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Two days had passed since Brooke was last at Parker's house. They'd spoken often over the phone, and now she was there again in casual jean shorts and a tight tee exposing her tummy.

It was afternoon. She watched him throw on shorts, a thin jacket, and boots while his torracat lay on her lap on the couch. "Going somewhere?" Brooke asked.

"To Tapu Village to see if I can catch an alolan vulpix. I want to raise one to an icy ninetales that's actually obedient... hopefully. Want to come along?" Parker counted the pokéballs sitting in his pouch.

"Tapu? Mh, that's a bit of a walk."

"I'll take that as a no. I'll have to take Pyro off of you. Definitely won't be using Vix..." He set the great ball holding him on the other side of the couch and took out Pyro's.

"Ah, you'll get to him one day." Brooke put Pyro down and stood, looking into Parker's eyes and kissing his lips while pressing two fingers under his chin. "You're a great trainer."

"We'll find out. See you in a bit, Alaika." He returned her kiss and returned Pyro to his ball before heading out the door.

"Calls me by my last name..." She shook her head and giggled, sitting on the couch and spreading her legs some. "Shouldn't have worn such tight short shorts."

Brooke slipped her boots off, leaving her in socks. She sat in silence and sighed, shooting her eyes around the room. "Why do I bore so easily?..."

She pulled her phone out of her pocket and checked her messages, which were expectantly dry, before glancing around the living room. She stopped when her eyes fell on the great ball.

Brooke scooted and reached to grab it, fondling the device in her hand. She brushed her index finger over the release button. "Not a good idea. What if it kills you or something?" she whispered.

"Mysterious, a bit scary—but interesting..." And again, she'd never been around a midnight lycanroc. "For a minute... then put him back?"

She took a light breath and pushed the button, letting Vix out at a short distance from the couch. A white beam of light from within the ball streamed to the floor; a thin, smoky mist ran up from and filled the air vaguely in the shape and height of a midnight lycanroc, concealing the figure before revealing the pokémon the ball held as the smoke dissipated.

She watched Vix look around for a moment before directing his eyes up at her. Brooke leaned back slightly as he did, swallowing while flicking her eyes to his every move.

He looked around, glancing at his owner's bedroom and twitching his ear at utter silence, then took a step toward her while flashing a toothy smirk. Vix hopped onto the couch and stood between her open legs.

"Oh, fu–" she gasped and flinched, her throat firming. That twisted smirk alone was enough to warrant a return, but he hadn't followed up with anything. He was dangerously close to her for no apparent reason, though.

"Wh-What do you want?" Her heart hammered against her chest and pulsed in her ears. He wouldn't murder her, right? That wasn't a thing pokémon did that weren't wild.

Okay, Brooke regretted letting him out, but curiosity must be stopping her from reversing that action. She literally had the ball in her hand.

Vix set his forepaws atop her upper thighs and gazed into her eyes, a gentle huff escaping his nose.

"V-Vix, bad boy. Stop!" Brooke shifted her hips back, which only made him apply more pressure against her skin with his paws.

He rubbed her thighs and pressed his claws into her skin, creating small dimples. He drew his eyes over her body and the light freckling along her thighs, fixating on her bellybutton piercing for a moment.

"Quit it!" Brooke pinched her brows and reached her hands to remove Vix's paws, but he moved closer and pushed his hips against hers, his claws pressing into her skin. She gasped again and went rigid. His crotch was touching hers, and his sheath was pressed against it. Her jaw slightly dropped; her cheeks flushed. They had to be bright red.

Pokémon did not act like this—did they? Brooke had never owned one, but this couldn't be normal behavior. Then again, Vix hadn't been displaying normal behavior. Parker had gotten unlucky with this catch. This lycanroc was a deviant.

Poképhilia was highly illegal with overwhelming consequences in Alola, including the confiscation of the involved pokémon and the person getting locked up.

She'd always thought that the human initiated it—Vix was straight up telling her as much as a pokémon could that he wanted to fuck her. He had to know Parker was her boyfriend by now. "Y-You disrespectful little prick..."

He pulled his hips back with a smug grin and peered, giving a nod at her clothes.

"Fuck no," she scoffed with a scowl. Vix had let her know how much he wanted in her shorts and expected her to obey? Her expression eased.

But one time couldn't hurt. Now that she thought about it, Brooke recalled seeing male pokémon genitalia several times throughout her life and had to admit she'd imagined how it would feel inside her—knot and all.

In her mid-teens, she'd spent a lot of time around and interacting with pokémon, often volunteering at a local daycare during afternoons as it had been owned by one of her parents' friends, although they paid her under the table at times. It was how she made small money back then, so she was there almost daily.

