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It's a complicated thing indeed, these so-called "anthro-mons"... Anthro shape, Pokémon features, intelligent and capable of speech. Since they are so much more like us, training one is all the hardest, especially when considering just how powerful they are.

It must've felt a bit bad for my friend, for instance, to see me gawk at his anthro lycanroc - that beast of a midday wolf, with bright coppery coat, sandy mane, sharp emerald eyes. The only thing he were were climbing socks and skintight spandex shorts. Much more than a pokémon would ever need, granted, but for a provocative attire for an anthro, which flaunted his hulking, enviable physique.

I couldn't help losing myself on those rippling muscles... and the 'mon obviously loved it; he was a natural attention hogger. It showed as we hiked - he made sure I saw just how easily those rock-hard muscles moved him, how the cold stone literally crumbled under his grip... Even as we reached the top and made camp, the exhibition didn't stop - Lycanroc made sure to clear the area of stalagmites, boulders, whatever was in the way. An autruistic gesture, though the way he crushed them between his thighs, between his arms, how he pummeled them down and pulverized them under his pawfeet... it was clearly also a show. For me, specifically. And I was loving it.

"Wow, so strong!"

"Haha, you haven't seen anything yet! I'm just warming up!"

"Gosh... Hugo, how much protein do you give this thing?..."

"Protein? Naaah, all natural, miss... I told master there to shell out some money for vitamins, but he's such a cheapskate..." The Lycanroc flexed his biceps proudly and slowly, allowing me to see how the bicep ballooned into a sinewy mountain. "Just imagine... with how big I am already, downing a couple bottles every now and then would make me into a flat out legendary! Hahaha, grrrrrrr!!!!" He struck a most muscular pose, growling as his eyes shimmered with energy.

I was salivating. Hugo, meanwhile, scowled, clearly annoyed, commenting:

"Hmph. Sure. Waste all my money, will ya? If anything, I should buy you some Zinc to help with your brains, if anything..."

The lycanroc smirked, responding:

"Aw, c'mon, master..." Suddenly, he walked calmly towards me. "miss here would agree... bigger is ALWAYS better~" He put his arm around my shoulder. Hard... so hard... so bulging, still warm from activity, I started breathing heavily. It was too much... Hugo looked away, also uncomfortable, but for a different reason.

"Shut up, Lycan. Or you'll be sleeping in the open tonight!"

Lycanroc didn't seem to mind the threat.

"Aw... fine, I can sleep outside." He crouched, now wrapping his other arm on my hip. He was puling me towards him. He was hugging me. God... I heaved and blushed bright red. That body... That godly body was holding me so warmly, I could feel his muscles so well... I could feel his... his... "Hmmmm... Say, miss... would you let me sleep in yours?"

"Lycan." Hugo said gravely. Lycanroc ignored, putting his muzzle on my ear as his colossal arms squeezed me in a pasionate embrace.

"I can show you some moves Hugo doesn't even know about~"

" LYCAN!!"

My friend's shout snapped us all out of it, it seemed. Lycan released me, While I gulped and tried to breathe normally again. It hit me: did I just get... hit on by a pokémon? My friend's pokémon? And I was... liking it. I was wanting that, I was wanting to...

The lycanroc crossed his arms and chuffed. "Master, you're such a killjoy..."

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