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“Phew,” Cassy sighed, wiping an arm across her sweaty brow. She looked up from the field, leaning on her hoe for support. “About half done.” She looked up to the sky, where the sun beat down upon her as it rested in the middle of its path. She picked up the tool and carried it across her shoulders as she walked back to her house. Farming berries was hard work, but well worth the effort. Especially when paired with the homemade berry juice.

As she got indoors, she undid her bandanna, letting her long red hair fall past her shoulders. Wetting a rag in the sink, she cooled off her tanned skin with the damp cloth. From there, she opened the fridge and poured a glass of juice. With a hearty sigh, she all but fell into a chair and kicked her feet up on another, taking a long refreshing chug of her drink. It was hard work but rewarding.

She was all by herself. Sure, there were plenty of neighbors. Ted, next door. He was a nice guy. Had a zangoose helper. There was Nancy and Drew. Cute older couple down the way that ran a breeding ranch. And those were just her best friends. Most people around here were quiet and honest. She’d only lived here for two years, after leaving the city. The whole valley was filled with farmland. Winds blew in and got trapped at the mountain on the far end, making pollen spread well, and rains were plentiful. Though this particular spring had been rough so far. No rain since last week and blisteringly hot.

Cassy’s biggest issue was the size of her field. She always had a lot of work to do. It brought in a great profit, but took an equal amount of labor. Sure, it would be easier if she had a husband or pokemon to help. But she didn’t want to rush into a relationship or force a pokemon to break their back. At only twenty, she had plenty of time to find a partner.

So she was on her own, in her little one story farm house. It only had four rooms: kitchen, living room, bedroom and bathroom. It was small, but it was enough. And with her little thought break done, she stood and returned to work. The field wouldn’t till itself.

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“And that... about does... that.” Cassy announced to the world as she finished her work for the day. The sky was orange and it was getting darker by the minute. With the last row tilled, she began the last business of the day, putting away her tools. As she carried them to the shed however, she saw something. Despite the dwindling light, a white creature was obviously standing next to it. Thinking it was just some pokemon, maybe someone’s lost furfrou, she ignored it and continued walking. But as she got closer, more details became visible: a smooth white coat, blue skin, a blade shaped horn.

She was a little more apprehensive, but not afraid. Until her mind made the connection. It almost resembled...

Before her rake even hit the ground, she was off running, aimed right for the door to her house. There was an omen of ill fortune in her yard, a harbinger of disaster, an absol. She nearly jumped through the door frame and slammed it behind her. After the lock clicked shut, she ran across the room, shutting the curtains as she went. Once all of them were closed, she turned off the lights and sat down. “No, no, no...” She muttered. “Not my farm. It’s all I have.”

Legends and tales of that pokemon ran through her head on repeat. It was cursed. Anywhere they went, tragedy followed. If it just went away, maybe then-

There was a scratching at the door. Cassy drew in a sharp breath. “Just go away...” She whispered.

“It’s safe.”

Her eyes opened wide. She hadn’t even realized she was clinching them shut. A deep but soothing male voice spoke from outside her door.

“Open the door for me.”

She didn’t recognize the voice, but at least it was friendly. She rose and walked over to the door as a knock hit it twice. “Did you scare it-” She cried out in terror, backing up and falling onto her butt as the door opened to reveal the absol sitting on her doorstep.

“Don’t scream,” the voice said.

She couldn’t have. The fall had knocked the wind out of her.

“I’m not going to hurt you.”

She blinked in confusion, looking past the absol. There was no one else around and the voice seemed to be coming from everywhere. Like it was coming from inside her head, instead of from someone talking.

“Did you hurt yourself?” The absol took a step closer. When the words came, its mouth didn’t move.

“Are... are you... talking?” She asked cautiously.

“Yes and no. I cannot speak like you. I am communicating through psychic powers. Only you can hear me right now.”

“This can’t be real.” She put her head in her hands. “I must have passed out from the heat. Yeah, just a bad dream.”

“I am real.” He took another step forward, now fully indoors. “I need you to come with me.”

“What?! Why?”

“If you do not, your entire community will be destroyed.” He turned and began to walk away. “Follow me if you want to save everyone.”

Her mouth fell open in shock. But even as her mind reeled, her body began to rise and follow. “What am I doing? I’m gonna get myself killed...”

“I mean no harm. But it is imperative that you come with me,” he said, not looking back.

She stopped at her door, hand on the knob already. “Let’s say I believe all this. How can I trust you?”

