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In her dreams, she was light as a feather, prancing through verdant fields, each step so effortless it felt like she was on the moon. The sky looked like it too, every star standing out and twinkling vividly in the deep, dark yet light-studded depths. Everything was beautiful, alive in the shadows of the night, with the moon illuminating her path. She was here to meet her lover, a secret tryst held when everyone else was already asleep. Through meadows, through a copse of ancient trees, along the shore of a still lake reflecting each star, he awaited. Their love, of course, was forbidden. Yet love could not be denied, not by man and not by nature. She sat down in the emerald moss under a violet wisteria in bloom, awaiting him as she daydreamed. This was the first time they'd truly meet each other. How did she know she loved him? Well, it was simply the way of things. She knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt that the love of her life would meet her here.

Soon, there was rustling nearby. He was here! She sprung to her feet, a flurry of petals from the wisteria swirling around her as she swung to meet her lover.

From between the trees, a Lucario smiled at her. That- that couldn't be-

A sudden jarring sensation of recognition shot through Ann. The world distorted around her. Suddenly, she felt incredibly heavy, as if her belly was bloated with lodestones. She stumbled, falling face-first into the moss, and found it covering her face, choking her, no matter how hard she tried to breathe. It wasn't even moist and cool as it'd been before; it was bone dry and far too warm. Nothing made any sense anymore; the world was upside down. Somehow, she was in love with a Lucario – love that was about to get cut short by choking moss – and in her confusion, she couldn't move enough to turn around.

Until she woke up, that is. Covered in sweat and with her face buried in a pillow, Ann quickly realized that she'd been dreaming. She'd been having more and more bizarre fever-dreams the further into her pregnancy she got. Yeah, that explained the sensation of weight, too; she couldn't really lay on her belly because of how swollen it had gotten. Full of eggs. Regardless of how pregnant she was, though, it was morning.

Ann groaned. Her bed felt so comfortable, other than the kind-of nightmares she'd been having in it. Not that it didn't always feel comfortable, but the last few weeks it'd been like heaven compared to walking around with her increasingly heavy belly. Today, though – as her alarm clock angrily reminded her – she had to get up instead of letting Luka do her chores for her. He did so happily, but today, she had a gym battle planned. Slowly, she peeled herself from those soft, freshly washed sheets. It'd be a long day.

However, her spirits were instantly lifted when the smell of fried eggs reached her nose. Only a few moments after she sensed it, Luka – who she indeed was in love with, Pokémon though he was – came into the bedroom, carrying a tray of breakfast. It was a little peculiar, made for his Pokémon sensibilities rather than human ones, and so included a sandwich garnished with cheri berries, and the omelette had a rare candy crowning it. While the combination was exotic, to say the least, consisting of tart berries mingling with savory bread and cheese, and the sweetness of the candy hardly matching the egg by human sensibilities, it was hard not to appreciate the thought behind it.

Luka was pampering her, as the mother of his children, feeding her the kind of things he imagined he'd like in her situation, and that'd be sure to result in strong, healthy babies. He was more attentive than most human men would've been, at least if the stories Ann's friends had told her were anything to go by. A lot hornier too, given her hormone-ridden state, and always proudly presenting his knotted cock for her to ride. Not that she could ride much now, with how heavy she was getting with the growing eggs inside her. She appreciated the thought, though.

Not that she'd have any time to get fucked today, Ann figured, as she nibbled on a slice of berry-topped bread. It wasn't half bad, really. She'd heard of cranberries working well with bread, and this wasn't too different, even if the berries were much fruitier. The eggs were a little more difficult to get through with the melted candy, but at the same time, she didn't want to show it. She knew how precious rare candies were for Pokémon, and it might actually help her babies be healthy, at that.

Life with a Lucario as a sex partner was amazing. Life with one as your partner otherwise tended to get weird, like having the world's most attentive mate – one who could read at least part of your mind – who you still couldn't make heads or tails of sometimes. He still retained his cocky, self-sure attitude when it came to both sex and fighting, but nonetheless was perfectly eager to try to cook dinner for her. It just didn't usually turn out edible.

Ann finished her breakfast, swallowing down the last sticky, sweet piece of egg. If nothing else, it'd certainly keep her going. She wasn't sure what exactly rare candies were made out of, but they packed a pretty energizing punch regardless.

“Thanks," she smiled – and the smile became real the moment she could no longer taste her strange breakfast – and gave Luka a little kiss on the snout. After that, it was time for a bath, which she already found herself looking forward to. Every moment she stood up was murder on her back this far into her pregnancy. A near-scalding bath did wonders to limber up and relax her muscles so they'd be ready for a long day at the gym. With some lavender oil to help cover up that she was constantly horny, maybe. Or just a bath bomb. She opted for both.

Ahead today was the electric gym. For some reason, they had about twice the number of trainers challenging them as any of the others, which made booking for own match time a bit of a pain. She and Luka had both trained hard for it. Not that it should be too much of a challenge, as long as Luka remembered to not waste time with steel-type attacks.

