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Julie read a complicated word problem from her math book while bundled under her blanket beside Lilly that Tuesday night, in thought about the next day while trying to work simultaneously.

It didn't help that a good drama-romance film was on TV that she kept glancing at between commercials; she had it on low volume so it was less of a distraction, and the earphone in her ear was paused so she could concentrate.

She'd been listening to 'Meta's podcast' through her Caster app. Meta hosted a popular show geared towards mature audiences and one of her favorites she usually listened to while doing homework. Meta, the female host, had a guest present from Johto's Science Organization. However, Julie was listening to ads at the moment.

The movie was an old high-budget movie: 'Gastly Gun.' The title was cheesy, but it was about two teens meeting and falling in love during a brutal war between two rival professional gangs in Kalos' Santalune City. What neither knew was that their families were the ones taking shots at each other in a freak low-odds coincidence.

Julie wanted to see the outcome of their story but had a lot on her mind at the same time.

She still couldn't believe she was going through with this Midnight situation after knowing good and well that she shouldn't. The risk and consequences were huge, and the reward was minimal in comparison. Julie was about the opposite of rash. In fact, she was taking everything into consideration here and still wanted to chase it.

Midnight would be the one to take her innocence that she'd held onto for so long. For some reason, Julie felt it would mean more to her than any human male taking it.

The very thought of Midnight alone compared to any boy was both more appealing and depressing. "Something's so, so wrong with you..." she whispered. Perhaps she was into pokémon? Julie wouldn't know where it came from if so.

She had never once desired any she'd seen, but all of a sudden, Midnight was the love of her life. He was quickly becoming her unofficial official companion. Silly. Mindless, but it warmed her to the core.

"Doesn't add up. Why?" Julie shifted her legs and brushed a section of her hair behind her ear. "Loneliness? Maybe my fear of being in a relationship? I don't feel like I'm ready for that either. I'll never be, but I am for a frickin' pokémon? Mh..."

After another ad, Meta returned. Julie stopped reading and focused on what was in her ear.

"Andd we're back, to all the people and that one pokémon listening," Meta said. "We're going to delve deep into the minds of pokémon like you've never known with Baron Hart from Johto's Pokéscience Organization... Baron, we were comparing and contrasting before break how different and similar pokémon were from us and each other mentally. How disparate is the species from itself?"

"Good question, Meta. Pokémons' realms of intelligence vary vastly throughout the species. We have actually run into many surprises during our research. I'll put it like this...

A rattata or goldeen wouldn't be anywhere near as wise or perceptive compared to a charmander, following?"

"Uh-huh..."

"And I'll reel in everyone's favorites here. Eeveelutions are generally intelligent and self-aware through study; however, they aren't on the level of a lopunny or blaziken. For instance, bipedals are capable of problem-solving more efficiently, understanding abstract situations, outsmarting humans in a plethora of situations, and can be taught to read and write in any language. On occasion, ambitious and obsessively curious bipedals have even taught themselves to read."

"Oh wow." Meta chuckled. "Okay everyone, let's worry less about technology overtaking us and more about the braixen and lucario army."

Julie giggled, pushing her book aside and lying on her back.

"Something like that." Baron chuckled after her.

"Okay, question that myself and probably everyone listening has," Meta said. "Can the four-leggers do any of what you stated bipedals are capable of? Like, can they read too?"

Baron stayed silent for a moment. "Hm, okay. So, quadrupeds can and have outsmarted humans. We can see that dating back hundreds of years for survival purposes, but there's a point where they cannot function as consistently in higher situations. Following?"

"Situations that require more critical or strategic thinking then? Ones with layers."

"Precisely; to answer your second question, through multiple studies, quadrupeds couldn't process a single written word. There seems to be an intrinsic mental block in several neurological aspects found in them and other species that need to be studied further to this day."

"No way? Come on, don't kill ninetales for me. They look like they're so impressive up there."

"Lucky you because they are the only exception."

"No way??"

"No quadruped surpasses ninetales and its alolan counterpart. They are almost as impressively intelligent as legendaries and are also among the most emotionally and socially intelligent species, closer to humans than any other common pokémon from how their brain operates to mutual DNA. They are a focal interest for scientific research."

"That's insane... So they're kind of like humans trapped in fur and stuck with paws."

"You could put it that way."

"They've gotta have so many complex thoughts all reduced to nine, tales, and ninetales when they open their mouths. What a fate; they've gotta live that for a thousand years."

Julie wondered why ninetales had received so many gifts. Arceus must have favored them greatly. It made her want one.

