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I Feel Like a Woman

It was mid-afternoon near the beginning of spring as the sun shone brightly over the neighborhood. The weekend brought with it clear skies and happy groups of people from families enjoying time together to friends playing basketball in someone's driveway to people working on their cars, mowing the lawn, or whatever else their free time afforded them. Looking out through the windows of one of the neighborhood houses at the menagerie of daily life was a tall and skinny Lucario Pokemon who espied the numerous denizens of the area.

Silvar shared many of the normal colorations typical of a standard lucario. Dark gray fur approaching black covered his forepaws and hindpaws, jutting upwards a short ways along his forearm while on his legs it climbed all the way up his thighs. A single, large gray-furred band encircled his waist while two more bands formed rings around his shoulders. A gray mask covered his face along the sides of his head and down the center of his forehead. He had three spikes jutting out from his skin, one on the outside of either wrist and one protruding from the center of his upper chest and most of his torso was covered in a light olive-colored fur.

He differed from his fellow lucario in a few other aspects of his appearance. For one thing, the olive coloration of his torso cut off midway up his chest where a large tuft of dark gray fur grew that connected with the rings around his shoulders. In addition, the normal blue fur color was instead a very light gray color bordering on silver. The light gray fur on his waist and upper thighs connected seamlessly with the dark gray fur leading down his leg, instead of popping out like a pair of shorts. He had a head of shaggy brown fur and the typical bulbous appendages growing out the back.

He stood naked in full view for anyone to see, his sheath fairly hidden within the silver-gray fur of his crotch, though his testicles dangled clearly below his legs. When he walked, there was a slight femininity to each step and without the sheath and balls between his legs, one could almost mistake him for a female. The gray-furred fox-like Pokemon always enjoyed just watching the other anthros of this world in their various activities.

He took particular interest in a small doberman family of three, a mother and her two children. Watching the mother as she walked with her kids, holding their hands, smiling jovially at whatever silly thing one of her young said. Silvar watched with humor, adoration, and a particular longing for what the family had. As he continued to watch the canine and her brood, the lucario began to feel a twinge of sadness that he couldn't experience life the way that doberman could. His mind wandered to dreams of what it would be like to switch places with the dog for a day. So distracted by his thoughts, the pokemon didn't notice the large figure approaching him from behind.

"Hey!"

Silvar flinched for a second, taken aback by the sudden loud greeting by the owner of the house. "Hey, Feraku."

Silvar turned around to look at his friend, a red and white-furred tiger who stood a good 6 inches taller than the pokemon. His fur was white and his stripes were a bright red. That same bright red fur covered the front of his torso and his chin. The irises of his eyes were a dark hunter green while the rest of the eye was a bright, eerie, yellow-green. The most interesting coloration were a pair of stripes on his forehead that formed a diamond shape and what looked like an arrowhead pointing down just underneath it. The hair on his head was crimson red, shaggy and disoriented. He wore a sleeveless leather jacket latched in the front by two straps and the jacket did not hide his chest and stomach, as well as a pair of black jean pants. He had a gold metal collar on his neck with the clasp in the front made of three circles. Unlike Silvar, he was very muscular, sporting a protruding chest and a six pack abdomen.

The tiger chuckled at his friend's reaction, a beer in one paw as he stared back at the pokemon. "Well, you're a bit jumpy. Where was your mind at just now?"

Silvar looked back at the doberman family as they walked away. "I was just thinking."

"About what?"

Silvar paused a moment, letting a paw run up and caress his own chest. "What it would be like to be a woman."

Feraku cocked an eyebrow at his friend's statement. "I'd like to act surprised, but truth be told, I'm not really."

The tiger smiled jokingly at his friend as Silvar continued. "Oh shut up! But seriously, haven't you ever wondered what it's like to be a female? To have everything turned inside out, to have someone... inside of you in a way that men could never know?" As he spoke, his paws wondered down to his belly just over his sheath.

"No, can't say that I have. I like my dick and I don't see how anyone could want to get rid of it."

"I'm not saying I don't like being a guy, but... I mean... if you could change your gender for just one day, wouldn't you?"

"No. Would you?"

Silvar thought for a moment as the female doberman left his view. He smiled brightly and nodded his head. "I would."

"And if you were female, if you had a pussy, would you want to put it to work and find out what it really means to be a woman?"

Silvar blushed as Feraku spoke to him, turning to look his friend in the eyes as thoughts of having another man's cock impale him through an opening in his crotch danced through his mind. "I would."

Feraku then roughly placed a paw on Silvar's shoulder, knocking him forward a little. "You know, I think I can help you with that." Silvar looked at his friend in confusion, a mischievous smirk growing on the feline's face.

