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It was just another training day. Just a regular, unassuming day of training my Lucario, the tall and powerful pokémon that I had been friends with for so many years. Nothing was supposed to go wrong. Just like every morning, I was supposed to mega evolve him, give him a few targets to punch, and we'd move on.

So why was I standing here, shaking on my feet, looking down at my own hands - or should I say, my own paws? Lucario paws ?

Why had the Lucarionite glowed such a strange color?

I'd been blinded for a few seconds, and euphoria had washed over me, and it had felt like waking up from a beautiful dream. My body vibrating slightly, my mind feeling sharper and woozy at the same time, and when I opened my eyes again, my Lucario seemed even taller. Then my mind was overloaded.

A plethora of confusing new sensations assaulted me. Smells, auras, sounds, everything came to me slightly differently, enough to make my mind suddenly aware of everything all at once : the filter your brain usually puts between your senses and what they do register, that safeguard of familiarity, had exploded in mere seconds. I whimpered and grabbed my head, the overwhelming sensations mixing until it just became a loud, screeching ringing in my ears. I was shaking on my feet, and breathing hard, and it took a few moments more for my mind to become used to these new sensations.

I was gritting my teeth and frozen in place, and I became aware of the hands holding my shoulders and the voice calling out to me only when the ringing died down. Strangely enough, I heard the rustling of leaves and the faraway tweets of various bird pokémons before the voice became clearer to me.

I opened my eyes and looked up at my Lucario, who was looking down at me with worry in his eyes.

“...Leo! Leo, are you okay? What... What happened to you? It is you, right?”

I blinked.

“I... I can understand you...?” I asked, with a voice that was barely my own, softer, slightly higher.

“I... suppose so. Did you do this...?”

“N-no, I... The... The Lucarionite...”

I looked around, shakily, not even realizing that I was clinging onto Lucario's arms. I found the Lucarionite, shattered, at our feet. The sinking realization was too much for my confused mind to take and my legs, which were already shaking, gave out as I kneeled. Only then did I realize that my hands had become paws.

“What...? Am I... A L... huh...?”

Lucario had followed me down, kneeling in front of me, still holding my hands to keep me steady.

“You... you got taller...?” I asked him.

“No, um... You got smaller. Smaller than me.”

“Okay...”

I shook my head. Now that the initial burst of emotions and sensations had passed, I was able to somewhat regain my senses. I looked into Lucario's eyes again. There was worry in them, and I found myself able to read his emotions more than usual. Worry, and confusion, and, deep down, something a little warmer, too, as he looked me up and down.

“Is there s-some way to reverse this...?” I asked, somewhat uselessly, to the confused pokémon in front of me.

“We'll find something. Let's get you home, okay?”

He helped me get up and I clung onto him, my clumsy paws struggling to balance my body. I squeezed him tightly, face against his fur, still feeling woozy, despite it all. My eyes went up and looked at his face, and our gazes met for a moment as he led me back into the house. He looked like he didn't know how to feel... Just as I didn't. He led me to the couch and helped me lie down, a position that was far easier for me in this new, strange form. I had to move my newly formed tail out of the way, and felt the size of my aura sensors acting almost like a pillow. Lucario was sitting on the edge of the couch and holding my hand, feeling a bit awkward as he had no idea how to make any of this better.

“You... You look so tall... And your voice is so... it's soothing...” I said softly.

Lucario blushed a tiny bit, although I was in no state to notice such a small detail. “Well, you... you look pretty, like this... If it's any comfort.”

“P-pretty?”

I blushed as well, averting my gaze a little.

“W-well, I did turn into a Lucario... Somehow... But I am still a male, I'm pretty sure...”

“I know! You're just... Pretty. Males can be pretty, too. I'm sorry, perhaps you don't like me saying this right now.”

“No, no... Lucario, I've never... I've never understood you this well. Your voice helps me... so much, right now...”

I squeezed his hand a little tighter, and brought it to my face, holding it against my cheek.

