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Vanessa woke with a start, her unfamiliar surroundings making her heart race. She could feel soft fur brushing against her, as well as the pinprick of sharp claws gently pressing into her stomach. The realization of where she was came to her when she noticed the zoroark spooning her, and she let out a soft sigh of relief. Alice had invited her back to her apartment, and she had fallen asleep in the pokemon’s arms. She was laying on her side with the larger pokemon gripping her tightly.

Her mistress stirred when Vanessa woke up, her red eyes blearily opening before she let out a soft huff and pulled the human closer. “Hey, gorgeous…I missed waking up next to one of my girls…” Alice’s iron grip relented, only for her soft-furred paw to pressed delicately against her stomach, slowly rubbing upwards in an affectionate touch. “How’d you sleep?”

She stiffened when she felt Alice’s cold, wet nose pressing against the back of her neck, sniffing at her intently. After her mistress’ shocking reveal the night before, she was certain she was going to have to take some time to get used to this. The past year she had gotten used to the Alice that she saw every day at work, but now…

Alice’s clawed hand gingerly teased the underside of the swell of her breasts, the soft fur unintentionally teasing her. Vanessa took a deep breath to try to calm her racing heart, before gingerly pressing back against her. “Really, really good, to be honest…” She closed her eyes and tilted her head back when she felt the fox pokemon’s warm, wet tongue trailing along the mating bite that Tiberius had left her, the tag on her collar jingling when her nose bumped against it.

She snickered into the human’s ear, “I’m glad to hear that…” Her touches grew more playful, culminating in her gripping her breasts firmly before she reluctantly released her. “As much as I want to keep feeling you up,” she sighed loudly and began to pull away from her “we need to get ready for work.”

Vanessa turned on her side to watch as the zoroark climbed out of the nest of pillows and blankets she had constructed. Her tail was lifted high, giving her pet a nice view of her dark lipped pussy – and to the human’s embarrassment – her tight, puckered tail hole. She lifted her arms above her head to stretch out, and without looking back at her teasingly shook her rear end.

“You going to keep staring? You’ll get plenty of opportunities to play with my butt.” One of her paws came down on her toned, furry ass with a muted slap. She turned to look back at the blushing human, her tongue poking out at her in an amused expression. “Come on, I’m not wasting water. When you stay at my apartment, we shower together.”

She blinked a few times to clear her vision as Alice walked out of the room and down a hallway. It took Vanessa longer to get up, but once she had, she hurried along to join her in the bathroom. She could already hear the water running by the time she entered the room, the zoroark’s dark shape obscured by the glass doors in the way.

Alice’s bathroom was cluttered, but clean. There were half a dozen different bottles of hair care products, as well as numerous brushes laying on the sink. She could only imagine how difficult it would be to have to deal with so much fur, but it seemed the illusion pokemon had found a way. There was no bathtub, instead, Alice’s apartment had a standing shower.

“Don’t keep me waiting, gorgeous.” Alice’s almost sing-song tone reflected her happiness, surprising Vanessa with how upbeat she sounded. If anything, it made her almost prideful, knowing that she was the one to put her in such a good mood.

She reached up to remove the collar around her neck, setting it safely on the sink along with the translating device before slipping into the shower with Alice. She hadn’t so much as stepped in before her mistress grabbed her face gently with both paws, one of her claws tracing possessively along her cheek. It was crowded in the small shower, and they had to press up close to each other, but the water was able to cascade over both of them.

“If we didn’t have work…I would bend you over and show you just how ferocious a horny pokemon can be…” She trailed off after saying this, but not before leaning forward and pressing their lips together. Her tongue demanded entrance into her mouth while she wrapped her arms around her, pulling the shorter woman close to her.

Vanessa knew she was going to have to get used to this, and she acquiesced to the kiss. Her mistress’ wet fur ground against her breasts, trapping her in an almost uncomfortable embrace. She knew better than to complain about it, and as the long, slippery tongue of the fox explored her mouth, she pressed her hands against Alice’s hips.

The zoroark washed away any exhaustion that lingered, her boundless energy perking Vanesa up. Their tongues wrapped around each other, but she knew that she wasn’t going to beat Alice in this game. Her eyes fluttered when she tilted her head to the side; Alice’s muzzle made it a bit difficult to kiss, but she wasn’t going to let that stop her.

She lost track of time as her mistress felt her up, her paws exploring every inch of her form. Alice broke the kiss after an indeterminate time, already panting. “Grrr…you little trollop. I just can’t keep off of you…you don’t know how many times I wanted to pin you to the wall in the locker room.”

“I don’t…” Vanessa swallowed hard, knowing that the zoroark’s red eyes were drinking in every part of her. She could remember the occasional times they had to shower together at work; it was always uncomfortably silent, and now she knew why. “I don’t…see that as a bad thing…I want my mistress to enjoy my body.” She noticed the shiver that ran down Alice’s spine when she called her this, but the zoroark growled and stepped away from her.

“You’re coming back over tonight, got it?” Her eyes narrowed when she said this, and when Vanessa didn’t complain, she let out a grunt of confirmation. “Good. I don't expect you to stay here every night, but…” she winked at her “I know that eventually, you’ll be begging for the privilege.”

She felt heat rising to her face, and she casually cleared her throat. After last night, she knew that she wasn’t going to be able to resist Alice. Her taste was still fresh on her tongue, the scent of her mistress’ dark, black cunny coming to mind. “You’re not going to be able to get rid of me…”

Alice smiled but didn’t press the matter any further. She doused herself with one shampoo bottle before handing it off to her. The zoroark was urgent in her motions, seemingly aware of the time crunch that they were in, especially with how much fur she had to clean.

Vanessa was the first to step out of the shower. She grabbed a towel from the rack next to the sink before she winced at a sudden realization. “I’m going to have to borrow another uniform…” She had already needed to the night after her first time with Caesar; she hoped nobody at the base would notice. “Do you have any I could borrow? Do you even, uh…need clothes? All yesterday your outfit was, I mean…it was an illusion, wasn’t it?”

She heard the pokemon scoff from the shower, the running water stopping soon after. “They wouldn’t fit you, I had to get them custom made. And that’s the only outfit I can figure out. Do you know how hard it is maintaining a human appearance at all times?” When the shower door opened, Vanessa couldn’t help but do a double take at what she saw.

“I could imagine…very?” She didn’t hide her wandering eyes; she gawked at her mistress just like the zoroark had her.

Alice had reverted back to her human form, complete with the scars and bruises she had always seen in the locker room. She smirked when she noticed the look on her face. “It took me years to perfect that. At this point, I’m kind of like a ditto, I guess you would say. The first few months I would sprout pointy ears or a tail if I wasn’t focused on my human form. When I evolved it got easier, but you take something as detailed as our uniforms? It gets really, really difficult to concentrate on that.”

She nodded when she heard this. “What about you speaking human? You were speaking pokemon last night…” Vanessa grabbed her earbud and pressed it in. She was about to reach for her collar before Alice grabbed it. Her face blossomed with heat when her mistress gently wrapped it around her neck and began fiddling with the latch on the back of it.

“Well, that was a bit harder to find out…” she was gentle when she began to pull the collar tight “That took longer than the illusions; I realized that if I could mimic appearances, I could mimic sounds as well.” Once she was sure the collar was fastened appropriately around her neck, she snickered and flicked a finger against the tag dangling from the front of it. “Kind of like a chatot. I could do it in my normal form, but last night…I wanted you to see the real me, language barrier and all. Everyone in my training group at the academy thought I was a bitch because I never said more than three words to them at a time.”

Vanessa nodded. Her cheeks were red from embarrassment when she felt just how tightly Alice had fitted the collar on her. It made her heart beat faster, and she reached up to gingerly tease the tag. She would have to thank Tiberius for introducing her to the concept of visual ownership; she was certain he’d never let her live it down, though.

“Luckily, I had my best friend, Cleo, with me.” Alice’s smile flickered for a moment when she mentioned this. “She was my original trainer. She got so much flak for ‘losing me’ when I finally figured out how to stay human. The academy wanted to kick her out for it.” Alice chuckled, sighing wistfully as she stepped past Vanessa, but not without a firm swat to her ass.

Vanessa jumped at the sudden smack to her rear but giggled nonetheless at her. “She was your first girlfriend, right? You mentioned her yesterday…where did she end up?” She hoped it wasn’t too delicate of a subject, and the silence coming from outside the bathroom told her it might have been.

The silence made her feel awkward, and Alice’s rather curt reply didn’t make her feel better. “Snowpoint City, Sinnoh. There’s an extra toothbrush under the sink, your breath smells like fox cunt.”

When Vanessa left the bathroom, Alice was just finishing up putting on her uniform. She looked back at her before tossing her the underwear she had confiscated from her the day before. “She said she wanted to be somewhere she could watch the snow fall; I guess she thought it was relaxing.” Alice’s eyes darted towards her before she sighed. “I’m sorry, shouldn’t have reacted like that.”

“No, it’s…it’s fine. I shouldn’t have asked.” Vanessa pulled her panties on before grabbing the sundress that she had worn the day before. It felt gross getting into the same ensemble for the second day in a row, but it wasn’t like she had much of an option. The only other thing she was worried about was if someone at the base saw Tiberius’ collar. After she was dressed, she felt Alice’s arms wrap around her from behind, pulling her tightly against her chest.

“Don’t ever feel bad about that kind of thing. I just…haven’t thought about it in a while, you know?” Vanessa felt her lips pressing against the back of her neck above her collar before she released her. “Come on, we’re going to be late. We can get coffee downstairs.” Alice grabbed her shoulder and spun her around, allowing Vanessa to see the smile that had returned to her face. “I don’t need to worry about her, I have you now.”

Vanessa brightened at the mention of this and nodded. It made her feel slightly better, but only just.

The bodega was already open when they exited the stairwell of the building. The sound of soft, rhythmic music came from a radio behind the counter where the owner stood. Vanessa assumed she was a few years older than her, with curly, brown hair and a light complexion. She had a newspaper in her hands, but as soon as they stepped foot into the store, she dropped the paper to the counter. She wore a light green dress, the bottom of which hung down past her knees.

“Oh, hello, Miss Wesk!” The woman smiled at them, placing her palms flat on the top of the counter. She seemed almost tense, but Vanessa was used to that by this point. If someone knew you were a police officer, they normally reacted like this. Even so, she seemed to be rather jumpy. “Just put a pot of coffee on, you want the usual?”

Vanessa turned to look at the cluttered store, the shelves overladen with different products. It seemed like there was a little bit of everything in here, crowding the interior and making it hard to find anything. There were a number of freezers along the back wall with signs displaying a variety of prices, all of them seemingly low compared to what she was used to at the store near her house.

“Hey, Mara. Two of those, but douse one of those in cream and sugar.” Alice drew her attention with a nudge to her shoulder, and her attention snapped back to the counter. “This one will complain if it tastes anything like mine.”

“I wouldn’t! I just don’t like bitter stuff. Why would you torture yourself with something like that?” Vanessa noticed Mara’s eyes were lingering on the collar around her neck, and she shifted uncertainly. She could imagine what the other woman was thinking. She had seen them the night before, Vanessa was wearing the same clothing, and she was collared. It was pretty obvious the two women were more than just friends.

To her relief, she didn’t bring it up but instead smiled and nodded. “Coming right up. I’m glad someone has some taste around here.” Mara winked at Vanessa and turned around to get their drinks ready. “Ever since that new grocery store opened up a few blocks away, I haven’t been able to get anyone in here!”

“Probably doesn’t help everything in here is dirt cheap,” Alice remarked. “Your customers probably think there’s something wrong with it.” She pressed a hand against Vanessa’s shoulder when she saw her reaching for her wallet, and instead pulled out her own.

The woman turned back around and set the drinks on the counter in front of them, shooting them both a bright smile. “Now, now. My parents never overcharged people, and I’m certainly not going to start now. You two have a good day now, you hear?” She accepted the money from Alice and handed back the change, before waving the two women off as they headed out the door.