A moment later, Silvar was sitting on the couch, waiting for the tiger to return from having gone down the hall to the bedroom. Once the lucario caught the feline out of the corner of his eye, he stood at attention as Feraku, or Fear as he knew him, walked back with two small flasks in hand. One was clear and transparent and held in it a syrupy, minty green liquid while the other was orange-colored and the contents were a mystery. Fear placed the orange flask on a nearby counter and stepped over to Silvar, the pokemon keeping his eyes glued to the glass bottle.

Fear stared questioningly at Silvar. "You sure you wanna do this?"

Silvar paused for a moment, his nerves firing and his stomach filled with butterflies. A small amount of doubt filled him at the prospect of what he was about to do, but his curiosity and pension for experimentation made him eager to go through with this. The pokemon had heard of gender swapping before, but he didn't realize it had been put into practice. Now that he had the opportunity to experience something he didn't even realize was possible, he was filled with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He eyed the clear, transparent flask and then darted his eyes over to the orange flask sitting on the counter. He then looked back at the tiger.

"You're sure the potion will work?"

Fear nodded. "Absolutely. I've used this before and never had any problems."

"And the antidote; you're sure that'll turn me back?"

Fear nodded again. "Yes. Both potions work without issue. The only question you need to think about is, do you really wanna do this?"

With the assurance that his potion would not falter, the lucario's commitment to what he was about to do became absolute. His spirit rose and he smiled widely as his excitement peaked. He nodded to his friend. "Yes. I really want to do this."

Fear smiled back and handed his friend the flask. Silvar took it eagerly and looked it over. There was a screw cap on top that easily unscrewed. Once loose, he removed the cap and sniffed at the contents, receiving nothing close to a minty scent, but some mixture of sour grapes and NyQuil. After confirming the less than alluring, but not at all toxic, smell of the potion, Silvar grinned at Fear as he realized something.

"Hold up. If you're not into gender swapping, then what the hell are you doing with this?" he asked the tiger.

Fear grinned back and cocked his eyebrows. "What, you think you're the first person I've met who wanted to know what it was like to be the other gender?"

Silvar left it at that, still pondering that the feline might have experimented with it himself, but was more concerned with what it could do for him. He took a deep breath before putting the rim of the flask to his lips and letting the viscous liquid slide to the edge and dribble out onto the pokemon's tongue. The entire flask emptied out into Silvar's maw, the taste about equal in intensity to the scent and making the lucario shiver a bit. He swallowed it quickly, avoiding the lingering effects of the potent flavor as the last of the potion mixed in with Silvar's saliva. He lowered the flask when he was done, swallowing the rest and trying to mitigate as much of the taste as possible, though a small amount of the aromatic flavor remained. Silvar lifted the flask and saw a thin film of the potion still clinging to the interior of the flask.

The pokemon looked back at the tiger. "I don't need to swallow all of it, do I?"

Fear grabbed the flask from Silvar. "Actually, you only need about a third of what was actually in there in order for the potion to work. The more you ingest, though, the faster the change happens."

"Oh. So how long does it take before the change starts?"

"For you, not long."

Silvar nodded and stood there, naked, staring back at his friend, arms crossed and maintaining a happy grin on his face. At least a minute went by and Silvar felt no different than he ever did, but soon enough he started to feel certain changes taking place. It started with a tingling sensation throughout his body, which actually felt kinda nice. As it spread, he started noticing some pressure in certain areas, particularly his erogenous zones. He felt a slight bit of nausea, but that passed quickly to be replaced by a strong feeling of something pressing against his bladder. He groaned in mild pain and discomfort as his crotch and ass were both overcome with a burning sensation that spread quickly. The tingling in his chest soon felt more prickly as if being poked by a thousand small thumb tacks. His muscles felt weak and he could no longer support himself so he dropped to his knees and fell over on his paws.

"You alright there, Silvar?" asked Fear.

The pokemon was breathing heavier and the pressure and prickliness he was feeling wasn't too much to bear. "I'm OK... I just... wasn't sure... what to expect."

He groaned again as his testicles were pulled back against his groan as he felt his pelvic bone shift outward, his hips widening as his internal sex organs began to change. His testicles were being pulled inside his body, until they were finally internalized, slowly tunneling through his body until eventually stopping. As that was happening, the hole of his sheath began to widen and the rim began to change to a more elastic epidermal layer. His cock began to shrink and stretch as the tip was pulled back against his groin and the rim of his sheath began to fold inwards against his crotch. He was gasping through each individual breath as sweat began to cover his body, the physical change taking its toll on Silvar's endurance. The tip of his cock was soon altered and now sat comfortably as a thick, sleek, sensitive clitoris atop what was once his sheath but was now his labia. His internal organs soon shifted and a uterus formed inside of him with a new pair of Fallopian tubes leading to his ovaries, formerly his testicles.

