Just Like the Real Thing
Story by Incognito Pichu on SoFurry
When you have a Ditto, you need to be extra careful.
Disclaimer: This work of fiction may contain themes of homosexuality as well as explicit descriptions of sexual acts, and may involve participants who are non-human, and/or anthropomorphic. All characters depicted are 18 or older, even if otherwise specified. If any of that offends you, I suggest you not read any further.
Just Like the Real Thing
“I can't believe you left me there that long!"
The pokémon complained from his position on the 16-year-old trainer's shoulder as the duo headed down Route 209. Anzan had just picked up his Ditto, Match from the Breeding Center, and they were making their way south, towards Hearthome City.
“I already said sorry! Getting to Snowpoint City is kind of a hassle. I made it back as fast as I could!"
Match grunted in disapproval, not quite satisfied with the apology.
“A week though? Really?!"
“It was a long way! Plus, they don't have ride pagers in this region!"
Anzan and his family were professional breeders. They basically took orders from trainers, for specific pokémon with specific techniques or abilities, and despite his young age, Anzan already had a bit of his own following. Being a teenager however, he didn't quite have a huge amount of resources, thus he often had to rely on his family's facilities, or even the local “Daycare" as a breeding ground.
“Besides, you can't complain, I left five others with you. You probably had tons of sex to keep you entertained."
Match rolled his eyes, “Yeah... Getting plowed by every male pokémon in the city gets kinda old."
Even though the Ditto was technically genderless, based on his personality and preferences, he considered himself a male. Naturally, he favored being the “guy" during any sexual interactions. Unfortunately for him, most of Anzan's breeding involved passing down techniques, which required males to be partnered with Match.
“Can't you get another Ditto to use for egg moves? I'll specifically be the Ditto for mating with females, how about that?"
Anzan shook his head, “Sorry man... Your IVs are way too good, you're too valuable."
Upon hearing the response, The Ditto hopped off of the boy's shoulder. Glowing with energy, the pokémon's form changed, reshaping until a Lopunny stood in front of the boy.
With a flirtatious look and pose, Match spoke in a pouty tone, “Ooh, please Anzy... Don't you want to see me and another girl having some good wholesome fun?"
The Ditto ran his paw up his thigh, and licked his lips seductively after he finished speaking, playfully flaunting the female form.
Unfazed by the pokémon's enticing playfulness, the boy continued walking onward. “I've told you before Match... I'm not into pokémon girls."
Changing back into his Ditto form, he hopped back up onto the trainer's shoulder.
“One of these days, Zan... I'm gonna find out your fetish... Everyone's got a fetish..."
~~~~~
After a bit of walking, the duo arrived back at home, greeted by a gruff voice.
“About time you made it back."
A rather large Ursaring, wearing an apron stood in front of the kitchen, wiping his paws.
“You two almost missed dinner, go get cleaned up."
Anzan smiled at the bear, “Good to see you too, Orion."
Orion was an actual family pokémon, not meant to used for the family business. He stood rather tall for an Ursaring at just over seven feet, yet despite his intimidating size, he was actually fairly laid back. He helped out a lot, and did a good amount of the house work.
“Where are Mom and Dad?"
“Your parents had to take care of some business in Eterna City, they should be back tomorrow night. So, that means I'm in charge until then."
Taking immediate issue with the Ursaring's claim, Anzan spoke up while he washed his hands.
“You're in charge? What makes you think you're in charge?"
Orion smiled slyly. “Well first, take note that you're already doing what I tell you to do. Secondly, I'm older and more mature"
At hearing the pokémon's words, Anzan quickly snatched his hands away from the running water, “Pfft... Older? You've got like a couple months on me... Not to mention, I'm technically your trainer! Your pokéball is registered to me!"
Anzan made the statement while grinning triumphantly, as if he had just revealed decisive evidence, oddly though, Orion didn't seem too concerned with the statement.
“Oh, well in that case... I'm in charge... master." The Ursaring spoke the last word with sarcasm simply oozing from it. What the human said was technically true, but both of them knew that Anzan would never seriously try to pull that.
