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Hello readers, this is my first foray into writing furry smut, so please let me know what you think. The total read is just under 7,900 words and involves Naomi, a shy girl from Jubilife Village in the historical Hisui Region from the Pokémon Universe. This story chronicles her first adventure outside of town since a tragic incident years ago. The tale is holding accurate to the game with some added realism for the sake of interest (and smut). Please enjoy and let me know your thoughts.

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The story contains a mild scene of violence about midway through. You can skip to the section section marker (---) after Naomi reaches the flower fields if you wish to skip it.

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A morning breeze drifted into the small wooden room. A slight chill settled around Naomi as she shivered under her sheets. Eyes still closed, she yawned and stretched her limbs to the corners of the small bed. Her dad must have left the door cracked open when he left, which was his favourite way to get Naomi waking up earlier.

Lifting herself out of bed, Naomi continued stretching, slowly rolling forward until she pushed herself onto her feet. She moved her hands across the scars covering her left arm, frowning as her fingers traced over the uneven skin.

“No sense dwelling on it again today." She sighed before getting ready for the day.

Naomi ate breakfast slowly, ripping a large chunk of bread with her teeth and stuffing it in her mouth without much thought. It was an unbecoming way to eat, but she didn't have the energy to care this morning.

Ever since the traveller had fallen from the sky, things in Jubilife Village had been changing much to quickly for her liking. The guy had been in the town for three weeks and people had already begun to adopt his way of doing things.

And the worst part about the change is that Pokémon were becoming a part of it.

Like most of the town's population, Naomi had been wary of the creatures that roamed the vast lands of Hisui. Unlike most, however, Naomi was terrified of Pokémon.

Or at least she had been, forcibly coming to terms with the creatures, now that they populated the otherwise peaceful confines of Jubilife.

Naomi finished her morning routine by tying her hair back with two gold clasps her mother had given her. With a bit of extra effort put into her hair, Naomi always felt like she got a small confidence boost. And today, she would need it.

Sliding the door the rest of the way open, Naomi was greeted by the bright sun shining through the clear skies, its warmth chasing off the chilled breeze.

“Good morning Naomi, feeling well?"

“Ah, Ms. Tafumi. I'm great! Hope your daughter is feeling better." Naomi smiled at her elderly neighbour. “Have you seen my father?"

“Hmm. I saw him walking into the Galaxy Hall, it seemed important. Ooh, something big must be happening. Well? Tell me all the details!" The old woman's penchant for gossip was intense.

“Oh, nothing worth your worry. He's just getting me to help him out for the day." Not wanting to keep up her façade much longer or to give the woman a chance to speculate, Naomi waved goodbye and continued on her way.

The village was rather busy today. Several Ginkgo Guild merchants were peddling items around the gates, the Wallflower and Craftworks each had short lines waiting for a spot, and a large crowd was gathered at the pastures to see whatever new Pokémon the town's newest member had brought back from their last expedition.

It didn't seem like that long ago when things were quiet, simple. Naomi pushed the thoughts aside, she didn't have the benefit of philosophizing about the state of her village when she had bigger things on her mind. In particular, her father asking that she leave the village to help him collect materials for his work.

Naomi hadn't left the village since she was much younger, not since the day she became terrified of Pokémon. Today she found herself needing to join a Galaxy expedition to gather some special flowers for her father's charms. Naomi had agreed to it the night before, but she was feeling unsure.

Her father was a charm craftsman, making trinkets and amulets for the village. Protection against sickness, increased strength, or anything else somebody might need. She was dubious of their effectiveness, but the steady flow of customers must mean something.

Naomi pushed open the heavy doors to the Galaxy Hall and saw her father talking to a group of Galaxy Team members.

“Naomi! You finally made it. Did the chills finally set in?" He grinned wide, wooden teeth contrasting the few natural ones he had left.

“No thanks to you." She stuck out her tongue and walked over to him. “Nonetheless, I'm ready to go."

He gently grabbed the back of her hand as they walked together to a small group of Galaxy members. “I know doing this is going to be difficult for you, so I claimed a favour to make sure you feel comfortable. You remember Jani, right?"

Naomi rolled her eyes, of course her father would ask her childhood crush to help out. “Yeah dad, I remember him." She didn't feel as strongly anymore and they had remained friends, but it still felt awkward being introduced this way.

“Well, I made his mother a pendant a few months back. At a pretty hefty discount." He gave an animated wink. “And he agreed to personally escort you within the group to make it up to me! You'll have to make a couple more stops, but it's a win-win since you'll both get your work done."