What I didn't see, as I had my eyes closed, was his whole body tense up, his tail rising in the air as a very flustered look appeared on his face, cheeks burning bright red. He was so utterly confused, for so many reasons. Emotions and feelings blooming in his heart for this newly transformed trainer, having taken a form that was giving credence and possibility to feelings he'd had for some time, now. Like an instinct calling out to him, seeing this small, adorable Lucario was giving him butterflies. He was controlling himself, trying to soothe his “trainer” in this scary, unexpected moment, but the way he was holding his hand and rubbing his cheek against it was making the pokémon unbelievably flustered.

Moreover, he had no idea how to broach the subject of the very evident change of genders he... she...? had gone through.

It didn't take too long for me to pass out right there, on the couch, holding my Lucario's paw. The transformation had completely exhausted me, and my dreams were strange : I dreamed of waking up and being back to my normal self, and then dreamed of the opposite, dreams within dreams, so many times, exhausting and confusing me until I finally woke up, a slight headache making my eyes hurt.

I opened them anyway, with a sliver of hope in my heart, but found a fuzzy, clumsy body remained where a human one had once been. However... Lucario was also here, sleeping, his head resting on my chest. He was kneeling on the ground and had passed out on top of me. I blushed a little and blinked, not at all used to this kind of affection from my pokémon, who had always been a more serious type... Unsure of what to do, I petted his hair and cheeks, flustered but touched at this adorable display of attention.

I realized at this point that it was night. I was still very, very drowsy, and it didn't take me long to fall back asleep, dreams soothed by his presence.

Waking up the next day, I thought I would get a similar sensation as when I had transformed : ringing, and overwhelming sounds, and confusion... But it didn't go like that in the slightest. When I woke up, Lucario wasn't there. But I felt... Strangely okay. My headache was gone, and I sat up slowly, patting my own chest, expecting to be in pain, yet feeling unexpectedly comfortable. I stood up without really thinking and walked around a little, as if my body had always been this way. I let out a little exhale of disbelief. Oh my god, I was walking. I was moving! My legs felt so strong, and I felt so much lighter than before! I began by walking around the couch, around the table, around the living room, then trotting around, then even jogging around a little, hitting cupboard and chairs along the way, running around the couch, then jumping above the table ! And jogging some more until...

I ran face first onto Lucario, who caught me in his arms. I gasped and pushed myself off of him when I realized what I had just done, slightly embarrassed.

"Well, well. Looks like you're feeling much better already,” he teased, big grin on his face.

“Um... What do you meaaan...?”

“Don't think I didn't see you running around like a puppy. It was adorable.”

"W-whatever..."

I pushed him off a little, and turned around, face all red in embarrassment of having been seen running around like a child. I began to awkwardly move away...

But I felt his two, soft hands gently rub my waist, grabbing and pulling me to him as his body pressed up against mine.

"How did you sleep, then? Is your new body comfortable enough for you...?"

I felt my face burn up even more as his voice was almost whispering right into my ear. I froze completely.

"I... I don't intend to stay like this, you know."

"You don't? But you look like such a gorgeous Lucario... Far more than any other I've encountered," he continued, bringing his maw to my ear and giving it a little nip.

I tensed up, and my eyes went a little vague, as the soft ear biting he gave me brought out brand new sensations in me : a pure physical bliss akin to a head massage, that got me melting in his grasp almost instantly. My breath got a little faster as I shuddered hard, hands squeezing at the air, taken entirely off guard.

"S...stop that..."

"Pretty, pretty girl. I mean, boy, of course... With the way you look, I mistook you for a potential ma-"

"S-stop!!"

I managed to gather enough strength to pull free of his grasp and face him, even with the silly expression and bright blush I had. He was smiling softly, his tail swaying behind him while he looked at me with an intensity I had never seen on his face, and a confidence that disarmed all of my defenses. The touch of his soft hands and his fangs on my ear still lingered on my body, like a phantom bliss that was still making me shiver and made it impossible to retort wittingly.

"W-what's gotten over you, Lucario...?! You've never acted like this... I'm your trainer...!"

"Not much of a trainer left in that little body of yours."

He stepped towards me and I stepped back, ears folded back, fighting against myself to be able to move away from him. My whole body was screaming at me to get closer, but my mind, very much still that of a human trainer, opposed it.

"I'm...I'm still... I'm your trainer..."

"Are you? Give me an order, then. Just like before."

"S...stop what you're doing..."