Very visibly rolling his eyes, Orion made his way back to the kitchen to finish getting the food ready.
Anzan turned to grab a paper towel to dry his hands, but was suddenly greeted by a Gardevoir, with a rather longing looking on it's face.
“It's okay, you can be my master, Anzan-senpai! Please train me!"
Though caught off-guard for just a moment, Anzan sighed in annoyance as he shrugged it off, and walked past.
“Very funny Match... Once again, I'm not into pokémon girls."
The Ditto glowed as it changed back into its regular form. “Heh, I'll get you one of these days, Zan. Everyone's got a fetish."
After finishing their meals, the evening progressed about as normal. Anzan contacted his clients, informing them of when they could pick up their pokémon and/or eggs, and Orion finished up some of the housework that he had been working on.
“Yes, the egg is ready for you to pick up. It's usually recommended that you get it before it hatches."
Anzan walked through the house while speaking on the phone.
“Yep, I guarantee your Eevee will able to learn Yawn and Wish. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow."
The boy tapped at his phone to end the call as he walked past the window.
“RRRAAAGH!"
Upon hearing the roar, Anzan shot his head to the left, looking outside to see the source of the noise. Standing in the yard was Orion, claw raised high in the air before bringing it down on to a log, smashing through the log with a single swipe.
The giant log now in two pieces, Orion took a few steps over, taking a hold of one of the pieces, and in a tremendous display of strength, lifted the piece above his head.
*THUMP*
Anzan's phone fell to the floor as he stood staring in awe at the pokémon in the yard. The log that the Ursaring was so effortlessly lifting had to be at least 8-900 pounds, probably more. The teen knew that the bear pokémon was strong, but he hadn't imagined anything of this magnitude, he had just ripped through a full-sized tree trunk with a single swipe of his bare claw.
As if the boy needed to be further amazed, Orion angled himself, seemingly aiming the log towards the northern edge of the yard before preparing to throw it.
“RRRAAAGH!"
Another blistering roar rang through the air as he launched the 15 foot long piece of wood into the air. It landed with a loud “THUD" about 100 feet away near a pile with several other similar logs.
As the Ursaring turned around to grab the other piece of wood, assumedly to toss it over with the other piece, Anzan was able to snap himself out of it. He quickly snatched his phone up off of the carpet, and continued on toward the kitchen, to get the water that he had gotten up to get in the first place.
Anzan swung open the fridge door and grabbed a bottle of water from within, immediately cracking it open and taking a swig from it.
It was just Orion doing some yard work, nothing wrong with that, right? Sure he's strong, he's a bear pokémon, of course he's strong... It's not a big deal. I see him doing work all the time. There's no reason to feel weird about anything...
The thoughts swirled in the boy's head as he stood there for what must have been several minutes, until he heard the door slide open.
Orion had apparently finished up outside, and had walked into the house, spotting the boy as he walked towards the main bathroom.
“I'm grabbing a shower, use the other bathroom, alright?"
A fairly standard request, but due to Anzan's flustered state, his response was a bit more nervous than he intended.
“Yeah! Other bathroom! S-Shower Okay!"
No doubt wondering about the boy's response, he gave him an odd look, “You alright?"
Anzan nodded strongly. “I'm cool, n-no problem."
The Ursaring smiled as he continued walking, “You probably should relax a bit, you seem a little flustered, you should consider heading to bed a bit early after you take care of your work."
The Ursaring continued out of the room, but the suggestion stuck with Anzan. The glanced at his phone. A little after 10 PM, maybe Orion was right, if nothing else, he had been traveling for most of the day, some rest did sound like a good idea.
There wasn't a lot left to take care of for the night, that previous call was the last one he had to make for the night. All he had to do was set up the new eggs for light incubation overnight, and truthfully, that was probably enough to get his mind back on track. Anzan was fairly one-track-minded, when he focused on working, that's all there was.
Nevertheless, he decided to follow through with the pokémon's suggestion anyway. After the 15 minutes it took to finish up with the eggs, he headed to the “other bathroom", assuming Orion was still showering in the main bathroom. It did usually take the larger pokémon a bit longer to clean himself up.