It wasn't a bad idea, but Naomi loathed the idea of staying outside the village any longer than absolutely necessary.

“Hey Naomi!" She turned to see Jani waving as he walked over from a side room.

Jani was a tall, muscular man, having bulked up working the Galaxy Team research expeditions for the past few years. He had short brown hair matching his expressive eyes and wore his uniform tightly. Naomi enjoyed the eye candy, but didn't feel as strongly as she used to.

“Hey Jani. My dad explained the whole thing, thanks for agreeing to help out."

“Don't worry about it. My mother and I owe him much more than this one little favour could cover. His crafting really is magical."

“Not magic, but years of wisdom!" Her father cut in. “Speaking of, I have something for you Naomi."

Naomi turned to see him holding a strangely shaped trinket on a necklace string. The white trimmed circle had a yellow outer ring connected by four small spokes. Unlike most of his wooden creations, her father had painted this one. A strange piece to say the least.

“A traveller who bought one of my bracelets bartered me with an ancient book that he found in a ruin. The book said that there were once humans who wore this symbol to signify their love and friendship to Pokémon. Or at least that's what I think it said, it was a bit worn out..." He placed the trinket in Naomi's hand.

“There were quite a few fantastical stories in there, but seeing this symbol, I knew it was important." He paused for a moment closing Naomi's fingers over the charm. “This will keep you safe. I just know it."

“Thanks dad." Even if Naomi and her father didn't see eye-to-eye on everything, she knew this meant a lot to him. A small tear escaped the corner of her eye as she hugged him tightly.

“You have nothing to worry about sir. Naomi will be with one of our best expedition teams, we'll keep her safe and get those flowers back to you before dark!" Jani reassured the pair with a few more details of his team's skills. “We will be leaving soon, so make sure you have everything you need."

“See you soon." Naomi smiled as she placed the pendant around her neck and felt the residual warmth from her father's hands seep into her chest. She turned back to Jani and the expedition team.

“Shall we?"

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The trip to the Obsidian Fieldlands was mostly uneventful. The hike itself was rather pleasant with the early morning sun and fresh air flowing from the Coronet Highlands. The Galaxy field team members also made for good conversation. For Naomi's sake, it was a relief that they quickly chased off any Pokémon who came near.

Jani in particular seemed to have a knack for it. He would spring into action, telling her to stay near him as his Buizel made quick work of the wild Pokémon who were either curious or seeking food.

Naomi blushed as she watched in those moments, Jani's courage was admirable. She knew he didn't share her trauma, but that didn't make his feats any less impressive.

“These expeditions go much smoother now that we have Pokémon to help us out. You should really get yourself a partner!"

Naomi shook her head, “I don't think so, Pokémon are definitely not for me. But I'm happy they've been useful for the Galaxy Team."

“Don't say no so soon. Here." Jani ruffled through his bag and pulled out a Pokéball, spinning it in the sunlight. “I could even help you catch one! Imagine having your own Pichu or Cherubi. Maybe even a Buizel like Tara here." The Pokémon's whiskers jumped and it hopped over to Jani, receiving a scratch on the side of its head.

“You named that thing?"

“Tara isn't a thing, and happens to be a 'she.' And what a good girl she is!" He increased the intensity of the scratches, Tara leaned into them with a pleased expression and purr, nearly falling over from his touch.

Naomi admitted the Pokémon was cute, but the frown didn't leave her face. “I appreciate it, but I just don't think I'm ready for a Pokémon."

“Alright, I'll drop it. But I think you're missing out; don't you agree Tara?" He picked Tara up and nuzzled her cheek with his. The Buizel let out a cheerful 'bui' which sounded like it was agreeing with him somehow.

Jani let the Pokémon down and tossed the Pokéball to Naomi, who caught it reflexively. “Just hold onto that anyways, okay? Even if you don't want to catch anything right away, I'd feel better if you kept it for your safety."

“For… my safety?" she crooked her head.

“Um, let me rephrase." Jani stopped suddenly, waving his hands reassuringly. “You'll be completely safe if you stay with the group, I meant in an emergency situation. You know, if for some reason you're separated from the team, you can always throw the ball at whatever is after you and it will buy you some time to regroup with us while the thing does its magic."

“Alright, sure. If I could even hit something with this." She smacked his arm. “Thanks for putting me on edge."

He returned the blow with a sheepish smile. “Sorry. The Obsidian Fieldlands really aren't too bad if you stay near the camps. There are some grumpier Pokémon further out if you go stomping into their homes, but you can't really blame them if you're being a disturbance, eh? We'll be sticking to the paths and camps today. The biggest Pokémon you'll see all day should be Tara."