Lucario stepped closer, completely ignoring me, still smiling.

"Go away...! I s-swear I'll..."

He walked right up to me and I froze as he leaned to whisper into my ear.

"See? Not much of a trainer anymore... Just a shy little pup."

Then he pulled back and looked down at my flustered, frozen face. He said something else to me, in a perfectly neutral voice, and then simply left the house, but I didn't hear it. As soon as he was gone, I walked shakily to the couch and sat down. My heart was nearly beating out of my chest. I clutched my chest, frustrated at the feelings I was having. At how attracted at felt. At how much I was starting to accept this.

At the fact that I almost didn't want to turn back, if it meant I couldn't understand him anymore. If it meant he wouldn't want me anymore. These emotions felt almost foreign ; so new, so strange, and in constant and utter conflict with my human habits that opposed this attraction.

If this is how he acted the day right after my transformation, I dreaded to think what he would do next.

**

I didn't see him again until the night fell. I wasn't worried. He would always usually go out and train on his own, or do whatever. In fact, I was scared of the moment he'd come back.

When I heard the door open, I jumped. I heard his familiar steps and froze, as I was standing in the kitchen, trying my hardest to use my big clumsy paws to get food. I dropped everything as soon as I heard him come closer, fork and the leftover tupperware of rice falling to the ground in a clatter.

"Fuckfuckfuck-"

"Hello, "trainer"."

I gasped and turned around, facing the large pokemon who had just come in. This was the moment I had feared all day, his gaze always in the back of my mind while I was figuring out how to do menial tasks in this new body. He came in, seeing the mess I had just made and simply picked it up in front of me while I walked back, breath becoming slightly erratic. By all accounts, I should not have felt like this around him. We had grown up together. We knew each other so well. Yet... It's like something was being revealed from within him now that he saw me in this new form.

Yet as these thoughts raced through my mind, images and flashes of what he had done to me the day before plaguing me, he simply stood up with the Tupperware and fork in his hand. Lucario fingers were bigger and the thumb less dextrous, but opposable fingers still allowed him to do a lot. Such as, picking up my mess.

"You'll get used to these new hands. Just follow my advice, okay?"

"Huh? Oh... O-okay."

"It's not about the strength of your grip. You have to be more delicate than with the thin human fingers you had before."

Lucario guided me through the process. We sat down at the table and he taught me how to hold a fork properly. I didn't really have time to feel embarrassed, with how focused I was. He was strangely normal, this time around. At least, that's what I thought.

I didn't notice the looks he gave me every time I wasn't paying attention.

He'd stare and smile softly. It didn't even feel wrong for him to want his trainer so bad... If he even could call him his trainer anymore. His tail wagged discreetly as he thought of how he'd fluster and tease and play with what he decided would be his mate. It was only a matter of time. He'd noticed the uncontrollable wagging of tail, the blushing, the bliss, and the anger that hid all of those. Lucario was feverishly attracted to this new, smaller form Leo had taken. He'd always felt some sort of attraction towards the ex-human, but seeing one of his kind, so adorable, so pretty, made him fiercely protective and possessive. His tail would thump slightly against the chair as he could barely contain his excitement. He would get his due. He would get his mate. And he'd have so much fun doing it.

By the end of the session, I had much better control over my hands and finer motions with them. It was honestly a little frightening how fast I was adapting, how much I was learning in such a short time. But there was so, so much more to learn. I was holding out hope that Lucario would help me through it all, that... whatever had happened that morning was purely accidental.

When I was finished eating and thanked him, I got up, now able to move around almost as easily as before. I went to left the kitchen, but suddenly saw two hands slam against the closed door as I was going to open it, one on each side of my head.

"Turn around."

"L... Lucario...?" I asked, my voice instantly breaking into a quiver from the tone he had taken, like a traumatic flashback that was sending my brain into overdrive.

"Now."

I obeyed. Surprisingly, I just obeyed. I turned around, my back against the door. And I just stared at him. He just grinned. Possessively. Almost ferally. I was frozen.

"You did sooooo well today, you know. You've been such a good, good girl."

My ears lowered and my breathing almost entirely stopped, but not of my own will. My tail had gone between my legs and his gaze was so powerful that it felt like it was physically pinning me against the door. His words echoed endlessly in my head, filling my chest with warmth, blood rushing to my head.