Ann sighed with relief as the bathtub finished filling up, with a layer of soft white foam along the surface, and she sat down in it, feeling the heat of the water soak into her. Luka moved to helpfully massage her shoulders. For once, Ann opted to just let her thoughts drift freely. She'd already prepared as much as she was able to. Instead, she thought about the future.

She'd need to build a whole team, sooner or later. Lucario was an excellent choice, but he was still only one part of a full team. Her region of the world had two types of gyms; local and major. She was almost done with the local places, the ones with a flexible team size. After that, it'd be time for the big leagues. Any would-be star trainer had to have a full team as good at fighting as they were at posing for photographs. And at fucking, the devil on Ann's shoulder reminded her.

It was a bit of a tease, but then again, the others might get jealous of Luka if she didn't. Maybe she'd get a Gardevoir. Or something big like a Mudsdale. Under the foamy water, Ann's fingers found her clit again, as her daydreams and plans turned into something ever so slightly more heated. A finger over the hooded nub made her shiver, though she played it as Luka having found a sore spot along her shoulder blades, and leaned into his firm caresses with a groan.

She'd truly become a Pokéslut. Yet, it seemed every successful trainer was one, these days. It only made sense, though, given that the attraction between humans and Pókemon seemed entirely mutual, hindered only by the taboo nature of it. Thinking of it, Ann wondered how many partners she'd seen were actually a Ditto in disguise. Oh, she'd have to get one of those eventually, Ann thought, rubbing her suddenly hard clit with a def pair of fingers. While it'd never be as good as the real thing, It'd be an easy way to see what other species would be a good fit for her team.

That'd be really dumb, she reminded herself. You want good fighters. You already have a good lover.

Yet, dumb as it was, it made for great material to get herself off to. Soon, in her mind's eye, she was being mounted by a Mudsdale – how its massive cock fit inside her was left unexplained by those erotic fantasies – while she caressed a Charizard's draconic shaft with her lips and tongue. Or maybe a Serperior, coiling around her body as it thrust its rock-hard cock into her willing mouth. Maybe both, taking turns on her while the equine worked on breeding her with a foal or two. She flicked a finger over her clit, trying her hardest to not show anything to Luka, only wanting to quickly take the edge off before it was time for the gym.

At least the horniness that Pepper's fiery breath had suffused into her body was slowly fading away. Thank Arceus. Being pregnant is horny enough with a Houndoom influence. Really no wonder at all that Jessica is such a slut.

Oh, Jessica! Right! She'd momentarily forgotten in her half-awake state, but Jessica had stayed the night, wanting to come along to the gym to cheer for Ann when she went for the badge. Which meant that-

-without as much as knocking, Jessica walked into the bathroom to join Ann and Luka. “Hey, I had an idea, Ann!" she exclaimed, full of energy as always, while Ann froze, her hand growing still under the water. “We wouldn't want you start lactating during the battle, right? Well, Pepper looked a bit hungry, so we figured we'd… what, you're still in the bath? Oh, you Slowpoke!"

“You thought you'd what?" Ann asked. She'd been too absorbed in her erotic fantasies to really understand much of what Jessica had just told her.

“Not me, but Luka and Pepper should probably milk you dry," Jessica stated, matter-of-factly, though not without one of her trademark grins. “Just hurry it up, you're going to end up looking like a raisin if you stay in there for much longer."

She did have a point, as much as Ann would've preferred staying in the warm water for a little longer. Looking down, she could see milk slowly oozing from her enlarged nipples, dissolving into the bathwater.

“Luka, get me a towel, please?" she asked, pulling out the stopper to let the water drain out, and Luka immediately obliged. One of these days, though, Ann promised herself she'd just sit in the bath all day long, pregnant or not.

“Can't wait to see you lay those eggs," Jessica giggled as Ann got out of the tub, quickly drying herself off. “And ooh, maybe our pups can even play together."

“I guess it depends on if Riolus get along with Houndours. Isn't there some weakness thing going on there?" Ann asked. Luka looked at her with a curious stare.

“Well yeah, but it's mutual. My pups are weak to fighting, yours to fire. We'll just have to teach them to play nice," Jessica smiled, forgetting that Riolus in fact weren't weak to fire, being pure fighting types. Ann didn't feel it necessary to correct her – it was a cute thought – as she glanced at her phone. “How long does it take to get the gym anyway? Like half an hour? And you'll need some time to get dressed…"

She counted on it on her fingers for a brief moment. Jessica was smart, still, but she was constantly afflicted by the Houndoom-induced horniness, which Ann was familiar with by now, and it left her excruciatingly slow at things like math.

“…okay! If we get you milked right now, we should have time!" she finally exclaimed, triumphantly. “Pepper should've prepared a mattress for you."

“…how?" was all that Ann could muster. Pepper didn't have hands. But sure enough, when she followed Jessica, safely wrapped in a towel to keep herself warm and dry, they had taken out one of Ann's mother's spare mattresses and draped a sheet over it. Pepper was sitting next to it, looking proud, and licking his chops the moment he saw just how swollen with milk Ann was.