“If you don’t, people will die.” He was at the border of the field. His steps stopped as he looked back, giving what was probably a smile. “Please. I want to help.”

She held for a moment. “Alright, let me lock up first.” She went back in and got her keys, her pokegear phone, and some insurance. As she locked the door from the outside, she said, “And don’t think I’m easy prey. I’m pretty tough.”

“I do not doubt it,” he said.

She turned from the door to find the four-legged pokemon sitting on the dirt farther away. Now that he was out in the waning daylight, she could see him more clearly. The legends were spot on. All four of his paws had three blue wickedly sharp claws. Long and silky white fur covered most of his lithe body, shining in the last rays of evening sun. His blue face had a short muzzle and a sickle shape horn sprouting from the top. A sharp blade-like tail wagged behind him, the same blue as his skin. The most striking part was his piercing red eyes. Looking into them made her uneasy, but at the same time, she couldn’t look away for long. And as she attempted to look away, her eyes drifted down. While the voice in her head was male, his body left no doubt. There were a pair of hefty balls and a large sheath nestled between his legs. She quickly looked away in embarrassment.

“If you are done staring, we should get moving,” he told her, standing and beginning to walk again. She hurried to catch up, falling in a few feet behind him.

“Mind telling me what this is all about then?”

“No, not yet. This weather is too hot for me. If it weren’t important, I would have stayed in my den. When we get back to the mountain, I’ll be in a much better mood,” he grumbled.

“I swear, this better be an emergency.” She reached down to her pocket, making sure her trump card was still there: a quick ball.

“It is. Cooperate and you’ll be a hero.”

They both fell silent as he picked up the pace, forcing her into a light jog to keep up. As they moved, her eyes kept falling onto his rear end, where those pendulous balls bounced with every step. They were too big for a creature his size, putting any human man to shame. Every time she realized she was staring, she forced herself to look away. Luckily, her farm was on the edge of the valley, not too far away from the base of the mountain he presumably lived on.

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After a long walk, they were quite far up the mountainside. According to her pokegear, it had been forty minutes. It was getting much colder and not just because the sun had set. Her short clothes weren’t cutting it anymore as she began to shiver.

“We’re almost there,” the absol informed her.

“Do you have a name or anything? Calling you absol is kinda... awkward,” she asked.

“No. Pokemon often don’t have names. At least not like humans do.”

“Right... How about Aster?”

“Aster?” he asked in confusion.

“As in dis-Aster.”

“If that’s want you want. I do not care.” He didn’t even look back at her. “Ah, there. Under that ridge. There’s a hole in the rock that leads to my cave.”

“Finally. This wind is killing me.”

He darted forward with a burst of speed, disappearing in the grass of the mountainside. She wasn’t far behind, coming up to the spot he vanished to find an opening leading down into the ground. She had to duck to fit through the gap, but made it in fine.

She saw a blur of white moving further in before it went around the corner. The stone floor sloped further down before making a sharp right turn at the bottom. Past the entrance, the passage was tall enough for her to walk upright comfortably. Carefully, she navigated down the slope. “Hey! Where did you...” her voice trailed off as she rounded the corner. The cave got even bigger further in, with one big round chamber. There was a pile of berries and fruit in a small hole, a pile of moss and leaves, and a stream of water running through the rear of the room. The room was lit by both a small fire lightly burning out and several brightly glowing blue crystals, filling the room with an plenty of light.

Aster was resting next to the water, visibly panting. “This fur is a blessing during winter, but it is a curse in the heat.”

“Okay, so care to explain?” she demanded.

“Give me a moment to catch my breath. We have time.” He motioned with his head towards the water. “Feel free to bathe. The water is clean and warm.” He walked over to the firepit and breathed a stream of fire to reignite it.

She did feel dirty and sticky with dried sweat from all the work today, but... She went over, still keeping some distance from the pokemon, and knelt down. Using her hands, she splashed some water on her face and arms. It didn’t help much. The dirt was worked in deep. Only a full bath would make her feel clean. But...

“Unless you want to spend the night here, you may want to take off your clothes,” Aster suggested, as if reading her mind.

“I don’t know how familiar you are with humans, but we don’t often undress in front of strangers,” she said angrily, giving him a glare.

“By your standards, I am already naked,” he responded casually.

She looked back down at the crystal-clear water. It was actually warm. And she was sore all over. A good soak would feel nice, especially since she still had to walk all the way home. Her hands were already in the bottom of her shirt before she realized. “If you look, I’ll beat you within an inch of your life,” she threatened.