I had no idea what was happening to me. His face was so close and he was chuckling slightly, his breath close enough that it was rolling on my lips.

"There's much more I will teach you..." he whispered deeply. "My pretty little girl... I'll take good care of you..."

His hand went to my belly and I finally gasped at that touch, which was soft, but felt like an electric discharge on my sensitive body. He was so close. So, so close. His hand petting my belly and chest, first, moving slowly upwards, and finally, gently grabbing my neck.

Thoughts invaded my mind. Thoughts of the softness of his lips. Of the taste of his tongue. Of...

I whimpered and pushed back against his chest suddenly, with a strength I didn't know I still had, putting him just at arm's length. He kept smiling. I was shaking like crazy. His hand still around my neck. Not squeezing. Not gripping. Just...there. Enough to make my legs squeeze and quiver. Enough to make every word an almost impossibility to utter.

"Y..you're...insane...L...let go..."

"Or what?"

"Or I'll...i'll...g..guhhh.."

"You're a mess, "trainer". You can't speak. Your little legs are barely holding you up. How about you wrap them around my hips and let me carry you?"

"S...shut up!!! Shut up, shut up! You stupid...mutt...dumb, idiotic dog... L-leave me alone...!"

"Fine."

Still with that cocky smile on his lips, he let go. Just like that. Took a step back. I fell on my knees almost instantly, and he chuckled, a humiliating, dominant, "told-you-so" kind of chuckle. I felt angry, so angry, but so needy, and ANGRY at how needy I was, how much I had needed more, more, more. I could barely breathe.

"Need help getting up?" he asked, smugly.

"No t-thank you..."

Spitefulness gave me the strength I needed to get back up and somewhat face him. This time, I was the one to leave. I left, and went to my room, and struggled to lock the door, fiddling with the far too tiny lock, my hands shaking so much I could not focus on the lessons he'd given me minutes prior. I gave up on it, thinking that I'd just give him a good kick if he dared to come in during the night.

Sleep did not come to me much during that night. So many times, I thought I heard him come in. So many times, I dreamed of his kissing me. Pushing me against the wall, holding my neck. Everytime I'd fight it, everytime I'd lose. Lose, lose, lose, and give in.

The night was long and exhausting. But that's also when I realized another part of me had drastically changed. Perhaps it had been like this since I had taken my new form, but I found myself having something quite different between my legs, any mark of masculinity gone from that part of me, too, replaced with an unmistakeably female set of genitalia. It added to my layers of torment. I don't know if it explained anything, but it panicked me for a surprisingly short amount of time before that, too, was included in my dreams. But when the dreams veered in that direction, all desire or ability to sleep had been driven out of me.

I was terrified to go out of my room. I could sense that he was sleeping on the couch, like a third sense I didn't have before. I was terrified of talking to him again. And I was angry at that fear.

I needed to confront him. To explain to him that what he wanted from me wasn't possible. That he needed to help me get back to my original form. I steeled my resolve. With how much of a smartass he was being, it wasn't going to be easy, but I was going to explain everything to him, calmly. This isn't possible, I thought. It has to end, and Lucario can't get any wrong ideas.

By the time the sun was up, I knew what I wanted to say and how to say it. I was deathly afraid of going out there and seeing him again, but when I heard him yawn and stretch, knowing he was awake, I took the opportunity and went out of my room. Maybe if he was drowsy, he wouldn't have time to be all cocky.

"Hey, Lucario..."

"Mmm?"

I walked in, meeting his sleepy gaze and freezing for just a moment before I went up to the couch. "I... need to talk to you about something," I said, very matter-of-factly, and sat down next to him, at a safe distance.

He scooted a little closer to me, but I didn't let that bother me too much.

"Lucario, listen, about wh-"

"You look so cute this morning..."

The words I was prepared to utter simply stopped right in their tracks. With my mouth half open, I stared at him, blinked, feeling the slight warmth of a blush grow on my cheeks.

"H...huh...? N-no, Lucario, I-"

"No, really," he continued, bringing his soft hand to my cheek and petting it while looking into my eyes. "Your fur's all messy and ruffled, and it makes you look adorable."