He groaned again as his hips widened out more and his chest began to push outward, fat cells clumping up to form large, round, supple breasts. He was shaking from the alterations, beads of sweat flowing down his forehead as his body heat grew in combination with his changes. Soon, though, the pressure he felt throughout began to dissipate, the prickly sensation returning to a numbing tingle, and his body stopped mutating with his breasts fully formed and his hips wide and open. As Silvar stayed put a couple minutes longer, sweaty, hot, and out of breath from the change, Fear stared down with a proud smile on his face. Silvar was no longer a he, he was a she.

The fatigue eventually faded in the lucario and she lifted herself onto her haunches, pulling her head back and catching her breath again. Fear stepped forward and cocked his head as he stared down at the new female in his living room. "How was it?"

Silvar looked back at the tiger and cocked an eyebrow. "It wasn't that bad. I mean, it hurt a bit and I feel sore all over, but it was actually kind of-"

She stopped as she laid eyes on the first noticeable change on her body. Her mouth hung open in shock and admiration as she glanced down at the supple bosom below. Large, spherical bulbs hanging from her chest, covered lightly in gray and olive fur of just the right size; not too big and not too small. Silvar couldn't help but bring her paws up and begin massaging the fatty organs, almost shedding a tear at the mere idea that this was really happening. He furry digits came across the exposed nipples and gave them a light squeeze, causing her to moan erotically.

Having gotten her first exciting experience of being a female, she then wanted to confirm the rest of her was also female. Without looking down, she slowly moved her paws down along her belly, through the fur to between her legs. As her hands moved over the tight-sealed lips covering her internalized sex organs, she gasped with wonder at the realization that she was now sporting female genitals. She continued to massage her crotch, feeling the heat rise around the opening as she stared up at her friend who just stared down hungrily at her.

"I'm... I'm... a woman," she said with restrained elation.

"Mm-hm. And guess what, the interior plumbing matches the exterior."

"I wanna see."

"Yeah. There's a mirror on the wall right here."

Silvar stood up quickly, still a little shaky, and walked quickly over to the full-body mirror hanging on the wall. Once she got a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she froze, her emotions running high at the sight of breasts on her chest and a vagina between her legs. The whole experience was exhilarating, but this was just beginning. She posed a few times in a very effeminate manner as she chuckled nervously, thrilled with the view.

She paused for a moment before bringing her paws up to her soft, round boobs. She watched herself play with them, massaging the underside, squeezing them gently, moaning light with pleasure. She began massaging her breasts more roughly, fondling herself and enjoying the pleasurable sensations that it brought her. Her sensitive nipples sent shivers through her body, making her moan and swoon with every touch. She looked between her legs and saw the edge of the opening to her cunt, still feeling a bit awkward at finding her sheath and balls missing. She could feel the heat coming off her cooch, anxious to feel the stimulation her new organs would bring her. She let one paw stay on her chest while the other moved down to between her legs. Once within touching distance, Fear reached out and grabbed her wrist, stopping her from pleasuring herself. Silvar's eyes darted over to the tiger, her breathing noticeably ragged.

"Let me," was all he said and her heart fluttered with exuberance. She moved her paw to her side as Fear moved around behind her, one paw coming up and cupping her other breast, playing with it and pulling her back against his chest. He leaned forward and licked the nape of her neck, tasting the residual salty flavor of sweat and physical strain. His free paw came around and grabbed her belly, pressing against the fur and flesh and making Silvar shudder with anticipation. His paw moved down slowly, his middle finger gliding over the crack in between the pokemon's legs. He pressed down with it, separating Silvar's pursed lips and gently caressed the exposed clitoris. The teasing sent a wave pleasurable sensations through Silvar's body and she threw her head and moaned loudly at her friends intrusive fingering.

Fear continued to rub the small, sensitive organ, garnering a continuous array of loud, lustful moans from the lucario. Silvar shivered with pleasure, the euphoric sensation of having her clit rubbed an experience that outweighed the same sensation of having her cock glans rubbed. She started to shuffle as Fear continued his assault, his finger continuously stimulating her to a point of sexual heights that she thought might actual rival anything she felt as a male.

After a couple minutes of constant stimulation, Fear pushed forward passed her clitoris, Silvar feeling a mix of disappointment at being teased and relief from not having it end so quickly. His finger moved through her vulva, glancing over her uninviting urethral opening down to the much more inviting vaginal opening. Silvar felt a deep sense of anxiety from what was about to happen, the whole experience an exciting, but nerve-wracking, encounter. Fear was playfully biting down on the scruff of her neck, his paw fondling her breast much more roughly than she was fondling herself, much to her delight. The tiger traced along the outer edge of the opening with a claw, making the pokemon's breath increase to a ragged pant.