Brooke had even once watched a zoroark mate a vaporeon there who thought they were concealed behind a storage shed on the property. Shameful, but it had captured her like nothing else.

Her eyes were glued, the sight reflecting off her orbs—the way he lifted her hind legs and hugged her tail while driving his hips, ramming her snatch without relent until knotting and filling her; a part of Brooke had wished to be the vappy that day.

That was back when she used to watch poképorn after being exposed to the sight, though, and thus took her down the raboot hole, a slippery slope of limitless degeneracy that gripped her without relent. Video after video, orgasm after orgasm, and there was no turning back. It had been a depressing addiction that Brooke couldn't shake. When she'd tried, it always reeled her back in.

However, after Brooke met Parker, filthy thoughts like such died down and crossed her mind much less often, but the urge now returned stronger than ever out of nowhere.

Vix had stirred something suppressed within her that wasn't tucked as deeply as she'd thought, which disappointed her. This would be one of her only chances to experience a pokémon's dick—a forgotten dream.

She was alone on a comfy couch with a snide lycanroc who wanted to take her right now. The conditions and situation were perfect. It would be stupid of her to decline.

Well, not that stupid, considering it wasn't legal, on top of what committing the actual act could trigger in her after her collective past, which was why she had never chased those thoughts, but this situation wasn't a public setting, and she was stronger mentally nowadays. Where was the risk?

This'd be a quick session Brooke wouldn't revisit. It wasn't like Vix was a human, so it couldn't be too wrong. He was just... so persistent and demanding that he drew her in. Her lower regions warmed and chest fluttered as arousal stirred.

"K-Kay, whatever, Vix. Just... just quickly." She brushed some strands of her hair out of her face and grabbed both sides of her shorts.

He moved aside and gave the cute and flustered female space while she pulled them down her legs and set them aside.

"Can't believe I'm doing this…" Brooke kept on her shirt and next slipped her lacy panties down her legs, noticing Vix eyeing her naked lower half.

He smirked, glazing over her tight vaginal lips with a trimmed area atop. Its supple, fragile skin made him salivate at the mouth.

Brooke held onto the ball in case he got any more out of hand. "Q-Quit staring," she interrupted and saw his tip sprout from its sheath alongside its outline. His size was big enough for her. It was probably the tenth biggest she'd seen on a pokémon besides that zoroark and others she'd worked with.

Vix stood between her legs again, and Brooke, with hesitance, spread them more. He took an extra moment to explore, running his pads over her legs and upper thighs.

"…You're pushing it." Brooke peered at him while he slavered over and toyed with her thighs.

Vix peered back but faltered it. He positioned his tip between her vaginal lips, kept his paws on her upper thighs, and shoved his cock inside her tight hole while receiving a whine and furrowed brows from Brooke in response, along with her going stiff and bringing her legs up. His sheath uncovered against her lips and exposed his member; his knot engorged against wet stimulation.

"Lyh..." He stuck out his tongue briefly and softened his expression, humping her pussy with a closed-mawed smirk. Vix watched his cock slip inside her and her labia spread and flutter against his length. He shifted between that and looking over her legs, a series of groans rumbling in his throat.

"Ouhh." Brooke gripped the ball she held, Wincing from how fast he'd entered. Vix was deep, and it felt wrong in the best possible way. She lowered and spread her legs more, watching while he thrust swiftly. She eyed his pleased expression and grinned a little at the grunts and breaths he gave.

Although he was around two sizes smaller than her, he packed some power. Brooke slightly stuck out her tongue and bit it as he pressed his paws and claws into her thighs. They indented her skin and sent soft tingles up her body.

His wet cock sliding between her lips while tapping them with his knot to complement brought her the most mesmeric satisfaction.

Why was it so hot? The fact that a pokémon's dick was in her was such a fucking turn-on. His bulb hitting her labia only made it better, and the fragrant odor their sex gave off was stronger than when she did it with Parker. It was raw, musky, and addicting—feral, immersing her in the fact that a pokémon was taking her.

She felt as much of one as the lycanroc relentlessly pounding her snatch.

"O-Oh, fharder. Fuck my t-tight fucking puka, Vix. Ugh, a-ahs." Brooke slacked her jaw while moaning. He was so rough, cared not how it felt for her—and while disrespectful, she loved it to no end. Licentious ecstasy filled and coursed through her in searing rushes, experiencing what she used to watch daily on a handheld screen.

He gazed at her face as she spoke, slamming her tight pussy while panting with an open maw, his every other exhalation heavying. His furry sac swaying slightly with his thrusts.