The boy headed towards his room, entering, he was met with a familiar voice.
“Took you long enough."
Startled a bit, Anzan looked up. Much to his surprise, Orion laid on the bed, arms folded behind his back, the pokémon had a small grin across his face as he looked playfully at the boy.
“Orion? I uh... thought you were showering?"
“I decided that it might be more fun to get a little dirtier instead."
Anzan blushed a little at the obvious double entendre.
“I saw you staring at me earlier. I take it you liked what you saw?"
The trainer trembled a bit at the Ursaring's words, eyes wide with surprise. Anzan was absolutely sure that Orion didn't see him.
“Y-You saw?! But, you weren't even facing me! H-How did you...?"
The bear didn't even answer, he simply brought forward his right paw, extending one claw, and repeatedly curling it in, beckoning the boy towards the bed, that sly grin never leaving his face.
Almost as if under some sort of hypnotic daze, Anzan stepped forward slowly, heart racing as he approached the pokémon that was currently occupying his bed.
Once in close enough to reach, the Ursaring extended his arm around the boy's back, grasping him, and pulling him in close to his body. With the boys chest against his, and their faces less than a foot apart, the bear spoke in a soft yet deep tone.
“Why don't you show me those breeding skills that you're so proud of?"
Is this why the bear had suggested that he go straight to bed? Where was all of this coming from? Anzan had know Orion his entire life, and never once had he shown even an ounce of interest in any type of romantic relationship.
Even with his mind racing, the boy's hand seemed to have a mind of it's own. Anzan swallowed hard, and with a deep breath, placed his hand on the bear's thigh, and slowly moved it inward, deeper between the thighs, getting dangerously close to reaching the bear's sheath.
Anzan's actions seemed to trigger a dramatic change in the pokémon. The bear's eyes went wide and he immediately released the light grip he had around the boy's body.
“WHOA! ZAN! S-STOP! I-IT'S ME! IT'S MATCH!"
Anzan didn't even react, his brain refusing to process the new information, he simply took a step back. “Match?"
Right before the boy's eyes, the Ursaring's face glowed and transformed into the signature “Ditto face" proving the pokémon's claim.
The trainer's jaw slowly dropped as the weight of the situation became more and more apparent to him. What ensued was an explosion of confusion, panic, embarrassment, and anger all at once.
“MATCH! WHAT THE HELL?!?"
“Sorry! I saw you looking at Orion earlier, I was just trying to mess with you a little!"
“MESS WITH ME?! YOU FUCKING BLOB! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!
“I'm sorry! I thought you'd know!"
“YOU THOUGHT I'D KNOW WHAT?!"
“I thought you'd be able to tell! You're always able to tell it's me!"
“AHHRGH! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! YOU FUCKING ASS!"
Anzan was seething with anger, face red, and fists clenched as he paced around the room.
Match, still in the Ursaring form, pleaded frantically, trying to calm the boy down a bit.
“Anzan, seriously I didn't mean anything by it! I really thought that you'd be able to tell it was me! Worst-case scenario, I thought you'd freak out a little bit."
Standing on the other side of the room, looking away. He had regained his composure enough to stop shouting, for fear that the actual Orion might hear, but Anzan was still shaking with rage and embarrassment.
“Fuck... Just kill me now... Seriously, do something useful tonight, morph into something that can kill me, and do it."
Match sighed, “Zan, i-it's not a big deal. You know that I don't care, it was just a stupid prank... What can I do to make it up to you?"
Anzan turned to the pokémon, looking at him for the first time since he revealed his identity, trying desperately to control his anger
“Just... nothing, Match. I'm not mad... not at you, at least..."
“Zan?"
It wasn't a lie, Anzan was used to the Ditto's antics, and even encouraged them to a degree, he was more upset at how the situation turned out.
“I just... I just found out something very intimate about myself in the the most humiliating way possible! I don't even think I understand a lot of stuff about myself right now!"