As soon as they left, she let out a long, relieved sigh and looked down at her feet. “You can come out now…you’re lucky I decided to wear this outfit today.” The front of her dress pressed upwards before a small, red feather-adorned, black-furred head popped out, looking around nervously. “You know she’s going to find you out if you keep hanging out with me.”

The sneasel snorted in disapproval and slipped out from under her dress. He rapidly shook his head before using his claws to pull himself up to sit on the counter.

“Heh, I’d miss you, too…” She reached up to rub the top of his head, a bit of warmth rising to her face when the dark pokemon blew a kiss in her direction. “And don’t think I didn’t feel you rubbing me while you were down there…maybe we’ll close up a little early today…”

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When they got to the base, Vanessa hurried through the front door while Alice distracted the guard at the front counter. She managed to get to the women’s locker room without being noticed and dug through her locker to find a fresh uniform to wear. Before she left the locker room, she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. The familiar confidence that came with wearing her uniform was coming back to her. All the work she had put in, the late nights, the early mornings; her newly awoken submissive tendencies wouldn’t change her.

Now that she was ready to begin her day, she left the locker room only to run into Alice. She had to stop herself from bumping straight into her, and she started to smile before she noticed the annoyance on her face.

“I got a call from the chief of police yesterday. You know that stadium they’re finishing up downtown? Apparently, we were volunteered to be the security for it on opening night.” Her face curled up in a frown as she said this. “I HATE publicity stunts like this. They just want to have the police there without the animosity that comes with the normal force.”

After a few moments, Vanessa realized what she was talking about and immediately grinned. “Are you serious? Does that mean we don’t need to buy tickets to go to it? I’ve always wanted to see URF!” She had been doing her best not to think about the tournament that was set to take place. With her lack of expendable income, it was an opportunity that she never would have been able to afford.

For years, Castelia City had been trying to host the Unova Regional Finals. When a trainer beat the Elite Four, they were entered into a tournament to decide which of them was the true champion of the region. There wasn’t too large of a prize, considering just how much money a professional trainer made, but the chance to proclaim yourself the absolute best wasn’t something most were willing to pass up.

“Yes, yes. Arceus, that’s such a stupid name for it. URF.” She scoffed and waved one hand in front of herself. “Sounds like you’re getting punched in the gut. Anyways…they wanted me to come down there.” Her eyes narrowed instantly and she scoffed. “There’s no way in hell I’m doing that. We need to know where the points of entrance and exits are, where overflow might occur…all that boring junk.” Alice’s eyes flickered in amusement when she noticed the excited look on her young charge’s face. “Are you really interested in that kind of thing?”

Vanessa immediately scoffed at her mention of this. She was thankful there wasn’t anyone around; she never would have spoken to her sergeant like this if the circumstances of their relationship were different. “You’re kidding, right? I’ve always wanted to see the Elite Four in action, so I’m not going to pass up on the opportunity to see the people that beat them. Do you know what it’s going to be like having all those trainers in town?”

“Pandemonium and public intoxication. The stadium already petitioned for an alcohol license and the mayor wants to fast track it.” Even though Alice didn’t seem pleased about the idea, Vanessa’s excitement over it made her smile. “If I see one car flipped over, I’m busting out Tiberius’ riot armor. Since you’re so interested in it, why don’t you go check it out for me? It’s near the Pokemon Center. I know it’s not on your route, but I’ll divert someone to take over for you.”

She nodded quickly when she asked this, practically bristling with excitement. “I can do that! I’ll take Caesar and we’ll head there right away.” She took a few steps before she felt Alice’s hand on the back of her shoulder, deterring her from moving.

“Oh, by the way, dear…” Alice’s voice became playful and more lighthearted as she said this. “Take a bit longer…and let Caesar really breed you. You owe him for not doing it in the last couple of days.”

Vanessa’s face lit up red at the mention of this, and she stood a bit straighter and cleared her throat. “Well…if my commanding officer orders it, I have to, don’t I?” She turned back and shot her a playful grin as Alice pulled her hand away. “My sergeant telling me to fuck a horse…when did my life become so exciting?”

“The moment you decided to become my plaything, of course.” Alice waved her off before turning to head back down the hallway. “I’ll be doing paperwork in my office all day, meet me after your shift ends and we’ll head back to my place. And remember, if you get caught with a rapidash balls deep in you, there’s only so much I can do to protect you. Make sure you find somewhere secluded.”

Alice paused at the end of the hallway with one hand pressed against the corner. She sighed in annoyance before turning back to her. “We have two weeks to prepare for this thing. Your friend better have those translators ready by then. The last thing I want is to make this any more difficult on us then it needs to be. I’m going to rely on you the next few days in case I need anything done, got it?”

She didn’t wait for a response and left Vanessa standing in the hallway. The human could hardly stand still, gleeful excitement driving her to hurry out to the barn. It seemed like everything was going perfectly; she had three lovers, and she was going to have the opportunity to fulfill a childhood dream.

The front doors of the barn hung open, the stalls towards the front emptied out. Alice’s tauros was sleeping in his stall, the large bull pokemon’s flank steadily rising and falling. She remembered Alice’s mention that only three people knew about her secret, besides Vanessa herself, of course. Without the communication chip in her helmet, she had never been able to talk to Markus before; she made a mental note to find him when he was awake. The more she could find out about Alice the better.

Towards the back of the barn, she could hear voices which were picked up by the translator bud in her ear. They got louder when she approached, and she saw Caesar’s head hanging out of his stall as the stallion talked with Tiberius. The arcanine lounged on his back with his legs spread in the hay, as usual, seemingly not caring that his pose left nothing to the imagination.

“But why a bitch?” Caesar inquired. His tone was amused, rather than annoyed. It was a diverse attitude to how she normally saw the two pokemon talking to each other, and she hung back. Neither male had noticed the woman walking up, and she curiously listened in. “Surely, you can think of a more appropriate thing to call her. It makes her seem like an object.”

“Heh, this coming from a guy whose species keeps broodmares? It’s not like she’s going to be able to have your foal. Besides…she loved being called it.” The canine’s bushy tail began to wag at the thought, and he let out a deep growl. “Believe me, you’ll thank me the next time she begs to be mounted. I gave her a nicccccce stretch.” Vanessa could see the canine shiver at the mention of this. “I still couldn’t believe she took my knot so easily…you must be huge down there to make that happen. I guess you’re not completely useless.”

“Hmmph, just you wait. As soon as she gets all of me, she’ll never want to go back to a slobbering mutt like yourself.” His flames brightened as his front hooves stomped against the floor of his stall. “And compared to me, you might as well be a rattata.”

The arcanine propped himself up on one of his paws, his long, pink tongue falling from his mouth. “You see this?” He lifted one of his paws to his chest, drawing his attention to his tongue as he began to pant. “She fucking LOST it when I shoved it in her. I think she howled louder than I ever could when she came on my face. You really think you can compare with that?”

“I think you both have your positives.” The two males jumped when Vanessa announced herself to them. Tiberius got to his feet and smiled at her, his ears perking up higher. Caesar let out a whinny and tapped his front hoof against the stable door, his flames growing even brighter. “I fucking loved that knot, but there’s just something about having a horse on my back…”

“Hear that? She loves being knotted, juuuuust like a bitch.” The fluffy canine moved to lay back on his side, his hind leg moving further out of the way. His sheath had already started to swell up from his conversation with Caesar, and a bit of his red tip was showing from it. “If you two didn’t need to get on the street, I bet she’d blow me right here and now. She couldn’t get enough of it the other day.”

“What, you think that little thing is going to satisfy her? A dog can NEVER measure up to a stallion.” He snorted proudly. Caesar tossed his head upwards as Vanessa opened his door before he happily trotted out of the stall. “Morning, my sweet little mare…I missed you so much, yesterday.” The large stallion brushed his nose against her shoulder, before leaning down to accept the saddle she began to strap to his back.

“I missed you, too.” She rolled her eyes when she heard a gruff snort from behind her and stuck her tongue out at Tiberius. “You too, big boy.” She grabbed the top of her uniform and tugged it down, allowing him to see the blue collar and the tarnished, brass tag around her neck. “I’ve barely taken it off since you gave it to me.”

The arcanine’s tail began to wag even faster when he saw it, a big smile gracing his muzzle. “That’s my bitch…you look so good in that.” He sighed happily to himself, before rolling onto his back in the pile of hay. “Don’t forget, pony boy, tomorrow’s my day with her. You better get your fill of her today while you have the chance.”

“I know, I wouldn’t go back on an agreement.” Caesar’s nostrils flared at the mention of this. Even still, as Vanessa hooked up the harness around his neck, he gave the human a quick peck on the lips. “Do you think we could mate tonight? I can’t stop thinking about you. I don’t expect you to s-“

“Yes.” She responded instantly, kissing him back on the lips and teasing the large stallion’s with a flirtatious lick. “Like you said…I need to figure out what it’s like to take all of you.” Vanessa winked at the startled stallion, before walking over to where Tiberius lay. “You stop teasing him…I’m your bitch, and I’m his mare.” As the canine perked up and began to rise, she gave him the same affection she showed Caesar and kissed him firmly on the lips.

The drooling tongue of the canine forcefully pushed into her mouth. At the same time, he let out a rumbling growl and cuffed her hips playfully with one of his large paws. After a few moments, he began to pull his tongue from her mouth, allowing Caesar to see every inch of the slippery, canine tongue that he had buried in their female’s mouth. “Awww, now don’t be like that. It’s not like you can stay mad at someone when you’re sharing a girl. Dogs do it all the time, after all.”

Vanessa coughed a bit from the sudden, deep kiss the arcanine had given her, but she didn’t do more than grin at him. “You’re a bad dog. But I’m glad you’re my partner.” Licking her lips clean of dog saliva, she turned to look back at the two of them and placed her hands on her hips. “I need the two of you on your best behavior for the next two weeks, we’re going to be pulling security details for the Unova Regional Finals. We’re going to go check out the stadium today, Caesar.”

The two males looked between each other when they heard this, and Tiberius chuckled to himself. “Does that mean I don’t get to sniff your butt in public? That doesn’t seem very fair to me. I wanted to rub it in the face of that little shit that kicked sand in my eyes.”

Caesar immediately turned towards him and snorted, his nostrils flaring. “You heard her, best behavior.” The stallion left no room for the canine to refuse his command, but even then, he scoffed and rolled to his feet.

“I was just joking. Oh, yeah…you found out Alice’s uh…thing, right?” Tiberius asked. His ears had curled back, and he swallowed hard. “She said she’d neuter me if I ruined the surprise. I found out after you went home the night we bred, so…” he chuckled and reached up to brush his paw against his muzzle. “I’m kind of surprised I didn’t realize it sooner; she always did have a weird smell on her.”

“I didn’t want to be a gelding.” Caesar agreed quickly, his ears folding back at the mention of this. “Sorry, she told me after she put you to bed that first night…” Both males looked at her questioningly, only to visibly relax when she smiled at them.

She grabbed her helmet and pulled it over her head before placing her feet in the stirrups and pulling herself into Caesar’s saddle. Vanessa reached down and gently pat Caesar’s shoulders, before lightly pressing her heels into his side. “I found out. And you know I’d never let something like that happen. Where would I be without my boys?”

The rapidash trotted out of the barn at a brisk pace, not needing Vanessa to guide him along. After the day off, his excitement to get back out on the street was palpable. She had barely managed to open the gate to the training yard before he took off down the sidewalk. It was still early in the morning, leaving the roads partially clear of traffic. Caesar took advantage of this and moved at a brisk pace.

“Alright, big boy. We’re on special orders today.” Vanessa took his reins and gently tugged on them, directing him towards the eastern part of town. “You know that big stadium they’re making?” She smiled as she asked this. “We get to go take a little sneak peek of it.”

Caesar snorted a bit at this before his ears flicked upwards. “The place you wouldn’t shut up about a few months ago? I thought you forgot all about it.” She knew that she had been rather vocal in how much she was excited to check it out, but that was before she saw the prices for the cheapest ticket. “What’s the orders?”