“Um. Okay. Pepper, can you avoid making me horny this time?" Ann asked. “I'm going to really struggle to focus on the battle otherwise."

Why exactly did she have to focus? Well, it was all politics and bureaucracy. Lucario was a perfectly capable fighter without her, but official gym rules dictated that a trainer had to decide on every move. It reminded her a little of rally, a vehicular sport in far-away lands, where the driver and passenger had strictly delineated roles despite no doubt being able to do either.

“Sure. Okay, Pepper, don't burn her tits," Jessica laughed. “Not too badly anyway."

The Houndoom nodded eagerly. By then, Ann had already laid down on the mattress, and proceeded to slowly tug the towel down enough to reveal her heavy breasts without letting the rest of her get cold. Everything felt so chilly after a long, hot bath, at least until the two male Pokémon eagerly latched onto her leaking nipples, hungry for breakfast of their own.

It was enough to make Ann squeal, a surge of pleasure shooting through her like she'd touched a live wire. Just being nursed on felt exciting enough, and these two doing it in deliberately erotic ways – twirling their broad canine tongues over her stiff nipples and bumpy, brown areolae – made it almost unbearable. Ann squirmed, back arching and toes splaying as the pleasure quickly gave way to that deep, feminine relief, the beautiful sensation of being drained. Her arms wrapped around both of the Pokémon's heads and tugged them in closer, cradling them against her, and soon they were suckling away eagerly at her bounty.

With how close they were, she did feel their firming lengths press against her thighs too. She didn't have time to take care of them, but for now, she was satisfied simply knowing that they were as turned on as she was. They massaged and squeezed her tender breasts, coaxing out more of her warm, sweet milk. And Ann was happy to provide, writhing beneath them in almost as much pleasure as getting fucked would bring. Certainly all the pleasure was converting inside her, just above her belly, until it was so overwhelming that her hips were bucking upwards, her increasingly wet pussy desperately seeking stimulation that wouldn't come. And at the same time, her nipples felt as if they were on fire with the twin tongues lashing over those stiff nubs, coaxing out every last drop of milk she had stored up.

Gradually, the feeling of pressure and weight in her chest began to ease, leaving behind it a kind of glowing, warm satisfaction similar to a very tense muscle finally relaxing after a long massage. It also left her neglected sex tingling and leaking with excitement. And that was before Ann felt a puff of heat against her breast that immediately surged through her, drawing a loud moan from her lips.

“I said don't make her horny! Bad dog! Any other time would've been fine!" Jessica scolded Pepper, and yanked him off Ann by his scruff. The damage was done, though; her friend was going to feel that horniness for at least a day, if not longer.

“F-fuck," Ann groaned. Her hand dove between her legs, only for Luka to move it aside and use his rougher, thicker fingers instead, helpfully pistoning into her suddenly sopping wet and clenching passage in a bid to give his trainer at least some relief before the big event.

Pepper whined, but Jessica held him with determination. “Nope, only good boys get to hump, remember?" she told the Houndoom, whose ears had folded in quiet submission. Despite his dominant attitude when mating, it seemed he still accepted Jessica as his superior – or at least, recognized that he needed her. “Besides, we don't have time for your silly knot anyway," she added.

Luka's fingers pushed deeper into his trainer's quivering passage, curling towards her front inside her. Quickly – as he'd all but mastered Ann's human body by now – he found that secret spot inside her, and when his trainer let out another gasping, shuddering breath, he began to pedal his digits against it. Slowly, at first, but when he saw Ann's eyes roll with pleasure, he sped up his motions, mercilessly pushing her towards a quick but intense orgasm.

“O-oh, fuck," Ann stuttered, her attention so focused on the pumping, slick friction inside her that she never even noticed her mother walking in as well. For once, she was nice enough to not say anything, at least not until Ann was past the point of no return, though she and Jessica did quickly glance at each other. Ann could only marvel at how much Pepper's fire heightened every sensation, and she could rather see why so many women chose Houndooms as their Pokémon. “I'm- going- to-“ she gasped, her chest heaving as her hips moved against the Lucario's paw, gyrating and thrusting feverishly.

Then, she came, with moaning joy, gushing her juices over Luka's paw as her cunt spasmed around his fingers, and the associated pleasure washing over every neuron in her mind. For a moment, she felt as if she was suspended in air, somehow held aloft by every quaking surge of pleasure as her climax wracked her body, leaving Ann unable to even draw breath so as to moan more.

“Well, that was pretty intense," her mother finally quipped. “Looks like you're going to need a shower, though," she giggled, nodding her head towards Luka, who only smiled his wolfish grin back.

“M-mom, what- what the f-“ Ann groaned, aftershocks of pleasure interrupting the words she attempted to form. “Why are you here?"

“I'm pretty sure the whole neighborhood would be here if our door wasn't locked. Yeah, that loud, dear," she laughed. “Don't worry though, they're all used to it. What do you think I do when you're training your team?"