My lip quivered a little before I closed my maw in defeat. Again, my heart had began to pound away in my chest and I felt myself tense and flustered. He was so much softer, this morning. Less cocky, less smug, more... confident, and tender. What had he imagined ? That I had said yes to his stupid ideas the day before? B-because he certainly acted as if all this was normal... And I couldn't think of a way to retort anything. I got lost in his eyes, his beautiful red eyes, and couldn't look away, utterly hypnotized.

"...So? What is it you wanted to tell your Lucario?"

"I... I just... I don't t..think..."

I couldn't keep talking past this point, looking down with a very, very embarrassed expression. I wasn't fully attuned to my new aura senses yet, but I could still feel some of his emotions, in the form of vague sensations. It was an intense warmth, but a gripping warmth, like a burn that would never fade. It was distracting me, and I couldn't speak anymore.

"Mmh? You don't think what...?"

"..."

He continued to rub my cheek, and brought his paw to my chin, softly, making me lift my face to meet his gaze once more. I was clenching my fists hard to try and control my shaking.

"You know you can be honest with me..."

I had to look into his eyes. I couldn't look anywhere else.

My heart wavered for just a moment ; half a second, if even that, and that was all it took for powerful emotions to flood my heart. Like a dam being broken, the simple question of "what if...? what if I just let go?" entered my mind and I couldn't avoid it anymore. I couldn't ignore my feelings. My heart hurt and my head spun as he held me there and I barely noticed him getting closer. Once more, so close. Face to face.

"You're breathing hard, Leo..."

"..."

"Your face is burning up," he continued, whispering, "And your heart rate is through the roof. Is it because I'm so close...?"

His lips right in front of mine. I couldn't move. I couldn't think. I was infatuated. Everything he did. Everything he said. Every soft-spoken word.

"If I didn't know better, I'd say you've fallen for me..."

"N...n-no..." I protested, a sliver of my conflicted humanity still left.

"No...?"

He straightened up, and kissed my forehead, gently. Then he licked and nipped at the side of my ear. I gasped, more loudly than I thought I would, and my first reflex was to push against his chest : but I had no strength left, and ended up simply putting my paws against his fluff as he robbed me of all will to fight. His little nibbles and low murr made me melt.

Lucario smiled, for he knew he had won. The little shivering puppy between his paws, whimpering without even realizing she was doing it, brought to such a state with a mere few words and a nibble, was proof enough that he hadn't really needed to convince her too much. She had already been crazy about him. Otherwise, she wouldn't be subconsciously petting his chest. She wouldn't be wagging her tail so much. He revelled in the effect he had simply from softly biting at her ear, his paws travelling to his lover's waist and holding her. Lover... He liked that word a lot. Perhaps she hadn't accepted it yet, but she was his already. She belonged to him. Actually... There was a better word than lover. A word that truly expressed that she belonged to him now...

I was lost in a sea of bliss for an eternity before I realized what was happening. I blinked and exhaled hard, as if I hadn't been breathing for minutes. I pulled away, more softly than before, and looked at him. He was calm, but his gaze was intense.

"What's wrong?"

"Lucario, w...what are you doing...?"

"Simply tending to your needs."

"N-needs...?! I don't... I don't need this..."

"Your body says otherwise. You need me."

"No, no... I... I was a human, remember ? I..."

"Was?"

I froze. I had misspoken. A terrible, terrible mistake.

""Was", huh... You've already accepted it. Accepted that this is you, now. Accepted that you're mine."

"No, no... Wait... I'm not... Y-you are...!"

His hands had trailed to my wrists. My meek attempt at breaking free was pointless and arrived too late, as I had been tipped on my back. Lying down on my back, my hands pinned on the couch on each side of my head, I watched him get above me, kneeling on the couch. I whimpered, turned my head to the side as he looked down at me. I couldn't move in the slightest.

"You're mine."

"N...no... Let go..."

"I'll make you mine. My good girl. My mate."

And with those words, he gave my exposed neck a long, slow lick. I gasped hard, and moved my head to try and get him away from there, to try and stop this madness, but I was now looking straight up. And he took this opportunity to kiss me.