The Buizel let out another 'Bui,' but pouted from the lack of additional scratches with her name. Naomi took a better look at the Pokémon, noting that it didn't feel very intimidating. The Buizel stood just an inch or two taller than Jani's knees and kept a content smirk on its face at all times. It was covered in a smooth, oily coat of fur which was a bit scruffy from Jani's treatment.

She giggled and slid the ball into her satchel. “I'll take your word for it."

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Naomi wasn't feeling nearly as anxious as when they began the trip, and the remainder of the journey to the basecamp was uneventful. Being outdoors, beyond the walls of town was… refreshing. It helped that Jani and Tara kept spirits high, theatrically springing into action any time an oddish or other small Pokémon 'threatened' to group. She almost felt bad for the things, as much as the pair was exaggerating, Tara was frighteningly effective at dishing out damage when she was focused.

Jani knew well enough that smaller Pokémon weren't a problem for Naomi, but that didn't stop him from literally jumping between her and any that came near, usually accompanied by a sly grin as he looked back. She could help herself from giggling, it was silly. Maybe even a little charming.

Before she realized that they had been walking for two straight hours, the camp came into sight. Naomi stopped for a breather.

“I knew you called it a camp, but I expected to look a bit more… developed?"

Jani was quick to quell the thought. “It might not look like much, but it has everything you need to be out in the Fieldlands."

“I just thought that there'd be, you know, a hut or a shack or anything that we could hide in if a horde of Pokémon decide that Jubilife villager is on the menu."

The camp was simple, with a few small tents spread around a larger canopy where some of the crew were diligently working with plants and a few catches from a hunt on wooden tables. She recognized some of them from Jubilife of course, but they looked much rougher and more unfriendly out here.

“Hah! The Pokémon around here would never." He paused, then grumbled under his breath, “Not at this camp at least."

Not letting the silence linger, Jani jumped ahead and turned face. “Make yourself at home, you'll be hanging out here until I'm done with my work for the day. Well, you could come with me as I go exploring…"

Faking indignation, she stopped following behind him, “I would just love to, but I think I'll pass this time. A little sun should do me well."

“Fair enough, but before you settle in, I should introduce you to Brenner."

Naomi's eyes followed Jani's finger pointed to the largest man she'd ever seen. “Sweet Sinnoh!" she gasped quietly. Even from a couple dozen feet away, she could tell that this 'Brenner' was close to 7 feet tall and nearly as wide as a small tent in his musculature. Black tattoos were patterned over his deeply tanned skin in an intricate design that reminded her of her father's work. Nearly every part of his exposed skin barring his head was covered in them.

“Brenner's not from Jubilife, the commander recruited him from the Cobalt Coastlands somewhere to help hold down the base camp here so we could go on expeditions and have a safe place to come back to."

Seeing that she was stunned like a Stantler in the lamplight, he added, “He's also a great cook! C'mon, he's not as scary as he looks."

The pair walked over to the large man as Jani hailed his crew and introduced Naomi to him and several of the other base camp workers. Her reservations about the group didn't last long as they were all very polite and did a good job making her feel welcome to the camp.

After the introductions were over, they walked back to the crafting area and Naomi set her towel down on a particularly warm patch of grass.

Jani shifted his pack across his back, “I'll try not to keep you waiting long, we should be back before it gets dark so we can get you those flowers your dad needed. We might even have time for dinner once we get back."

Settling in to her spot, Naomi wasn't listening particularly intently. “Mhm."

With a tentative “yes" in response, Jani surged with renewed energy, quickly sorting his things and regrouping with his team to head out. They had quite a bit to do before he could help Naomi with her task. The sooner he got back, the more time he'd have for his newly confirmed dinner plans.

Naomi idly watched as Jani bounded away with an infectious level of energy that his travelling party of researchers and hunters struggled to match. With him leading them on, the group would surely be back well before it got dark. If they could keep up with him at least. Naomi chuckled, just where did that man get his energy from?

She didn't dawdle on the thought for too long, instead letting the light whistling of the wind through the grass lull her eyes closed. Stretching out her legs one last time, Naomi fell into a light sleep hoping to wake refreshed once Jani returned.

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Naomi's sleep was far from restful. Her anxiety had dropped significantly being in the camp with so many skilled trainers and hunters, but she had been alone in the depths of her dreams. Being so far away from Jubilife, her dreams drifted to her past and the horrific memories that came with it.

Naomi usually woke herself up from those kinds of dreams, but found it difficult today. She was helped along by a firm hand shaking her shoulder as she flinched and snapped her eyes open.

