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It was another beautiful morning in the Kalos region. Sunlight shone through the curtains and blasted the Jolteon in his face attempting to wake him up. He just rolled over, grabbed his pillow, and buried his head under it. Little did he know a Doduo landed on the roof next to his window. I took a deep breath and started to screech an alert letting all know it was time to get up. The Jolteon threw his pillow aside, got up, marched to the window, and opened it glaring at the Doduo.

"Thunderbolt!" He growled as a bolt of lightening lefts his finger and shocked the Doduo. The Doduo fell off the building and landed on the ground below having been knocked unconscious.

The Jolteon was no typical pokemon. He and his sister were a rare breed called Pokemorphs. They tried to remain hidden from the world as others tended to try and catch them as they would a normal pokemon. They lived by themselves away from the typical hunting grounds for young trainers. There'd been some cases where they had Pokeball thrown at them but unlike normal pokemon, they couldn't be caught by such means. It was more of an annoyance than anything but they tried to not let it get to them.

Standing at the top of the stairs was a Sylveon dressed in a pink dress with a flat chest. She wasn't ashamed to be without brests though she tended to be tomboyish at times she still acted very feminine. The Jolteon turned slowly to look at her before realizing he was completely naked. He didn't care though as they weren't shy around one another.

"If you're finished playing with the local wildlife then come downstairs and have some breakfast." She said with a smile.

"Let me take a shower first." He replied walking over to the bathroom.

He never spent much time in the shower. Though afterward his fur stood on end from the static cling of the towel over his slender form. His sister would comment on it and help him by brushing it out. It tended to get on his nerves but there was much that got on his nerves recently. When he was younger it wouldn't bother him but as of late his need for a lover made it hard.

"Joltage," The Sylveon called up the stairs. "I used all the hot water this morning."

Joltage slammed his head against the door to the bathroom and sighed silently to himself. Already it would be one of those days.

"You could have told me sooner, Nimphia." He growled.

Instead of putting on his normal gear, he decided he would just spend the day in shorts and maybe send a day away from the house. Perhaps a stroll through the woods would make him feel a little better.

Downstairs he sat at the table and looked over the eggs on his plate.

"Please tell me this wasn't one of yours, sis." He groaned.

"Not this time. I made sure to steal it from one of the Hoothoot nests nearby. Bastards got pissed at me and tried to peck at me while I snatched it. Besides, it's not like I've been bred since Team Flare tried to make more of us."

She was talking about the time they'd been captured and forced to mate one another to breed more Pokemorphs. Joltage tried to forget those times but he couldn't. He found his sister attractive but he didn't know if she felt the same way. Part of him wanted to just take her there but he'd refrain from making any advances on her.

They both ate in silence for a little bit. Nimphia sighed and forced herself to eat the over-easy egg. Joltage couldn't read her expression but he knew something was on her mind. He wouldn't pry and so just ate his egg in peace. At least she wouldn't bother him this morning.

After breakfast, Nimphia went upstairs to clean while Joltage headed out into the woods. He would take the ax to chop a tree for firewood. Even if it was still summer they would stockpile some each day to last them through the winter.

Something told the Jolteon that he wasn't alone. The sound of the local wildlife has stopped. Normally they would be clambering all over themselves to be heard. Especially when trainers were near. Instead, it was deathly silent. Fearing the worst, Joltage ducked into the hole of one of the trees. He peaked out to see a few members of Team Flare. There was no way he'd lead them back to the house but he had to do something before they were found out again. They worked hard to breed the Pokemorphs with one another to produce offspring and fill the world with new species. Joltage tried not to hyperventilate remembering how they would force him to breed with many different types over the years. If it weren't for his sister they would still be in their evil clutches hidden from the world in glass cages. At some point, he'd been taught a paralyzing move that would stop them for a short amount of time but he couldn't remember it at the moment. He was too scared to move.

"Over there!" One of them yelled. Joltage tried to hide further into the recess of the tree and cover his ears keeping his eyes shut hoping it wasn't him they were after. He stayed there waiting for the moment they would grab him but nothing came. Soon a hand grabbed him gently causing him to cry out a moment before he opened his eyes to see his sister there.

"Don't worry. They won't hurt us anymore." She cooed to him. He cried and lept out to hug his sister tight.

Back at the house they locked the door and settled in for the night. Joltage lay on his bed looking up at the moon. He would look over at his sister fast asleep. She slept in the nude which didn't bother him in one way but it caused him tension in another. His shaft had stiffened and he knew he'd have to take care of it. He'd spent some nights alone in the dark masturbating and keeping silent so as not to arouse her from sleep. Tonight would be one of those nights he'd have to relieve himself. His hand wrapped around his thick shaft and slowly rubbed it up and down while imagining his sister straddled his waist.

He bit his lower lip trying to keep quiet as he stroked roughly. Something caught him off guard as his hand was pulled away from his shaft. Looking down at his wrist he saw a ribbon wrapped around his arm.

"Nimphia?" He whispered. Slowly from the dark another ribbon wrapped around his muzzle and trapped it shut. From between his legs, his sister appeared in the moonlight and licked over the tip of his member. Eagerly she took in the whole length rubbing her tongue along the underside. Still muzzled, Joltage leaned back huffing from the sweet pleasure riding his entire length. She pulled off the thick member and licked over each inch. The feeling of her rough tongue sent a shiver through him. When she was done she sat up and moved to straddle his waist for real using a ribbon to guide his shaft to her wet lips. With a free ribbon, she wrapped both his arms up above his head.

"Don't think I haven't seen you each night." She said sliding down his thickness. "Mmmmm, I've been wanting to do this for some time."

Joltage could feel the heat radiating down his shaft as she settled. Nimphia leaned in and kissed the Jolteon removing the ribbon. The Jolteon didn't fight it. Instead, he leaned into the kiss excitedly. He could feel her fur stand on end from his static shock. She leaned back readjusting herself with a giggle.

"Such a sweet taste, I should have done this sooner." She moaned.

Nimphia slid up then back down his shaft pressing against the knot. It was relaxing to be held down by his sister as she rode his member. It felt different than when they forced each other to mate. No Machines to hold them down and nothing being shoved up his tail hole. Instead, it was them in a loving embrace.

"Oh, Joltage." She cried as she squirted on his length making it easier to slide on.

The warmth spread through him as he struggled against the restraints wanting to hold her by the waist and thrust more into her. With a small zap of static shock, her ribbons let go of his arms and he grabbed her slamming hard up into her tightness. She cried out in pleasure rocking up and down faster meeting him with each powerful thrust. He was having a hard time getting positioned to reach climax so he grabbed her waist and sat up spinning around and pinning her back to the bed. Leaning in he kissed her pressing his tongue into her eager maw. Their tongues rubbed against one another while he thrust faster getting close. As he broke from the kiss she clung tightly to him with her arms around his neck panting and moaning.

Huffing and panting himself he thrust one last time feeling relief fill him as wave after wave of seed filled his sister's slit. He leaned down resting against her panting and coughing slightly. She nuzzled against his neck before caressing his cheek and guiding him into a kiss.

"That felt so good." He cried. "I didn't think you felt that way about me."

"for a long time now I felt you resented me for what happened. But I enjoyed our time together. Maybe we could do this more often?"

Joltage smiled and chuckled. "Of course.'

Pulling out he dripped seed all over the bedsheets and moved up to cuddle her in his eager arms. He'd enjoyed the moment they shared and wished their embrace lasted more than just the night. He kissed her one more time then cradled her head against his chest as they fell asleep. Little did they know what the future brought for them both but as long as they were together nothing could come between them.