"Oh, oh, alright. New question. So if ninetales is the smartest four-legger, who's the least smart?"

"That would be boltund."

"You know what... I could believe that without you uttering another word. I've seen videos of them straight up running into walls while chasing wild pokémon, and if you look into their eyes, I swear there's not a single thought behind them. They didn't evolve with the rest. Got left behind."

Julie giggled again. Arceus hadn't graced that species at all because they exhibited the least amount of intelligence across the board. They were cute, limitlessly energetic, and fun, though. Yamper especially.

"Speaking of videos," said Baron. "If any pokémon out there requires a Training Center, it would be boltund. If you haven't, I recommend looking up videos of them running on the special treadmills exclusive to the Centers. Fifty miles per hour for hours without rest."

"I definitely will. I'm just glad they're harmless. You are not outrunning that pokémon— oh, but is it smarter than yamper? I don't know how intelligence links with evolution in pokémon."

"Ah, let's tackle this. So, there actually is a limit to brain capacity linked directly to evolution. Example... A bulbasaur can only learn, hold, and understand half as much as an ivysaur, who makes better decisions and functions more adequately in life, and so on.

To add— I find this intriguing... a species could be born with select increased or decreased traits in intelligence and behavior depending on who their parents were. Let's say a ninetales breeds with an umbreon, their offspring may take some mental and even physical aspects from the ninetales, including an additional tail or a pointy ear, but fusions like such are rather rare and considered genetic faults, though some are valued... like an umbreon with espeon's tail or ears or a wurmple with a weedle-like build."

"Mhh. Thank you for clearing that up, but... would a ninetales breed with an umbreon? From what you've said, would the ninetales maybe see an umbreon as inferior?"

"That depends on the ninetales, and it must also keep in mind the difference in general lifespan. Eeveelutions and most quadrupeds live for around thirty-five to forty years. Their relationship would be more or less akin to a human loving a quadruped, except we don't live for a thousand years.

There will also be a noticeable distinction in intelligence and instinct within the relationship, and a number of the ninetales species may frown upon and avoid associating with that specific ninetales. That is why ninetales typically live in isolation among other reasons."

Julie cheeks flushed. So she could love Midnight, but there would be consequences?

"I like that comparison. Thank you again, Baron. Couple more questions for the viewers before we're off the air in five. Why is it that regardless of how smart a pokémon is, they all understand our languages? Where does that ability come from?"

"That is one question science cannot answer as of yet. All pokémon are sentient and naturally capable of understanding human language if around it long enough, which is a phenomenon science has explored for decades. Pokémons' vocabulary also vary among the species. How they were brought up also factors in.

A captured young rattata would end up twice smarter than a wild one, and we've observed in several studies that pokémon, especially wild ones, exhibit a lack of empathy and care for one another to an extent because of what living in the wild entails. However, pokémon raised from birth in homes or captured ones from a young age don't share the trait as intensely."

"Interesting, interesting. The more I'm learning, the more I'm getting that pokémon generally seem to be like us but with more instinct."

"Well, we know that most of the species share over half their DNA with us. However, we can't trace precise origins because there is a point where history wanes."

"That's kinda eerie. Why is that?"

"We have no idea. The further we travel, the less progress we make, and a lot has been made within the last decade through rapid technological advancements. We hit fossil gaps hiding thousands or millions of years underground or that have been lost to time altogether, along with unintelligible and indecipherable findings in DNA.

Both seem to present themselves more frequently, and science is still attempting to work around the wall. We're theorizing an intricate evolutionary one that humanity can't comprehend or track accurately because of how far back in history it goes... but don't quote me on that. Theory."

Julie wore a puzzled squint. "What?" she whispered. Was he implying humans had evolved from pokémon? In that case or whatever miracle in time had taken place involving the species, then it may explain partly why humans and pokémon couldn't seem to leave each other alone.

Meta hummed. "As in, maybe you guys aren't meant to cross it, so maybe you should stop while you're ahead before Arceus has to step in."

"That is another theory, actually, but this one isn't recognized by science and is more fun. Anyway, Arceus may have already stepped in thousands and thousands of years ago. Our planet likely consisted solely of pokémon at first, but we can't prove so. It may have always contained us."

"Yeahh?"

"Arceus could have wanted to integrate us, something like our entertaining Mystery Dungeon games, but more so— more directly. Arceus is a creator and can transcend the universe. Potentially, they could have witnessed or even owned two separate realities... One only with humans and one only with pokémon."