Vanessa leaned back in the saddle, allowing Caesar to go at whatever pace he wanted to. The early morning air was crisp and cool, making her grip the fire horse tighter. “We’re providing security for it. You know how much the city enjoys its ceremonies.” She couldn’t help the excitement from creeping into her voice, something the rapidash immediately picked up on.

“So, we’re going to stand around in a hot, crowded stadium watching civvies mill about?” His voice was bland, but he immediately chuckled afterward. “As long as I get to hang out with you, I think that’s acceptable.”

His rider smiled and urged him onwards. They passed numerous streets that they didn’t normally travel on, the specter of the large building looming over the horizon. It was circular in shape, with a large dome over the top of it to shield it from the weather. The coloration was a drab gray, but the upper levels had floor to ceiling windows, giving it an almost futuristic look. They had said in the paper that they would be lit up during the night of the ceremony, and she had been very excited to see it happen.

“Hey, hon…” The rapidash slowed as they began to approach the entrance to the stadium. “You remember how we talked about rapidash in the wild, uh…having multiple females?” The stallion was apprehensive as he mentioned this. His ears had tilted back, and he nervously looked back at her as best he could. “Well, I was thinking…if we ever came across another girl that might be willing to lift her tail for me…would that be okay?”

Vanessa was a bit surprised by his question, but it made sense when she thought about his species feelings toward polygamy. “Of course, it would be.” She said this softly so no one could overhear and smiled at him reassuringly. “I wouldn’t expect you to be okay with me getting around so much if I didn’t offer you the same…”

He nodded and snorted under his breath. The stallion stamped his hoof against the ground in agitation before walking a bit faster. “Listening to Tiberius talk about you can get annoying. After everything we went through, it’s kind of weird hearing about it from another man, but…” she felt him tremble under her “it’s…kind of hot knowing my mare can’t get enough. Especially when she chases boys and girls,” his long tongue poked out of the corner of his muzzle “It’s like you’re permanently in heat! I wish I had a knot I could shove in you. Or a collar for you to wear.”

She felt her face flush when he made mention of this. The stallion would surely feel her shiver at the thought as she gripped him tighter with her legs. “If you had a knot, we would be in your stall every. Single. Night.” She was thankful her riding helmet hid most of her face from the people they passed on the street. The mere thought of a horse being gifted with an anatomical feature like that was enough to turn her on. “I know where we can go after we check out the stadium; Alice wants you to get every last inch of that monster in me today. Do you mind me wearing his collar?”

The stallion signaled his own elation by breaking out in a fast trot. Alice had already put someone in charge of covering their patrol, so that meant they could have the entire day when they were done. She had to grip his reins tightly in order to avoid getting tossed off by the randy stallion.

“Nah, not too much. A little at first. He can play his little games, stake flags on his ‘territory’, but it eats him up knowing I was the first man you took.” He whinnied in amusement when he brought this up. “So no, I’m not bothered by it. Besides, I’ll agree with him on one thing and say that it does make you look cute.”

There were already streets being blocked off in preparation for the tournament. The courtyard in front was large but deserted. A few trucks were lined up near the back, no doubt delivering supplies for the event. They noticed a few security guards standing at the top of a large set of stairs next to the front doors. In front of the stadium stood a large pillar, chiseled out of stone and casting a shadow over them

It bore the name of the company that had been the main financier for the stadium. Salvator. They had a few businesses around town, as well as numerous philanthropic fundraisers during the year. To have them host the stadium had been a big point of pride for the city.

Caesar had to take a concrete ramp up a winding path to get to the front doors. When the security guards looked up at them from their position, he let out a soft snort. They eyed them almost suspiciously until they noticed the police insignias on their uniforms.

“Morning, officer.” One of them stepped away from the others and smiled at her when she climbed to the ground. “We heard you’d be coming. Alice, right? The boss was really happy to meet you.”

“Actually, it’s Vanessa.” She grabbed her riding helmet and pulled it free. Her demeanor changed completely from how she had been talking to Caesar moments ago. As soon as her helmet came off, she reached up and teased the edges of her uniform to ensure her collar was hidden from sight. “Sergeant Alice is currently busy with other matters, so she sent me in her stead. I understand I will be getting a tour of the facilities?”

The guard’s face twisted in a hint of a frown, but it was only momentary. “Hmmph, well…the boss man isn’t going to like that. He specifically asked for Alice. Not even a millionaire can get everything they want, I suppose.” He shrugged and stuck his hand in his pocket to pull out a small radio. “Orders are orders, though. I’m supposed to let them know when you got here. I guess you can head in, but your, uh, horse has to stay out here.”

Caesar’s snort of annoyance instantly caused Vanessa to frown. He began to say something, but without the grace of a universal translator, his words would have fallen on deaf ears. Vanessa took over for him by placing one of her hands on his chest and shooting a harsh glare at the security guard.

“That ‘horse’ is just as much an officer of the law as I am. He’s my mount and my protector, so he’s coming with me. If the facility is ill-equipped to accommodate a pokemon of his size, then that will be going in my report.” Her own hardline stance on the matter came as a shock to her. It seemed like something Alice would say; she wouldn’t have exactly been upset if she found out her mistress was rubbing off on her.

“No, no! That’s not it!” He looked at the other guards – who were watching in amusement – and sighed. “Look, we’re just not supposed to let pokemon in until the big day. Bossman doesn’t want anything getting broken.” With Vanessa’s unflinching gaze staring him down, he finally relented and backed down. “Okay, well…j-just tell them I tried to follow orders.”

Vanessa raised her chin higher and nodded. “I will. Tell your boss to come down and meet us.” Dismissively waving a hand towards him, she grabbed Caesar’s side and led the stallion to the front doors. They were more than large enough to accommodate him, as was to be expected. Public buildings in Castelia City were required to be able to handle pokemon of his size. The city considered itself progressive in the rights that it gave pokemon, even if they were still secondhand citizens.

“Do you know how hot it is when you put on your big girl voice?” Caesar chuckled, allowing her to feel his hot breath in her ear. She eeped and jumped when his blunt teeth nipped at her, making her immediately blush and lose her composure. “I always love it when you get that way.”

The entrance was covered in tiled flooring depicting the pattern of different pokeballs. They stood on an average pokeball motif, but all around the room were different depictions in the ground. The air in here was icy cold, a sharp contrast from the humid summer temperature outside. A set of stairs led to the main seating area, but a path on either side of them also advertised gift shops and food purveyors.

She pressed a hand against his nose and pushed it away while shooting him a pensive grin “I don’t have to be a bitch all the time,” she looked around herself, making sure no one was around to hear her “I like playing the sub for you boys. Only for you boys, though.”

“Hey, don’t get me wrong. I like my tough, confident little mare.” His ears flicked upwards, signaling approaching footsteps. Vanessa pressed her hands against her hips and looked past him, before her eyes instantly narrowed.

A man was walking towards them, old and with graying hair. He wore an expensive looking gray suit with a gold chain hanging from his pocket. She had seen his face on billboards before, Angelo Salvator, the self-proclaimed saint of Castelia. He was smiling when he noticed the two of them. His lavish, leather shoes clicked on the floor as he approached.

He wasn’t the thing that she was glaring at though. Walking beside him was the same girl she had seen three days ago. The owner of the blitzle that had teased Caesar on the streets. She wore a designer dress, dark red with gold inlays that danced around the hem of it. Her hair was long and platinum blond, spilling down to her shoulders like silken gold. She was talking excitedly to her father, but when she saw the two of them, her pretty features immediately contorted into anger.

“Hey, that’s the horse that was messing with Catherine!” She grabbed the man’s sleeve and yanked at it, pointing an accusing finger at the rapidash. “He’s the one I told you about!” Her recollection of the events that occurred was vastly different than the reality of the situation, and as if to acknowledge this, Angelo simply sighed.

“Now, Stella. When I spoke to the Sergeant on the phone, she explained it was a simple misunderstanding. Didn’t Philip inform you not to take her out for that very reason?” He spoke eloquently and calmly, his bluish-gray eyes matching Vanessa’s in a show of respect. “Miss…I apologize. I had requested to meet with Sergeant Wesk, but my head of security told me she sent a substitute?”

Vanessa put a hand on Caesar’s shoulder in a supporting manner even as Stella’s judgmental look was cast on them. She struck Vanessa as a rich girl that had gotten her way for countless years, and having her father deny her a chance at vindication was eating her up inside. “I’m Officer Vanessa Keeran. I was asked to survey the stadium to ascertain where officers from our mounted unit should be placed.” She paused for a moment to let him take this in before she continued. “As you can imagine, the sergeant is very busy getting ready for the logistical nightmare this tournament will create.”

He nodded and smiled as he accepted her explanation. “I suppose it would be impractical to have her come down for so trivial a matter.” Angelo looked at Stella and cleared his throat. “Stella, dear. We do not treat our guests with disrespect, do we?” He had noticed her body language and the way she stood in defiance. The older man reached up to put a hand on her shoulder while his other arm tucked behind his back. “Are you a fan of the Unova leagues, Officer Keeran?”

She noticed the way Caesar looked at her out of the corner of her eye, but she didn’t allow that to bother her. “I occasionally follow along with the league, yes. You could say that I’m aware of it, but I’m not exactly a fan.” It was a complete lie. She followed along with it almost religiously.

Angelo nodded and clicked his tongue together. “Tell me, do you know of Jessica Meak, from the Kanto region? I had hoped to tell your sergeant in person, but I’m sure you would be able to deliver the message?” He noticed the way Vanessa perked up at the mention. “I have been trying to keep it away from the local media, but I have always believed it unwise to try to surprise the police.” He chuckled mirthfully. “She’s our special guest referee for the tournament. As you could imagine, we are expecting quite the turnout.”

“The winner of the Kanto, Johto, and Hoenn finals.” She tried not to let the excitement creep into her voice. She had followed her along since the semi-pro leagues. She was a gifted trainer that used a wide variety of different pokemon in each tournament she entered in. Every tournament with her was exciting, as she used it to showcase a new team. “I know her fans call themselves ‘Meak Freaks’. I will be sure to include that in my report.”

“Thank you, Officer Keeran.” He looked down to his wrist where a gleaming, golden watch rested and sighed. With one hand, he gestured to Stella, gaining the silent girl’s attention. “If you will excuse me, I have pressing matters of my own to attend to. You are welcome to view the stadium, but please refrain from entering the areas still under construction. I trust you will be satisfied with all that you find. Come along, Stella, let’s not bother the officers.”

His daughter glared at the two of them before her father began to turn and lead her away. She turned swiftly on her heels, the hem of her dress rising from the sudden movement. “You still haven’t told me what I’m getting for my birthday. I don’t’ want another pony. I want something smaller.” They could hear the loud-mouthed woman as she walked away, causing both of them to shake their head in disbelief “I want an umbreon, or a glaceon. Or both! You can do that, can’t you, daddy? Definitely a glaceon, though!”

“And I thought you could be bratty when you didn’t get your way,” Caesar stated this with a dismissive shake of his head. “You’d think she’s a vespiqueen and we’re all her little servants.” Even as he spoke so dismissively about her, Vanessa could see that he had stiffened up considerably from their interaction. “I love how that keeps getting brought up.”

Vanessa shrugged and patted his flank before heading for the ramp that leads to the arena’s seating area. “Serves you right for being so big; that thing is impossible to ignore. Come on, the sooner we get this done, the sooner we can go have some fun.”

Caesar began to follow her, the sound of his hooves on the ceramic tiles echoing around them. “I can’t believe you didn’t lose it.” He snorted in amusement at the look of disdain shot in his direction. “Hey, I remember seeing you wear a t-shirt with that on it. Meak Freaks…and I thought URF was dumb.”

The arena was large and spacious, with thousands of seats surrounding the main arena. It was almost eerie for Vanessa to stand at the apex of the stairs, looking down over the empty coliseum that would be so full in two weeks. It gave her the shivers to think about. There was something about being in a place like this alone that gave her the creeps.

