Riding the Rail

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#1 of Accumula Side Stories

The following is a work of pure fiction. It is not reflective of any real world events and is intended for entertainment only. The deeds and beliefs expressed herein are not those of the author, but are part of a fictional account.

You were all spared from my friend's much funnier, but a touch too irreverent title suggestion of "Something, Something, Flip my Switchyard, Caboose." So shout out to her for that doozy that was ultimately replaced by something a bit snappier.

For those who are wondering the events described happen concurrently with the end of Chapter 11.

I hope you enjoy this little interlude and a return to some, hopefully, dear faces as well as some new participants. As I mentioned in the last upload, I'd been struggling to feel quite as energetic about writing lately and so I decided to switch things up, just a bit. There is more to go in this little side adventure, and I'll continue to plug through this and other stories concerning the folks Max and Lucy meet along the way. I also plan on jumping around more in the main timeline so that we aren't following every single moment of their journey and instead get to see some new locations and characters at a slightly faster clip.

No solid plans yet on what comes next, though I have a few things in the works, as always. If you have any thoughts about how you think chapter 2 of Nicky's adventures on the train are going to go, I'd love to hear them. The days that I hear from you are most often the days that I can muster the strength to write, so I hope you'll help me out, haha. Until then, I hope you like what's to come - or is it just "like to cum?"


Sam couldn't wait to get to the station. Not that he was particularly excited about the trip - going to spend a week at his grandparents' house with the cousins was a typical enough reason to go, afterall. No, he just wanted to get away from his mother's fawning over him. This was going to be the first time Sam had made the trip alone. Well not alone, exactly, the 12 year old feline would be accompanied by his mother's Lucario, but it was close enough. A taste of freedom that he was looking forward to. And, to be fair to his mom, she wasn't particularly worried about the trip either. Rather her insistent chatter was more about what a great experience this was going to be, how beautiful the scenery would be, how she wished she could go with him on the historic railway.

On all previous trips, Sam had been driven up by his folks, but now they were both busy and couldn't spare the time a round trip would take. So instead, Sam had been booked a ticket on the Marvelous Line's historic steamer, a train which boasted both comfort and a sense of the past for all travelers, at least that's what his mom kept insisting. She was far more excited about this trip that Sam, who was busy feeling a combination of anxiety and pride, but mostly didn't want to hear anymore about how he should, "make sure to take so many pictures, and tell me all about the boxcars and how the seating room accommodations work out."

Her excitement had the, perhaps, predictable effect of causing Sam to exhibit some more of that contrarian attitude which had crept into his demeanor of late. At this point, Sam was more excited about burying his head in a video game for the entire ride than daining to look out the window for even a moment.

With these thoughts swirling around his head, Sam exited the car at the station. His mother bustled around, making sure he had all his bags in order before she pulled out her well loved pokeball. With a quick, red flash, a stout blue jackal pokemon stood before them. The lucario, affectionately called Lu, was only a head taller than Sam, coming up a few inches shy of his mother's shoulders.

"Alright Lu, promise me you'll take good care of Sammy." She instructed her trusted partner.

Lu gave a quick nod and a bark. Turning back to Sam, his mother passed him the pokeball. This would be the first time that Sam had ever been left with one of his parent's pokemon for anything like an extended period. He knew that he should feel excited, that this was a big moment, but in reality Sam didn't care much about pokemon. He was more interested in his games than becoming a trainer or anything like that.

Sam quickly deposited the pokeball in his backpack for safekeeping and then, with a short flurry of kisses and hugs and well wishes, he was away from his mother and walking through the ticketing gates. He turned and waved from the otherside, where his mother was blowing kisses at him. Deep down he appreciated the gesture, but embarrassment won out in the moment and Sam quickly turned towards the train, his ears tickling a bit from his blushing.

With all the expediency he could muster, Sam bustled onto the train and began his search for the compartment he'd be riding in. It seemed so odd to him, having ridden on open seating metro lines to have a designated seat, but, as his mother had explained over and over again in evident second-hand excitement, this was a rather popular vacation conveyance. It was meant to simulate older train amenities, thus the individual compartments as well as other services like a dining car. Sam was just hoping that the seats wouldn't be uncomfortable.

After a short walk down the aisle, Sam found the number that marked his compartment and slid open the wood and metal door. Inside was a wider than expected room with deep, stuffed benches on either side facing each other. On the outer wall was a small fold out table and under the seats were electrical outlets - which was truly what excited Sam the most.

