than I thought it would be," said Lucas.

"We were both horny, actual sex really doesn't last all that long when both people want it you know. You shouldn't believe porn," said Sydney

"Probably right," Lucas yawned, his exhaustion returning. He couldn't even really move any of his limbs he was so tired. "I guess we're stuck like this for the rest of the night,"

"I don't mind, it's nice to have some to cuddle with afterwards," Sydney murmured.

Lucas was inclined to agree, he didn't speak anymore after that and after a time he could tell Sydney had fallen asleep. Feeling there was no reason to stay up any longer, the rodent allowed sleep to claim him as well.

End Chapter 2: Urban Scavenge