High above the arena, numerous VIP boxes were positioned with glass windows looking down on the floor. She could only imagine how much it would cost to purchase a seat in a place like that. One of them was lit up from the inside, she noticed. She had to strain her eyes, but she could just make out a small figure standing on the other side of the glass.

“Whenever I see you humans erect buildings like this, I always assume you’re trying to compensate for something.”

Caesar’s sudden appearance by her side made her jump, the creeping silence broken by his voice. Her gaze on the figure above had been broken for only a second, but by the time she looked back, they were gone. She sighed and rested a hand on his flank, taking comfort in the strong presence he exuded. “I suppose. This place is ridiculous. I mean, what are they even going to use it for outside of the tournaments?”

In response, Caesar nodded with his head towards the floor of the stadium. “It looks like someone found a use for it.” His ears tilted upwards a moment later, and she felt him stiffen under her touch. “Oh, Arceus…” He groaned in dismay.

His reasoning for his distress was clear as soon as Vanessa saw her. A black and white figure was running along the exterior of the stadium, moving at a very brisk pace. After seeing Stella, it made sense to her. Of course, her blitzle would be close by.

The rapidash’s entire body was tense and his nostrils were flaring with agitation. “W-We should go before she sees us. I don’t want to deal with this right now.” Caesar was already beginning to head back the way he came before Vanessa grabbed the back of his saddle and tugged on it.

“Hey now, do you remember what you told me the other day?” When the stallion looked at her in confusion, she shot him a big grin. “I believe it was something like…” she trailed off before walking down his flank, her fingers trailing along his coarse fur. When she got to his long muzzle, she grabbed the bottom of it and rubbed it sensually. “’ I would have loved to see you with your face under her tail’”

All at once, Caesar’s eyes widened at the mention of this. The spicy odor of his arousal hit her nose mere instants later, and she chuckled when she looked under his chest to see the molted head of his penis pushing free of his sheath. “What, does that get you all excited? The thought of seeing me with my tongue on that hot, little mare cunny…”

“V-Vanessa, seriously…” He huffed and took a step back, but she didn’t allow him to get away from her. They were completely alone in here, after all, so it wasn’t like she was worried about getting caught. “She’d probably freak out if we even tried to do something like that…” The large stallion shuffled awkwardly on his hind legs, trying to hold himself back.

Regardless of his attitude on the matter, she traced her hand along his broad chest. “I bet if we asked her to ‘assist the police’ she’d gladly take the offer…you asked me if I’d be okay with you having multiple girls, and you DID want to see me with another woman…” The pokemon’s heart was beating incredibly fast in his chest, and she could hear his breathing picking up pace. “What did she say to you the other day before I came back?”

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to try to calm himself down. It was clearly failing, as another inch had dropped out of his sheath. “She said…she never had a male before. That she was desperate, her heat was so bad, and that I was the only man she got to see besides her handler. Fuck, Vanessa…do you really think she’d go for that?”

Vanessa looked back down to the center of the arena and giggled to herself. The blitzle had noticed them standing out of place in the empty arena. It wasn’t very hard since the rapidash’s flames stood out against the drab concrete. “I think there’s only one way to find out. Let’s go see if our friend down there is willing to assist us in an investigation under her tail.”

Caesar rolled his eyes at her attempt at a joke. “If you actually say that, I’m going to deny ever knowing you.” His ears folded back flat against his skull when he noticed the mare looking up at them.

“Oh hush, you know you love me.” She noticed how he was grinding his flat teeth together and immediately stepped in front of him. “Hey, hey…I’m not pushing you too hard, am I?”

After the last couple of days, she felt she had almost become desensitized to this sort of thing. Tiberius had a dirty mouth and was constantly spouting off lewd comments, and Alice was an entirely different level of lustful. Caesar was clearly different, however, and she bit her lip in sudden worry. She didn’t know how many girls he had been with, but he certainly wasn’t the type to chase them.

“I’m sorry, big boy.” Vanessa cupped his chin and bent down to kiss him on the nose. The rapidash took her by surprise when he leaned up and ran his tongue along his lips. He smiled awkwardly at her and took another deep breath.

“N-No, it’s not that.” He leaned down and nuzzled against her, almost knocking her over with how eager he was. “It’s just…embarrassing, since I can’t hide myself. She’s going to see me with,” he gestured down with his head to his swelling horse pride, about three inches of the molted length hanging low “and know right away what I want.”

She pursed her lips together when he made mention of this. It had been fun for her to get him so riled up. It seriously complicated things, however. “Okay, how about this…you stay up here and calm down a bit? I’ll go down and ask if she’s interested. Does that sound good?”

The zebra pokemon hadn’t moved away from her spot on the floor. She reminded Vanessa of a sawsbuck in headlights with how still she was.

“Well…just keep it respectful, okay? At least try to be subtle about it.” He eyed her accusingly and nodded towards her. “I don’t want her thinking that I’m just a tail chaser…” His flames had started to increase in brightness, almost like a beacon for the blitzle to gawk at. “I’ll be waiting…”

Vanessa grinned and kissed his nose. “I can do that, so don’t you worry about a thing.” The look on his face told her that she hadn’t exactly convinced him, but she didn’t allow that to hold her back. She stood up straighter and began to walk down the stairs to the arena floor, taking her time and trying not to rush herself.

Having the luck of being able to wear clothing, she was thankful her own arousal wasn’t apparent. The thought of the mare’s black, teardrop shaped sex was on her mind; she hadn’t forgotten what it looked like after she accidentally showed herself off to them the other day. As she got closer, she noticed that the electric pokemon was practically trembling, her blue eyes wide from nervousness.

There were a few sets of stairs leading down to the ground floor, and she felt her watching her the only time. Only when she finally stepped on the same level as her did the pokemon suddenly rush over to her. It took her by surprise, and she almost stepped backward before she skidded to a halt in front of her.

The pokemon’s fur glimmered under the stage lights shining down on the arena. Her black stripes contrasted greatly with the white fur, giving her exotic appearance a beautiful glow. It was evident she was well looked after, her body long and lanky, but her legs sporting noticeable muscle.

“I’m so, so, so sorry! I didn’t mean to do it!” Her voice was sweet and melodious with the hint of a country drawl to it. Her front hooves danced along the floor, little knickers and whinnies escaping her. “I-I know you can’t understand me, but I didn’t…I-I couldn’t stop it…S-Stella said he might let me mate with him if I did that, and…and…” Her ears flattened on either side of the lightning bolt shaped tuft of fur on her head as Vanessa began to approach her.

Instantly, she knew to forgo the rather cold, icy attitude that she had shown to the men outside. The thought of teasing her was the farthest thing from her mind, especially with how worked up she was getting about this. “Your name is Catherine, right? I can understand you, so just take a deep breath.” She smiled at her reassuringly and chuckled at the stunned look on her face. With one hand, she reached up and tapped the translator in her ear. “New toy, lets me understand what pokemon are saying…”

Her lip curled back hesitantly, displaying her flat teeth. “I’m Catherine…m-my handler calls me Cat…” The stunning realization that Vanessa could understand her would only last a few moments. She would alternate between looking at Vanessa and then up to Caesar every few moments. “I-I…I swear I’m that type of mare.” Her head drooped sadly, but Vanessa could see that her little, lightning bolt tail was flagged upwards. The little mare might have been ashamed of her actions, but her body was still reacting to the presence of a virile stallion.

“Sweetie, you don’t need to worry. You were in heat, weren’t you, sweetie?” She smiled at her reassuringly and took a small step towards her. The zebra pokemon’s immediate reaction was to take a step back, and she sighed. “I must have been really scary the other day…my name’s Vanessa. That’s my mount Caesar up there.”

She flinched when she finally heard the name of the stallion she had been trying so hard to coerce. Her eyes had dropped to the floor, and she whinnied under her breath. “Are you here to yell at me? Or arrest me?”

“Of course not!” She balked at her fear that this would happen. Vanessa gave her the best, friendliest smile that she could and sighed. “Sweetie, I understand why you did what you did. Caesar and I came to check out the stadium, we had no idea that you would be here.” The blitzle relaxed noticeably when she said this, relieving Vanessa immensely. “Cat is a sweet name; you said your handler calls you that? Do you have a trainer and a handler?”

Vanessa could see her skin flushing at the mention of this. “W-Well…Stella ummm, she gets busy with her friends a lot.” One of her front hooves pawed at the ground in agitation.“His name’s Philip…he’s ummm…he’s the sweetest human I ever met.” Her eyes seemed to flutter as she thought about him. “If he were a stallion…” she trailed off, immediately knickering in embarrassment. “Oh, Arceus. I must sound like such a dirty girl.”

She slowly grinned at her; the infatuation was written on her face. “So, do you like humans?” The blitzle flinched up, and she giggled to herself. Vanessa could only imagine what she was thinking as she began to slowly approach her. “I prefer pokemon myself…your little show the other day just got me so flustered. I couldn’t stop thinking about my Caesar and I just…had to give in.”

Her eyes had widened in shock as Vanessa stopped a few feet in front of her. Her flank had begun to rise and fall faster as her nervous energy began to build. “Pokemon and humans, can…”

“Of course, they can.” She winked at her and smirked. Now that she was so close to her, she could pick up her scent. It was similar to Caesar’s, but there was an underlying, pungent odor that let her know she was still in heat. If that wasn’t enough, the way her rear end began to tremble was a great indicator. “My friend and I were wondering if you might be willing to…show us around?” Caesar’s request came back to mind, and she pumped the breaks on flat out asking her to join them. She was clearly shy, and she didn’t want to run her off. “Would you mind? We need to see the stadium.”

The flustered little mare swallowed hard, still thinking about what it must be like for a human and pokemon together. “B-But…he’s so much bigger than you…” She took a long, shuddering breath and shook her head to dash away the thoughts. “I could do that, but umm…I’m not sure how I’ll act around him…” The look of shame that crossed her face was enough to worry Vanessa.

“He would never do something against your will. And besides, I’ll be here.” She winked at her and turned back up to Caesar, making a gesture for him to come down to them. “So, you just run around all day? Doesn’t Stella take you out for battles.”

Cat only paid her half a mind, mostly focusing on Caesar as he began the slow, arduous task of navigating himself down the stairs towards them. He was careful with his footing in order to not lose his balance, even though the stairs were designed to accommodate quadrupeds. “I like running. I never really wanted to hurt anyone…” She sniffed a bit and looked down in embarrassment. “It’s silly, but ummm...the ranch I grew up on was famous for racehorses. My mom told me I was supposed to be a pet for a trainer, but I always wanted to run like the others could.”

Vanessa nodded and crossed her arms over her chest, joining her in watching the stallion’s descent towards them. “That’s really cool. I feel like trainers make their pokemon think that the only option for them is to battle.” She didn’t bother to mention that she knew nothing about the racing scene. There were normally commercials broadcasted for it during the tournaments she would watch on television, but that was her only experience with the sport. “How does Stella feel about that?”

She shrugged slightly and grumbled to herself. “Well, one of her friends has a munna, so I was at least able to tell her. I don’t think she really cared,” her expression dropped as she said this “I was, ummm…her last birthday present. We went for maybe one ride together; she thought I was too much work. All she wants now is this glaceon she found online. If her dad didn’t stop her, I feel like she’d get rid of me.”

Caesar had made it to the bottom of the steps and hesitated for a moment before walking up to the two of them. He stood tall and rigid, clearly nervous about his interaction with the young mare. Vanessa noticed that he had managed to calm himself to the point of allowing his manhood to retreat back into his sheath, but his nostrils flared when her scent hit them. “Hello, ma’am.”

The curt response from the rapidash made the smaller mare shiver visibly. Her head dipped lower and she gently cleared her throat. “H-Hello, sir. I was, ummm, your trainer asked me to show you around.”

“Oh, I’m not his trainer.” Vanessa turned to Caesar and patted his neck. The strong muscles were pulled taut, and the tension under the surface of his skin relayed his nerves. “We’re both officers, that’s how I look at it. I had the loveliest conversation with Cat, here. Did you know she wanted to be a racehorse?”

The awkward silence that hung in the air between the two made Vanessa a little apprehensive herself. The last thing she wanted to do was make the two uncomfortable, after all.