Meta laughed. "And said f it, let's combine these and see what happens."

"Sure, maybe, but in deity speak, of course. We could be a third experimental reality... So, there could be humanity out there in a galaxy, there could be pokémon a few million light years away, and then there's this one featuring both. We wouldn't know the motives, how they did it, or why they may have tied our DNA. Perhaps so we could better connect with each other. Who knows?"

"Just... don't unravel what shouldn't be, alright? I kinda like this reality and love my skitty even more."

"But this is sort of humanity's thing." Baron chuckled. "We can't stop."

"That's true, isn't it? So if we get meteor'd, we're all blaming you guys before it hits."

"Fair. I'll take it," Baron replied.

"Oh yeah, darn it. I've got one more since we're on the deity topic. Might be a bit controversial."

"All for that. I'm ready."

"So, if we evolved from pokémon or got force-combined against our will— hypothetically... why don't we, like, worship our legends?"

"Eh, well..." Baron cleared his throat. "We do to an extent. As we know, every region's people has their own revered legendaries, although, correct, there is never outright worship outside of obscure cults, tales, honor, and holidays.

This has never been a central focus throughout scientific history and still is not because there's no real benefit, but perhaps if it were up to pokémon, if humanity allowed them to build and host their own large communities with true foundation, perhaps they would worship. They have been known to on a smaller scale in their villages and communities deep within routes and on land masses outside of first world regions. They create intricate cultures and attire as well."

"See, but I kinda wanna see them build something huge. They might even teach us a thing or two," Meta said.

"Unfortunately, there are worldwide fears that pokémon rising to power would lead to an uprising, and they are more than capable of building cities if granted the time."

"Maybe if we let 'em in a controlled space." She sighed. "This cast has got my mind spinning, if I'm honest. I've learned too much."

"I don't blame you. History and our existence are confounding. I presume that because we are funneling more funds into pokéstudies in contemporary science alongside rapid growth in tech, we may find out a lot more in the coming decades, especially about ourselves, and that's something to ponder."

"Oh, for sure, but, unfortunatelyy... that's all the time we have for today. Thank every single one of you for tuning in, and special thanks to Baron for making this one of the most riveting casts I've had to date."

"My pleasure. Exploring our closest companions will always be nothing short of extraordinary."

"Truth, and remember guys, I'm live every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evening starting at six. Next episode, I will be interviewing Cynthia, the champion of the Sinnoh League herself, so don't forget to tune in. I'll see you guys then!"

Julie took out her earphone. "A human loving a quadruped..."

Even if either of those theories proved to be true, she doubted any changes to current laws.

The integration theory had been around for a long time. Julie had read about it before. They ranged from Arceus owning three separate galaxies containing life as Baron explained to the legendary destroying both individual planets and combining the species.

The evolution theory, Julie could see gaining more traction as research and tech grew.

She loved the podcast, though. Pokémon being just as complex, if not more than humans with their corresponding abilities, was scary when people and pokémon were so, in fact, deeply integrated, but society functioned, and both species coexisted. If pokémon truly wanted to, they could wreak absolute havoc on citizens and society— psychic types alone, so Julie admired how much they held their capability back.

The podcast more or less reaffirmed that she and Midnight could work out, but would they last, and how long could Julie hide the fact that they were partners?

"That's a mistake," she mumbled. None of that would happen since he wasn't hers, anyway, and it sounded so insane that she started to genuinely think she had mental issues.

Well, she did, but why would it lead to this?

Whatever. She was giving him her virginity tomorrow, and what would come of that?

Julie had no idea what she was doing, willing to engage in such aberrant behavior that she never thought would come from her.

“Screw this. I'm gonna study." Her regional history test was tomorrow; she wanted to be ready since she'd be in shambles if she got a B. Julie stroked Lilly's back while she groomed and nibbled her fur free of dirt from outside. “Thanks for the company, Lil'."

She got up to fetch her history book and the study guide before getting back under her covers. While she was going over the paper, her phone vibrated. She pulled it out from under her pillow to see that she'd received a message:

'National Park?'

'Friday, you said?' Julie replied and got a response in seconds.

'Yep. After school 3 p.m.'

Julie frowned a little and raised her thumbs again. 'Why not somewhere nicer, like the World Market at the mall downtown?'

'That place is boring. It's just a big supermarket with culture aisles. I don't know why you like it.'

'Fine. National Park it is.'

"Works." Julie locked and slid her phone back under the pillow. It was late, two hours from it technically being the next day. She only had a few more math problems and the history assignment she was currently doing left, and then she would go to bed.