Overall, it was quite the sight, a fine simulation of something Sam might have expected to be in some kind of kids movie, but he had little interest in the decor, beyond its comfort and utility. Stepping in, Sam quickly took a seat against the outer wall, swinging his pack down and setting it between his legs. Lu, who followed closely behind, placed the other bag Sam had brought up on a rack above the seats before settling down in the space beside Sam. The lucario slouched sideways in the seat in the same practiced, cool kind of pose he might use when sitting on the couch at home. Sam might have rolled his eyes at the trying-not-to-look-like-he's-trying aura that the rather vain canine tended to exude, but he was already nose deep in his hand-held.

A few moments later, however, and Sam's attention was redirected by the sound of the door sliding back open. To his slight dismay a fox woman and a young fox girl stepped through the entry.

Seeing Sam and his companion, the vulpine woman smiled and said, "Hello there. Sorry to come in, but it looks like we're sharing!"

Sam hadn't realized he was going to have other companions on this trip, but he figured it wouldn't be too bad, he could just stick to his game, afterall. After a short beat he responded, "Hi. Uh, I'm Sam. Oh, and this is Lu." The boy said, gesturing towards the lucario, still lounging in that needlessly showy way next to him.

"Nice to meet you Sam, this is my daughter Nicky, and you can just call me Melanie," the woman said as she put up her bags. "We won't distract you from your game though." She ended with a quick wink and a chuckle.

Sam just nodded and went to return to his preferred distraction. As he looked back down, Sam took a quick look at the girl who'd sat down across from him. She looked a few years younger than him, and was wearing one of those full body eevee suits that had become more popular recently. Sam had never really seen them until the last year, and they seemed to be more for young kids. He didn't know anyone personally who'd ever had one, at least. The girl was sitting with her feet tucked up under her, almost like she was emulating an eevee in the seat, and her attention seemed to be shifting rapidly between the view out the window and Lu. As far as Sam could tell she wasn't particularly interested in him, which suited Sam fine. It would have been a pain if this girl was going to pester him about his game.

In no time at all the train began to move. The initial lurch roused Sam for a brief moment, but as the train picked up speed and the rumbling smoothed out, Sam too fell back into his distraction. Despite not looking up at the world around him, Sam had to acknowledge that sensation of being in motion in something so large was pleasant. While he didn't mind car rides, that feeling of moving without the bumps and jolts of the road was a bit more soothing than Sam was used to.

Not long after they'd departed the station Sam's attention was again redirected, this time by the ringing of a pokedex. Glancing up, Sam saw the woman across from him pull out one of the slim recognizable devices.

"Max! What a pleasant surprise. How are you?" The woman started in, exchanging pleasantries with whoever was on the other end. After a moment, however, Sam heard the woman's tone change and grow a touch more serious. It wasn't a big shift, but as he was already distracted, Sam found himself paying more attention to his neighbors than his game.

"Well then let me excuse myself for a moment." As the woman said so, turned to address the girl next to her. "Nicky, honey. Mommy's going to step away for a moment, alright?"

As she said so, Sam saw the woman reach into her pocket and pull out a lollipop, passing it to her daughter who quickly stuffed the candy into her mouth.

"Eh-bui," was the excited response from the little pokekid, who quickly took sucker from her mother. It seemed to Sam, that this girl was maybe a bit more into the whole pokekid thing than the costume by itself let on.

With that, the woman turned and exited the compartment. Sam could see her out in the hall through the small window that sat just beside the doorway. With the distraction seemingly past Sam made to restart his gaming. However, as he turned his attention again to his lap, Sam heard the telltale sound of a zipper being opened.

Sam glanced at the girl across from him and saw she was unzipping her costume. The odd thing, however, was that the zipper was originating down past her crotch, apparently near her tail, rather than at the neck line. The girl had reached down between her legs, which were spread wide on the seat and was now drawing the zipper up.

As her costume opened further, Sam's momentary thought that the girl might just be overheated was quickly replaced with wide eyed disbelief. Through the expanding opening, Sam could now clearly see what lay beneath. Not covered by panties, but full on naked.

Sam had seen his parents naked before, so he knew what girls looked like under their clothes in a general sense, but lately he'd found himself spending more and more time considering those differences, especially with regards to girls in his class. Sam wasn't terribly social, he had friends but had never been in a relationship with a girl, so his curiosity was more like an abstract interest than a specific need. Now, however, he found himself staring directly at the object of his fascinations. It wasn't anything spectacular, just a smooth curve where he was more used to seeing a scrotum, but for Sam this was quickly becoming an important moment in his young life.