“If it’ll make you comfortable.” He shifted his body, facing the opposite direction of the water.

Once he was looking away, she began to undress, setting her shoes, shirt and shorts to the side. After taking another look to be sure, she removed her bra and panties. She used her arms to cover herself as she stepped in and sat down. The stream was deep enough to wet most of her, letting her rest her back on the wall toward him. Unable to resist letting out a sigh, she stretched out and relaxed her tired muscles.

“The water comes from an underground spring,” Aster explained. “It’s pure enough to drink and warmed by the earth.”

Her head spun around to make sure he wasn’t looking at her. He was still facing away. “It is pretty nice.” As she relaxed, her mind thought back. “Damn!” she stood up, making a splash. “My tools! My shed! I left them unlocked!”

“It will be fine. You will be home before sunrise”

“I’d better. Those are expensive.” She sat down with a huff.

“Why did a lass like you make a farm?” he asked.

“Lass?” she smiled. “I just got sick of the city. It’s a lot more relaxing out here. More free. Why did you come down the mountain?”

“You obviously know the rumors of my species. Humans think we cause disasters, that we’re cursed, chased by bad luck and demons. Is that right?”

“Yeah. You scared me half to death.”

“I could tell. But none of that is true. We are very sensitive to the world. We actually sense disasters, long before they occur. But because we cannot speak directly with humans, we get blamed for what we tried to stop.”

“Can’t speak? Then what are we doing?”

“I am old, much older than you. I have learned to use psychic moves to communicate.”

“Okay, so there’s a disaster coming. Why bring me all the way up here?”

“I want a trade. I will tell you exactly when the disaster will happen. In exchange...” he let out a long sigh. “I want... you to mate with me.”

“WHAT!?” she shouted, spinning around. He was looking at her now, sitting much closer. His balls and sheath were framed between his legs like before. But this time, a tip of purple was visible. She looked away with a blush. “NO! You’re a pokemon and I’m a human. It’s... wrong.”

“What’s wrong about it? We are both animals. And no one else will know. You will be a hero. You can save the entire community.”

She frowned, still not looking at him.

“Please. It has been... hard, being alone up here. Spring is when most pokemon go into heat. But there are no female absol near here.”

She crossed her arms on the floor and hid her head in them. She wasn’t considering this. No way she could let him... with his soft fluffy body... and that huge package... “Alright.” She raised her head. “BUT! I’m only doing this to keep everyone safe.”

“Thank you. I would normally try to help for nothing, but... I am very pent up. And you are quite attractive. I find it to be mutually beneficial,” he said, his soothing voice taking on a bit of a sly tone. He stood and walked towards her. Just as he reached the edge of the water, he sat down again. That simple motion put his crotch right next to her face.

Her breath caught, almost making her choke. Up close, he was even bigger. His sack was at least the size of her head, the white furred balls the only thing she could think of. Her eyes slowly followed up the bulging sheath to where the tip of his member was poking out. She’d been educated on human biology, but had never seen a penis, human or other, in person. Unlike the rounded head a human would have, his was pointed. And instead of a light pink, it was purple. At least the first half inch of it...

Mouth open, she reached forward cautiously. She stopped before making contact, looking up at Aster.

He gave her a reassuring look. “Go ahead.”

Her hand closed the distance and came to rest against one of his testicles. Her fingertips delicately brushed along the bulk over it, tracing over the curve. His fur was the softest thing she had ever felt. It was smoother than the most expensive of silks. He shuffled a bit as she rubbed him, making her stop.

“Sorry, it’s been a long time.”

“It’s... my first time...” she admitted.

“I’ll be gentle.” He leaned down and licked her forehead.

She continued stroking him, hand moving underneath his sack. She hefted them, feeling the weight. They felt full. Her second hand had to come in to help hold the massive pair. She could fit one of each in her palms. “You’re huge,” she complemented.

“My species often have large genitals,” he said plainly.

Her hands left his balls and moved up. One wrapped around the base of his silky sheath and the other touched the head. Her thumb rubbed along the purple flesh as it slowly began to emerge from his sheath.

He sighed happily and his long tongue fell from his mouth.

Her own mouth was agape as well as she stared in awe at the pillar of absol meat rising before her. It just kept growing and growing. As more emerged from his furry pouch, its shape and color revealed itself. From the pointy tip, to the small valley below it which led to the shaft and coming to its widest at the base. In both length and thickness, it resembled her forearm. The tip was a dark purple, but as it went down, it changed to a light blue at the base. And it was the hottest thing she had ever seen. She unconsciously leaned her head forward, tongue moving out to lick the phallus. But before she made contact, her chest hit the wall, preventing her from moving further.