Awkward silence filled the room. The human and the pokémon stood there, neither really knowing what to say. The Ditto finally spoke up, taking a risk with his words.
“Well... If you want help, I'm the right guy for that."
Anzan looked towards Match, listening for his reasoning.
“I mean... I'm an exact duplicate of Orion right now. I have his body, his strength, I can even copy his personality. If there's anything that you want to... explore."
Anzan perked up a little at the Ditto's offer, but still looked away, unsure of exactly what he wanted. The boy was still a little upset, but the offer was enticing. He was clearly curious, but hesitant to accept.
Seeing that the boy was interested, Match took the initiative, reassuming the Ursaring facade.
“Like I said earlier Anzan, I'm in charge. So, step back over here."
Anzan was not exactly sure why he was submitting to the pokémon's request, but he found himself reluctantly stepping back over to the bed, eyes not wavering from the Match's face.
A strong paw wrapped around the teenager's back once again, pulling him in close, it wasn't long before the duo was back in the same position that they were in before Match revealed himself.
“Why don't you show me what you were planning to do with your hand earlier."
It was ridiculous how accurately Match was able to imitate the Ursaring. Not just the visual appearance, Anzan was used to that, but Orion's mannerisms, his tone of speech, everything about his personality was being expertly portrayed by the Ditto. Even in the situation that they were in now, a situation, that neither of the two had ever seen Orion in, the way that the Ditto was acting just felt 100% authentic as how Orion himself would behave.
Slowly placing his hand back onto the pokémon's thigh, he swallowed hard as he moved his hand deeper in, towards the sheath. Anzan was a bit surprised to feel the tip already starting to emerge.
“Mm... Your hands are real soft."
Match's voice was low enough to almost be a growl, he was clearly enjoying the teen's caressing.
Anzan's hand made its way a little lower, finding its way towards the pokémon's balls, and cupping his palm around one of them, barely able to contain the size.
Anzan marveled a bit, “Uh... Is everything... a-actual size?"
The Ditto-turned-Ursaring nodded, “Exact copy."
The thought of “How does Match know the exact size of Orion's junk?" lingered for a moment, but Anzan quickly turned his focus back to his task, the boy moved his hand back to the sheath, finding a substantial amount of the shaft now emerged.
“I'm uh... not sure I can fit my hand all the way around.
No sooner did Anzan finish that statement, than did he find his shirt being lifted up, and off his body.
“Well, your mouth is a little wider than your hands, right?
Anzan rolled his eyes at the corny comment, climbing onto the bed in front on the pokémon.
“Well, open your legs a bit..."
For a split-second a look of surprise flashed on Match's face, seemingly a little stunned that Anzan was actually going to do it. Quickly regaining himself, he complied, spreading the large Ursaring legs wide.
That massive bear cock was still hardening, still extending upwards, as Anzan positioned himself in front of it, running his hand slowly up the side of it.
“Th-This has gotta be a foot long!"
“Thirteen inches, actua-AH!"
Match's comment was interrupted by a sudden wet heat surrounding his tip. Anzan wasted no time at all diving face first onto that shaft.
“Oof! Heh, you're a lot more eager than I thought you'd be."
Anzan stuffed as much as he could manage to fit into his mouth, which actually wasn't much more than the tip. The majority of the shaft was too thick for the boy to spread his lips over, though that didn't stop him from giving his best effort.
As his tongue danced around the head, Anzan became increasingly aware of the constant flowing of pre that was filling his mouth. From his own escapades, he was familiar with a small amount of pre leaking out and helping with the lubrication. He was not prepared for the constant stream filling up his mouth that he was currently experiencing.
**COUGH** **COUGH** **COUGH**
The overwhelming amount of pre-cum proved to be a bit more than the boy was ready for, he pulled off of the shaft coughing after the liquid began leaking into his throat.
“I-Is that all just pre? Holy shit, you're gonna drown me!"
Match let out a low growl, almost soft enough to be called a purr. Moving slowly and carefully on the bed, he repositioned himself, rising onto his knees.