Finally, after teasing her long enough, the feline brought his index finger together with his middle finger and shoved them deep into her vagina. Silvar tilted her head back and moaned loudly as Fear fingered her, the sensation of being opened from the front pleasurable in ways she didn't even think possible. Fear pushed his fingers deeper inside of her, her warm, moist depths making the feline growl lustily. They held that position for a while, Fear pulling his fingers in and out, pulling them apart to open her up wider, making her groan with erotic ecstasy. He continued to bite at her neck, then began to softly lick at it, his free paw gently caressing and squeezing the exposed nipple of her breast.

The whole process was driving Silvar to desperation. She needed to have Fear completely, in that she needed to have him inside of her, but she needed something other than his fingers. She shuffled out of his hold and as he noticed her trying to free herself, he quickly let go, pulling his digits out of pussy. She turned and looked at him, staring deeply into his green eyes, and he back into her red eyes. She placed her paws on his shoulders and in response he wrapped his paws around her waist, pulling her forward as she pressed her new breasts up against his chest. She lifted her head up and leaned into him, lips pursed as she joined her lips with his in a seductive kiss. Their lips separated and locked as their tongues both shot out and explored the inner maw of their partner's. They suckled away at each other in a passionate kiss, their paws exploring each others body as their affection for one another grew.

During their make-out session, Silvar brought her paws down to the buckle of Fear's jacket and undid the upper one, loosening it. She repeated the process with the second one, freeing the jacket from the tiger's torso, which he gladly and eagerly discarded onto the floor. They continued to kiss for some time, her paws wandering around his bare chest and stomach, gliding over the exposed muscles and admiring his fit body.

After a while, they finally broke the kiss, small strands of saliva separating as their lips moved away from each other. They smiled sensuously at each other as Silvar brought her muzzle to Fear's chest and began kissing it softly. She lowered herself, leaving small, innocent kisses on his chest and stomach as her face moved lower down the feline's body. Her paws traveled down his waist and then down his legs, which were still covered by denim jeans. Face-to-face with his crotch now, she quickly undid the buckle on his pants and pulled down the zipper. She grabbed the waistband and pulled his pants down to his thighs, revealing his tiger member underneath, absent of any underwear.

The typical tiger musk that exuded from such a large feline pervaded the area around it, a pheromone-rich mixture of erotic chemicals. As it dissipated, Silvar leaned forward and began lapping up the tiger cock, Fear closing his eyes and moaning at the sensual touch of her slick tongue. She licked again and again from base to tip, the feline phallus engorging with blood and quickly growing to full length. The pokemon brought a paw between the tiger's legs and cupped his tender balls, cradling them in her palm and gently massaging them, garnering further groans of lust from the feline male. She licked again, long and slow, stimulating the tiger's pleasure receptors, until it felt like her friend's penis was fully erect.

She then moved up to her the glans, little barbs covering the surface, her tongue moving along them and working expertly at the sensitive area. Fear grit his teeth and growled softly, enjoying the treatment immensely. Being male practically her whole life, Silvar knew how to pleasure a man's dick.Still, she thought, he won't know true pleasure until he's felt what it's like to have a clitoris. She mused to herself the new sensations she's experienced recently as she teased Fear's cock head, slickening it up with her saliva and giving his aptly large testicles a nice squeeze.

After a few minutes of oral foreplay, Silvar licked her lips and stood up, leaving Fear's penis to glisten with spit. As the tiger looked into the lucario's eyes, his own breathing now having become ragged, he could tell she was ready to begin the main event. Smiling wickedly, he reached down and finished pulling off his pants, lifting them off and tossing them to the side, leaving him as naked as her, save for the golden collar around his neck. Silvar's heart pounded in her chest as the moment came, the act of being bred always used with a sense of irony when two men had sex. Now, as a female, she could use it literally and her warm and wet loins ached for that man's cock.

Fear bent his legs, lowering himself as Silvar placed her paws on Fear's shoulders, bracing herself. He licked his lips as she spread her legs, allowing for easier access to her front entrance. Fear reached around and grabbed her ass, gripping it tightly and holding her in position as he brought his member just outside her snatch. Silvar's heart was racing, her excitement flying high as she would finally get to feel a man enter her pussy. Fear let out a mild growl as he squatted, lingering a bit to savor the moment before he grabbed his dick and pointed it upward. After a torturous few seconds, he lifted himself up, aiming his cock glans for her vaginal opening and pressing it up against it.