If Ann had still been in the bath she'd probably have sunk under the surface for as long as her lungs allowed. Now, she had no choice except look back at her mother, and then looked down her body – her thighs soaked with her juices again, and Luka twice so – realizing that she'd really made a mess.

Pepper looked almost guilty. Almost, but not quite. His red, tapered cock was peeking out, perhaps half in regret that it wasn't going to be used, and half with excitement over what he'd just watched.

The unfortunate fact of the matter was that Ann only had minutes to wipe herself dry. So much for that bath. Stupid Houndooms. She'd be smelling of sex at the gym regardless, but maybe it'd at least help distract her opponent's Pokémon.

The gym was normally only a bike ride away. Unfortunately for Ann, she was in no shape to ride a bike. Luckily, Jessica had brought her car – an older pickup truck – and soon they were on their way, with Luka and Pepper happily sitting in the truck's bed.

The electric gym was run by a middle-aged man, who had a strong preference for horses. He didn't, as far as anyone knew, do any of the lewd stuff; he was merely an enthusiast, with two full teams; one of electric Pokémon for gym business, and a herd of equines as a hobby. Only one was in both teams; the Zebstrika that everyone worried about. Not because of it being particularly strong, but because getting shocked hurt, and electric types were infamous – at least his were – for accidentally shocking the audience too.

Today, there was no audience. The local gyms always did the badge qualifications in private. And thank Arceus for that, Ann thought. She barely had the energy to focus on her opponent, much less showing off for a crowd of people. At least soon it'd be time to lay the eggs, and then, oh, what sweet relief it'd be. At this point, Ann didn't even care if it hurt. Sure, being pregnant was a little cozy, but she was very tired of waddling around and not being able to do half the things she used to. Jessica insisted that that not only would it not hurt, but that it was downright orgasmic, which she didn't entirely believe, either. It was probably one of Jessica's specific kinks.

Either way, they arrived at the gym quickly, and were greeted by the owner, Bolt. He looked like a ranch hand, or maybe a cowboy. Somewhere in that vicinity, though rather than bullets, he wore a bandolier of batteries.

“Snacks for the Zebstrika," he explained, seeing Ann and Jessica's questioning glances. “He loves them as treats. Does damn near anything for a battery or two."

Well, who were they to question it? Neither Ann nor Jessica had ever owned an electric-type Pokémon. Either way, it was that Zebstrika that Luka would be up against.

“A Lucario?" he asked, observing the two. “Or is it the Houndoom we're testing?"

“No, no, it's the Lucario. His name's Luka, and she's the trainer," Jessica smiled, nodding at her friend.

Ann confirmed that it'd be her who was being tested. She couldn't help but notice Bolt's eyes glancing over her belly, though, which made her feel very self-conscious. Then again, he had no reason to suspect anything. It's not like he could see she was carrying eggs rather than a human baby.

“Alright. You need a chair? Shouldn't impact your Pokémon's performance any, I think… and you have the look of someone who'd really rather not be standing up," he offered, and before Ann could as much as reply, he was already walking over to fetch a folding chair. The kind that the judge might sit in, normally, for a bigger event. He placed it down in front of the little arena.

“Thanks," Ann groaned, and sat down. “Luka, you ready?" she asked, and the Lucario nodded. He was more than ready, thanks to all the training and motivation that the two had done. He bounced into the area.

“Just one moment, please," Bolt said, and moved over to flick a couple of switches. With a sound, almost a bang, the gym spotlights came on, illuminating the arena, while the rest went dark. “It's tradition," he explained. “Even if there's no audience. Helps the Pokémon concentrate on the fight instead of us. Besides, I have free electricity. Five Raichus, in fact. No, they're doing fine, other than this they just laze and play all day…"

He then got into position, pulling a Pokéball from his belt and holding it out. “Ready? Here we go!"

Luka dropped into a fighting stance, hyper-focused on the opponent's Pokéball as it sailed into the arena and then landed with a clack, shooting open to release the enemy Zebstrika. The equine gave a dramatic neigh, crackling with electricity. Though far taller and bigger than Luka, the Lucario didn't hesitate; on Ann's command, he sidestepped the Zebstrika and struck. Each motion was quick, deliberate, with a perfect economy of motion; his open palm impacted on the equine's striped haunch, releasing a deafening shockwave. The Zebstrika stumbled and snorted, but found his footing before falling over, moving with near equal smoothness into a counterattack.

Crackles of electricity surged along the Zebstrika's sharp-looking mane before a bolt leapt out, catching Luka straight in the chest. Though not strong enough to do any serious damage, it made all his muscles lock up in prolonged spasm. It wasn't the first time he'd been paralyzed in battle, but it was the first time that it felt oddly good. The electricity seemed to surge through his body, and his sheath especially, little tingles running along his shaft as it quickly slipped out of its protective sheath.