“Really? That’s a very respectful profession.” When Caesar realized Vanessa hadn’t alluded to her true goal, he visibly relaxed. He smiled nervously at the smaller zebra and cleared his throat. “My grandfather was a racehorse. Shining Charity.”

Her eyes widened when he made mention of this, and she gasped under her breath. “I’ve heard about him! He was the one that came back from a broken leg and won the Unova Derby!” She perked up at the mention of this and wiggled in place. “I love the names they come up with for the champions. I always wanted them to call me Cat the Great!” Her excitable attitude dropped a moment later and she girlishly giggled. “Ummm, s-sorry…I never have anyone to talk to about this. Stella’s friend’s pokemon only want to talk about salons or vacations; they’re so afraid to chip a claw that they wouldn’t run a block.”

“Don’t be sorry.” Caesar chuckled, his eyes flicking towards Vanessa. “It’s really nice seeing a young mare with aspirations.” He swallowed heavily and shuffled on his hind legs for a moment. “Now, then. You were saying you would be willing to show us around?”

She perked up instantly and nodded. “Of course! So, ummm…” she looked back at Vanessa and smiled sheepishly “I can show you the backstage areas. Stella’s usually really busy, so I kind of just walk around a lot. It’s kind of cool back there.”

“That sounds like a great idea. Why don’t you lead the way for us?” As the mare nodded and turned, they both inhaled sharply.

Her little tail was trying to cover her rear end, but it did nothing to obscure her privates from view. A shiver went through Caesar’s body when he saw the small, black opening between her legs, and he leaned towards Vanessa. “What all did you tell her about us?”

She was transfixed on it just as much as Caesar was. It was so different than Alice’s, even if it was the same color. She wondered how much different it would feel from her mistress’. “I prefer pokemon.” Vanessa made sure to whisper this while the blitztle’s perked ears twitched at the sound of their voices. “Don’t worry, she thinks she’s just helping us out…was your grandfather really a famous racehorse? Why didn’t you tell me that?”

He swallowed hard and sighed. “Well, I never really met him myself. When a stallion like that wins a bunch of derbies, they, ugh,” he blushed and nudged his shoulder against her to get her to start walking “they collect their sperm and sell it off. Mom never met him in person either. A champion horse can make a lot of money. If she ever wins a tournament, they’d probably try to do the same with her.”

“Oof.” She winced at the thought. “Not very romantic, is it?” The blitzle turned to look back at them, and she shot her a reassuring smile. “We’re coming, sweetie!” Cat blushed at her comment and nodded, her head dipping lower as she began to pick up the pace. “So, you’ve got some legacy in you, huh?”

He shrugged in response and began to walk faster. His sheath had started to swell up, but he distracted himself with their conversation. “You could say that, I guess. There are tons of us around, though. My moms told me I had family all over the world.” He rolled his eyes and snorted. “For all that’s worth. Everyone expects great things when you come from a family like that.”

Vanessa blinked and thought about what he had said. “Wait…moms?” She didn’t want to make him seem awkward about this, but he snorted and nodded.

“Well, yeah. My dad was the only breeding stallion on the farm. My mom didn’t exactly appreciate him not taking the time to show his mares equal attention, so she found someone else to love.” He coughed shyly and kept his eyes forward. “She’s a mudsdale. I think you’d like her if you ever met her. She reminds me a lot of you. Neither of you enjoys getting pushed around.”

Cat had stopped in front of a set of open doors and was positioned with her rear turned away from them. Her modesty had returned when she realized just how exposed she was. “The lockers are back here. They made private dressing rooms for the trainers and their pokemon.” She seemed apprehensive to start walking again, but ultimately gave in and started straight down the hallway. “There’s a bunch of rooms down here too…I’m not supposed to go in them, but sometimes I get really bored..”

“I think you’re doing pretty great. You’re a police officer, you help people, what’s not great about that?” It was quiet down here, the sound of the pair of equine’s reverberating through the tunnel. She took a moment to imagine what it must be like to do this in reverse, to come out to an uproarious crowd that was screaming your name.

He tossed his head back in unrest and grunted. “I have cousins that are pokemon league champions. Some of them are in the hall of fame. I think I broke my dad’s heart when I told him I wanted to be a glorified show horse.” He rolled his eyes at this. They had never truly talked about his family; she had always assumed it was too boring to mention. “Might as well have asked to go into dressage. He said I must not have gotten anything from his dad.”

Vanessa sighed and patted his shoulder. With a mirthful expression, she leaned over and kissed his cheek. “I could think of one thing you probably got from him.” He rolled his eyes at her remark and looked away when he realized Cat had been watching them and saw the kiss she planted on him.

“You’re incorrigible, you realize that, right?”

They passed a few doors, some of them already bearing the names of their intended guests. She knew a few of them and she soon grinned as a thought came to mind. “Hey, Cat. Do you know where Jessica Meak’s changing room is going to be?”

“Huh? The ref?” She paused and tilted her head to the side, thinking about it. “Well, I think she’s separate from everyone else…” The female didn’t make mention of their affectionate display out of respect for their authority. She had already messed up in front of them once, after all. “Mr. Salvator says she’s supposed to be super special. I guess a bunch of people are coming to see her.”

“She’s a fanatic for her,” Caesar responded with a dry tone. “The last thing you want to do is encourage her.” He smirked at the glare that Vanessa shot him and stuck his large tongue out at her.

“I wouldn’t say a fanatic. I have reasonable cause for needing to know where she’ll be at.” It was true. When their VIP guest arrived, they would need to know the proper path to take in case she needed help leaving the building. Cat didn’t question it further and nodded before taking a turn. The way she headed slanted deeper into the building. Once she was out of earshot, she shot Caesar a grin. “Think we could get away with fucking in a superstar’s dressing room?”

Caesar’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped. “You…you are absolutely crazy.” His grin betrayed how he felt on the matter, and he bumped his large hip against her side. “I don’t think I can say no to that, though…”

Vanessa grinned back at him and started to jog to catch up with Cat. She took the little mare by surprise when she wrapped an arm around her neck, the static electricity she exuded causing her arm hair to stand on end. “Hey, hon…when we get there, would you mind, well…” she cleared her throat, trying not to let the color creep into her face.

Her ears perked up, and to Vanessa’s surprise, she let out an amused giggle. “I-I saw you kiss him, and ummm…” She leaned up closer to the human, being sure to whisper so the stallion coming up behind them wouldn’t hear. “I heard what you wanted to do with him. He’s really loud…” her eyes flickered, and she inhaled deeply through her nose “he smells so good…could I, maybe…maybe watch?” Her voice quivered and she quickly cleared her throat. “I didn’t really believe you earlier. What’s it like to be with him?”

The close proximity to the stallion had reawakened her lust. The scents of the two mixed into a heady aroma that filled the cramped hallway they were walking in. It was enough to make Vanessa’s mind fuzzy, and she happily sighed. “I could hardly walk afterward …he’s gentle but doesn’t let that stop him from getting what he wants. Between you and me,” she leaned closer and whispered into one of her large, pointed ears “he wanted to see the two of us together…”

She gasped and froze in the middle of the hallway, making Vanessa think she had overstepped her bounds. The blitzle’s sudden flagged tail clued her in on her true feelings, and she looked back and grinned big at Caesar. The stallion was treated to the full sight of the blitzle, and she could see his heavy shaft spilling from the reluctant male’s sheath.

“I’ve…” her lip quivered while her form shook with passionate desire. “I’ve heard that girls could do that together, and it’s supposed to really help with your heat…” She looked at Vanessa uncertainly. “Why would you want to with me, though?”

Vanessa stepped in front of the stalled mare and pressed her fingers delicately against the bottom of her chin. She gave in and allowed her to move her, and she made sure Caesar was watching. The human slowly leaned closer and kissed her softly on the lips. It was much like kissing the rapidash, but the knowledge that it was a female, especially an inexperienced one at that filled her with a strong sense of desire. “You’re a beautiful, little thing. I think you’re super sweet. And I want to help you with that nasty heat of yours…”

She was stunned into silence at the sudden kiss, but she still seemed apprehensive about this whole thing. Vanessa could tell she was on the threshold, trying to justify a reason why she should say yes or no to such a lewd offer. “I’m…I’m really nervous, though.”

“I understand. I was really nervous my first time.” Vanessa smiled and reached up to pat the top of the lightning-bolt shaped tuft of fur on her head. She knew that she didn’t deserve to talk about this kind of thing, especially with how little experience she had on the matter. The temptation was there, however, and she knew just what card to play. “Are you nervous around Philip? Caesar and I could help build your confidence, and then…you could show him just how great you really are.”

Vanessa knew that she struck a chord right away. A dreamy look came over her face, and she sighed to herself. “Well…as long as he doesn’t try to go too rough…” She looked over her shoulder at the rapidash and wiggled her rump at him, making Caesar snort. “I think I’d like to try that…”

The human grinned and stepped to the side, gesturing with one hand the way they were heading. “Lead the way, Cat.” The blitzle nodded and began to walk again at a much faster pace. This time when she passed her, she could see that the talk of her fantasy had a definite effect on her. Her black mare pussy was glistening with her juices, and to her surprise, she noticed it wink open, displaying the inner, pink walls of her vagina.

Caesar’s presence against her side broke her staring, and he breathlessly nipped at her shoulder. “Now you did it. Oh, Arceus did you ever get her riled up.” He was already breathing heavily, each breath he took infused with the pheromones that she pumped out. “You realize you’ll have to satisfy her, right? I’m not going to risk getting a little filly like her pregnant.” He said this in a morose fashion, clearly regretting having to miss out on such a tempting opportunity.

She shook her head to try and clear her own senses. The two of them were overpowering her sensibilities. A human wasn’t meant to be subjected to this, and her olfactory senses were going mad. “I’ll take care of both of you, so don’t worry.” She inhaled deeply to try to calm her shaking hands and began to follow the blitzle.

It all seemed so unreal. She was actually setting up sexual encounters with pokemon. Alice would be so proud.

She hurried after the lustful mare, a few drops of her translucent fluid marking her path along the ground. When she caught up to her, she put a hand on her striped ass and squeezed it gently. It made her jump, but she shot her a needy look and whinnied.

“I swear, I’m not a slut…” Her tail flicked upwards under her hand and she desperately pressed against the human. The conflicting emotions were evident behind her eyes, and her breathing was coming much faster. “I just…I need relief…” It was evident to her now just how young and impressionable the mare was.

Stella had managed to talk her into showing off for Caesar on the street, and she had so easily convinced her to join two strangers in a vulgar act. It made Vanessa happy she didn’t have to suffer the torments of going into heat; she could only imagine how uninhibited she would be.

“Don’t worry, sweetie…” Vanessa squeezed her soft-furred ass even tighter and shot her a reassuring grin. “I AM a slut, so don’t think I’ll ever judge you for what your body dictates you need.” Her fingers stroked along her firm rear end, feeling just how taut the muscles were under her skin. Her probing touch made the zebra shiver, especially when they managed to barely creep into her ass crack, her middle finger brushing slowly against her incredibly hot, wet entrance. “I’ve only eaten a girl out once…but I’m sure you’ll be amazing practice…”

Her entire body trembled from the touch, and her mouth opened in a silent gasp. Her dark lips winked open once more under her touch, her equine anatomy trying to show off for any stallion that might be watching. “Please, don’t tell Stella…you won’t, right?” She looked up at her with large, sincere eyes and sighed in relief when Vanessa shook her head.

They arrived at a door much like the others they had passed, but this one was graced with the name of Vanessa’s favorite professional trainer. She opened the door for the equines, slipping out of the way and allowing them both in. After her little display in the hallway, Caesar was unabashedly hanging fully from his sheath, already hardening when they entered the closed confines of the room.

Down here, there was no one that would find them. And she grinned as she stepped in and locked the door behind them.

The room was large and spacious, the carpets red and luxurious. There was a number of couches spread out in a seating area. A few dressers were propped against a wall next to a make-up station. Vanessa was a little disappointed that there wasn’t anything inside to indicate who would soon be inhabiting it, but she assumed that they hadn’t gotten around to finish decorating it.