Standing above her was Brenner, crouched down with his hand on her shoulder. He spoke in a gruff tone.

“Hey, sorry to wake you, but it seemed like you weren't having the best dreams with the amount you were twitching about."

She hated to admit it, but the towel she had laid down was folded up in her arms with her hands gripped tightly on its edges. Slightly embarrassed, she apologized. “Just some bad memories popping up, I haven't left Jubilife Village in a long time."

“Don't you worry about it; the field life isn't for everyone." He took his hand off Naomi's shoulder and let her relax for a moment. “Here, come join us for some food, I just finished making some Bidoof rolls." He smiled wide as he offered to help her up.

The smile was much too large and silly for someone that muscular, she thought. “Thanks." Naomi appreciated the pick-me-up, he was obviously attentive to everyone who stayed at his camp. Grabbing hold of his large hand, she pulled herself to her feet and stretched the stiffness out of her muscles and shook the bad dreams out of her head.

It was still light out, but later than Jani said he'd be back by. She followed Brenner to where the crew were eating and sat next to him at the table. “Has Jani's team made it back yet?" She asked, taking a bite of the bread-coated meat. “Wow, this is delicious!"

“It's my own personal creation, couldn't use too many of my family's recipes since the plants and Pokémon here are so different than back in the Coastlands." He spoke through a mouthful of his own portion, “And no, not yet. We haven't seen Jani's team come back yet, it's pretty common for things not to go exactly as expected, but Jani can handle it. Him and that Buizel are a team to be reckoned with, but they do get easily distracted…"

“That sounds just like him." She said, finishing the food given to her. “Thank you again for the meal, it really was good."

Brenner's cheeks flushed a little red as he turned to the rest of his crew, “See, someone here likes my cooking, and they got the sense to praise it too!" The cheeky comment got a good laugh out of the group as they all quickly became critics, pointing out the 'flaws' in their portions as Brenner stormed over to give them a piece of his mind.

Naomi smiled, the group was in good spirits, clearly with great appreciation for Brenner. Even after his kindness, she felt out of place with the others. She decided to slip away to take a walk so they could have their fun without worrying about her.

Pacing slowly to the edge of the camp, she looked out over the Obsidian Fieldlands. It truly was beautiful out here, the warm sunlight painting the trees and grasses with an orange glow. Naomi looked over the river far in the distance towards the island there. Jani's group was supposed to be somewhere around there, but she couldn't see them in the distance at all. It was just grass and Pokémon as far as she could tell.

Naomi began to worry, it was still light out, but what if Jani got back so late that she couldn't even get the flowers her father needed. This whole journey would have been for nothing, not to mentioned her father would probably give her a lecture over dinner. Where even was the spot Jani was going to take her? He mentioned it was called the Floro Gardens or something of the like.

Naomi grabbed her pack off the ground near where she was resting and checked the note her father had given her. She grumbled aloud as she read over his excessively wordy note. “Hmm, gather some flowers… don't get bit by the… it's dangerous at night, make sure… You can find them in the Floaro Gardens. Ah there it is!"

Taking out the crude map that Jani had drawn during their walk to the camp, she saw that it was actually quite close, just a bit West over the hill next to camp. She spoke to herself again, “Heh, I could probably get there and back before Jani's back at camp."

She paused for a moment, that actually might not be such a bad idea. The only Pokémon she could see nearby were Bidoof and some bug types. She couldn't see over the hill, but it was so close it shouldn't be that much different.

Steeling her nerves, Naomi decided that she didn't want to risk not being able to get what her father needed since Jani was late. She had everything she needed in her bag anyways. Stem cutters, some travel snacks, some bandages, and the Poké ball that Jani had given her. She hoped she wouldn't have to use it.

Waving over at the camp crew that were now cleaning up the tables, she called out, “Hey Brenner, I'm going to go for a short walk to help me digest that tasty meal you made for me."

The concern was clear on his face, “Are you sure, I'd wait for Jani to get back, there are some nasty Pokémon further beyond camp."

“I'm not going to go far, just a bit over the hill here so I can see the sights a bit more."

“Okay, I won't stop you, but make sure you call out at the first sign of trouble and someone can come running."

“Thanks Brenner, you're the best!" She smiled back at him.

The last comment got the muscular man looking sheepish from the compliment, which wasn't lost on his crew as they began to tease him for his reddening cheeks.

With that out of the way, Naomi set out West and began her short trek towards the Floaro Gardens.