Whether or not that was an intentional part of the attack, Ann couldn't say, but it certainly looked like an effective distraction; Luka let out a groan from between his clenched teeth, and his cock kept growing and swelling to full hardness. Zebstrika, acknowledging what had happened only with a sly grin, took the moment to charge its next attack. The crackling of electricity along its body grew loud enough that the arena lights flickered, and both Ann and Jessica could feel a sensation like static on their clothes and hair.

“Luka! Use bulldoze!" Ann yelled, thankful that she'd prepared for the battle by teaching her Pokémon-turned-partner some moves specifically for this confrontation.

But then, just as those words left her lips, she suddenly felt a heavy cramp somewhere deep inside her body, like her stomach – no, her womb – was trying to turn itself inside out. She bit her lip and clenched her fist. No, dammit. Not right now. Just wait a little longer, eggs, she protested quietly, as sweat pearled on the forehead from the vain attempt to hold back the inevitable.

Unfortunately, it was to no avail. Just as Lucario stomped the ground, unleashing his ground-type attack, Ann groaned as she felt something heavy shift inside her. She'd never felt a sensation like that before, but there was no mistaking what it meant. She was going to lay those eggs right here, right now, regardless of what she wanted.

“Bolt, I'm… going to give birth, pause the fight," she hissed, and Bolt sprung to action immediately, calling his reeling Zebstrika back and rushing over to Ann, joined by Jessica on her other side.

“Quick, get a mattress or something," he called out.

For all the discomfort Ann initially felt, the only thing she could think about was that the gym owner was going to see her lay eggs, and so, learn her naughty little secret. Thankfully, with the lights still focused on the now empty arena, he at least couldn't see her blushing fiercely.

Luka returned dragging a pile of towels – all he'd managed to find in a hurry – and the two males lifted Ann onto them. Everything felt surreal, somehow. She was about to lay a clutch of Pokémon eggs in front of her partner, her friend, and a stranger who she'd just been battling. The Zebstrika, too, had calmed down a little. The earlier aggression of battle was gone as if it'd never happened. A sure sign of a well-trained Pokémon, Ann thought, though really, she was grasping for anything to distract herself from the overwhelming sensation of pressure forcing its way through her body and towards her pussy.

“Deep breaths, now," Jessica advised her. “It'll feel good soon."

“I don't know about feeling good, my wife didn't seem to think so," Bolt chuckled. “But yeah. Deep breaths. It'll be over soon."

Of course, laying eggs was a wholly different experience to giving birth in the traditional human sense. Each egg was smaller and firmer, and as Ann soon discovered, felt rather enjoyable stretching her wide once out of her womb. Jessica's hands were on her lower belly, trying to feel out her contractions. Just how many times had her friend done this already?

“Okay. Now push," she commanded, just as Ann felt the more familiar muscles deep in her pussy stretch around the egg. She didn't exactly know how to do it, but thankfully, her natural instincts did, applying just as much to an egg as they would a baby. That first push was when she suddenly found herself soaring with pleasure, a gasp escaping her lips.

“Oh, by the way, she's going to be laying eggs," Jessica noted. “It's a thing we did."

“Eggs, huh?" Bolt asked, and then chuckled, though he still kept an eye on Ann to make sure there were no complications. “Got a bit too intimate with your Pokémon?"

“A little, maybe. They're just too cute to resist," Jessica giggled. “Push!"

Luka had a look somewhere in the vicinity of bashful but also proud, one of his hands remaining on Ann's heaving chest even as he glanced at Jessica and Bolt, trying to sense what the man was thinking. He could sense no disapproval, but rather, curiosity. Maybe a hint of opportunism. It didn't matter, though. His attention quickly shifted to his partner slowly pushing out the very first of his eggs, the sight certainly filling him with a sense of pride. It took what felt like forever, and Ann kept groaning and moaning with each convulsion of her inner muscles, but eventually he could see a pearly-white, blue-splotched egg spread her lips wide.

It was exactly at that moment that Ann came for the first time during the laying process. Her body seized the moment the egg popped out of her, helped along by a gush of warm arousal, and onto the towels. It left her pussy gaping, and her audience with a perfect view of her clenching sex, her inner muscles squeezing around nothing but air for a moment, before the next egg slipped out of her womb and into her birthing passage.

“O-oh my… holy f-“ Ann wheezed, trying to catch her breath. “H-how the…"

“Mm. I guess they're right about Pokémon pregnancies having a weird effect on humans, eh?" Bolt laughed. “She sure seems to be enjoying it."

Embarrassing as it might've been – she was. Very much so. The next egg felt like it was burning hot with pleasure as she felt it being passed through her body. Like a hot coal, or an ember, pressing against what seemed to be every sensitive spot at once. She couldn't hold back any of her moans, and her fingers dug into the blankets in a white-knuckle grip at the sheer intensity of it.

“See? Told you you'd enjoy it," Jessica giggled, pressing down on Ann's belly as she tried to feel if anything was still left inside her. “Looks like Luka did a good job too. I think there's a third egg, at least. Maybe a fourth?"