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Julie woke up earlier than usual with a headache at 4 a.m., still sleepy since it had taken her an hour to finish her homework last night on top of her eating afterward, then shaving. On the bright side, it being so early meant she had more time to lie in bed and let time pass.

Julie had more legroom, so Lilly must have left. She looked where Lilly had slept last night and saw a dusty imprint on her blanket that she wiped clean. Julie wanted to start wiping her down after she came in from outside, but the liepard was stubborn and noncompliant half the time. It was enough work to keep her inside.

Julie sat up and took a moment to guzzle water, then lay back, pulled the blanket over her head, and curled up with a sigh, shutting her tired eyes. Lilly reminded her of how much she wanted Midnight away from school and all to herself. Julie would hold him all night and never let him go.

She could picture having him in bed and snuggling the night away already. Life would be so bright and happy; maybe that meant it was time for Julie to go out and catch a pokémon, but even so, she was already attached to one.

Within fifteen minutes, falling in and out of sleep under her cozy sheets, Julie got out of bed and stepped on her swablu slippers, slipped her feet into them, and got herself ready. She straightened her hair with the flat iron she kept under the sink instead of wearing it in her usual wavy style. She also wanted to wear something that would leave her more accessible for later.

Her pair of thin panties and the white leggings she owned which hugged her thighs would do perfectly. Lastly, Julie put on her long-sleeved, tight black shirt and matching furry ankle boots she kept in her closet, which all took around ten minutes.

She left her earphone today since she was too nervous to listen to anything, grabbed her backpack, and jogged downstairs afterward.

“Have a date later, Jule? Dressed with a lot of appeal," her mother asked. She was sitting at the kitchen table as Julie came downstairs.

“N-No, I just liked this outfit." Julie didn't expect her mother to be up so early and didn't know whether to take the question as a good sign.

“Mhm, now go on if you aren't hungry. You don't want to be late." Her mother chuckled and waved her off. "And please be safe on the way."

Julie was out riding a few minutes later; about halfway through, she remembered that she wouldn't eat today since her lunch break was reserved. A fruit bar or any kind of snack would have been nice to take with her. However, what was coming would make skipping worth it.

Upon entering the school, she felt sets of eyes on her. "Could have cooled it with dressing for sex..." Julie didn't like drawing attention to herself and felt naked. She was too inhibited for this and wished she would have at least worn a hoodie or jacket because it spiked her anxiety.

It didn't stop there. A few seconds after reaching and opening her locker, a voice came from behind her.

“You look good today, Julie."

Before she turned around, she recognized that voice and instantly regretted the leggings. “Oh, thanks, Ricky," Julie said and had to look up at him slightly.

He pushed some of his brown hair back. “I've been meaning to ask if you wanted to… go somewhere with me at all? Maybe the mall in your city. Just to hang out."

The truth was, Julie didn't know Ricky that well. They'd only talked a few times during class while working on group projects in tenth grade. “Ehm, how about I think about it for a while and get back to you?" Julie grinned.

“Sure… uh, sorry to bother you."

Julie took a couple of furtive glances back while he walked off. “Last time I wear something like this…" she mumbled and stuffed her backpack into her locker.

She took her first few classes and was sitting at the end of math class toward the back row after an intimidating test. She looked at the clock on the wall above an algebra poster and a few printed papers of math facts as the teacher wrapped up the lecture.

He was an older man with short brown hair and a toned build. Sharp, charismatic, and always dressed in casual suits to teach, this time a burgundy one. Julie would enjoy learning from him more if he taught any other class.

It was 9:55, five minutes until lunch. She'd felt more apprehensive as the hour neared. All she knew was that it had to be over quickly. They couldn't drag. Lunch went into and ended at 10:40, giving her and Midnight more than enough time if all went well.

"We are out in five minutes; I hope you all passed the test." He cleared his throat. "Before we dismiss, I want to bring attention to an upcoming event that will be held in the auditorium in two weeks," the teacher said while wiping solved equations from the whiteboard. He set the eraser down and turned to the class, pacing slowly while talking. "You may see posters begin showing up around school advertising it. Has anyone among the class heard of Brycen?"

Everyone did, confirmed by the uproar of exuberant buzzing full of 'I do's' and scattered voices stating him as a famous actor and the various high-budget feature films he's starred in.

Julie had watched several of his movies, but she sat back in silence and looked around at starstruck girls and riled-up boys.