While he sat there, dumbly staring at the girl, Sam saw her pull the lollipop out of her mouth with a gentle sucking sound. In a quick move, she dropped her hand down to the opening of her costume, brushing the candy gently along her folds. As Sam watched, the girl seemed to align the candy with some unknown target and then, with no more warning than that, she pressed up and slid the candy deep into herself.

Sam couldn't believe it. As the girl pressed in, there was a slight sound, the kind of wet sound that Sam might have associated with opening his mouth, but in that moment it was the only thing he could hear, so focussed was his attention on the naked girl before him. It did not escape him, either when she gave off a soft moan as she began to push the stick in and out of whatever hidden opening she was now playing with. After a few repetitions she pulled out the invading sucker.

As the candy reappeared, Sam could see a thick strand of liquid still connecting the girl to her lollipop. Whatever the liquid was it appeared to be greyish and viscous. After stretching out a few inches the connection broke and the string fell down, dripping along the girls folds. Having done whatever she meant to accomplish, the girl quickly popped the now-sodden treat back into her mouth, a satisfied look on her face.

Sam was still much consumed by the scene in front of him, but his attention was now directed back to the girl's face which he noticed was not facing him. Instead the girl who sat across from him was staring intently at the seat next to Sam. Looking over, Sam realized that Lu was similarly entranced by the scene, eyes glued to the girl across from them.

Then, with an "Eh-buh," the girl scootched herself off the seat and stepped across to Sam. He was not prepared for this eventuality and soon found himself being pushed to the side by the half-naked girl as she seemed bent on squirming up between Sam and Lu. Once Sam got the hint that she was not going to be dissuaded by the lack of space, he pressed himself as hard against the outer wall as he could, brain working on autopilot.

Now given enough room to work with, Nicky climbed up on the seat between boy and 'mon, before turning to the stunned looking jackal. As Sam watched, Nicky bent down, lowering her face to Lu's crotch, and in doing so, giving Sam an even better look at the russet fur around her crotch and the object of his curiosity.

As she leaned over, Nicky's costumed tail sprang up, flipping Sam in the nose and giving him a much more direct view of her butt. From the opening in her costume, Sam could now clearly see the delicate folds that fascinated him so. With the girl's legs bent to support her, she was actually spreading her lips apart, leaving nothing to the imagination. From this position, Sam could now see where it was that Nicky had stuck her lollipop, a more prominent opening that was now oozing more of that strange, viscous liquid that she'd seemed to savor. Whenever the girl would move or adjust her position, Sam could see the muscles around this opening contract and widen, sometimes seeming to pull tight, while other times relaxing and letting more grey-ish liquid come spilling out. This strange little waterfall of fluids passed over the folds and channels created by the folds of pink skin until they coalesced at the bottom, a prominent, pink nub which was well coated in mysterious juices. From this hung a bead of this liquid which, as the girl was adjusting her position, would occasionally grow heavy and drop down onto the seat below.

This intensely captivating scene unfolded before Sam over a handful of seconds, but to the young boy it seemed like an eternity in which he tried to capture as much of the vision as his curious mind could hold. Then, his revelry was interrupted by the appearance of a hand. Sam watched as the girl, who'd seemed to now be comfortably nestled between Lu's legs once again made to press the candy she'd been sucking on into that curiously enticing opening. Like before, Sam was transfixed, though now he could see how the skin around her opening flexed and twitched at the touch of the sticky, sugar treat. Similarly, Sam could make out more clearly the gentle gush of displaced liquid as Nicky pressed the bulb inwards, and saw the subtle contraction of the opening as the candy disappeared inside, almost as though this dark opening was swallowing.

Sam's slack jawed passivity was suddenly shattered as the girl crouching before him began to press back against him. Looking up, Sam saw that the girl was giving him an annoyed look, as though he wasn't where he was supposed to be. Again, she moved her hips, thumping Sam in the shoulder, as though to indicate that he should move over and quit crowding her.

Still shellshocked from what he'd witnessed, Sam couldn't even muster a protest, simply standing up and sliding off the seat to stand awkwardly by the window, unsure of what to do next.

Soon enough, curiosity overtook awkward feelings and Sam, still very intrigued by what was going on, moved to get a better view of Lu's crotch, where this girl had settled down. Shifting over, Sam first noted that Lu was looking a touch stiff, seemingly unprepared for the events that were befalling him.