Ann had, as anyone would in her position, lost count at “one". The next half an hour, maybe longer, was a blur of ecstasy, with her orgasming over and over around Luka's eggs, until every muscle in her body was aching in the most pleasant way. She managed to lay a total of four eggs, each one feeling better than the last, until she was screaming in ecstasy, the blankets sodden with her juices well before the last one finally popped out of her.

Jessica smiled, warmly, as Ann finally slumped down. “There you go. I think that's about all of them".

Luka curled up next to her, cradling their eggs between them. Bolt and Jessica – along with Pepper – gave them some privacy for that, retreating into the gym's break room.

“W-well, that was something, for sure," Ann finally spoke after a brief but silent eternity. She felt relieved, but also utterly exhausted, barely managing to move an arm to stroke along Luka's side. Every limb felt heavy as lead, and every muscle stiff from exertion. “You sure are a bit of a stud, aren't you?" she asked, as the two lay there, gazing into each other's eyes. Somehow, it felt so very natural despite their mismatched species, as if they'd reached some sort of apex bond between human and Pokémon, far beyond her just being his trainer. No, they were mates. Partners, even if not in the legal sense.

His lips met hers, and she accepted the kiss passionately, her nimble human tongue tangling with Luka's broad, canine one. If it wasn't for having been completely drained, Ann already knew she would've been turned on again. In fact, she was, despite it all, feeling those same tingles in her soaked groin once again. While it was almost alarming how insatiable she found herself these days, more and more often it seemed, there was at least the explanation of Pepper having “burned" her again.

This, though, wasn't the time or place for it. She still had a fight to finish, didn't she? Surely a surprise birth didn't count as a loss.

“Unfortunately, you didn't pass this time," Bolt informed her, when he and Jessica returned. “Well, not by the official rulebook anyway. But, you know, since you two seem to enjoy it… I have something in mind that'd demonstrate what a good trainer you are. Enough so that you'd get the badge anyway."

Ann couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and Luka guilty in turn. Not that either of them regretted it.

“When's the next time we could try?" she asked.

“Well, it'll be in a few months, there's a long queue of trainers-“ Bolt began to answer.

“Three months?" Ann exclaimed, with no small amount of surprise. “That's ridiculous!"

“-no, let me finish, hear me out on that other offer. I think you'd enjoy it," he interrupted her. “See, Zebstrika here has… been a little pent up, if you know what I mean? And while I wouldn't mind helping him, I'm just not into it the same way you two ladies seem to be. So, if you could give him some attention, I'll give you the badge anyway. Arceus knows you'd have beaten me anyway, Luka there sure seems like a good fighter. Bulldoze, really? Caught me off-guard, I'll say that much."

“Oh, you mean get him off? Well, he is a pretty handsome zebra, isn't he?" Jessica grinned from ear to ear. “Ann might need a little longer to recover, though. Hey, Ann, ever enjoyed an equine Pokémon? They're… pretty fun. And big."

Ann could scarcely believe how outrageous the offer was, but on the other hand, she was rapidly getting horny again. She quietly cursed Pepper under her breath, but thanks to that – and perhaps some urges of her own – she absolutely felt tempted to accept it. She'd played with two male Pokémon already. What would it matter if she enjoyed a third, or a fourth for that matter? Especially if the next one had a big, sexy cock. A flared one.

Still, she hesitated until he saw the Zebstrika approach, its fat shaft already pushing out of its sheath and dangling stiffly and heavily beneath him. It looked beautiful. Obscene, but beautiful, as if radiating with raw masculine sexuality. She glanced at Luka, who only replied with a grin. Clearly, he didn't mind. Other Pokémon were only rivals as long as the battle lasted.

“I think I'm ready enough, mhm," she finally spoke, and shakily forced herself back onto her legs. Her knees felt gelatinous and wobbly, but that'd be fine; she wouldn't spend much time standing up just yet.

“See, I knew you two would like him! He's a real horny beast, too. Always begging me to get him one of those dummy mares," Bolt laughed, watching with curiosity as the two women approached the star of his team.

The stallion seemed very pent up indeed. Clear precum was quickly starting to dribble from his flared tip at even the prospect of getting some attention. Ann knelt, and then once again thought about what she was doing for a moment. It was perverted, all right, but on the other hand, she really wanted to do it. To worship that amazing, equine shaft just the way it deserved. Just at that moment of hesitation, though, Jessica took her hand and guided it to that beautiful zebra cock, draping both their fingers over the slick, veiny surface of it. Ann shuddered at the sensation. It was almost rubbery, massive, and very much alive against her touch, twitching eagerly.

All that raw, beautiful masculine power and lust, just for her and Jessica. She wrapped her fingers around it, stroking the warm, firming flesh with more than just a hint of eagerness to her motions. The Zebstrika snorted with approval, his hindquarters twitching as he no doubt fought the urge to thrust his almost fully hard cock into something. Not that either Ann or Jessica could take it, at least not without serious preparation; the Pokémon's cock – once their ministrations had teased it to full hardness – was almost as thick as her forearm. Certainly as thick as her wrist, which made it all the more enjoyable to play with.