Once set, he grabbed her ass with both paws as Silvar held her breath, anxious for the initial insertion. In one swift motion and one hard thrust, he pushed upward, jamming his cock into her cunt, spreading her open wide and forcing the pokemon to moan loudly in ecstasy. Fear continued to push up, shoving inch after inch of long, hard tiger meat into Silvar's moist depths. He stood up straight, holding her by the rump and lifting her off her feet. Silvar grunted as she was hoisted up by her backside, reacting instantly by wrapping her legs around her friend's waist. Fear growled with lust as he stood up straight, letting gravity do the rest of the work as the lucario slid down further onto the tiger's pole, almost to the hilt, his cock head splitting her cervix open and peaking into her uterus.

They stared into each other's eyes for a moment, hungry for sexual release and Fear wasn't about to be the one to make them wait any longer. He grabbed her around the small of her back just above her tail and wrapped the other arm around her chest, her boobs pressing right up against his collar. Silvar kept her paws on Fear's shoulders for balance, but the sensation of feeling her cunt pressing down against Fear's penis, forcing it open, made her want to let go and get as much of that fleshy organ inside of her as she could.

Fear didn't stall for long as he held her tight in his arms and began bucking his hips in short, quick thrusts. With his waist pressed up against Silvar's groin, he was brushing up against her clit, stimulating her. With each thrust, Fear let out a grunt, signifying his exertion, and Silvar smiled at the erotic sounds. The tiger held tight with his arms and the pokemon held tight with her legs as Fear teased her unused uterus with his cock, the barbs raking against her vaginal walls. The mixture of sensations was so new to Silvar and as Fear thrust into her, she began to shuffle around in his arms, much to the tiger's delight.

The scent of sex began to permeate the air and the heat from the erotic performance was causing both of them to begin sweating. As Fear's climax built, he found the effort a bit much. He walked quickly over to a wall and roughly slammed Silvar against it, not so hard as to cause extreme discomfort, but hard enough to garner an inadvertent groan from her. The act was a bit harsh and distracting, but did little to keep Silvar from enjoying being filled with tiger cock. Fear was breathing through his mouth, small dribbles of drool slowly began to creep out of the side of his muzzle as the sensual feeling of having his penis stimulated by the warm, damp insides of Silvar's new vagina was quickly bringing the feline to his peak.

His thrusts were getting faster and Silvar was bouncing in his arms, with her new breasts jiggling like jelly against his chest. Fear leaned forward and shoved his face right in between the bouncing busts, sniffing at the scent between them and letting them squish his face. Silvar moaned in pleasure, the tiger's waist rubbing quickly against her clitoris and stimulating her further, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. The feeling of his cock spreading her open and his face assaulting her breasts added to the experience, further driving her lust and her desire to accept his seed. Their fur began to glisten as their body heat from sex was making them sweat profusely.

Fear's pelvic bucking grew faster as he grit his teeth, his orgasm imminent as he tried desperately to reach his peak. Silvar wasn't far off either, the combination of clitoral stimuli and vaginal pummeling quickly inducing her climactic finale. Fear was growling softly under light grunts, his muscles tight and flexed, small beads of sweat forming on his fur. Silvar was moaning louder now, the sensations becoming sharper and sharper. She lifted up her arms off of Fear's shoulders and held them above her head, letting her weight press down against the tiger while he rammed her hard. Fear looked up at her, grinning mischievously with teeth bared as he drove home their mutually imminent climaxes.

Several more minutes of short, hard thrusts, hips pounding together with loud grunts filling the air and matted fur forming from hot bodies before the tiger's bucks soon slowed down. His hips began pulling back further, each thrust getting slower and slower while more and more of his moist, sensitive cock was drawn out before being shoved back in. Fear grit his teeth and shut his eyes as that tingling sensation in his prick built up more and more, his entire groin on fire as he soon reached the plateau. Silvar looked down, sharing the tiger's amorous status, the moment close where ever muscle in her pelvis, vulva, and uterus would contract and she'd get to experience her peak in a way she never could before.

Those long, slow thrusts soon got long and hard as Fear began bucking his hips fast, pulling out far and shoving back in quickly, coaxing his body to the point of sexual euphoria before one final joust did the trick. With a loud grunt, Fear rammed hard into Silvar, burying his cock to the hilt and shoving the tip into her uterus. The feline threw his head back and moaned loud in ecstasy as he shot a long series of tiger ejaculate into the lucario. His cock bobbed and danced while inside her, spewing shot after shot of hot, sticky jizz, coating the uterine walls with tiger spunk. His thrusts became short and hard, milking himself with her tight cunt to insure every ounce of cum was ejected from his urethra.

Shortly after he reached his peak, Silvar reached her own, the rubbing of her clitoris and the stretching of her vagina sending her into orgasmic bliss. She threw her head back and screamed out loud as her soft tissue contracted, tightening around Fear's junk and making her shudder with pleasure. Her legs straightened out in front of her, pinned against the wall, she felt weightless in the tiger's arms as her body convulsed as it prepared to take the feline's seed. Inside of her, the sperm that coated her innards found its way inter her oviduct and to a clutch of eggs by her ovaries, fertilizing them and impregnating the pokemon, unbeknownst to either of them at the moment.