The girl, on the other hand, appeared very comfortable. Sam had never paid much attention to Lu's groin, pokemon didn't generally wear clothes and beyond their general looks, Sam had never really thought about this point. Lu just didn't wear clothes, Sam did, no reason to focus on those realities. Now, however, Sam's attention was directed towards those more intimate bits of his mother's battling partner, which Nicky seemed to be getting very familiar with.

Sam knew, of course, that Lu didn't have a penis and testicles quite like he did, instead the canine had a short furred, sheath and where Sam knew that his scrotum hung down a bit, Lu's was pulled more tightly against the fur, not dangling so much as sitting in amongst the fur of Lu's thighs. Now, however, these were receiving some very personal attention. The girl had her nose buried in the fur just below the dark blue orbs, and she seemed to be taking great delight in breathing in whatever sent was present. As she sniffed, face pressed firmly into Lu's crotch, Sam could hear the occasional chirp or cry which he recognized as an approximation of an eevee's call. Something about the oddity of this made Sam feel even greater excitement. Not only was this girl willing to show herself off to him, but she was really leaning into this pokemon bit.

Soon enough it appeared that she'd taken her fill of whatever pleasant aroma was to be found in the divot behind Lu's balls, and she pulled back, inspecting the rest of the pokemon before her. Focusing in on her next target, Nicky reached out a hand, taking hold of the fleshy tube that sat just above her previous point of interest. At the touch of fingers on his sheath, Sam could see Lu twitch, a momentary loss of composure that was so unlike the behavior Sam was used to. Lu had always been unflappable, even in battle he had an air of confidence. Mostly this translated to the kind of performative coolness that Sam found almost embarrassing at times, but here and now this little girl had shaken Lu in a truly unique way.

Fingers wrapped firmly around the odd protuberance, Sam could see her begin to massage the spot, drawing her hand up and down the modest length. Moments later, as she pulled down, Sam could make out a red point, a small cone like the tip of a tongue, now being uncovered. Looking on, Sam saw this strange hidden body begin to grow, revealing a length of vivid flesh which twitched in the girl's hand. This, it seemed, was her quarry, and as this strange tube extended out further, Nicky again lowered herself to Lu's crotch. As she drew close, she extended her tongue and slowly drew it up the still growing length of Lu's cock, again causing the 'mon to jump. Sam could also see that, as this girl continued to lick and rub at Lu's penis, the tip was squirting a bit of clear liquid, which was now collecting in dropplets on the 'mon's fur.

Nicky was making her way steadily up the dark pink shaft until she came to the tip and then, with an excited look, she took the spraying member into her mouth and pushed down. Sam watched Lu's previously unfamiliar dick disappear from view, now into the mouth of this cute, delusional stranger. As his eyes followed Nicky down, Sam became aware of another oddity of Lu's cock, what appeared to be the base of this rod had emerged from its obscuring sheath, revealing a set of bumps, extending out from the sides of the penis, almost like Lu's balls were had exited their housing as well. Soon enough Nicky had reached these protrusions and, with a brief pause, she began to bob her head up and down along the length, causing her costume's ears to flop up and down in time with the girl's motions. The full bodied motion that accompanied Nicky's strokes was causing her hips to shake as well and Sam noted that a newly rejuvenated flow of liquids were spilling out of her, now collecting on the stem of her still inserted lollipop, before dropping in to a small but growing pool on the seat he had recently vacated.

Lu, for his part, seemed to be enraptured by the young girl's attention. He had given up his distant affectation, and was now sitting slack, tongue lolling out the side of his mouth, panting in evident pleasure.

Nicky continued slathering the canine cock for a few moments longer, humming happily as she did. Soon, though, she seemed to grow tired of the activity. With a resounding pop, Nicky sat up, detaching herself from the glistening member, which was now a veritable fountain, spraying into the air as a combination of saliva and whatever Lu was producing slid down into the fur around Lu's sheath coating everything in a similarly slick layer. Sam could see that a similar sheen had accumulated around Nicky's mouth, making an almost comical view, as though she were simply a particularly messy eater who'd just finished a nice brothy soup.

Nicky, however, didn't seem to care much about the mess she'd made. Instead she stood up and moved over the prone pokemon. She came to a stop, feet on either side of Lu's hips, dripping her own copious fluids onto the sodden 'mon.

It was at this moment, where things had come to a short lived break that Sam spoke up for the first time. "Wha... What are you doing?" He croaked out, voice breaking from tense disuse.

At the sound of his voice, Nicky looked over, as though only now realizing that she had an observer. Sam looked up at the girl, so much younger than him, but so clearly in control in that moment. Then, without warning, Nicky reached down between her legs and extracted the hidden lollipop with a wet sound, before reaching out and sticking the soaked candy into Sam's mouth. The move was so sudden, so unexpected, that Sam simply closed his mouth, his brain failing to provide any other course of action in that bizarre moment.