“Yep, he's definitely enjoying that. Come on, show him how humans do it," Bolt encouraged them. Not that the two trainers needed it, spellbound as they were, playing with the horse-like cock offered to them.

Jessica was the first to lean in and lick it. She slid her tongue all the way from the Zebstrika's enormous balls to the tip, and then around the flare, kissing the tip lovingly and scooping up a helping of his clear precum. She treated it as if it was some precious nectar, a sip of pure sex – and then, before Ann could react, she pressed her lips against her friend's, thrusting her tongue in Ann's mouth and covering her tongue in the shared taste.

Ann wanted to protest, but only briefly. The Zebstrika's precum tingled on her tongue with some leftover charge, and it tasted… it tasted like it made her pussy wet. With a little muffled groan, she squirmed, wanting to reach between her legs to rub herself to another orgasm, but at the same time, she didn't want to take her hands off the Zebstrika's cock.

“Mm. I don't know if he'd be this tasty without Pepper's influence…" Jessica huffed, when the kiss finally broke, and without missing a beat she moved back to stroking the equine cock in front of her.

Slowly, the two worshipped the Zebstrika while Luka and Pepper watched – at first, anyway. Then, the display began to have an effect on everyone involved, and how could it not? Two wanton Pokésluts enjoying their new favorite thing, one totally naked and the other with a short skirt that barely covered anything, especially the outline of her pussy, wet and swollen, covered only by the thinnest panties she'd been able to find. Pepper, of course, couldn't do much with her while she was kneeling beneath the Zebstrika, which left Luka free to take advantage of the situation.

Jessica never saw him approach, distracted as she was, before she felt a rough palm cup her soaked mound through her panties, drawing a moan from the nymphomaniac trainer as she instinctively spread her legs a little wider to give the Lucario better access to her dripping cunt. Luka peeled her panties aside, rubbing his fingers – with some pressure applied – along that slippery groove.

When Ann noticed, she could only smile. It seemed that watching her lay those eggs earlier had gotten Luka more than a little worked up. She didn't stop worshipping the thick cock, but did catch, from the corner of her eye, that Luka was hard as rock as well.

“Go on," she moaned, encouragingly. “She'll like it. Just slide under her. Put some Riolu eggs into her too."

Luka didn't need to be told twice. He dropped down, rolling onto his back underneath the Zebstrika, who didn't seem to mind the shared attention in the slightest. After all, he was certainly in heaven already, getting his cock stroked and licked by the two beautiful trainers. Luka managed to squirm his way between Jessica's legs, letting her sit on his body as she continued planting suckling little kisses along the side of Zebstrika's shaft. Jessica took that offer eagerly, happy to rest her legs – and even happier to receive the full length of Luka's canine cock inside her, sliding into her squeezing, horned-up pussy effortlessly as she sat down.

Then Ann felt something she hadn't been expecting. Though Pepper couldn't get any relief of his own like this, he could still participate. And so, suddenly his head was between Ann's legs, broad tongue lapping up her juices, immediately followed by a familiar warm surge of erotic flame as the Houndoom “burned" her pussy, ensuring that she'd remain horny for a good while again. Only this time, it was even more intense, and Ann found herself utterly consumed by lust once more. She moaned shamelessly, smushing her lips against the Zebstrika's leaking cock, the precum tasting even better, now, her world narrowed down to two glowing spots of pleasure; one, her quivering pussy getting eaten, and two, the overwhelming urge to take as much as she could of the equine breeding rod into her mouth as she could.

“N-nuh, b-bad dog," Jessica groaned, bouncing on Luka's cock. Even though it was a risky day, she didn't care, too taken in by the moment. Nor did her words have any effect on Pepper as the dog feasted on Ann's juices, tongue diving deep into her clutching passage.

“Well, gosh. You girls really are into this, aren't you?" Bolt chuckled, watching the show unfold in front of him. Even he had to admit the orgy turned him on, even if in his case his attention was entirely on the trainers debasing themselves with the Pokémon as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Things moved quickly from there.

When the Zebstrika came, there was that crackle of electricity again. Up this close, it was incredibly loud. Ann heard Bolt shout something – don't let him splatter you – but she was completely lost in the sexiness of the situation. Not to mention she was downright mesmerized by the massive equine tool in her hands. The way it swelled, and then jerked, the head flaring out against her fingers. She even saw the slit at the top expand with that first, dry throb, and knew that she was about to get coated with, oh, she'd seen stallions cum before, it'd be gallons of warm, sexy cum.

What she wasn't thinking about was exactly what Bolt tried to warn her about. Conductivity. She didn't react, but Pepper did, quickly bouncing back to avoid the sexual flood about to unfold. Jessica, too, recoiled just enough to miss the blast, though her fertile pussy would catch a blast of potent seed of its own.