My eyes shot wide open. I pushed on my wrists, my legs kicking at the couch for a moment, indignant and stupefied. But my feet slowly stopped moving. My erratic, intense breathing settled as he kissed me once, twice, never breaking contact. Three times, four times. My arms losing strength, eyes glazing over. Five... Six... Kiss... After kiss... After kiss...

My body relaxing. Pure bliss. My Lucario... My mate... N-no...

Kiss... Another kiss... More... A slight pause, for a breath, before plunging right back...

His mate... His... No choice... No one else... I was his... No, no, no... I tried to fight it, mentally ; but my body had given up, the internal conflict causing tears to well up in my eyes.

Eleven... Twelve...

His grip tightening around my wrists, a low, possessive growl rising in his throat at the fourteenth, fifteenth kiss...

This was too much, too much, too much. Slowly, his lips trailed from mine in a gentle caress and here he was, gazing down at me.

"You're mine."

"L-Lucario..."

"Say it."

He squeezed my wrists, hard.

"Say it, or I'll kiss you until we both run out of breath."

"I... I can't..."

"Say. It."

"I'm...I'm..."

I didn't have time. His lips were locked with mine in a deep, passionate kiss before I could say any more. I whimpered, feeling wholly overmatched, his maw pushing down on mine, forcing this kiss onto me. I didn't make a single motion to resist. I was feeling loopy. Like I could pass out at any moment.

He pulled back, again.

"Say it."

"I'm... I'm yours!! I'm yours... Please..."

I couldn't stop shaking. He grinned down at me, his powerful hands still pinning mine. Except this time, his fingers travelled all the way up to mine and without realizing it, I intertwined my fingers with his, holding him there, holding him to me. My body acted on its own. Accepted him fully. My mind reeled at these opposing feelings.

"Even when you were a trainer... Even then," he simply said.

"W-what...?"

"I cared so much, I mean. But I couldn't... tell you. I was scared, and I was right. You would've rejected me."

"What are you s-saying...? You're lying..."

"Seeing you like this... As one of my kind. It was too much for me. Far too much. Especially when you began to respond to my advances."

"I've never... never done such a thing... You're just an i-idiot..." I kept protesting, stupidly, my fingers locked with his and my tail wagging ever so slightly behind me.

“A cute little Lucario like you... I just have to make you mine.”

This time, I joined in on the kiss. It felt like a snap. My mind couldn't keep fighting. And then it would resist again. And then give in. And then protest. And give in again. It came in waves. Shame, then bliss, then shame, then bliss. But I was blissful, in this moment. This was the best kiss I had ever received. His soft lips caressed mine perfectly, as if they had been meant for me, his warm breath rolling on my cheeks, every little pause, every pant and every sound, all of it was perfect. He was gripping my hands so powerfully. So possessively.

My entire body was heating up. It felt like roiling flames were devouring me from the inside as the kiss became passionate, then loud, then almost desperate. He let go of my hands to grab the back of my head and pulled me even closer while I gripped the fur of his back, nearly ripping it off with how feverishly my desire for him was climbing. His taste filled my mouth as his tongue did and I moaned uncontrollably, my little voice overpowered by his growls and erratic breaths.

When he broke away, our breaths were reaching their limit.

“L-Lucario, I don't know wh...what's happening to me...” I said with genuine worry in my voice. I had lost all ability to tell right from wrong. “M..my body... It b-burns...”

“You want me.”

“Lucario...?”

“...Your body. It's begging to be claimed. It's...”

He straightened up slightly, just as the haze of pure emotions began to sharpen into something more specific. This general, all-encompassing burn began far more localised as I saw him now kneeling, his hands on the knees of my folded legs, looking down.

The smell was what had triggered his instincts. The smell of a female in heat. So insanely powerful that as soon as it had reached his nose, it had hit his mind with the force of a thousand hammers. He looked on at the vulnerable female in front of him. HIS mate. HIS. He would claim her, now, and the day after, and every day after. He felt a beastial possessiveness take him. Uncontrollable...

Then he snapped out of it. Shook his head and panted hard. He realized he had dug his claws in his female's thighs.

I whimpered, looking into his eyes, confused, seeing his own surprise and his reaction as he removed his claws. I had frozen completely, his change of behavior turning me into an immobile, weak prey. Emotions swirled between the two of us as he went back to leaning above me.