The first thing Sam made out was the salty, acrid taste that coated the candy. His first coherent thought upon observing this was to spit it out, but in the next instant he began to taste the pecha berry flavor of the lollipop. Somehow, between the two flavors, one he was familiar with and one which was new and not entirely welcome, Sam found himself reconsidering his course of action. It wasn't amazing, but he was suddenly better able to understand why this girl might have been dipping this candy in herself. It was, perhaps, the general oddity of the situation he now found himself in, but Sam was happy enough to continue enjoying the candy as he looked on.

Nicky, for her part, was already moving on with her own endeavours. Having shut up the distraction, she was now kneeling down onto the lucario's hips, nestling the warm rod of smooth flesh between her lips. Her clit now rested squarely on the base of the lucario's knot, sending brilliant, if familiar, thrills through the young fox's body. For a moment she sat there, grinding herself into that lovely, throbbing lump, letting her now unstoppered pussy ooze out its strong smelling and sticky mixture of her own juices and umbreon cum onto the blue, furred sheath wedged between her furred cheeks.

Sam watched Nicky again take hold of Lu's penis, this time angling it upwards so that it was again showering the 'mon's already wet crotch. Then the costumed girl lifted herself slightly, levering her body up, though remaining attached by rivulets that stretched between sheath and lips. Sam could see that the girl was taking care to align herself with the spurting tip, and it dawned on the naive kid what it was that she was about to do. Even as Sam had this realization, Nicky let herself slowly drop onto Lu.

Like the candy before, Sam stared at the point of union between Lu and the girl, the 'mon's cock swiftly disappearing into the sopping depths. As Nicky was filled, what dregs remained of her previous encounters were displaced, trickling out from whatever small gaps remained between pokemon and child. Nicky was squealing with glee at the feeling of fullness, but when Sam glanced up at Lu he saw the 'mon was stiff as a board, apparently so consumed by what he was experiencing that, much like Sam, he was no longer fully present.

In no time at all, Nicky reached the base, or as Sam was reminded, not the base, but rather the top of Lu's knot. Nicky began bouncing up and down, her face a mask of strange bliss, alternatively biting her lip and letting her tongue come flopping out, all the while giving off whimpers and cries. With the increased motion, Sam saw that Lu was beginning to somewhat emerge from his stupor, now panting and, after a moment, placing his paws on the girl's costume clad knees, as though to encourage her.

Their pace grew steadily faster, a crescendo of hot, wet motion as the dark pink of Lu's cock pistoned in and out of sight. Soon enough the pace seemed to become too fast for Nicky, who had to put her hands out, holding herself up on Lu's chest. At the same time, Lu appeared to come into his own. Moving his feet so that he could get purchase on the cushion beneath him, Lu began to push his hips up as Nicky fell, intensifying the force of their mating and causing various liquids to fly with greater vigor, some even reaching Sam a foot or so from the entranced couple. With the added heft to each thrust, Lu's well swollen knot now began to overcome Nicky's body and after a few rounds Sam heard a loud, sucking squelch as the bulbous base entered and then was swiftly yanked from Nicky's body.

For the first time, Sam heard the girl let out a sound that was vaguely recognizable as speech, letting out an, "AHHH," as the thick base of Lu's cock stretched and pulled at her body. To Sam it didn't sound like an expression of pain, so much as surprise, but it was also the first thing he'd heard that didn't sound like it was part of her affected eevee-talk. However, even as Lu began repeating the move, Nicky did not repeat the call, sticking to her eh-buh's and buiiiiii's as she clearly enjoyed the rough treatment the fighting type was meteing out.

Then all at once their copulation came to a climax. Sam saw Lu reach forward, gripping Nicky by the hips and with a violent tug down and quick jerk up, he found purchase and stayed put. In nearly the same moment Nicky let out a quavering squeal, hunching over and pulling herself tight to Lu's stomach. Lu let out a quick bark, another sign that his detached facade had crumbled, and kept himself suspended, back arched as though trying to press as far into the little girl as he could. Sam could hear both of them panting loudly, and just barely he made out the sound of squelching liquid.

His quiet observations were quite suddenly interrupted as the door beside him slid open and then quickly shut.

"Nicky, I swear, can I not leave you alone for five minutes?!" Came the slightly exasperated admonishment from the girl's mother, who'd joined Sam in standing over the entwined odd couple.