Fear's muscles were straining, the last drops of seminal fluid seeping out of his dick slowly and pleasurably. He took a moment to catch his breath, still enjoying the after effects of the orgasmic high. Silvar was still convulsing, her orgasm lasting longer than Fear's, an experience she hadn't expected, but still enjoyed nonetheless. After a moment, they both began to come down, Fear resting his face once again in Silvar's chest as he caught his breath and Silvar resting her arms again on Fear's shoulders. They took a little time to calm down, Fear relaxing his overworked muscles as their sweaty bodies glistened in the afterglow. Fear looked up at Silvar who stared back at him, both breathing heavily and both feeling tired from their amorous activity. They smiled at each other before leaning into each other for a kiss. They kissed a few times before they began to lock lips, letting their tongues explore each others muzzle while Fear kept his penis buried deep inside her vulva.

They broke the kiss as Fear stepped away from the wall, a little wobbly, before picking her up off of his dick and setting her down on the floor. Silvar unclamped her thighs from his waist as he did so, keeping them spread as his cock slid out of her with a sloshing sound before the piece of meat finally fell out, flopping down and releasing a torrent of orgasmic juices. A mixture of male and female ejaculate squirted out of Silvar's cooch, a small, wet stream of liquid oozing down her inner thigh. The feeling was highly sensual to the lucario and she soon found herself wanting to go for a second round.

Fear eyed her, fatigue on his face, but smiling still, thoroughly satisfied with the results. "So, what did ya think? Pretty fun, huh? Everyone else that tries it says it's an amazing experience."

Silvar looked back at him, smiling seductively at the man that just made her his woman. "Mm, you have no idea. I think I'm gonna wanna do this again, sometime."

Fear chuckled. "Yeah, they always do. Well, come on. I'm gonna clean up. You wanna take the antidote now, or do you wanna have some more fun later in that body?"

The two began to walk to the bathroom, Fear leading the way and Silvar following, very messily, behind. "Hm. I think I'll wait for now. I wanna enjoy this for as long as I can."

"Well, you could keep the body for a few days if you wanted to. There's no reason to turn you back right away."

They reached the bathroom and Fear grabbed a small towel from the cabinet, wetting it and washing off his penis. As Silvar stood there watching the tiger, waiting her turn, she suddenly felt an odd sensation in her uterus. She brought a paw to her belly and held it, concern coming over her. As the sensation continued to plague her, her newly acquired female instincts took over and she became overwhelmed with pride, as if the experience of being a female couldn't get anymore enjoyable or complete.

She looked up at Fear exuberantly. "Fear."

"One sec. Just give me a moment and I'll give you a fresh one."

"Fear."

The tiger stopped and looked at the lucario, noticing her expression and becoming intrigued. "What is it?"

Silvar smiled wide as she held her belly. "I think I'm pregnant."

Fear dropped the towel on the ground, his eyes growing wide with shock. "What? Wha- what do you mean- How can you- Wait, how could you even know that you're pregnant? We just had sex."

"I don't know how I know, but I do. And I am. I'm pregnant."

Silvar seemed excited while Fear was a bit taken aback. He wasn't sure how to react, so he took a moment to speak, making Silvar feel a little shameful. "Well, this is new. This has never happened before."

"Never?"

"Nope. Since it's never happened with me and I've never heard of it happening with anyone else, I just assumed it was impossible. Huh. I guess I should've looked into this a little more."

Silvar's smile started to fade. "So, are you OK with this?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. But I guess this means you won't be turning back anytime soon."

Silvar chuckled. "Yeah, I guess not."

"Any idea how long it takes."

Silvar thought about it a moment. "I think something like two weeks, a week, something like that."

"Oh, wow! Not long at all. I was thinking more like a couple months or something, but a week. Well, you can stay here if you want until the babies come."

"Eggs."

"Huh?"

"All pokemon lay eggs."

"Oh. OK."

Fear continued to clean himself off and once he was finished, he gave Silvar a clean towel to clean herself. She was nervous now, unsure how it would happen or how it would affect her, but it she didn't concentrate on it too much. She was a woman now, pregnant, and just had one hell of a fun time with her friend. Whatever happens, at least she got to say it happened to her.

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A week had passed since Silvar became a she, had an unforgettable experience with a tiger, and wound up with a clutch of eggs growing inside of her. She had every intention of returning to a male after she bore the eggs and once she does, she'll be able to say that as a male he does know what it's like to have a baby growing inside of him. But for now, she remained female and would both enjoy, and suffer through, her pregnancy. The first two days didn't see much difference in her physical appearance, but the next two days saw her belly grow outward quite noticeably. It was in the last three days, however, that her belly became bloated, obvious changes in the extension of her stomach could be seen between breakfast and dinner.