“...You're driving me crazy.”

“Wh... M...me...?”

“Yes, you. The little female in heat that you are. Don't you know how rude it is to try and seduce a male like this?”

“I... I don't know what's going on...”

“Your body's sure working hard to get me to mate you, isn't it?”

“Ma... mat...e...?” I stuttered, the word frying my brain in an instant.

I blushed bright red and squeezed my shaking legs out of intense shyness, except he was right there, and I squeezed them around his waist by accident. He gasped, and looked down, seeing me bring him closer before I realized my mistake and let them go.

“So... sorry! I'm sorry...! I didn't... I just...”

He put one of his hands on my chest.

“All you have to do is ask me.”

“Ne...nev...”

“Ask me to mate you. And I'll give it to you. Right now.”

I didn't know what kind of instincts he was awakening in me. The burning, searing need to be taken was impossible to avoid. I was so inexperienced. My body was new. I didn't know anything about anything. Yet I wanted it. Somehow, I wanted him. I struggled to talk, so much.

“Ma...mate me...”

“Goooood girl...”

“Mate me... P-please...” I continued, gripping the fur of his chest.

But he had already pulled me closer. Grabbed my hips, pressed his own arousal against my newly formed slit as I continued to beg in a weak, shaky voice.

“Lucario... Please... PleaAASE~”

My voice rose into an uncontrollable cry of surprise when he began to enter me. It was so slow, so careful, and he had yet to reach his full size, making this so much easier for me... Yet the sensation was foreign, strange and wonderful, frightening and maddening. I kicked my legs, straightened them out in the air, alternated between squeezing and spreading them, my body going crazy. The tall pokémon began to caress my belly slowly as I bit my lip, completely unsure how to react, how to interpret any of the signals my body was sending me.

“Shhh... Try to relax.”

“Lu... Lucario...~” I had reverted to simply making noises, a smile painted on my face, despite everything.

“Your body's all tense...”

He moved his hips forward a little more, earning yet another loooong whimper out of me. Yet again, my hands chose his chest, which I clawed and gripped, but he didn't seem to mind. I felt every muscle in my body tense up, electricity shooting through every limb, scrambling my brain as I arched my back. I had no idea what was happening to me. It just felt impossible to think.

Lucario was licking his lips, revelling in the little spectacle he witnessed. He had only pushed himself in halfway, and the female below him was already climaxing like crazy. His hand on her convulsing belly, the other holding her left thigh, he found himself a little daring and slowly but relentlessly slid himself fully inside his lover, who cried out in pure abandon, unaware of the thick knot which had yet to be used, simply pushed up against her clenching body. He kept himself there, watching the squirming and crying mess in front of him, letting the pure satisfaction of making his female act this way wash over him. The intense pleasure he got from every squeeze was only second to how much he loved everything he saw.

“Too m...much... too much...”

“You love it, don't you?”

“Pleaseee... No more...~” I begged, the overwhelming bliss making it difficult for me to hold still, quivering as I was.

“You think this is too much...?”

Lucario grabbed my other thigh with his right hand and began to slide out. My erratic breathing became even faster as I sensed that he was up to no good, sensing that I was only going to lose it further : and when he pushed his hips forward again, I simply could not contain a long, drawn-out, shaky moan. He chuckled, and finally leaned forward while I was lost in overwhelming pleasure, hands on mine. Then he began to thrust. I had tears in my eyes, and squirmed like crazy, but his hips just kept on moving, back and forth, back and forth, at a slow but ruthless pace. He stared down into my face, grinning, his hands making sure I couldn't move too much, making sure he could keep going. With nothing else to do, I squeezed my legs around his hips, but that only served to bring him closer.

“Poor little puppy can't handle her male mating her, even when she begged for it?”

“L...Lucario...please...~”

“Shh. Just take it like a good girl.”

I was already barely holding it together, but the way he increased his pace after saying that drove me crazy. I arched my back, not even realizing how much I was squeezing around him as he humped at me greedily, the soft claps of his knot filling the air. Everything was blurry. I was barely even “there”. All these new sensations making it difficult to say or even think something coherent.

