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Amethyst’s Christmas Tales

December 2023

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With His Arcanine

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Pip

“Ah, hell…”

Alecai, much of the time, could barely believe what he was doing with his Pokemon, though the trainer had faced more than a few questions about why he had a team of all female Pokemon. It just wasn’t the norm, but trainers and more knew there were “other reasons” for having certain Pokemon on one’s team too. That didn’t mean he was at all going to stop, however, for he liked how things were too much.

The fact that his Arcanine, Ara, was an anthro who had joined his team… Yeah, that was trickier still.

He grunted, clenching his jaw, kneeling behind her by the flickering, dancing campfire as she groaned and ground back against him, wanting him just as much as he wanted her. Of course, she was taller than him, but Ara parted her jaws within the muzzle he’d asked her to wear after the last time she’d incinerated his tent. It was just a safeguard, of course, for the sultry Pokemon simply couldn’t stop herself from releasing Flamethrower at that point of orgasm.

“Mmm… Rrrrggghhhh?”

On all fours, she growled playfully and glanced back at him, though there was no denying what was going on between them with his cock out, brushing it through the soft, red and black fur of her backside. The thick fluff of her rich, creamy tail brushed against his chest, his shirt unbuttoned in the cool of the night air, and Alecai grunted, licking his lips.

“Yeah, yeah, I know…”

He ached for her, but he stayed there, savouring the moment, pumping his cock a couple more times with his hand just to make sure he was more than hard enough for her. Alecai had to be ready, licking his lips again, though the heat radiating from the Arcanine’s body was so great that they dried in no more than a few moments.

The rest of the team was in their Pokeballs, so they had no fear of being interrupted, the tent to their backs and trees bordering them on the right. The campfire remained on the Arcanine’s left side, so Alecai did not grow too warm during their lust, but the flames leapt and danced fervently, not even needing any wood (if it burned out) to stay lit. That was the beauty of a Pokemon’s fire, remaining as long as there was strength in the Pokemon’s body.

Yet, with Caterpie chirping and an owl Pokemon hooting in the distance, Alecai could not hold back for a single moment longer, brushing his hand softly over the fur of her backside. He wished he could have the muzzle off her, but even Ara had agreed it was the better idea. Which was shown, quite clearly, the moment his aching hard-on slid deeply into the hot slickness of her pussy and she snarled, Ember leaping from her muzzle. The flames flickering around her lips, but she couldn’t part her mouth enough to let them loose, which was just as well for both of them.

She ducked her head with a low whine, settling into the moment a little more, comfortable in her position. Ara’s stomach churned with need, her inner fire striving to rise and thrum through her body in a blast no other Pokemon could set free, but she had to be calm and quiet, to take all she could from her trainer while he ravished her body.

Alecai hissed out through his teeth, savouring the moment as he thrust and ground, using the full length of his cock to fill her pussy. She was so hot and tight, despite being larger than he was, though he’d had her many times before – sometimes when he was not even the one initiating it. That at least showed him, quite clearly, it was all something Ara very much wanted too.

“Unff… Ara… Oh!”

He moaned aloud, forgetting himself a little, for they still, more or less, tried to be discreet about their affections for each other. Yet he couldn’t help it, lips parted in a breathy smile, breath tickling over his lips with each drag into his lungs. He thrust, leaning lightly over her backside, though the chill of the night air no longer clawed its way into his bones, not when he was as close to his sweet Arcanine as he was.

“Mmmm…”

He grunted throatily as she rocked her hips back against him, her whole body rumbling with a low growl. It was one of the few sounds she could make through the muzzle, though, even then, he caught her trying to part her jaws against it, falling prey to Pokemon instincts even when she knew it was a bad idea. Some things, after all, just could not be constrained that easily.

But he sank into her wet heat over and over again, not needing to hold on to any level of control with her, for she was more than strong even to take him. Even the brush of his bare hips on her fur, his lower half completely bare of any clothing, was warm, her fur taking on the qualities of her body in a way he believed could not be true for any other Pokemon.

No… Alecai moaned again as he drove into her, his hips bouncing off her backside with every thrust. There was no one in the world who could ever compare to her, not as she tensed her pussy around him, somehow managing to ripple and pull it around his cock.

“Unff… Ara…”

He grunted out a puff of breath, wanting to cum right then and there, though it was too much to cum that swiftly, definitely. Alecai wanted to stay right where he was, even if the hard-packed ground where they’d set up camp was tough on his knees, leaning into her delicious warmth, letting every drop of it sink back into his bones.

She whimpered, shaking her head a little, and he increased the pace of his thrusts again, wanting her. She was closer to the edge than he was and, even if he knew the risks of getting her to orgasm, well…staying behind her if she was at risk of letting off Flamethrower was, technically, still the safest place to be.