At the moment, she was resting on the living room couch, having eaten lunch about an hour ago. She found herself quite tired now, eating plenty and ruminating while her eggs grew exponentially in her uterus. She was aroused to alertness by Fear walking into the room, eyeing her belly and cocking his eyebrows.

"Jeez! You were not kidding were you. You said it wouldn't take long and it did not take long."

Silvar smiled and lazily lifted herself up into a sitting position, taking her time as the mere act took a great deal of effort for the added life forms in her belly. She sat there with her paws on her stomach, holding her stomach and rubbing it softly, the whole experience like a dream to her. "I don't think it's gonna be much longer. I'll be pushing out eggs soon enough."

"And we'll be making omelettes for at least a week."

"Excuse me?!"

Fear held up his paws defensively. "It was joke. Calm down."

Silvar looked back at him with a scornful expression. "You aint cookin' ma babaes." Silvar then felt a sudden urge. "Oof, I think I gotta pee again."

Fear rolled his eyes. "Man, and you wonder why I haven't tried this myself."

As she stood up, the sudden urge became unfamiliar and a more severe sense of pain overcame her. "Ooh. Nope, wait, I don't think this a bladder problem."

"What?"

Another sharp pain and pressure buildup in her uterus told her what was happening. "Nope, never mind. They're contractions. The eggs are coming."

"Really? OK, well, let's get you to the bed then. I've got it all ready."

Silvar stood up, but soon found herself unable to move, bending over and grabbing the end of the couch. She fell onto her knees as another contraction hit, leaving her too discomforted to move. She fell over onto her back and groaned in pain as her belly became a host of interesting new sensations. Fear came back and saw her on her back on the floor to his living room.

"What are you doing?" he asked somewhat unsympathetically.

"Sorry Fear, I'm not gonna make it to the bedroom. The eggs are coming here and now." She groaned again as another contraction hit.

"Shit! OK, hang on." He ran to the bathroom and grabbed a few towels, laying one directly under the lucario's backside and a couple more next to her for the eggs.

"Uuuggghhh!" she moaned out loud, almost as if she were finding a little too much pleasure from this. Fear went back and looked down between her legs, noticing her dilating quite nicely and quickly. His heart was beating fast, but nothing compared to what Silvar was feeling. Her nerves were firing at once, her stomach aflutter, her heart racing, completely oblivious to how the next several moments would happen.

As the first of several eggs began to force its way out, she lifted her legs in the air, pulling her knees back and holding them as she felt her vagina being spread to its limits. She grunted loudly, shutting her eyes, gritting her teeth, and pushing hard with all her might to get the first of her babies out of her. Fear got down between her legs, ready to accept the eggs as they appeared, but nevertheless apprehensive about going through with this, seeing as how it was his first time as well. As the egg moved through her tube, there was little resistance until it reached her vaginal opening.

The eggs appeared at the opening, spreading her wide as it pushed its way out. Fear held his paw up under it while Silvar's vulva spread out wide to accommodate the large, shelled object. The pressure on her vaginal walls became more intense as the widest part of the egg was splitting her open in ways she didn't realize were possible. As she was being split, there was a good deal of pain running through her, a burning sensation of being ripped open. The pressure also stimulated her in ways that Fear wasn't able to, widening her up and sending waves of pleasure through her that made her both horny and embarrassed.

The peak of pain and pleasure arrived as the widest part of the egg reached her opening and Silvar pushed with all her might, grunting and crying the whole time. She managed to push it out without much effort as Fear was there to catch it. He observed the egg a moment, roughly the size of a cantaloupe, but tapered at one end. The tapered point was colored tan olive, just like Silvar's torso fur, and underneath that was a large stripe of dark gray. Towards the bottom, the egg turned a deep, bright red color and Fear smiled knowing that his genes were no doubt responsible for that. The egg was covered in a sticky, mucous-like substance that coated the entire surface. As he moved it away from Silvar's cunt, he noticed that a small amount of the same substance was leaking out of her and seeping down her ass.

He placed the egg on the pile of towels to the right and turned back to her. "One down. Ready to go again?"

"God's, yes!" she replied quickly and eagerly.

Fear shot her a glance and a furrowed brow, surprised at her enthusiasm to go through with this again, but he didn't dwell on it. Silvar took a deep breath and began pushing again, the next egg revealing itself from the dark, wet depths of her uterus to the world. It didn't take as much time or effort for Silvar to push this one out as the first egg had done it's job splitting her apart and making her pussy more flexible. She groaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure as the next egg popped out of her with a slosh, Fear taking it and setting it aside with the first one.