“Would you like to try something different?” he offered, moving away from her. Her hands held for a moment, but let go when he moved with more force. He stood and walked past her toward the bedding material. She stared at his backside and the bouncing balls as he walked. When he reached the bed, he sat again and patted his paw on the ground. “Come over here.”

She would have even without the offer. Dripping in more ways than one, she rose from the water and climbed out of the stream. As she walked over to him, she couldn’t suppress a shiver.

He smirked at the sight. “I’ll warm you up.” He laid down on his back, spreading his legs. She got closer, but didn’t feel like cuddling. She hadn’t had enough time getting to know his cock. So instead of lying face to face, she reversed it, putting his member in her face and her rear in his. “Good idea,” he purred, chest rumbling against her body.

Cassy herself couldn’t help but sigh as she rested on his soft fluff. It was like a warm pillow, but with a throbbing cock. And now it was right where she wanted it. Her hands were already wrapped around the base as her head moved even closer. Eagerly but carefully, she ran her tongue up the side.

At the same time, Aster leaned his head up to inspect her body. Her lips were unfamiliar to him, but no less attractive. His forepaws came up and wrapped around her hips, adjusting her into position. Once she was in an acceptable spot, he leaned forward and took a swiping lick at her pussy.

Her eyes opened wide at the feeling of the roughly textured appendage rubbing on her sensitive sex. If a male could do that, her fingers would never cut it again. She gasped as he gave her another lick. “Forgetting something?” he asked, his member throbbing as he lightly thrusted into the air. With that, she got back to her task. After all, she had to reward him for making her feel so good.

She leaned back in and continued running her tongue along his shaft. Much to her surprise, it had little taste to it, besides a slight salty one. For a wild creature, he was quite clean. His fur was free of dirt and he smelt fresh, almost flowery. His body was so warm, his fur so soft and comfy. She almost forgot about the cold mountain air.

As she slurped at his tip, tasting the pre that was starting to leak out, her mind began to wander. She had always heard rumors about those weird girls who were into pokephilia. And now she was diving head first into it, more than willingly. How could she not? He was so sexy. His strong but slim body, the fur, those eyes, that cock... Was it love? Or simply lust? Maybe a bit of both.

Comfortably supported by him, she took her hands off the floor and brought them to his package. Both hands went under and cradled his balls, gently massaging them while she licked and sucked on his shaft. As she became more familiar with the act, she got bolder, taking more into her mouth with each second. When she got almost a full inch inside, his hips quaked before giving a sharp thrust.

Her gag reflex immediately kicked in, forcing her to pull her head up and start coughing.

“Ah, I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to-”

“It’s f-fine,” she told him, patting his leg before standing up. “I want you somewhere else.” She knelt down and got on her hands and knees. “Is this how your species d-”

She was interrupted when he hopped onto her back. He immediately started rubbing around her backside with his member.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” she rubbed her head against his as it came over her shoulder. He wasn’t too heavy, but she dropped her upper body down to get even more comfortable, still keeping her butt right where it was. After a few glancing touches to her folds, he pulled his hips back.

“Ready?”

“Do me,” she told him lustfully.

With permission, he thrust forward. His aim was true as his member parted her cunny and sunk in to the hilt. His silky sheath came to rest against her lips, the loose skin rubbing against her clit. “Ah!” She gasped at the new feeling.

“I thought you said you were a virgin?” he asked, resting inside her.

“Broke it with a toy,” she said breathlessly.

“Then I don’t need to hold back,” he purred into her ear, chest rumbling against her back. She could see his smirk out of the corner of her vision. His hips drew back and then rammed forward.

“Oh, fuck!” she cried out, absolutely full of cock. With a rough lick up the side of her head, he did it again and over again. She was already soaking and had gotten him plenty slick, making sure everything slid in and out smoothly. He settled into a powerful pace, pushing and pulling forcefully, churning her insides with his member. All she could do was brace her body, her hands gripping the mossy bedding and trying not to be shoved across the floor by his humping. Her head was low, chin on the floor while her upper body was held up by his strong paws wrapped around her. With every move of his hips, slipping the hot flesh in and out of her, his arms pulled back, aiding the thrusts. Despite his body being slightly smaller than hers, there was nothing small about that organ. It bulged against her every fold and crevice, veins pulsing with life, deeper than anything she had ever felt. Masturbating with her dildo had been fun but this was another world compared to that.