The teacher chuckled and came to a standstill. "Alright, alright. Settle down." He let the commotion falter before continuing. "Yes, Brycen is a globally famed film actor from Unova and works with Pokéstar Studios, the world's largest and most successful producer of shows and movies enjoyed worldwide. He's most popular for the Brycen-Man and Full Metal Cop series and doubles as Unova's Icirrus City's gym leader, and don't explode again, but he will be visiting our humble school to speak and educate those interested in acting and film.

He will be hosting a small competition for fun in preparation for the Annual International Film Awards, where students will perform monologues from excerpts from his film school on stage. Almost everyone will get a chance to do so, giving you a peek into what it's like to audition for people, perhaps a casting director if you use your imagination."

Julie watched about everyone else around start giggling and buzzing again. No thanks. She wouldn't have attended anyway, but reading aloud on the stage of a packed auditorium? Brycen would be cool to see in person, but she'd pass. Film wasn't her passion anyway, but she did watch the Awards every year with Alyssa.

The event was held at Pokéstar Studios' very own massive Star Theater. Actors and actresses ferried in from all regions to attend, although most famed ones were from Unova, the cinema capital of the world.

The film industry provided Unova a large portion of its income and employed half a million actors, actresses, and extras annually to perform on its massive sets. Several old and renowned ones that had made film history were preserved on the Studio's lots and a part of its offered tours, alongside the iconic Pokémon Walk of Fame, which commemorated the many pokémon who had played important roles on the big screen.

The speakers let ring their monotone beep, dismissing the class. "Listen up, everyone! You can go sign up at any time in the office starting tomorrow, but if you stay for a few minutes and line up at my desk, I will take sign-ups now and turn them in later."

"Oh, I wanna sign upp!" a girl said excitedly while standing.

"Me too! I can't believe he's coming to Ecruteak. I know so many lines from like every series," another girl gushed, twirling strands of her long curly red hair.

"Yeah, but knowing lines and knowing how to act are two different things."

"Shut up, Danny!"

The teacher spoke over the noise while students lined up at his desk. "If you aren't interested, you are dismissed. Enjoy lunch, and make sure you study for next week's review quiz!"

Julie grabbed her bag and exited class with a few others. Her math class was located before her history class, locker, and near the school's entrance. Both classes were down the same introductory hall; the corridor that the locker rooms were down was amid them.

With a sigh and a small headache, she started down the busy hallway, and there he was, sitting in the general area of the locker room hall.

Students gathered at their lockers and grabbed cases containing instruments or held books for their next class. They buzzed and laughed among each other, with some taking glances at Midnight.

Julie took a few steps and caught his attention among the commotion, then turned around, beckoning for him to follow with her hand at her side again. She'd carry the few things she held. Julie didn't want to go to her locker while he was in front of everyone.

Midnight followed, and at a safe distance too.

They had to go outside the school. Julie led him past the trees and around the backside of the building where a fenced-off, vacant extensive grassy field that the school used for PE, sports practice, and events was. The grass was painted with lines, a field goal stood at one end, and rows of bleachers were off to the side. There was also a track built around it.

Julie stopped a distance before the fence at the door. “In here." Surely enough, it opened after she twisted and pulled the knob. She let it close behind them and looked around the silent locker room.

She went to try and open all eight of the shower stalls to no avail. They were all locked. “I guess less risk isn't an option…" Julie looked for a comfortable spot and saw Midnight standing by the wide table from yesterday. It was low to the ground and wide enough for her to lie on.

"That works." She went to it and pulled her phone out of her pocket to check the time: 10:10. They still had some. She set her cell, water, and books on the table. Julie sat on it and helped pull him into her lap after he approached, noticing his rings start to glow.

She tried pushing the sense of foreboding filling her to the back of her mind. "Glowing for me already?" Julie grinned, her cheeks warming.

He sat and looked up at her with smug timidity in his eyes, blinking them softly.

She brought him up some more, his paws on her shoulders, and leaned in to kiss his mouth, pressing her lips to his and shuddering against its fuzzy warmth. "Nm." Julie placed her hand on his upper back and continued to kiss him while gazing into his deep red orbs.

Their breaths hit each other's mouths; Midnight's ears twitched to her subtle murmurs while he went rougher. Her soft lips smacked delicately against his; his fur rubbed her skin.

"Mhn," she moaned while the gentlest chills ran up her body. She kept her other hand behind her on the table to maintain balance. A small huff escaped Julie's mouth as their make-out session continued. His breath held a light musk, rather stale and sharp with a tinge of sweetness. She found something strangely intoxicating about it.