This happened a third time and a fourth time and a fifth time, each time getting easier and easier for the pokemon. By the fifth egg, her belly had de-swelled quite a bit, leaving her with a feeling of emptiness inside. However, the sensation of having her vaginal walls expand so wide and pushing out such a large object as it presses against her G-spot was turning her on more than she realized. After the fifth egg had been expelled, she felt an inadvertent climax approaching, as her shame had climbed along with it. She didn't want to orgasm while laying eggs, but it didn't seem like her choice and if it happened, she'd just have to grunt and bear it.

She began to push the next one out, noticing her uterus felt empty and figuring this was the last one, she became a bit disheartened that it was almost over. She pushed the egg through her tube, feeling it open her up and exposing it to the air, but she was tired from the five before that at that point it was taking a bit more effort to free the egg. She pushed a little harder each time, feeling a small bit move outward more and more. However, she was so close to the edge of a climax that as she pushed at the egg, she pushed herself over as well, shuddering as she reached orgasm, relaxing her cunt as the egg receded back into her. Fear looked on with confusion and concern, wondering if she was OK and had enough energy to continue.

"Silvar, it's OK. You can do this."

Silvar was breathing heavy, her orgasmic high being confused with pure exhaustion. "Huh? Oh, I'm OK. I just need a second."

Fear then saw a little liquid leaking out of her and he confused it for the same sticky substance that coated her eggs, until he realized that it was far more clear and not nearly as viscous. He realized what it was and he looked back at her with shock. "Silvar, did you just cum?"

The lucario just smiled as Fear shook his head. "Oh my God! They say pregnancy is hard, I don't think this is what they meant." Silvar chuckled. "Alright, you ready to finish up?"

Silvar then made one last push, finding the energy in her to expel the last of her babies. It didn't take long before the last egg dislodged itself from her vulva and was accepted by the man that impregnated her. Once free, Silvar allowed herself to relax, breathing heavy and wanting to fall asleep. Fear set the last egg down and stood up.

"That it?" Silvar just nodded weakly. "Alright, I'm gonna go ahead and get these cleaned off."

"Make sure you keep them warm."

"Don't worry. I've got the oven warming up now."

Silvar sighed and scoffed. "Will you knock off the cooking jokes, please?"

Fear just shrugged as he walked off with the eggs two at a time to clean them and then placed them all in an incubator. After he was finished, he brought Silvar a clean towel to wipe herself off with. Once finished, she laid back and relaxed, coming back from having her belly bloated like a balloon to once again finding herself a lithe, untoned pokemon. She then sniffed the air, smelling a rather funky odor. She sniffed around a little more, leaning forward and realizing it was her own scent. She laid her head back and sighed.

"Hey Fear."

"Yeah," he replied just out of sight.

"I really need a shower."

"Heh, I agree. You wanna see the eggs first."

Silvar soon struggled to get to her feet. "As a matter of fact, I do." She stood up rather shakily, still week from having delivered six eggs. Fear came over to help her and they walked over to the bedroom where they kept the incubator. She took a look at them, the size of them, the color, still in mild disbelief that something like that was growing inside of her and that she managed to push them out. Embarrassment grew in her again as she remembered that she also got off as she pushed them out of her.

"OK, you go shower. After that, we'll get you back your original parts. Sound good?"

Silvar thought about it, feeling her breasts and down between her legs, enjoying the touch to her lips, but also missing the dangly bits in between. "You know what, I think I'd rather get my balls back before I do anything else."

Fear nodded. "No problem."

He opened up a drawer and produced the orange-colored flask from before and handed it to her. She unscrewed it and peeked inside, seeing a clear liquid with a pale blue coloration that carried hardly any scent. She took a swig, the taste slightly acidic, but barely noticeable at first, though it carried with it an aftertaste similar to Alka Seltzer. Unlike the potion that turned her into a woman, this one was far less viscous and easily flowed down her gullet.

Like before, the antidote didn't take long before it started working, beginning with a tingle and then a fair amount of pressure and prickliness. Her vulva morphed outward into a sheath as her clitoris extended and grew outward into a nice, canine-like cock. Her uterus disappeared and her ovaries descended and externalized as they became fur-covered testicles. Her hips narrowed inward as her boobs flattened out, leaving nothing but a flat, male chest. The experience was uncomfortable, but not unbearable and in the end, Silvar was once again able to call himself a he. He examined himself, fondling his chest and his balls and sheath, sticking his finger inside his sheath to make sure his cock had reformed properly. It wasn't as sensitive as his clit was, but it would do. He looked up at the tiger and smiled.

"Thanks a lot for this. This is something I'll never forget."

"Heh, no problem."

They left the bedroom to go watch TV and as they left, Silvar added, "Although I'll probably want to do this again, sometime."

Fear chuckled. "I figured you would."