“Ti-ght,” he said, his mental voice faltering. Feral grunts came out of him every so often. As his speed and force began to fall into a rhythm, her legs spread ever wider to give him more access. His instincts were at full steam, urging him to breed the female under him. Despite those urges, he held off on some more of his bestial tendencies. Afraid of harming her soft body, he refused to nibble on her neck or ears. He could rut her raw, but instead he wanted to enjoy this and make it last. Normally, the other pokemon of the mountain were afraid of his intimidating appearance, but this goddess was reveling in what he had to offer, completely infatuated with him. And her body was so alien. Humans weren’t exactly a mystery, but he had never been so intimate with one. If anything, it made it better.

Her thoughts were the same. His canine cock felt amazing. Each thrust filled her with a comforting warmth, making her body tingle in pleasure. If this is what a male could do, finding a husband might jump further on her priorities. And maybe a trip up the mountain could find its way into her schedule. Her bliss was interrupted when he slowed to a crawl, member half inside her. “Wha-” He changed his stance, removing his forepaws from her midsection to the floor beside her head. With that, he shifted the rest of the position. Then he thrust in, a slow hard one. “Yes!” she called out as it hit a sensitive spot. Smiling at the reaction, he did it again, his tip just barely touching her cervix. Her hand wrapped around his paw, stroking the fur on his arm as his thrusts continued, throbbing absol cockflesh splitting her tight cunny with forceful movements. He had slowed from his previous pace, focusing on driving into her with power, but still going fast compared to a human.

As he kept thumping against her, wet slaps began to fill the cave, hard dick and wet pussy squishing, soaked fur and slick skin hitting. Something new entered the picture, pressing against her lips now with every push. “What... is that?” she asked between gasps and groans.

“My knot,” he said, voice entering her head all while he panted in her ear. “It keeps the female and me together, so she gets pregnant.”

“It’s so big...” She muttered, not sure if she could handle it. It felt big, a baseball of flesh pressing against her. And it was getting bigger. She wanted it. “Breed me.”

“As you wish.” His body braced harder against her as his speed increased again, rapidly humping her. With each hilt, he pressed and squeezed his knot against her lips. But no matter how he tried, they would not grant him entry. Grunts and growls started to come from his mouth as he put even more strength into his hips. He was close, more than ready to spill his seed, but he had to give her his knot, as a matter of pride.

But the harder he tried, the more his knot swelled and his climax got closer. Cassy was close too, her entire body on fire, pleasure dominating her thoughts. All she could picture were his heavy balls, swinging between their legs, filled to the brim with absol cum. She wanted it all in her, not a drop wasted. She almost wished they were biologically compatible. So great was her desire for a full womb that she began to unconsciously push back in time with his powerful thrusts. That simple motion, that little change in momentum, was just what they needed as his knot slipped in with a loud pop.

“Ahhh...” She sighed as the relief of orgasm washed over her body. Her walls clenched tight over his member, squeezing and milking him. At the same time, his knot inflated to full size, locking him inside her. She could feel every minute detail of his veiny cock as it throbbed and let out the first jet of his seed. His tip was pressed firmly against her deepest parts, thanks to the extra length from his knot, causing his essence to pump directly into her womb.

Both collapsed as pleasure overwhelmed them. Her legs fell back as she laid on the bedding and he followed suit, covering her with his warm body while he filled her with even warmer cum. Fill was a very apt phrase, as his swollen balls emptied into her. Soon her belly bulged out with the sheer volume.

“Wonderful,” Aster purred, cock still leaking into her.

“That was the best. Thing. Ever,” she told him. “When that comes out, round two?”

“Yes, I think so. But first, while we’re tied,” he began. “A tornado, a strong one, will tear through the valley in nine days, as the sun begins to set.”

“In exactly nine days? Are you sure?”

“No doubt. I can feel it coming.”

“A tornado... in that valley, it’ll be devastating. Okay, I’ll warn everyone. Though... I think I’ll leave out a few details. This could change the dynamic of our species. If we can get some scientists... maybe we can break the rumors about absol, make people trust them.”

“That would be nice. And that means I get to stay with you.”

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Pokedex update: #359 Absol, disaster pokemon: Although it's said to bring disaster, in actuality, this Pokémon possesses a calm disposition and warns people of any crises that loom.