There was no trouble fitting the two equines in here, but even still, she took a moment to push the furniture out of the way. Caesar helped as best he could, while Cat could only watch in nervous anticipation of what was to come. Her eyes were locked on the twenty-inch erection hanging from Caesar’s sheath, and she fidgeted incessantly. “Sweet Arceus, how did that thing fit in you…”

“In all fairness,” Vanessa grunted as she pushed the last couch out of the way “he only managed to get about half of it in me.” She shot him a grin and stepped up to him, planting a firm kiss on his muzzle which he returned with a sensual lick to her lips. “This time, though…I think neither of us will be satisfied unless he gets it all in.”

The stallion snorted and shot Cat a reassuring look. “Don’t worry, dear…if you were to want me to mount you, I wouldn’t make you take more than your comfortable with.” He looked at Vanessa and nudged her with his large head. “This one just likes to act like she’s a pro, but three days ago she was whining and crying about how big it was.”

“Was not.” She snapped back. She sighed and stepped away from him, taking a deep breath to center herself. There was no time to waste now that they were down here. Even though the building seemed deserted, she didn’t want to risk anyone finding her. “I thought I did a pretty good job for the first time.” With the two watching her, she began to undress, starting with her utility belt and her shoes before moving on to start unbuttoning her shirt.

Cat’s eyes went wide when she saw the collar around her neck, and she snorted under her breath. Vanessa noticed the way she was looking at it, and she shot her a big grin and flicked the tag on the front of it. “This was a gift from my other lover. He’s an arcanine; he wore it when he was still a growlithe.”

“You have…different boyfriends?” She made Vanessa blush with her question, and Caesar took the initiative to step in on her behalf. “Shouldn’t a female stay with just one? That’s what my sister told me. Mares are supposed to have one stallion.”

“I’m sure you’ve seen how she acts…I know I would not be enough to keep her satisfied.” He gave her a sideways glance and snickered; Vanessa had been around him long enough to know that he was still nervous, even if he tried to put on a brave face for Catherine. “And I’m sure you know humans do things very differently than we do.”

“I love both of them.” She stated, reaching back to grab the straps on her bra. She let out a sigh of relief as it fell away, allowing her perky tits to fall free. Vanessa was aware of how Cat stared at the mating bites on her shoulders, as well as the scratch marks on her hips. It was a testament to rough sex, but the human reminded herself to wear them with pride. “I have a girlfriend, too. She wants me to mate with even more men.”

The blitzle cautiously began to approach her as she started to pull down her pants. Her inquisitive actions made Vanessa smile, and as she revealed her underwear she hesitated. “Besides, if I didn’t let Tiberius knot me, I’m sure I wouldn’t be able to take my stallion as easily.”

Vanessa felt her warm breath on her breasts as she sniffed at them, making a shiver run down her spine. She bit her lip as Caesar approached her from behind, his flat, blunt teeth nipping at the mark on her shoulder he left the day before. “That’s what she keeps saying, but it remains to be seen…”

Sandwiched between the two of them, she took a deep breath. The heat in the room was already starting to grow intense. Cat’s curious sniffs grew bolder as she breathed in the combined scent of the human woman and the rapidash stallion. Soon, her long tongue dipped out of her muzzle and brushed against Vanessa’s bare tit flesh.

As soon as it made contact, a small jolt of electricity rushed through Vanessa’s body. It caught her by surprise and made her jump, startling the blitzle into stepping back.

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do that!” Her eyes widened when she noticed the way the electric touch made Vanessa’s nipples harden. The stimulation was new and invigorating, making Vanessa moan loudly. “I was curious…I always wondered why human boys liked them so much.”

The human shivered and looked at her with lustful eyes, before reaching down to grab her panties and tugging them down. “Don’t be sorry, it just surprised me, was all…” She shivered when her bare cunny was revealed to the bashful zebra. She stared at it with the same fascination that she had examined Caesar’s manhood, almost unwilling to comprehend that she was really seeing it.

“It’s so…weird looking.” The mare giggled in amusement and dipped her head lower to it. Her ears folded back when she got a good look at it, her head almost brushing against Vanessa’s stomach. “It’s so pink…can it, ummm. Is it like mine?” She asked this quickly, almost ashamed of her confession. “Sometimes I can’t control it. It just sorta…happens.”

Vanessa shivered and tried to still her racing heart as the mare so intently examined her. She was wide-eyed and curious, trying to look at every inch of it without daring to touch it. The heat of her breath made her shiver, and she could hear Caesar chuckling.

“It doesn’t, my dear. Humans don’t need to signal their intent to mate like that.” The rapidash walked around her side, and Cat flinched as he took up position next to her. “You don’t have to be nervous; I promise she won’t bite…”

She didn’t seem very encouraged by this, but when Caesar lowered her head to Vanessa’s groin she was watching intently. The rapidash pressed his tongue lightly against the bottom of her slit, making the human raise on her tiptoes as he drags it to the top of her slit. “Just like that…see how much she likes it.”

Vanessa inhaled sharply and tried not to lose her composure. Her stallion licked her again, putting more pressure on it and spreading her legs partially. “Fuck, Caesar…” His style was so different from Alice or Tiberius’. He took his time with her, savoring every single inch of her cunny.

Cat’s fur had begun to bristle with latent electricity, small, blue sparks escaping her coat and making Vanessa’s tremble each time they arced against her. They didn’t hurt. They weren’t even unpleasant; if anything, it made her feel like she was being energized by it. She looked at the stallion as he gave her this lesson, but her interest in the human was beginning to wane.

Caesar shuddered when Cat’s head brushed against his stomach, and he took a moment to look at her between his front legs. She was cautiously approaching the massive pillar of flesh that hung from his stomach. She was enraptured by it, in such awe that she didn’t know the first thing she wanted to do with it. Her nostrils flared as her body was overwhelmed by his pheromones, and Caesar felt her little thunderbolt tail smack him in the chin when it darted upwards.

Vanessa noticed the way she stared at his prick, as well as how close her rear end was to Caesar’s face. She pressed a hand against his forehead below his horn and slowly began to push him away. The rapidash knew what was coming next, and when he felt that first, tentative lick against the flat, broad head of his erection, he stood up even straighter.

Cat jumped in surprise when she felt the human’s hands returning to her ass cheeks, groping them both possessively. She didn’t tear her attention away from Caesar’s hard, molted cock for a second; the taste of it encouraged her to take more, even as Vanessa began to spread her large ass.

The human woman had gotten down on her knees behind her, Caesar’s head hovering not even a foot above her own. His breathing was ragged and excited, and as she gazed upon the winking mare vagina in front of her, she didn’t allow her inhibitions to hold her back. She stuck her tongue out and glanced up at the rapidash, leaning closer before pressing it firmly against the black-lipped slit.

His face said it all, and he shuddered overhead before letting out an elated whinny. For the stallion, the last few days of hearing her exploits with Tiberius no longer mattered. The blitzle’s tongue twitched against his erection in surprise when she felt the sudden touch, and she whinnied in euphoria.

“O-Ohhhh gosh…” She glanced back at Vanessa and huffed heavily. Her front hooves stomped against the carpeting, leaving clear indents wherever she stepped. A bit of pre glistened on Caesar’s urethra, and she quickly lapped it up. The taste exploded in her mouth, making her whinny as her head began to spin. It was so good, much better than anything she had ever had before. A jolt of electricity arced from her tongue into his shaft, making the rapidash yelp and buck his hips, smacking her muzzle with his erection.

This action didn’t go unnoticed by Vanessa, and after swiping her tongue along her opening once more, she laughed aloud. “Don’t worry, sweetie…he did that to me too. The big lug just can’t control himself.” Her tongue poked out of the corner of her mouth when her eyes met Caesar’s and she immediately pressed it back to the mare’s slit.

It winked open for her after her tongue swiped over it a few times, drawing her tongue deep into her folds. Her lips closed around her tongue as quickly as they opened, forcing Vanessa’s face to redden. She could feel the heat radiating off the mare, her nose grinding against her taint and filling her senses with her pungent odor. She smelled like sweat from her run and pure, feminine arousal, but under that was the scent of her sweet shampoo.

“O-Oh, oh!” Cat couldn’t stop herself from pushing her large ass back into Vanessa’s face. She couldn’t help it; the feeling of her tongue was the only touch her needy body was able to experience since he accursed heat struck her. “Sweet Mew, don’t stop!” Her eyes shuddered and squeezed shut when she felt that eager tongue grinding all along her pink, inner walls. Vanessa followed her orders willingly, not allowing her tongue to stop for a second.

“Fuck, girls…” Caesar couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He was shuddering above the two of them, unable to pull his eyes away from them for a single second. Even though he had been the one to tell Vanessa that it wasn’t abnormal for female pokemon to become mates, he had never seen them perform before in person. Even his mothers had attempted to keep their shows of affection confined to private spaces.

Vanessa was a bit sloppy at first, finding her larger sex a bit more difficult to work with than Alice’s was. She was trying desperately to touch as much of it as she could, her lips pressed firmly against her feminine opening in a passionate kiss. Her taste was similar to Alice’s but much, much stronger. There was so much of her juices that she found herself swallowing them every few seconds, but no matter how much she cleaned away with her tongue, more came to replace it.

Urged on by the human’s insatiable desires, Cat twirled her tongue against the rapidash’s cock once more. The electricity was crackling each time she opened her mouth, but the fire pokemon was managing to withstand it now that he knew it was happening. That didn’t stop his loud whinny of delight when the bottom of her tongue pressed against his shaft and she began to draw his thick head into her mouth. “C-Careful, ahhh…you don’t need to take much…” He grimaced when he felt her blunt teeth brushing against his sensitive shaft and took a small step back.

Cat was not to be dissuaded, though. The desperate mare was losing her mind to the pleasure of the human digging her tongue so deeply into her. Her powerful, hind legs spread wider apart, allowing Vanessa full access to her.

The human woman’s eyes were squeezed tightly shut, a small amount of her musky fluids leaking down her chin. There was just too much for her to handle, no matter how much she wanted it all. Whenever Cat moved forward, she would move with her, keeping her face buried between the mare’s striped ass cheeks.

Caesar was able to hold himself back, but only just. He didn’t want to ruin the beautiful sight before him, and the blitzle was obviously underprepared to handle his gargantuan length. She only managed to fit five inches in her mouth before the fat tip began to tease the entrance to her throat. Unlike Vanessa, she didn’t have hands to assist her in pushing him to climax and had to rely solely on her oral skills.

The room filled with the wet sound of Vanessa lapping at her pussy. Her tongue-work had changed when she realized a mare would need more stimulation than a zoroark would. She tried to mimic how Tiberius would lick her, taking long, swiping licks all over her tight walls. They would flick open every few moments, and when she opened her eyes, she caught sight of the large, pink clit that graced her vagina.

Not wanting to remove her tongue from the moaning and shivering pony, she did the next best thing. She had to release her hold on her with one hand, her fingers diving deeper into her ass crack before they graced the top of her dark lips. The next time she winked open, she made her move and pressed her fingers firmly against the large, pink bud.

The effect was instantaneous. Cat pulled her mouth off of Caesar’s shaft and practically bellowed in pleasure, clenching up tight enough around Vanessa to trap her tongue in her depths. Seconds later, a blast of her hot, sweet juices sprayed the woman in the face, coating her visage with the pungently scented liquids. The human couldn’t believe a woman of any species could cum that hard, and she trembled when she finally managed to pull her tongue free and began to lap up her juices, cleaning her glistening, black lips.

Caesar moved away from her while she rode the afterglow of her climax, a silly little grin on her face. She didn’t pull away from Vanessa, simply standing there with her tail flagged and allowing her to clean the last of her climax away. “Oh…my…gosh.” She giggled and leaned down to look between her hind legs back at her as best as she could. “Human tongues…are amazing…”

The blitzle’s entire form trembled as Vanessa finally pulled herself free of her. Her legs wobbled and she let out a happy groan as she fell over onto her side. She was still red in the face, but it was easy for both of them to tell she was immensely satisfied after that.