She couldn't imagine anyone knowing about this. She was kissing with an umbreon. Julie would have to move out and run to another region forever if she were caught and it became a scandal, not to mention she may get locked up, but she wouldn't think about that part, or else she'd end up aborting this whole thing.

Midnight pressed his tongue to her lips as they kissed.

Julie parted them, a soft pink spreading across her face. She didn't even know pokémon had this in them or that they knew how to kiss. She assumed he'd seen students do so in the halls. "Nmh."

Midnight slipped his tongue into her mouth and pushed against hers, snaking it as hers did his, almost intertwining.

Julie's cheeks only got warmer while his appendage darted around and danced with hers, rubbing the roof of her mouth and the insides of her cheeks. She slightly closed her eyes while tilting her head. It made her heart beat and brought repeated frissons to her skin, but they didn't have time to spend on it, so after some moments, Julie broke their heated session and pulled away.

She looked at Midnight with a strong desire and a flushed face. She was as wet as she'd been during science class.

“Sit beside me," Julie told him, and Midnight got off her lap and sat on the table. She first listened for any abnormal noises, then took a stuttered, nervous breath. Her hands quivered while she moved down and slipped off her boots to remove her leggings that she left on the floor but stepped back into the boots afterward and lay on her back.

Her hips were at the table's edge, and her feet were on the floor. She genuinely hoped they were quick. Julie couldn't shake the thought of any faculty or student opening the door. “G-Go ahead." She spread her legs enough for him to do so.

Midnight got down and stood between her legs, then got on his hind ones and gripped her soft, plump upper thighs by her fit hips. He swayed his tail while fixated on her waist, hips, thighs, and everything else on her.

This mirrored her recent fantasy, except it was no longer restrained to a fantasy. This was happening.

“B-Be gentle at first." Julie reached her hand and moved her panties' fabric covering her vaginal entrance aside, swallowing. Exhilaration aside, she felt numb, fraught with nerves, and couldn't fathom this situation. Maybe it was best that she didn't.

He eyed her shaved vulva, studying her thin outer labia and clitoris. His tip was visible from his sheath. He started shifting, and after enough, he positioned his rod at her lips.

Julie tensed and bit her lip while he prodded her folds. It brought her to the reality of what she was doing but also begged for him to enter. “Ready when you are." Just like the fantasy. She could giggle but reduced it to a subtle, timid grin present at the corners of her mouth. She spread her legs more that shook even before he entered.

Midnight parted his legs and pushed his hips. His erection stiffened along with his tail as he prodded to spread her tight lips that wouldn't let him in with ease. He pushed harder, humping and parting them with his tip, making her gasp. "U-Umb." He slid halfway inside her narrow and cozy embrace, her labia pushing his sheath back while his knot expanded.

Her smooth walls glided over his member, making him shudder.

Julie wanted more already, even though she knew it may discomfort her at first. “Go on." She swallowed and took a few breaths.

Midnight gave it some seconds before pushing his hips more, Julie jerking in response as he did.

He hadn't had to break her hymen since it had torn already throughout her years of biking.

He shifted his hind legs and gave slow thrusts into her fleshy walls between instinctive, quick bucks of his hips. Their subtle ribbed texture drove firmly over his glans, along with her lips that barely moved against or gave for his cock, grasping him with tight resistance. He opened his mouth momentarily, visibly losing himself.

Midnight leaned in, thrusting deeper while tucking his paws over her thighs for a stable hold and flattening his ears. "Mm... m-mmb," he murmured.

“M-Midnight." Julie could tell he was enjoying her by his noises, expressions, and his rings glowing perpetually brighter than she had seen.

She winced under pleasure. It was unlike anything she'd experienced, especially when she'd never fit anything this size inside her vagina. It was a stiff and simultaneously soft invading pressure in the best possible way, making her inhale while his shaft spread and stimulated her walls.

She bit her lip while he thrust with ease, her walls squeezing while he went. With their natural lubrication that he encouraged with each hump, Midnight would have no trouble pounding her, which would amplify all that she felt. It was wonderful, making her jerk and arch her back. So, so much better than her fingering herself to the thought— ten times better.

However, Julie wasn't invested in their session. A part of her often listened for the door and looked in the general direction, but another grinned while a special umbreon took her vagina. "He's so cute," she whispered. She rested her hands on the table and held the edge with her left, watching his movement with a slight quiver in her lip while he sped up his pace.