Even though most of the Pokémon near the camp were harmless, Naomi still gave them a wide berth as to not provoke any of the Wurmple or Bidoof. She tread carefully through some taller grass patches, sneaking by anything that looked particularly ornery. After about 10 minutes of walking, she finally crested the hill and saw Floaro at the base of the hill.

Naomi was blown away by how beautiful it was. Flowers of all kinds filled the valley, seeming like a flowing sea of floral colour from her vantage point. She just had to see it up close.

Making sure there were no Pokémon between her and the destination, she began to run down the hill, building up speed as the light perfume from the flowers began to reach her nostrils. It was such a soothing scent, no wonder her father wanted something from here.

She reached the mouth of the valley quickly and began to take in the sights. She noticed immediately that there were some white, spikey Pokémon hanging from the trees in the shade. Naomi made note not to go that deep past the treeline. Beyond that, the garden seemed free from Pokémon, so she rushed in to explore the flowery field.

Naomi picked up a handful of flowers and took a deep breath, relishing in the concentrated floral scent that permeated her lungs. After a few moments, she snapped herself out of her flower-fueled joy as she remembered that she shouldn't stick around too long.

Taking a closer look at the field, she began searching for the orange flowers that her father needed. It didn't take long to find a large patch close to the treeline on the far side of the clearing. Naomi took the chance to frolic over the distance until she reached her prize.

Frolicking through a flower field was quite relaxing, she noted to do it again should she ever come back to the Fieldlands. Bending down, she began gathering a bunch of the golden orange flowers, picking out the most vibrant of the candidates so her father would have good materials to work with.

Enraptured with her flower selection, Naomi didn't hear the soft padding of footsteps behind her until a high-pitched bark sent her jumping forward in surprise. She already had enough flowers, but now was being approached by something that sure didn't sound like a Bidoof.

Making no sudden moves, she slowly slid her hand into her pouch, aiming to grab the Poké ball as she slowly turned to face whatever had snuck up on her. To her immediate dread, it was not a Bidoof that had snuck up on her. In fact, it was not one of any Pokémon, but a horde of Shinx!

There were at least eight of the small blue and black Pokémon and they didn't look friendly. Several were growling and began to join in a chorus of the squeaky barks when Naomi made eye contact.

Naomi was frozen in fear, her only line of defense was useless against a group like this. She tried to slowly back away but stopped when the frontmost of the Shinx shot a beam of lightning near her feet.

The hairs on her legs stood on end from the static that lingered in the air around where it hit. When the apparent leader and its friends began to blast more electrical waves at her, Naomi turned to run as the wild Pokémon gave chase.

No longer than after she'd taken 3 steps did she feel a shooting pain arc up her spine as a thundershock hit her square in the back. She fell to the ground as her muscles were jump started by the electricity.

This was all going so wrong! Why did this always have to happen to her. She wanted to scream out for help, but she couldn't find the strength. Her voice was caught under a lifetime of fear brought to the present by the Pokémon attacking her.

She knew it was over, the Shinx would be on her any moment and that would be the end of it. A lifetime of suffering just for this. The stress and fear was simply too much and her vision began to fade.

In her last conscious moments, she saw the Shinx coming closer with their fangs bared. As her eyes closed, she heard a roar coming from the trees, louder than those from the Shinx. Another Pokémon for the feast it seemed, well it wouldn't matter now. Sorry dad, it looks like I won't be getting you those flowers.

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Naomi's eyes slowly opened, unsure of where she was or what just happened. Her vision was still blurry, but she could make out the soft scent of flowers with a tinge of sometime metallic. She must still be in the flower fields, did she fall asleep and have another set of nightmares?

She blinked several times, flushing the dirt from her eyes as she pushed herself onto her hands and knees. As she began to move a deep growl came from close behind her, there was a Pokémon watching her. It certainly wasn't a dream, or maybe she's still in her nightmare.

Risking a glance backwards, Naomi's eyes widened at the massive blue and black-furred Pokémon behind her. It looked like the Shinx from before, but it was bigger. Much, much bigger and had a different pattern of fur on its head.

The creature was lounged on its side, but even lying down it was about 3 feet tall to the top of the crest of fur on its head. The Pokémon was licking what seemed to be a would on its paw. The Luxio had several small gashes on its front legs and back, some of which were still lightly bleeding.

The two made eye contact and the Luxio stopped its grooming to stare at Naomi. It didn't move closer, but seemed wary of her. Thanking Sinnoh for a moment of peace, she looked around and put the puzzle pieces together.

Around the large cat were the bodies of three Shinx. This thing must have fought off the Shinx and protected me, she thought.