“Heh, I’m glad you liked it.” Vanessa reached up and used the back of her hand to wipe some of her juices away from her mouth. She could see the stallion shifting his hips in agitation from being denied the chance to climax and she let out a teasing coo. “Poor Caesar hasn’t had the chance to get off, though…did you want to try to use your mouth on him again?”

She raised her head and giggled shyly. After a momentary pause, she bit her lip and timidly looked between the two of them. “Would, ummm…would it be alright if I said no?” Her ears flattened against her head in worry, and she looked down. “I really enjoyed that, but…I don’t think I can handle him…and,” she swallowed hard and shot Vanessa a look “I want Philip to be the first I go all the way with.” After finally getting even a minor amount of satisfaction from her climax, she felt confident that she could push herself through the rest of her heat. Her mind was already starting to clear, but she watched the two of them very intently. “I still want to watch, though…”

Vanessa instantly smiled when she heard this. Caesar nodded along with her and snorted as he brushed against the human’s side. “I don’t mind at all, dear. I enjoyed watching you with my mare.” He looked back at Vanessa and licked a few drops of Cat’s juices from her lips. “I know he’ll appreciate that cute mouth of yours.” He smiled and nodded his head towards her. “When you evolve, if you ever wanted to try me, I’ll be more than willing.”

“Philip is a very lucky man. When I see you next, you’ll have to let me know how it goes.” She turned to Caesar and smirked, before moving over to a coffee table she had positioned nearby. “I guess that leaves you with me.” Her movement communicated just how desperate she was for him. Her own pink lips glistened with her arousal. The carpet was comforting under her legs, and she rested her head against the cool wood of the table. “Don’t keep me waiting.”

“Oh?” Caesar intoned questioningly. She could sense him moving up behind him and arched her back when his large nostrils sniffed at her rear end. “Is this what you needed, little mare?” She trembled when he stepped over her, slapping his fat erection against her smooth ass cheeks and slowly grinding against her. The familiar heat made her quiver, and she whimpered in need when he continued to tease her. “Does my hot little mare need her stallion to breed her?”

His front hooves rested on either side of her head, the coffee table creaking loudly under her when he put some of his weight on her back. Caesar didn’t intend for her to hold him up, but rather give her the feeling of a horse on her back, the thing that she had said excited her so much. “Why don’t you beg for it. Show your stallion how much you need it.”

She looked up at him and shot him a grin. It was just like the first night in the stable, and she was more than willing to play his little game. “Your mare needs you; she wants your big, champion cock!” Vanessa’s nails dug into the wood of the cough table when the spongy head of his erection began to pull back, jabbing against her crack and dragging up and down slowly. “Please, Caesar!”

“Hmmmmm.” The horse was drawing this out, making Cat blush at the sight of the human desperately bucking against her. Was this what all human girls were like? It seemed to her that humans were much less regal and dignified than they presented themselves, at least in the bedroom.

“What do you think, Catherine?” He shot the mare a sensual grin. His stomach pressed down on her harder, pressing her breasts firmly against the cold wood and causing them to grind against the coarse material. “Do you think she deserves it? How well did she eat you out?”

Although the blitzle wasn’t one to step up in such an indecent way, Caesar was trying to help coax her out of her shell. By the sounds of things, he knew that she would need to be bold if she wanted to claim a human as her mate. It helped when Vanessa looked back at her desperately, her ass pressing against the stallion’s hard erection.

“She…she did a good job.” She tried to hide her face from the stallion’s view by looking away from him, one of her front hooves rubbing against the carpeted floor. “I think…I think she deserves it, sir.”

Caesar snorted at her response and ground forward against her, trying to find that wet entrance that tempted him so much. “You hear that, little mare? You’re a pretty good cunt licker.” He tried to keep the stammer out of his voice, although it was difficult for him. Tiberius had told him just how much she loved it when he degraded her, and in truth, he was curious to see if the same would go for him. “But do you deserve to be my cock warmer, is the question.”

“Yes, yes!” Vanessa trembled as warm, wet trail leaked down the inside of her leg. She was so horny that she was dripping for him like a wanton whore. It didn’t matter to her, it was her Caesar, after all. “Please, fuck me, breed me! I need your Caesar! I want to be your cock warmer!”

She felt his hot breath on her ear, his voice quivering as he began to whisper to her. “Then reach back…and put my dick where it belongs, little mare.” He waited expectantly for her. She could feel his hot, humid breath on her ear, his flat teeth brushing against it every few moments. “Don’t keep me waiting.”

The command made her shudder. She was glad she had chosen the coffee table to rest on because she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold herself up on all fours after hearing him speak this way to her. “Yes, sir.” It was a little difficult reaching with him on her back, but she managed to grab the saliva slickened shaft. She could feel the way it throbbed in her dainty hand, seeming so much larger than it did before. His tip had started to flare slightly from the brief oral pleasure that Cat gave it, but she knew it would be able to fit in her.

Both of them shuddered in satisfaction when she pressed it firmly against the front of her wet slit. He gave a gentle thrust of his hips to ensure it was properly wedged against her entrance, allowing her to rest her arm back under her.

“Get ready. I’m not stopping until you take all of me.” The warning made her briefly tense up, but an annoyed snort from her mate caused her to relax. The fat tip ground against her wet entrance incessantly, spreading the stallion’s hot, watery pre against her, before he managed to push the first inch into her.

Almost immediately, Vanessa moaned from the sensation of being stretched so wide, so fast. The last man she had taken was Tesla – and no disrespect to the smeargle – but he couldn’t hold a candle to this. Her eyes rolled upwards as Caesar began a slow, methodical entrance, pushing more and more of his molted shaft into her.

Catherine could only watch with wide eyes, her jaw dropped at the sight of the human’s delicate flower stretching so far to accept him. She began to pull herself closer to the two of them, wanting to get a closer look at it.

“You feel that?” Caesar grunted above her. “Tiberius has fucking nothing on me. I don’t give a shit if you wear his collar, you’re MY mare!” He emphasized this with a quick buck of his hips, driving a few more inches into her. She could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and his flanks were desperately heaving as he fought to catch his breath in the sweltering, muggy air of the room. “You’re so wet, you little filly. Mmmph, so perfect for taking my dick…”

Vanessa was practically drooling at this point. It was an uncouth look for her, but she was far past the point of arousal. It was a desperate, aching need deep in her stomach, one that could only be satisfied with the stallion’s mare wrecker. “I’m your mare. I’m your toy, Caesar!” By now, she could feel the medial ring grinding against her cunny lips, the maximum that she had managed to take their first session.

His fat tip pressed hard against her cervix, challenging the tight ring muscle for admittance. He snorted above her head and moments later his tongue lashed out to tease her hair. “Are you ready?” Caesar’s voice had softened, the concern genuine. Even though he was throbbing within her, pre leaking out like a broken faucet, he couldn’t bring himself to force himself that deep without her permission. When she bucked her hips against him, he grinned and kissed the back of her neck, his nose teasing her collar at the same time. “I’ll take that as a yes…”

Vanessa’s eyes fluttered when she felt the pressure beginning to build against the entrance to her womb. He was slowly beginning to put more and more of his weight on her, trying to gain entrance into her most private of place. It had irked him that the arcanine had managed it, but he couldn’t. Now he was going to solve that discrepancy. As he felt her entrance beginning to yield to him, he reminded himself to thank the verbose arcanine for preparing her.

The human’s groan of pain and pleasure hit his ears moments later. It was much harder for her to stretch around such a fat cock head, but he was managing it. His teeth grit together, and all at once he felt her cervix giving away, allowing him to slide four more inches into her. Both of them cried out at the sensation. For Caesar, it felt like someone was gripping his shaft deep inside her, unwilling to release him.

His tail flagged high and he pulled back a few inches, before thrusting harder, trying desperately to get deeper in her. Vanessa was only able to hang on for the ride. The horse was almost crazed in his thrusts, his form dripping with sweat as he desperately sought to claim her fully. His hips rocked and bucked madly, causing the coffee table to creak threateningly under her.

“F-Fuck, fuck Caesar! Oh Arceus, h-how much is there?!” She could barely form words, the wonderment written on her face. Each time he pushed forward, it felt like there was more and more for him to give her. She was certain her stomach was bulging out from how much he pushed in her.

With a loud slapping noise, his heavy balls struck her clit, causing the human woman to jump and cry out for him. Caesar trembled above her, forcing himself to calm down enough to give her a moment to adjust to this. The arcanine be damned, he knew what she liked. “Y-You see that, Catherine…” He could barely breathe, and he snorted as he looked back over his shoulder. “Even little mares…can fit big stallions.”

The blitzle was out of his view, leaving him to wonder where she was before he felt a warm, wet tongue running along the back of his black tinted balls. He whinnied at the sensation, a zap of electricity flowing through his sac and making him buck harder against Vanessa.

Cat couldn’t help herself after seeing the rapidash flag his tail like that. He had been showing off whether he liked it or not, and her mouth had begun to water at the thought of what the virile stallion’s balls would taste like. She lapped at them like she would the salt licks her handler gave her. She tried to remember how Vanessa had worked her tongue in her and did her best to co-opt it.

Vanessa couldn’t think. She felt like the stallion’s cock was shoved straight up into her chest cavity. It robbed her of breath and intelligent thought. At that moment, all she could think about was how hard and thoroughly she was being bred. When she squeezed up around him, she signaled her intent for him to continue.

Caesar was trying not to lose it, not yet. He was so overstimulated from the two females that he didn’t know how much longer he was going to last. When Vanessa made her desires known, he pulled back and shoved back into her, nearly hitting the back wall of her womb in the process. His saliva wet balls smacked loudly against her clit, sending a surge of pleasure through her.

He thrust hard and powerfully, making her body tremble with each powerful buck of his hips. His lip curled back to reveal his teeth, his flank shaking as he started to work himself into a frenzied pace. “Take it, little mare. Take it w-while your friend licks my balls. You mares know who’s in charge, here!”

Cat blushed at just how into it the two of them were getting. It was indescribable, and she wished she could experience it for herself. Her tongue darted faster along his heavy balls, feeling just how dense and full of seed they were. She wanted to see him blow his load in the human, to see what it looked like when a male of her species exerted his dominion over the species that claimed they were so much better than they were. “F-Fuck her, Caesar.” She whinnied in embarrassment at her own words. “Show her who’s boss!”

Vanessa left large, noticeable furrows in the wood of the table. She desperately pulled herself forward, crying out every time he hilted in her. He was going wild, driving her to the brink of losing her mind only to pull her back each time his balls smacked against her clit.

The fat tip of his erection had begun to flare within her, tugging back against her cervix. It reminded her of Tiberius’ knot but buried so much deeper into her. She threw herself back against the powerful pokemon as quickly as she could, trying to ensure he wasn’t denied a single inch of her body.

He had claimed her. He was a stallion. She was just a mare in heat. She could do nothing else but service him faithfully.

“Yes, Caesar! Fuck me! Oh, Arceus!” Vanessa could hold back no longer. He was the master. The first night in the stall was nothing compared to this, not when he managed to fit every part of himself in her like a common broodmare. The human’s eyes fluttered, and with one final push against him to maintain his shaft buried so deep, she came for him.

It wiped her mind of thought. The sound of the stallion whinnying above her in victory didn’t register with her. She could feel his dense balls smacking against her one last time, pulling taut against his form. She could feel his head flaring up in her womb before a great deluge of horse semen began to flood her. All she could think at that point was how damn lucky she was to have such an amazing partner.

She must have blacked out at that moment, because when she came to, Catherine was in front of her, nudging her cheek with her nose.

“H-Hey, she’s awake!” Cat sighed in relief and moved away from her, her head cocking to the side in concern. “You kind of, umm…lost it there.” She giggled shyly and moved a few steps away. “You weren’t kidding, he’s incredible.”

Vanessa groaned and tried to clear the racing thoughts from her head. The warm, slobbery kiss to the back of her neck made her look upwards, and she smiled when she saw Caesar’s concerned gaze looking back at her.