Midnight panted through his nose, closing his eye while humping Julie's tight pussy that slicked around him as she got wetter.

Her labia slightly loosened and moved with his thrusts, flushing due to his knot hitting them continuously, but kept its utterly tight grip around his cock.

He tugged on her thighs and thrust harder while gritting his teeth, his sac swaying against his motions. He briefly opened his mouth while her canal convulsed and stroked his cock.

Julie glanced at her phone beside her while watching his strained expression and listening to his breaths as he thrust, his knot tapping and quivering her labia.

This would most likely be the first and last time Julie did this with Midnight. It couldn't become a regular occurrence as every time would increase the chance of her getting caught, so Julie grabbed her phone with her right hand and unlocked it, inputting her pin incorrectly three times in a row trying to rush. She didn't have time for this, but she also didn't want her phone to lock her out for a minute and screw her over, so she tapped the numbers with caution and cleared it.

“Umh..." Julie moved her hips upward against his avid thrusts while eyeing her phone to open its camera app. She swiped its screen so she could see what was being displayed and pressed record, holding the phone out and directing the lens at Midnight thrusting while reaching her free hand and running it over his head and neck to take attention from it.

Midnight flattened his ears against his head while Julie petted him, glancing a couple of times at her phone. "B-Bre. Brhh," he whined. He leaned in and moved his quivering paws forward, tucking them against her waist and kneeling their topsides on the table to thrust harder and angle himself deeper. Her skin rubbed his hips while he moved.

Julie had long forgotten about the door and was in a trance. She watched their immodest act through the screen. She gazed at him moving his hips with vigor between her legs that she now spread as far as she could manage. "Ahn, mhff..." Her eyes were almost shut, and her breathing quick from how well Midnight was pounding her. He was doing an excellent job at rubbing her sweet zone by often thrusting upward, making her gasp.

Her legs trembled as he thrust faster with more pronounced slicks. Julie listened to his heavy panting, assuming he was close to cumming, as was she if he kept it up. She struggled to keep her phone steady and held his foreleg with her other hand, squeezing. "Nnm!" She shifted her eyes back to him and, as much as she could under surges of fuzzy sensation, attempted to keep her eyes open to watch Midnight mate her. His rings had yet to consider fading. Julie swore they got eminently brighter with every other thrust.

She could smell the odor pervading the room their session gave off while their privates interacted, a sweaty musk which was pleasant to take in during a feral act, but Julie hoped it wouldn't linger.

His wild, frenzied thrusts created a dull, semi-consistent wet smack reverberating off the walls alongside him pumping his cock inside her; it didn't help that the room was silent in the first place. Midnight fell onto Julie's stomach and rested his cheek on her chest but didn't stop rutting her. "Brh, b-breonn."

“I kn-know it's good. Please make it yours..." Julie moved her hand after he lay on her and hugged his upper body with her arm, gripping the fur on the side of his body. She lowered the phone to his backside to try and get a shot of his cock slipping into her, which wouldn't be easy as it was hard to see the screen. His tail often smacked her hand and device.

Pressure built in her stomach; she gasped as her climax brewed due to his tip stimulating her sweet zone repeatedly and overall delirium during her first time. "Keep d-doing it. It's amzingly ghd..." she muttered, her last few words slurring and wavering. Julie bit her lip hard under rapidly increasing pleasure and took quick, short breaths through her nose.

She adored everything about this umbreon, from his puffy tail to his rings and cute features. To watch him fuck her was a dream come true. His unwavering pace told of his strength and stamina.

He shut his eyes, his paws often twitching. Midnight humped her folds more than he was appropriately thrusting. "U-Umbre, umbreon... reh..." Midnight held his breath and dropped his jaw, slowing his humping.

Julie's walls massaging and gripping his shaft and had him lolling his tongue while he shook. He thrust deep and pressed his knot to her folds, gradually forcing them to part and locking them after applying force while hot, sticky fluid spurted into her walls.

Julie widened her eyes, glued to how bright his rings got when he reached climax. She didn't know that was possible, and it made her wince against their dazzling light since his head ring was in front of her.

She pressed her legs against his waist and pulled Midnight even deeper after he knotted them while opening her mouth and moaning at a higher pitch. It echoed off the walls. "Oh, oh, it's here– I'm– I-I'mm..." She bunched his fur in her hand and took sharp, raspy breaths, holding it just before her climax. Her limbs went rigid and quaked as her orgasm arrived and sent her to a place she'd never been.