“Well, then I guess should put this somewhere safer, why don't you turn around...?"
Anzan shuddered slightly as Match moved his paw down, stroking the firm member, helping to spread the leaked pre all over, slicking the entire mass of flesh.
Anzan remained still, seemingly contemplating the endeavor, wondering if it was even possible. Apparently this was taking too long for pokémon. Wanting to display Orion's strength further, he simply grabbed the boy, turning him manually.
“Or, I could do it for you."
Immediately upon moving the boy, Match took a hold of Anzan's shorts, lowering them halfway down the boy's thighs, enough to expose his bare behind.
Getting adjusted to his new position on the bed, Anzan felt the heavy slick bulk weighing on his behind, still dripping fluid as it rested.
“If you're hesitant about this, you'd better let me know now, Zan."
Zan swallowed hard and shook his head, “J-Just be gentle, Orion."
Match grinned at Zan's choice of words as he settled in. Placing the strong paws on the boys ass cheeks, he spread them, gently rubbing the tip of his member against the tight hole, coating it with pre to help with the impending entry.
“Brace yourself, Zan."
With a slow application of pressure, Match slowly got the ring to spread around the tip, finding entrance into the boy's body.
“Ah! Shit, Orion, you're so damn BIG!"
Match pressed in a bit further, the grin still on his face. “Heh, I'm not even halfway in, you don't know what 'big' feels like yet."
With another press, Match had about 6 inches in, and that immense girth was starting to get to Anzan. The boys own member was now fully hard and starting to drip his own pre-fluid.
“Unngh... Orion, do you think you can go faster? I-I'm close."
“Close already? Guess, I had better go faster then, I need to catch up!"
Tightening his grip on the boy's behind, Match did just that, picking up speed, and powering himself in deeper. Each outward thrust pulling out the entirety of the shaft except the tip, and each inward thrust getting just slightly deeper than the least.
“Mmm, almost all the way in..."
One more thrust did it for Anzan, his orgasm hit hard. The boy let out a shout as he squirted a jet of cum on the sheets below.
“AH! O-ORION!"
** click **
“Zan? Did you just ca..."
Standing in the doorway, the real Orion stood, staring at the pair on the bed. Apparently, the Ursaring had finished his shower, and had heard the boy's exclamation.
For a moment, it was as if all three of them were frozen in time. Match, in the form of an Ursaring, was kneeling on the bed with nearly the full length of his dick inside the human, while Orion stood at the doorway, mouth open as he stared.
Just as Anzan was about to say something and take a shot at explaining himself and the situation, Orion broke the silence.
“Alright, I'm in."
“W-What!?"
Anzan's eyes went wide as the actual bear pokémon stepped forward, lightly stroking his sheath, coaxing the tip to make it's appearance.
“I usually get off right before bed anyway."
With the real Orion now standing at the foot of the bed, he stared down at the human, quickly becoming incredibly aroused at the sight of Anzan in such a position, the boy's face inches from his rapidly extending cock.
Leaving one hand on the bed to stay balanced, Anzan reached forward, taking the base of the dick, and admired it, studying every bit of it, before extending his tongue forward and running it over the firm organ.
“Match wasn't kidding about being an exact copy, it even tastes the same..."
Anzan felt Orion's strong paw against the back of his head, lightly pressing, nudging the boy's face against the shaft.
“Well, I hope it's a taste that you enjoy, Zan."
Anzan quickly nodded, then began lapping at the flesh again, desperate to attend to Ursaring cock for the second time of the night. Anzan was very much enjoying the idea of getting to please Orion again, especially now that it was the real one, even reaching the point where he was becoming aroused again.
“I hope you guys don't mind if I start back up."
Match's statement barely even qualified as a warning, he was right back into it, as soon as he said that.
Zan was shoved forward powerfully, his face smashing against Orion as he continued trying to lap his tongue wildly at the flesh spire.
The boy dropped both hands to the bed, putting as much effort as he could into simply staying upright. The sheer strength behind Match's thrusts threatened to crush him against Orion's body, yet at the same time, the thrusts rang bells inside of him, making the boy see stars.