“Gees, Vanessa…” his ears were folded back in shame “I don’t…I don’t know what came over me.” He shifted slightly and she felt his softening manhood beginning to pull out of her. Her cervix snapped shut as the flared head pulled past it, trapping the majority of his seed in her. And sweet Arceus was there ever a lot of it. Her belly was almost noticeably swollen from the amount of it, and with a grunt, he finally managed to pull himself out of her tightly gripping cunny.

“I-I’m sorry, love.” He leaned down and nuzzled her cheek, the rank odor of his sweat all over her. Even though he was worried about her, he felt a certain sense of pride. It was the first time he had so thoroughly bred a mare, and he was almost eager to get back and brag to Tiberius about it.

“There are some showers down the hall.” Catherine peeked her head around Vanessa’s side to view the human’s slightly gaping pussy. It shocked her that it had been able to fit it all, and even more so when she noticed that it was starting to revert back to its original size, albeit slowly. “I think…I think you could both use one.”

Vanessa’s eyes fluttered and she giggled to herself. It took some effort, but she managed to sit up on the coffee table, and as soon as she did, she glanced at the molted, slimy shaft hanging from Caesar’s groin. “Want to help me clean him off, first?”

“I know hon, believe me, I know.” Angelo tried to satisfy his daughter, looking at the phone she was practically shoving in his face. He had seen that specific glaceon for weeks now, and he nodded along with her. “I’ll get him for you, don’t worry.”

“This one, though!” She insisted, pointing towards the picture on the screen. She tried to keep up with him as they walked. They were both at the top of the stadium, passing the VIP booths and heading for the very top floor. “I’ll send you the link, but it has to be this one!”

Angelo smiled at her and nodded. “Don’t worry, you’ll get him. You know, birthday gifts are meant to be surprises.” He chuckled at the pouting expression on her face, and he gently pats the top of her head. It was a condescending act, but his daughter acted too much like a child for him to treat her like she was her actual age of eighteen. “Now, run along dear. Daddy needs to get some work done in his office.”

She frowned at his attempt to soothe her but didn’t let it leak into her voice. “Alright…I’m going to go look for Catherine. Can you call Philip and tell him to have her bath ready?” The college student they hired to watch her was so obnoxious, he was always telling her that she should take the blitzle out for runs more. “She’s starting to stink again.”

“Yes, yes. Now as I said, be on your way dear.” He smiled at her and waited for her to walk away before his expression darkened. With a swift movement, he turned on his heels and pulled a gold colored key from his pocket and unlocked the entrance to his office.

The interior was all dark, mahogany wood. A large desk sat before a grandiose view of Castelia City. It was completely silent up here like it was below the ground level, the hustle and bustle of the streets below blocked out by the thick, glass plating. As soon as he locked the door behind him, he trembled at the voice that rang out in his head. It felt like icy claws were digging into his mind, laying every part of his very existence bare.

“Where is she. I told you to bring me the leader of the mounted police.”

It was a demand, a frightening appeal from a person that knew that they deserved the epitome of respect.

“S-She didn’t come.” His voice quivered; the powerful businessman reduced to a quivering caricature of himself. “She sent another officer in her place.” He dared only to look towards the glass window at the speaker.

She stood only three feet tall, but she held herself with authority that alluded to so much more. Her fur was as white as the fallen snow. It suggested a level of innocence that he hadn’t seen since she first came here. Her large ears twitched but remained flattened against her skull. He couldn’t imagine the destruction she could wreak if she allowed them to rise and unleash the full effect of her powers. She turned to look back at him, her feline face contorting in anger and contempt.

A meowstic, a female one at that. Her yellow eyes glistened with malevolence before she turned to look back over the city.

The probing touch of her psychic influence drove back into his head, and he grunted in pain. It dropped him to his knees, and he fought the urge to claw at his head to try to remove the maddening throb that originated from deep within his skull.

“Vanessa Keeran.” She said this inquisitively in his head, the sound making him want to plug his ears, even though he knew it would do nothing to lower it. She never spoke aloud, the scars across her throat alluding to her lacking vocal ability. “Why pray tell, did you not bring her to me?”

“I-I didn’t think she was worth your time, mistress.” He looked at his fingers and curled them tightly into fists. He had tried to tell someone about her, but as soon as he even tried the pain would begin. The first time, he had woken up on his office floor with a massive nosebleed and a migraine headache. It was a deterrent to stop her from being revealed before she wanted to. He knew she could easily control him like a puppet on strings; she had already showcased that on more than one instance. It was insulting to him, but he knew the psychic leash she kept him on was sufficient.

She silently scoffed and turned around fully. Her paws tucked behind her back as she began to walk to him, her eyes narrowing at him. “You are trying to protect them still, aren’t you? You truly are a fool to think you are able to help anyone.” Her white fangs flashed in the lights of the office. “You told her she could go anywhere she wanted, and she saw me. Do you know what that means?”

Images flashed before his eyes, even as the feline stared him down. The mayor, the chief of police, the tournament sponsors. They had all been brought to his office, and he had to stand by and watch as each one had their minds invaded by the very pokemon in front of them. There was always the flash of purple in their eyes and the fear that comes with realizing that your mind is no longer your own. Then calmness when her influence settled over them.

“A fool playing the hero. Your type seems to be drawn to me.” She grimaced and reached up with one paw to gingerly rub the long, pink line across her throat. If it had been just an inch deeper...She could sense the one that did it in this city, but she felt no fear from him. He was still under her trigger, and she knew exactly where to find him when the time was right.

He began to stand but his attention was drawn back to her when she lifted her paw in the air.

“Do not mistake my lack of action for leniency. If I didn’t have a need for you…” she looked back at him, her eyes narrowing “I would have you throw yourself from the top of your Tower of Babel. You humans are pathetic creatures.”

Angelo’s head dipped, and he nodded quickly. The threat was only too real. “Of course, Mistress…is there anything else you need from me?” He spat this out like it was poison resting on his tongue. Servitude was beneath him, but it was better than the alternative.

“Call Desmond and remind him that if he wants his funding to continue, he will have my project done in the next three days. Now, leave me.”

He didn’t need to be reminded, and he quickly left the office. His hair was disheveled, and his face was white from his interaction with her. Angelo walked quickly down the hall, and he found his daughter waiting at the bottom of the steps. As soon as she saw him, she smiled brightly and held up his phone.

“Dad, look! They have him on special!” It was hard to discern, and to anyone else, it might have been a trick of the light, but Angelo saw the way his daughter’s pupils glinted with a purple light. “If you buy him, you can get his little brother, too!” The look in her eyes made him sick; desire, one that should have been reserved for a human man, not a pokemon.

He shivered and nodded, reaching one arm out towards her and drawing her closer to him. “That’s great, dear…why don’t you go ahead and order him? Did you find Catherine?” They walked together, the father’s mind miles away as she spoke of how excited she was to receive her new friend. Angelo knew he would need to accept a pokemon as his future son-in-law. After his first failure in being unable to prevent a police presence at the stadium, the meowstic had relished the opportunity to twist his daughter’s desires, all the while blaming him for it.

When they finally left her, the meowstic lifted her eyes upward. A pulse of psychic energy signaled her desire and she didn’t need to wait long for a response. She heard the screech mere moments later, a large form swooping down on grand wings just beyond the glass.

His powerful wings flapped as he held himself aloft, his grim eyes locked on his mistress with the utmost in attention. Over his right eye, an ‘A’ had been branded with a caustic solution. It was a mark of pride, as well as one of devotion. It had healed long ago but left a noticeable scar, showing his allegiance to an association that had fallen into obscurity. His holding pattern was affected when an image was broadcasted directly into his mind.

A woman, tall and fair skinned, her face stern. Her hair was brown and cut short, and she was standing next to a tall rapidash.

“Bring this one to me. Do not fail me, Alaric. And if her pokemon gets in the way, you have my permission to do what you must.” She allowed herself to smile when he screeched in confirmation. As he flew away from the building, she looked back over the city. She could see them now, the bright pinpoints of psychic energy that showed where her toys were. They wouldn’t be able to escape her control. Not until it was too late.

The human had seen her. She had made the mistake of looking over the arena while her thoughts drifted to her plans. It was a mistake that would soon be remedied. The time for hiding was coming to an end, and she no longer feared the risks.

It was awkward walking down the sidewalk, and Vanessa tried not to make it clear just how sore she was. After showering off with Catherine and Caesar, they had said their goodbyes to the mare and returned to their patrol. She had to endure the horse’s semen leaking out of her over the course of the day, but he went slow to give her aching body some respite.

The day had seemed to go by in a blur after that. It was only when they reached the stables did she realize how zoned out she was. Tiberius had only needed to take one look at her before realizing that Caesar had asserted just who her favorite was. Of course, this started up another battle of words, with him promising that the next day would end with him back on top figuratively and literally.

She sighed as she pushed open the wooden gate to the yard behind the foreclosed store. She hadn’t had a chance to talk to Alice, as she had already gone home. After sending her a message that she would be over soon, she had hurried home to make sure she packed an overnight bag. For the first time since this all started, she was going to be prepared for work, but first, she had taken the detour to Jesse’s doghouse. In her hands was another take-out meal, although it wasn’t as lavish as his meal the night before. Her meager salary was wearing on her more and more each day, and she knew she was going to have to find a solution to it.

The rockruff was resting in his doghouse, and when he heard someone approaching, he instantly shot to his paws. “O-Oh, it’s just you.” He remarked with a hesitant smile. “I’m guessing that’s for me, huh?” He moved to sit back on his haunches, kicking one of his legs into the air to scratch behind his ear.

“A little jumpy, hon?” She asked curiously. He seemed on edge, and even as she moved to take a seat next to the fence, he didn’t lay back down. “I thought you’d like some company. What’s up?”

Jesse looked at the box before nudging it with his nose, knocking the lid off and sniffing at it. “It’s nothing.” He said this a bit too fast for her to believe him, and he sighed when he noticed her giving him the look that implied as such. “It’s dumb, but…listen,” he looked around as his tail began to flag higher in agitation. “I don’t really believe it myself, but…some pokemon around the city are acting weird.”

Vanessa raised an eyebrow as he leaned down to take a bite from the meal and tapped her fingers against the ground. She waited for him to swallow before following up. “Weird how? You have to give me something more than that to work with.”

“Weird like…they’re scared.” He huffed and his ears drooped. “Like something’s going on. You know how they say absols can predict disaster, right?” After she nodded, he swallowed and looked up at her. “W-Well, I had a friend over on Third street that I’ve never seen so freaked out…he said he felt something coming, something big.”

She wasn’t too sure what to make of this. The canine had been so bold; life on the street had clearly hardened him. To see him like this, though was enough to make her nervous. “And…any idea what that is? It could just be they’re worried about the finals coming up. There’s going to be a lot of people in town.”

“Not a clue.” Jesse fell silent after this. Vanessa was about to get up before he cleared his throat and smiled at her. “Thanks for the grub, and…get home safe, alright? I would actually be upset if something happened to you.”

The concern coming from the stray was enough to make her smile. Soon though, she sighed and straightened up her uniform. “If you’re worried, you know you could always come stay with me?”

He seemed to really consider this for a few moments, before shaking his head and smiling at her impishly. “Nahhhh, I’m a street dog. Having a cop like you hanging around would cramp my style. If you need a strong pokemon to protect her though, you know where to find me.” Jesse’s tail began to slowly wag and he tilted his head, shooting her a winning grin. “I’d like to see you again soon, though, so…don’t be a stranger, alright?”

“You know I won’t.” She said her goodbyes and began to leave the yard, a tinge of regret coming across her face. It could have been nothing, but it seemed like something she should warn Alice about.

The sun was beginning to set on the city, and Vanessa shivered regardless of the summer heat that filled the air. It was weird walking the streets alone, and after Jesse’s cryptic warning, it made her feel even more uncomfortable. Alice’s apartment seemed like a welcome respite from her worries, and she began to move faster in defiance to her sore muscles