Now realizing that the creature bleeding out in front of her is in this state because of her, Naomi changed tone immediately. She didn't know what drove her to the idea, but she knew she had to help this Pokémon out.

Naomi went to speak and move closer, but coughed through a dry throat, unable to speak and tumbled forward.

In that moment, the Luxio moved, quickly limping forward until it was in place to catch her fall. She felt the Pokémon's soft fur tickle the scarred skin on her left side. After realizing that the large creature had caught her fall, Naomi flinched back at the contact. She regretted it immediately as she met the creature's eyes again. It clearly wanted to help and she was showing nothing but resentment and fear.

After a moment, Naomi took a breath to calm her nerves. “Thank you for saving me, I don't think I would've made it if it wasn't for you." She looked deep into the creature's eyes, hoping to see some kind of understanding. “I know you fought off those smaller Pokémon that were attacking me, and for that I'm grateful. That is… if you can even understand what I'm saying."

The Pokémon creature simply blinked and pushed its head into Naomi's body, the long tufts of black fur from its cheeks pressing into her arms. The fur was so soft that it relaxed her immediately as she let herself stroke the creature's head and back.

Naomi pushed her hands deeper into the fur, feeling the tight muscle pressed against its skin. The Pokémon was much stronger than she thought, but her motions only brought a deep purr from the creature as she scratched near its ears.

She continued to brush her hands through the Luxio's fur until she accidentally hit one of the gashes on its lower back. The Pokémon winced, and stuttered its purrs.

“Oh, you poor thing. This is all my fault. I should have just waited for Jani to get back instead of wandering off on my own. Now we're both suffering because of my stupidity."

The Luxio pressed it cheek harder against Naomi's belly, seemingly not wanting her to wallow in her self pity. She held the Pokémon close, realizing that she never considered that the creatures she was afraid of could be this gentle and caring.

“What am I doing! I'm here feeling sad for myself when you're still injured from fighting off those nasty Shinx."

The Luxio tilted its head and blinked a several time in response, confused as to why the human stopped scratching its head. Naomi reached into her pack and pulled out the bandages she had brought in case she scraped herself on some branches.

“I'm going to help you with those cuts." She pointed to the gashes on the Pokémon's paws and then at the bandage in her hand. “Stand still, this might hurt but its good for you." It was easier said than done. Now standing, the Pokémon was just under five feet tall and was just as long, excluding its sinuous tail that wagged gently as she sized the creature up. She didn't need to try lifting it up to know that the thing was in a completely different weight class than her.

Luxio's head remained tilted, but he stayed still while Naomi approached. His eyes were wide with curiosity at what the human was doing with the white fabric she pulled from her bag. Luxio watched closely as she began to wrap the cloth around its wounds, flinching slightly at the first contact.

“There there, it's okay" She whispered, focusing on the Pokémon's wounds.

Luxio knew that the human had good intentions, after all, she donned the Maker's crest. He was simply proud that he was able to serve an agent of the Maker by fighting off his own kin. And now he understood that she was using some technique to help heal the wounds from the fight. Seeing the wounded flesh on her arm, he decided to help in kind.

Naomi was almost shocked when the Pokémon began to like at the scarred flesh on her arm, it seemed to be much more caring than she thought. “Thank you, but those are from a long time ago, no medicine or licking will get scars like that to come out." The Luxio tilted its head, confused why his ministrations weren't having an effect.

Naomi chuckled, “Alright, I'm almost done. Is there anywhere else that hurts?" She asked.

He didn't understand, but saw that she had finished cleaning the wounds on his forepaws and back, he had only one gash left. One of the pesky Shinx had bit him right on his inner thigh while he had been fighting off another pair. Just a few inches higher and he would've been in real trouble. That Shinx didn't live long after that.

Not wanting to delay her any longer, Luxio lifted his hind leg to reveal the last of his injuries.

Naomi turned beet red, the Pokémon had seemingly understood her question, but she wasn't expecting it to have a wound so close to its privates. And wow, if she thought the Pokémon itself was big, she was in no ways ready to see the Luxio's balls which were bigger than Oran berries. She didn't recognize the fuzzy tube of flesh above them, but she assumed that's where its penis was. It was a Pokémon after all, she shouldn't expect things to be recognizable.

Trying her best not to stare, she began wrapping the Luxio's thigh with the last of her bandage, having just enough for the large thigh of this Pokémon. She tied it off and pulled it taught to stop the flow of blood.

Luxio felt a pleasurable wave flow up his body as the human squeezed his thigh with fabric she had wrapped around it. The head scratches and the pressure had gotten him quite relaxed and he felt the tip of his cock poking out of his sheath. It was only natural after the kind of treatment he just received. He was unaware of human mating rituals, but it seemed she was interested as she began to stare at the emerging tip of his penis. Even if it wasn't purposeful to begin with, he kept his leg raised and watched carefully for what she did next.