With Zan suddenly off-balance, Orion's need was unattended, and with his shaft now at its full size, it didn't take long for the Ursaring to grow impatient.
Softly placing his paw against Zan's head, Orion motioned the boy forward.
“Open wide."
“Uh, I already tried with Match. I-It's too thick for me to take."
Orion gently placed one claw in Anzan's mouth, being careful not to scratch the boy, he coaxed it slightly open.
“That just means you weren't trying hard enough..."
The Ursaring angled his length carefully before moving forward, the ridiculous girth stretching the boy's mouth to it's limit, despite only being a few inches in.
Match's strokes from behind fit exactly with the timing of Orion's thrusts. Each push from behind helping to fit the breeder's gaping maw over the Ursaring's shaft. With the increasing amount of pre leaking from Orion, the organ began sliding in deeper and easier.
** PLAP **
“Mmmm!"
The audible slap of Match's balls against Anzan elicited an moan from the boy, even with his mouth currently occupied.
“Ah yeah, that's the whole thing in you, Zan. Won't be much longer."
Hearing that Match was getting close, Orion decided to pick up the pace a little. Using both paws to Take a firm grip on the back of the boy's head, his thrusts became increasingly stronger, forcing his way into the throat, making a noticeable bulge as the he managed to get the majority of the way in.
“RRAAAAGH! Your throat is TIGHT! Not gonna last!"
It wasn't much longer for either pokémon, nor was it for Anzan, as he felt himself hit a second orgasm, again without ever touching himself.
“RRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
The two pokémon let out simultaneous identical Ursaring roars as they climaxed. Orion blasting his load directly down the boy's throat, and Match filling him from behind.
Anzan's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt himself getting overflowed at both ends, he was not prepared for the massive deluge of sperm that was being pumped into him.
The boy felt his gut begin to expand from the volume of seed from each pokémon vying for the limited space, but before he could start worrying about the situation, he felt a sudden emptiness as the cocks were ripped from both of his holes at once.
“AH! You guys!"
Anzan choked out a couple words, finally able to speak again, but his reprieve was short.
“Not done yet!"
Neither pokémon was quite at empty just yet. Now free of Anzan's body, each pokémon dick lingered mere inches away as they resumed their climax. Match firing thick ropes of seed over Anzan's back, while Orion painted the boy's face and hair white.
Without the support of the iron hard organs inside his body, and weakened from the after-effects of his orgasm, Anzan slumped down, collapsing into the puddle of cum that had formed below him on the bed. Anzan laid there breathing heavily while the pokémon rode out their orgasms.
~~~~~~
It was about 15 minutes before any of the trio moved from their positions on the bed. Orion was the first to say something, as he motioned into an upright position.
“Zan, you could've just told me, instead of having Match pretend. I've been wanting to see you covered in my cum for a while now."
Match chuckled a bit, and chimed in, “Heheh, uhhh... That my have been my fault actually, long story..."
Orion shrugged as he stood up, “Whatever... I need another shower, and you should get some rest Zan, I'm claiming that ass of yours in the morning."
The boy rolled onto his back as he looked over to the Ursaring, “Uh, y-yeah... Night, Orion."
The Ursaring left the room, holding a paw up as a farewell gesture as he exited, leaving Anzan and Match alone in the room.
“Told you I'd find your fetish, master!"
Anzan turned after hearing Match's new voice, almost comically high-pitched and extremely girly. Only to see a Braixen for some reason dressed like a Japanese maid curling up next to him, snuggling in very close.
“Match, Wh-Wha... Where did you even get that outfit just now?!
Ignoring the question, Match smiled looking up at the breeder.
“And now that I know I'm going to transform into the biggest strongest pokémon guys you've ever seen, and pump you full of more cum than you can imagine."
Match fell asleep soon after that statement, but it took Anzan a little longer to drift. The fact that a 3-foot tall fox girl in a maid outfit just declared that she was going to 'pump him full of cum' made him consider it for a bit.
“Hm... Maybe I have more than one fetish..."