She squeezed her phone, feeling warm, euphoric frissons traverse her vaginal walls, groin, and tingle her entire body in vigorous surges. The dreamy sensations were profound enough that Julie could barely exhale, making her suck her stomach in and only letting her release moments later, where she breathed frantically.

"Nhmm. Mh..." Julie felt a rush alongside calmness and a sound mind. Her legs shook for a while longer, and her walls pulsed around Midnight's throbbing member. That orgasm was vastly different from what she was used to when stimulating her clitoris. It was so much more sensual and breathtaking, a softer and more vivid peak.

They both lay there while catching their breath, gazing at each other with radiant, lovely delight after sharing the deepest imaginable connection on all fronts and bringing each other to a fathomless climax.

Julie didn't want to get up. She wanted to lie on this table with Midnight and cuddle, although she would prefer it be her bed.

After Midnight could get his knot out and Julie finished getting her leggings and boots back on, she checked the time on her phone. It was about 10:30, meaning lunch was almost over, so they still had time to exit the locker room.

She leaned down and patted Midnight's head while he looked up at her with tired eyes and dead rings. “I hope you enjoyed that... I really did." Julie stood; her legs still twitched.

"Umbre," he said and ended with a content sigh.

“Let's go while our luck is still working." Julie snagged her items and exited the locker room with Midnight via its rear exit, walking back around to the front of the school. “See you tomorrow." She grinned at him and paced through the school's doors, heading down the hall and passing her locker while seeing a few students enter classes early to talk to teachers or sift through open lockers.

Julie headed to the restroom down the second hall. She had to pee, getting the urge after sex. She soon turned at the bench and reached the restroom, going inside past a couple of girls washing their hands at the sinks and taking the first stall out of five.

She pushed over the slider to lock the stall, then, unfortunately, had to set her books and water on the floor. She pulled her leggings to her knees and squatted over the seat with weak, quivery legs, taking a deep breath while releasing.

Her heart still pounded, and every fiber of her being vibrated with an inexplicably surreal sensation, enough to hop up and down. It could be the orgasm talking, but no. Julie giggled under her breath, beyond giddy after losing her virginity to the boy she loved.

Julie wiped when she was done and pulled up her leggings, waited to hear those girls leave, then left the stall and went to the last sink out of the row with mirrors, putting her belongings on the counter. She stared into the mirror, running her eyes over her red cheeks and sweaty face with an apparent glisten, then went to grab a few paper towels from the machine before returning.

Julie hit the button behind the nozzle that gave her five seconds of water and put a towel under it, which she used to wipe the sweat and hopefully the blush from her face.

She froze upon seeing a stall behind her open.

"Hi, Jules. Nice to see you," Jane said and stood at the sink beside her, getting soap from the machine on the wall between mirrors and washing her hands. "You look all flustered."

"What, I-I do?"

"Sure... Like you ran a mile at the track or something. Is everything okay?" Jane seemed to study her and the subtle shake in her legs.

"Yeah, yeah. I just..." What was she supposed to say? "I'm, uh..." After having the life pounded out of her less than ten minutes ago, she couldn't think straight.

Jane tilted her head and shook out her hands after the water stopped. "Calm down, Jules. I just wanted to make sure you were okay." Jane put a hand on her shoulder. "Have a good day. I'll see you tomorrow."

Julie watched Jane dry her hands with a towel before leaving and shut her eyes while holding her temple. Jane had seen everything— all of the effects sex had left on her. Who knew what she thought? Julie finished cleaning her face and washed her hands, then drank some water from her bottle.

Afterward, she went down the halls and straight to her locker, as it made no sense to attend lunch late.

"You've lost it. Officially frickin' lost it. Congrats, Julie." She stopped at her destination and dialed her locker's number in, sucking her lips in to conceal a smile.

As soon she got her locker open and swapped books from her backpack, another familiar voice came from aside, making her flinch.

“Julie," Alyssa said. "where were you? Missed lunch today." While asking, Alyssa looked her face, demeanor, and outfit over. “...You look like you did twenty push-ups and thirty jumping jacks in PE, and we don't have PE... and what are you wearing?"

She had asked too many questions already on top of Jane pressing her a minute ago. “I-I wasn't hungry, and I just… I liked this outfit." Julie eyed her. "Why are your eyes so swelly?"

“...Uh-huh, well, see you on Friday. National Park... and I'm fine. I didn't sleep last night because I found a good show. I'll catch up on Friday night."

"It was that good? Tell me about it later. We can watch it together, and I'm still on for Friday."

"Sure..."