With every hump, he smacked her thighs and young womanhood with resounding plaps. Vix leaned in and slid his paws to hold her thighs, his claws tracing up her skin and making her shudder. Her walls tensing around his cock made him press his hips to hers.

"V-Vixxy… ayh, Vix. Ngh, nm..." Brooke couldn't get enough of feeling so vulnerable at the paws of his dominance. She lay back and shut her eyes, reaching her hand and setting it atop his paw. She let her other fall onto the couch with his ball and pushed her leg off the cushion, letting it dangle while arching her foot. "Fuckk ye-huhs," she groaned while gritting her teeth.

She opened her eyes a moment later and recalled the kegel exercises she used to do. She could flex her walls around Vix's cock. She hadn't wanted to put in extra effort for him at first when he was already lucky enough to be railing a human, but fuck it, this was a once-in-a-lifetime experience for her too.

She wanted to serve a pokémon's cock and show him how fucking good he was having it. She took in a breath and squeezed her pelvic floor multiple times while he pumped in and out, watching him.

Vix glanced at her hand on his paw but was watching her face, tightening his expression from a repeated tighter pulsing contraction around his shaft. "L-Lyhhc..." he whined and took glimpses at her vagina, thrusting reflexively harder and making squishier slicks.

Vix's eyes went full, shooting to and from everything before him. Brooke was moaning and gasping his name; her breathing was raspy. Her expression displayed pure ecstasy and bliss, and her fingers often twitched against his paw. He smirked while rutting her hole and panted quicker, her grooved walls gliding over his glans. He leaned in and up to draw his tongue along Brooke's sweaty neck.

Brooke bit her lip to conceal a sly grin. She arched her back and tilted her chin up, giving him complete control while his hot breath hit her skin. "Hahh, hhh." She sighed with soft moans lacing them. She felt helpless, especially knowing he could sink his fangs into where he instead traced his tongue.

His knot smacked her folds while he rammed her. "Ahng… kn-knot me. Knot m-my fuckingg pussy..." Her breaths wavered, and her higher-pitched moans grew louder while he shoved his cock into her as fast as he could, digging his claws into her upper thighs. Brooke could hear his wild, aggressive breathing and grunts that almost scared her. She flexed her walls more, squeezing the great ball that her digits shook against.

Vix shut his eyes and groaned deeply, taking in a breath while her walls stroked his cock and squeezed it tighter than ever. He pressed his knot to her vaginal lips and pushed his hips hard, spreading them more.

"Cnnn..." He bit her neck and growled gruffly while spilling deep inside her, sliding his knot past her labia. Strings of thick fluid spurted against her walls. He bit down harder into her skin, snuffling while humping out the rest of his orgasm and grunting under his breath.

"Oh, yess. 'Ae, fuck. knot me. Fucking knot mee!" Brooke gasped as his bulb stretched her pussy, barely feeling his bite.

She released his ball and let it hit the carpet, opening her eyes and looking down at him while catching her breath. She shifted her eyes to their hips touching, then pulled her hand from Vix's paw and sighed.

He let go of her neck and drew his eyes down, growing a smirk while looking down at his work and grinding his hips against hers.

After he pulled out some minutes later, Brooke shortly got up to use the restroom, let Vix rest on the couch, and gave him water before returning him to his ball and setting it on the couch where she'd found it.

She dressed afterward and went to the restroom in Parker's room to look in the mirror. There was another down the hall that neither really used.

Sure enough, Vix's bite had left visible red marks on her neck that were bound to set in and look worse tomorrow. Brooke touched the wound with her fingers and retracted away. "Ss... damn it."

She ended up leaving Parker's home after opening the living room window and layering the entire room with a can of air freshener to cover up the strong musk. Brooke would have to find some excuse for why she'd left before he returned.

She stood at her front door, waiting until her legs stopped shaking so much before opening it and making her way upstairs to her bedroom. She turned on the fan this time and lay on her bed, her eyes blank.

That couldn't have been real. "What'd I do..." she mumbled while shaking her head, placing her palm on her face and running it down. Letting a creature that her boyfriend brought home three days ago have his way with her. She reached her hand to circle her navel piercing with her finger. Her face frowned.

A fucking pokémon had pulled her in so easily—so quickly, that she felt pathetic for it. Vix had given her what she used to fantasize about better than she had ever imagined, but it wasn't worth taking a cock that wasn't Parker's.

Well, maybe the knot was, which had always tugged her interest the most and had felt as incredible as expected stretching her.

Regardless, it was all besides the point.

Vix used her today, and Brooke had allowed it.