If Naomi thought she couldn't blush harder, she was wrong. Her face had taken on a shade redder than the field of flowers she was kneeling in. Inches from her face, the Pokémon began to grow hard, cock slowly sliding out of its sheath into the afternoon air.

Averting her gaze, she looked back to the Luxio's head only to find the Pokémon staring at her intently. The look in its eyes felt expectant as if it wanted something from her. And she could only come up with one answer, the Pokémon wanted recompense for saving her.

Her mind was still in jumbles after the ordeal earlier and her common sense was nowhere to be found. In this state, it seemed like a reasonable thing for it to want for saving her life, right? She looked back at the Pokémon's crotch to see that the cock had nearly reached full mast.

Six inches of cockflesh had emerged from the sheath, which was retreating towards the creature's large testicles. As she examined it closer, she began to notice another smell than that of the flowers. A rich musk was emanating from the Luxio's crotch that was earthy with a touch of spice. She instinctively inhaled deeply at the new scent and coughed at its sheer strength. Even from a foot away, the smell of the Pokémon's junk strongly overpowering the perfume wafting from the flowers below.

Luxio's had never been so focused in his life. He didn't know what it was, but seeing the human breath in his musk was intoxicating to himself as well. The sight made the last two inches of his cock spill out, leaving nothing to the female's imagination. He would truly praise the Maker for this gift later.

The deep earthy scent filled Naomi's nostrils and clouded her mind. She wanted nothing more in that moment than to breath more of it in. The cock in front of her had grown even more, now curved across the Luxio's bandaged thigh. It was huge compared to the ones she'd seen when peeking through a hole in the bathhouse. She wondered what this thing must eat to get so big!

The design was also completely foreign to her. The girthy pink shaft was completely smooth from where it emerged from the sheath, slowly tapering down in size until it reached a pointed tip. A fat vein snaked it way up the underside of the length until it reached the many strange bumps near the tip.

She didn't really know what she was doing, but decided that using her hands would be a good start.

Luxio was in complete bliss when the human touched his cock with her hands. An immediate bolt of pleasure shot up from his balls as she touched the base of his cock. His length surged and blasted a thin rope of pre on his chest at the contact, eliciting a gasp from the woman. He didn't know that the human's hands would feel so good, even better than some of the mates he'd taken over the years.

The first thing Naomi noticed was that the Pokémon's cock was extremely slimy. The entire length was covered in a slippery oil, she wondered where it might come from, but realized the answer was clear when the Luxio shot a blast of slime over its belly fur when she touched its breeding organ for the first time.

Seeing that as a positive reaction, she replaced her hand at the base of the Luxio's penis, holding it firmly. She was amazed that her fingers could barely touch going all the way around. As she ogled and explored the Pokémon's member, he was certainly enjoying the treatment. She could see the creature's eyes were lidded and its tongue was hanging lazily out of its mouth, panting to the rhythm of her strokes.

Luxio had already pledged to thank the Maker for this reward, but with the treatment he was getting, he would become a devout. The woman's hands were exquisite, stroking and squeezing his base as he wetted his blue chest fur with his precum. Opening his half-lidded eyes, he looked lovingly at the human attending him just in time to watch her bring her second hand to hold his tip.

He growled lustfully as her fingers brushed across his sensitive barbs, squeezing his shaft from top to bottom. He thrust lightly into her hands as he blasted a shot of precum hard enough to hit himself in the chin, but he didn't mind in the slightest. Luxio couldn't remember being hornier, even during his first rut freshly after evolving. And this human woman was attending his every need. Her fingers squeezing, rubbing, and dancing along his shaft as he worked closer to his peak.

Naomi was surprised at the nubs at the tip of his cock. Stroking upwards, they were completely smooth, but on the downstroke, they stuck out, increasing the friction against her hands significantly. She wondered what their purpose was, maybe to give the female some added pleasure. Judging by his own reaction, they could just be for his own benefit.

Naomi saw that her efforts were having an effect as her arms began to tire from the work. Time and time again, she slid her hands along the Pokémon's large member. She experimented with different squeezes and handholds trying her best to speed up the process. It seemed that this Pokémon especially loved when she squeezed his base firmly and when she used both her thumbs to press into the barbs near his tip.

The Pokémon was squirming, thrusting into her hands with each stroke of her fingers. He was also getting sloppier, the soft blue fur on his chest completely matted with clear slime. She was shocked at how much he produced, and they weren't even at the climax yet.