The stallion neighed and snorted above Ann as her hands kept stroking his cock over the point of no return, and finally, with all of his equine muscles tensing at once, the first enormous rope of Zebstrika-seed erupted from his cock. It splattered Ann's front, soaking through her clothes and over her bare belly, over her quivering folds, and the moment the pearly white mess touched her clit, there was nothing but blinding ecstasy, so powerful that Ann couldn't think, couldn't move because of her body seizing up, electricity surging through her. It set every nerve-ending in her body alight, robbing her of all attempts at self-control.

Ann's mind blanked out entirely as the Zebstrika's cock kept bucking and twitching in her hands, straining heavily, jet after jet of charged, electrifying cum washing over her face, her heaving breasts, her stomach, her pussy, filling her mouth with errant spurts, showing her, in no uncertain terms, a glimpse of heaven, as long as his climax lasted. Her body was utterly bathed in the stallion's potent seed, and her spasming, cumming sex quaked and quivered in vain, trying to somehow suck it inside her as it dribbled over her lips.

Next to her, she heard Jessica moan as Luka throbbed inside her and seeded her heavily, the two managing to only have a few sticky droplets of charged cum land on their bodies but nonetheless writhing, thrusting, and bucking in the throes of their orgasms as the opportunistic Lucario pumped as much of his seed inside her as she could, hopefully to see both of the trainers grow heavy with his eggs. Jessica, of course, fully agreed – or at least, her milking, sucking pussy did, thirstily swallowing up every drop of the bounty.

It was too intense for Ann. The surprising stimulation of the electricity, the sounds of her best friend being bred by her Pokémon and partner, combined with Pepper's fire from earlier leaving her hypersensitive. Faintly, Ann realized that she was losing consciousness. Sparks danced across her vision just as the Zebstrika's current danced over her body. For a brief moment, she felt like she was floating outside her body, watching the very carnal, very erotic show of herself being completely coated in hot, musky cum beneath the striped Pokémon, her own juices pooling on the floor beneath her with each gushing clench of her muscles. And then, there was only comforting, warm, blissful darkness. For once, it was the trainer who fainted rather than the Pokémon. Not that the Zebtrika wasn't close, having his first orgasm induced by someone else in years.

When Ann came to, it was to a surprisingly intimate situation. She was leaning against the Zebstrika, with Luka snuggled up to her. They'd thankfully taken a moment to wipe most of the cum off her, though the musky scent remained, clinging to her skin where it'd stay until she had a bath later on. Next to her were a total of four eggs, the ones she'd laid earlier.

“Oh, she's waking up, I think," she heard a voice, and it took her nearly shattered mind a few long seconds to recognize it as Jessica's.

“Yeah… it's not like it's harmful. Just very overwhelming," a male voice responded. This time, it took Ann what felt like minutes to recognize. “Hey, I tried to warn you. On the other hand, I can't imagine you ever cumming harder than you just did."

Bolt. Ann's memories slowly returned to her, trickling viscously from her subconscious and into her conscious mind. “A-and the badge?" she asked.

“Ah, yes. Well, take a guess if you earned it or not," Bolt laughed. It was a deep, hearty laugh, and behind her, the Zebstrika whinnied as if voicing his concurring opinion, and Ann couldn't help but laugh along, though she ended up coughing instead with how exhausted she was.

“Yep, sure did. I don't remember my boy there enjoying even a mare quite that much. He's just about as exhausted as you, I'd say," he smiled. “Guess he only has so much charge built up, eh?"

Zebstrika nickered, and Bolt reached into his bag to dig out a shiny badge. Electroplated with gold, as was only appropriate, and adorned by an engraved, stylized lightning bolt. He handed it to Ann, though not without some more words.

“Really, if you want to come up here to take care of him more often, I'm sure he wouldn't mind that. Luka there could spar with my other Pokémon in the meantime, if he doesn't mind either," he offered. It was the kind of suggestion that she'd certainly consider, later, especially now that Bolt knew – and clearly didn't disapprove – of her particular inclinations. “Besides, I have to admit. It was pretty hot to watch you two go at it."

More than anything, though, she felt happy, even with her body aching. She was fulfilled in a way few women would ever be, surrounded by her friends and lovers. Even Pepper took a moment to lick her face approvingly. In that pleasant, soft state of relaxation, she thought about the future. There were only a couple of local gyms left. Then, she'd have to build a team.

Would any of that work with her strange approach to motivating her Pokémon? Would Luka really be alright with sharing her on a more regular basis, rather than with one-off encounters like today had been? Maybe she'd ask Star for advice, if she could get a hold of her, celebrity as she was.

Then, there was the issue of the Riolus, who'd hatch sooner or later. Ann frankly had no idea of how long it'd take. At least they wouldn't have to nurse, and once her body recognized that, she'd probably finally stop lactating. Not that she'd mind Luka and Pepper draining her a few more times before then. All in all, she felt more than ready to take on the next stage of being a trainer. Well, after a good night's sleep anyway.