I didn't understand a thing about both our anatomies, about all these brand new things that were being forced upon me, yet it all felt so natural. So right. He was correct ; I had begged for it. And my body was screaming for him to continue. Having him inside me made the warmth more intense, satisfied this pure biological itch that was driving me mad ; having him thrust over and over, increasing his pace, made me howl out like a true Lucario, made me clench and tense up ; hearing his horny breaths above me made my heart race and my mind spin... Everything was too perfect. I was overwhelmed, and then only clear thing, in this haze of pure bliss, was that I never wanted this to end.

"You're so...loud... eager little female...!"

I wasn't even realizing how much I was whimpering, and moaning, and gasping, and panting. And it didn't stop him. His only response to my noises was to squeeze my wrists tight and lower his head, focusing on shoving his hips forward, pinning me to the couch with my hips raised slightly, mating the hell out of me. It certainly wasn't the softest first time, but I wouldn't have had it any other way. I didn't know any other way. My legs were squeezed around his hips and I didn't let go, whining, seeing stars beyond the tears filling my eyes. He was panting now, too, and I could feel his arms and legs shaking slightly, albeit far less than mine. But even a crack in that ruthless exterior of his was meaningful. He was giving in, too. Thrusting over and over, getting lost in his own pleasure and lust...

Until he had to stop, knot grinding right up against me, gritting his teeth, and then not moving anymore. I squirmed desperately, whimpering.

"Y-You need to stop... squirming so much...!" he growled.

"L... Lucario... more...please..."

"Ahh... you need to ask for it. Tell me you want me to breed you."

"B-breed me...?"

He wrapped his arms around my body and almost completely lied down on me, his head on the couch next to me, my hips still lifted, my body encompassed by his. I hugged him tightly, still rolling my hips instinctively, his head right next to my ear, letting me hear his breathing, his growly voice, as he whispered...

“Beg me to give you my pups.”

My entire body shuddered and I stopped breathing for a moment as those words reached my mind, and I struggled to come up with a response at first, as he had begun to grind his hips into me all over again, holding me tight, growling, huffing next to my ears. I stuttered, trying to find words, moaning from his constant humps and grinds, gripping his fur tightly.

“Yes... Y-your pups... Please...”

“Please what?”

“Please, L-Lucario... Breed me...”

“Good pup.”

His embrace got tighter as he moved forward ever so slightly, forcing me to lift my hips and legs, and slid his length out right up to his tip. And then slammed it all back down. I whimpered loudly, and then again, when he proceeded to hump down over and over and over, making me feel every inch, making me melt on the couch, until I turned into a defenseless, eager little prey, squeezing him possessively, enjoying every second of this. The thrusts turned into insistent grinding, that thick knot smushed up against my slit, pushing, pushing, until it slowly began to bury itself inside me, reached the point of no-return, and slipped right in.

I howled out, right as Lucario growled hard : that sensation, that wet little pop, and now the feeling of his sack against my body as he throbbed and throbbed, made my head spin. It was all I had ever wanted. All I had ever needed. Feeling him tense up, claw my back, and then begin to fill me with his love with powerful throbs and shudders, was enough to send my mind reeling. My eyes were vague and I was shaking like crazy as he continued to hump, ferally, tugging and pushing and thrusting while he poured an enormous load inside me. I felt so full, so soon... His growls were intersparsed with heavy panting as he held onto me, and gave me everything I wanted so bad.

The moment continued for a bit, and then faded, but our embrace never broke. I had buried my muzzle in his neck and was whimpering, my entire body feeling so hot, hotter than it had ever been, full of his warmth. And here he was now, stuck to me, panting as well, shaking almost as much as me.

He managed to straighten up, pushing on his arms until he was kneeling, my thighs resting on top of his while he looked down to admire his mess. Utterly stuck to his female, who couldn't stop moaning and sighing. He petted her belly slowly, where he had just deposited all of his pups. Such a good little mate, he thought. Perfect in every way.

As the afterglow hit him, he found himself staring down lovingly at the frail Lucario who shuddered under him, drooling and weak. The frail Lucario that barely had any strength left, which he embraced and flipped onto their side slowly, letting them ride their afterglow down, all their emotions swirling, before they passed out, locked to one another, united as sleep took them...