“Unff… Nngghhh… Yes, Ara… Ara, you feel amazing…”

Alecai whispered words of praise to his Pokemon as he fucked her, for there was a carnal, crude edge to what they were doing, something he didn’t want to draw back from. It was meant to be coarse and it was meant to drop that softness of love away in the moment, rolling his hips into each and every thrust.

As much as he wanted to savour the moment, however, it was more than difficult to do so with the pleasant grip of her cunny dragging back against his cock. It was as if she didn’t want to let his dick out of her pussy, every time he tried to withdraw, thrusting in shorter and deeper thrusts, keeping his dick as deep as he could bear inside her. More and more of her arousal slicked down around his cock, though it did not deplete the delightful friction of her pussy clenching on his shaft.

He moaned, thrusting harder and harder, letting his dick do the work for him that time, though he may have rubbed her clit if he was trying to get her off more quickly. Maybe Ara had been needier than she’d let on to him, for her hips juddered passionately back to him with every stroke of his cock, her tail wagging and brushing up against his chest, even as he braced for the moment of truth.

For nothing would stop Ara from exploding with lust, her cunt suddenly gripping his cock furiously as orgasm ripped through her, her pussy clenching viciously around his shaft. Yet not even the sudden sharp increase in tightness was enough to slow his rampant thrusts, ragged breaths clawing at his lungs.

The main event, of course, was Ara’s orgasm, her jaws fighting the gag as she let loose Flamethrower regardless. Even though her move had nowhere to go, the tiniest flames tickling at the lines of her teeth, it billowed back up inside her, her belly bloating out and out and out.

“Ah – heck!”

Alecai wasn’t one to swear, not easily, but he still pressed over her, his hand on her stomach just to feel how it swelled, the swirling heat of her Flamethrower pushing against her insides. Of course, the Arcanine was fireproof, so there was nothing for Ara to worry about there, though it was wondrous that her fire could flame and flutter within her belly just like that, reminding him of her power.

Yet her body swelled out more and more as the Arcanine let out a rough, broken howl against the gag, her pussy still clenching and rippling with snapping, snarling force around his cock. There was no stopping it, perhaps the Pokemon letting loose more than one Flamethrower, though, not knowing what else to do, he stilled, eyes on her stomach.

The grip on his pussy was so great it was as if he was still fucking her, her tight passage massaging his cock – though he barely even believed what he was seeing. Stunned, if only for a moment, he exhaled headily, staying buried deep inside her cunny, her sides expanding increasingly.

She ballooned out into a sphere, her arms and legs sticking out in a fashion that was almost comical, yet the tension in her ball-like midriff was immense, the flames grumbling and rumbling inside her.

“Ah… Ara…”

He rubbed her roundness softly, his fingers splayed out over her hide, though her fur was still fluffy and thick there, not growing beyond her limits as she inflated. Dragging his hand back, he grabbed her hips tightly, coming back to himself a little more, holding her down and in place, for she no longer could do that, flames still billowing inside her massively inflated belly.

For that was not enough to get him to stop, getting a soft grunt and yip from Ara’s lips, just to let him know she was okay. He thrust and rocked his hips, pressing down on her hips just to barely keep her in place, though the round edge of her body against the ground meant she rocked back and forth when he was just trying to fuck her. There was a part of Alecai, however, that kind of hoped she wouldn’t have another orgasm while his shaft was crammed inside her.

That might have inflated her beyond what they both, together, could handle… But maybe for another time!

Her nose tipped down as her trainer fucked her, though his pleasure was just as important as hers. He growled as he hammered inside, his skin prickling with need, as if every nerve ending in his body had been set on fire – though thankfully not by the cause of any real flames.

“Mmmm… Yes… Ah!”

He moaned, letting loose as orgasm took him, spending his seed bare into her pussy. Every drop flowed up inside her, though the short, desperate spurts were too brief, even for Alecai’s liking, wanting to take her again almost as soon as he’d finished. He stayed deep, letting her milk his cock for every drop he had to give, raking his fingers through her fur repeatedly just to feel that sensual warmth rolling out from her body.

The Arcanine moaned, shuddering back a little more, her tail wagging once more from where it had softened and stilled. Flames still churned and billowed within her and she, frankly, had no idea how she was going to let them out safely, though the heat blistering through her body ached so deeply Ara didn’t want to release it all. Not yet, anyway.

With her trainer, she was safe, nothing at all to worry her. A trickle of his seed, mixed with the liquid heat of her arousal, drooled from her pussy as he pulled back, Alecai’s lips parted in a light smile.

With his Arcanine, he had so much more to explore…