She eyed his large testicles warily, seeing them shift with his thrusts, smelling the rich musk that muddled her mind. Just how big of a mess was she about to cause? She pondered the question right as she saw the testicles begin to pulse and squeeze towards the base of the Pokémon's cock.

Luxio couldn't hold back any longer, feeling the human's hands squeeze the vein on the underside of his cock while her other hand slid back over his barbs was too much. With a loud roar, he thrust hard against her hands as he began to unload.

Naomi was lucky she saw it coming, because she almost lost her grip when the Pokémon thrusted with such force through her hands and shot weak electrical sparks shot through the hard member. In the last moment, she pointed the tip up and away from her as his urethra yawned open wide letting loose an incredibly powerful rope of cum that flew 2 feet into the air before tainting the red flowers lining the ground around them. And that wasn't nearly the end of it.

Rope after rope of thick semen poured out of the large Pokémon's cock as he ejaculated into her hands. His balls clenched in rhythm with the cum arcing through the air as he unloaded the most powerful climax of his life. Nearly a minute went by before he felt the waves of pleasure die down to a trickle as the last drops of cum dripped out of his spent cock, which began its retreat into its home.

Naomi was in shock, she had no reference for how large a male ejaculation should be, but her instinct told her that she had just witnessed something beyond human capability. This Pokémon had unloaded enough cum to mark his own hip and a square foot of flower patch white. It took her looking down at the spent Pokémon to finally realize what she was doing. She was alone in the Wildlands, had nearly been killed by wild Shinx, and had just been spending the last hour bandaging and beating off another Pokémon.

What in the world had gotten over her. Shaking her head and wiping her hands off on the grass, she stood up. “I hope you're satisfied, but I really need to get back to camp before it gets dark."

Luxio snapped out of his post-orgasmic bliss as he heard the human stand and speak. He detected a twinge of something negative. Was it disappointment? Anger? What did he do wrong? The Pokémon knew it would be a bad idea to anger an agent of the Maker, so he had to think quickly. It only took a moment before he realized what had gone wrong, in his bliss, he had been selfish and he had to make amends.

Naomi was shocked when the Pokémon responded to her statement by getting up and approaching her again. What now, did the thing not get enough already? She didn't have time to think of an answer as the Pokémon ducked its head low under her skirt and began to sniff at her crotch.

She quickly tried to back away. “Oh no you don't! I don't have ti-" she was cut off as the creature followed her movements and she felt a tongue lick at the silk garments covering her nether regions. “Please I –" She began before getting cutoff again when a second lick followed with a wave of electrical current from the Pokémon. Her knees buckled as her deepest region responded to the power and pulsed with wetness.

Gathering all of her strength, she pushed the Pokémon's head out from her skirt and held out her hand. “Stop! I really can't do this right now. I need to get back to camp, I'm sorry if you're not satisfied, but I need to go." She prayed that the creature could understand these words as her body recovered from its sudden efforts.

It had felt good. So good that she knew if he did it again, she likely wouldn't be able to resist his advances. Which, seeing the sun at the near end of its time giving light to the Fieldlands, would not end well for her.

Luxio was confused when the human pushed him away a second time. He could smell her arousal and his tastebuds confirmed her body had been preparing itself for a partner. The tone in her voice, however, told a different story. Her disappointment was back again. Did he misunderstand? Not knowing what was wrong, he dropped his head low and laid down, hoping not to draw further ire from this agent of the Maker.

Naomi gave a sigh of relief as the Pokémon finally backed down. She took a moment to realign her skirt and undergarments as she looked at the cowering Pokémon. It clearly felt bad for what it did, which was a good sign for communication's sake.

“Look, I'm sorry I couldn't help you more, but you'll just have to find a mate if you want that kind of thing." She sighed watching his ears perk up, there would be only another hour or so of good sunlight, so she really needed to get back to camp. “Thank you again for helping me with those Shinx. I really do appreciate it."

With that, she turned to leave, slinging her satchel over her shoulder. She had started to climb the hill when she heard a strange sound behind her, like air whooshing through the reeds. Fearing the worst, she turned around to see… nothing. The Pokémon that had been there was gone, likely run away back to its home, with no evidence left over than the off-coloured splotch of flowers.

Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted the Poké ball resting on the grass. “Oops, I must've dropped it." As she slotted the ball back into her bag, she looked out into the treeline hoping to see where the Luxio had ran off to. She whispered to the wind in hopes it would carry her words to the creature.

“Thank you, I hope to see you again one day."