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It was a year ago that my uncle had come to visit us with the mysterious egg. He had found it abandoned in a cave during his travels abroad and had taken it with him. I spent weeks caring for it, wondering when it would hatch and what it would be.

Then one day, as I sat reading a book, the egg started to move. It wobbled about, and then *CRACK*! The first thing to emerge from the egg was a tiny set of black jaws, followed by the tiny yellow pokemon whose head they were attached to. Once free, it looked up at me with two big bright eyes and cried out "Maw!" It was a mawile!

I was overjoyed when my uncle told me I could keep her when he left to travel again. We were inseparable from that moment on. At first, my little sister was furious; she wanted a pokemon too! But before long, she got over her jealousy and was happy just to have a new playmate. My friends were equally fascinated with her; few of them had pokemon of their own, and none of them had ever seen a mawile before. We all spent hours playing together, and soon it felt like she'd always been one of us.

It was a warm summer day, much like the day on which Mawile had been born. All of my friends were busy with chores and my family had gone out to do some errands, so I was spending the day watching TV on the sofa. Mawile was curled up on my lap, dozing. I was only half interested in what was on - it was some pokemon related show, as they all seemed to be, and soon my attention drifted. Looking down, I began to study my mawile while she napped.

She was small - about two feet tall, average for her species. Her large black maw extended out from her head and was almost as tall as she was. When she slept, she would wrap it around the outside of her body, like a cat with its tail. I always wondered about it; how did she keep her balance with that thing hanging off of the top of her head? Reaching down with my left hand, I stroked it gently. It looked like flesh, yet it always felt hard as steel.

She stirred at my touch, and the 'lips' of her maw broke into a slight, toothy grin. I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. I sat there for a while, her resting peacefully and me caressing her maw and gazing at her.

Finally I turned my attention from her maw to her tiny yellow body. Although male and female mawiles looked alike (I had seen pictures of males in books) I had always thought that my mawile looked very feminine. She wore no clothes, of course, but the lower half of her body made her appear as if she were wearing a little yellow skirt. For the briefest moment, I imagined taking a peek underneath.

I felt my face flush at the thrill of the forbidden thought. I hadn't been able to admit it to myself, but I had recently begun to entertain sexual fantasies about Mawile. It had come about unexpectedly. Mawile would always sleep on my bed with me at night. A month ago I had awoken in the middle of the night to feel her warm little body pressed firmly against my crotch. It was innocent, of course, but my body quickly responded with an erection. I lay there, frozen with embarrassment, afraid that she would wake up. She did not; in fact, she made it worse when she shifted in her sleep, rubbing her behind up against my cock through the sheets. Quietly, I extricated myself from the bed and locked myself in the bathroom. Almost against my will, I masturbated and brought myself to a massive orgasm while thinking about Mawile.

Since then, I fantasized about her often. Knowing that pokephilia was a huge taboo, I always felt guilty afterwards and vowed to suppress my desires, but time and again it would happen when my thoughts began to wander. Even now I had begun to think back to that night when she had rubbed up against me in her sleep.

A cheerful, high-pitched "Maw!" suddenly snapped me back to the present. Little Mawile had woken up and was stretching playfully in my lap, yawning cutely with both mouths. I began to smile at her, but my face suddenly frozen in horror as I realized that while had been daydreaming, my right hand had begun to creep up her 'skirt' almost of its own accord. I should have pulled my hand back that instant and Mawile would probably never have known, but I didn't. I was caught like a deer in headlights. At first she didn't notice, but as she sat up in my lap, my hand rode further up her leg and under her 'skirt'. In my panic, all I could think of at that moment was how soft and warm it felt.

Mawile looked down at where my hand disappeared underneath her, looking somewhat bewildered. Then she looked up at my beet-red face. I closed my eyes and braced for the powerful jaws I was sure were about to clamp around my neck. Instead, I heard her giggle. Slowly, cautiously, I opened my eyes. The little pokemon beamed back at me with big eyes and a smile on her little face. "Maw!" she chirped again. Still sweating bullets, I hoped beyond hope that she was giving me a sign of encouragement.

Summoning all the strength I had to stop myself from shaking, I slowly began to explore her nether regions. Running my hand up her short, stubby leg, I felt the tip of my fingers brush up against what must have been her pussy. Mawile shuddered at the touch and threw her arms around me, burying her head in my chest. My heart melted at the sign of affection and I resumed stroking her steely maw with my free hand. Meanwhile, I began to run my finger up and down her little slit. I could tell she was aroused, as her pussy quickly grew wetter and wetter from my touch.

After getting her worked up with my rubbing, I grew bolder and tried to push a finger inside of her. She was as tight as I expected but by now she was well lubricated and my finger slid in slowly. As she felt me probe the insides of her pussy, Mawile gripped my shirt tightly in her little fists and I could feel her hot breath as the little pokemon panted into my chest. It took a while but eventually I had my entire finger inserted into her. The heat was incredible and I groaned at the thought of what it would feel like if it were my cock inside of her.

Still gripping my shirt tightly, Mawile looked up at me with pleading eyes and gasped "Maw!" I bent my head down and kissed her forehead as I pulled my finger out of her and then pushed it back in. Slowly at first, then faster and faster, I pumped my finger into Mawile rhythmically, enjoying the dreamy look in her eyes and her squeaks of pleasure each time I pushed it back in. My hand became soaked in her juices and the room was filled with the soft wet noise my fingers made while hammering in and out of her. Mawile's mouth hung open as she panted and gasped, and her large black maw followed suit. The unwieldy appendage draped itself across my arm and a very large tongue snaked its way out and began to lap at the back of my hand as I worked.

Suddenly Mawile tensed, gripped my shirt even tighter, and thrust her head back into my chest as her whole body began to shudder in orgasm. I felt the muscles inside her pussy begin to spasm violently around my finger, but I didn't let up my thrusting. The moment seemed to last forever. My head was spinning as I listened to her strained gasping over the wet sucking noises emanating from my fingering, as I felt the large tongue from her maw run across the back of my hand affectionately, her tiny body shaking in ecstasy against mine and her inner muscles squeezing and milking my finger.

Finally her orgasm relented, and she sagged against me. My finger, completely buried in her pussy, made a wet slurping noise as I withdrew it completely, causing Mawile to give one last shudder. My entire hand was soaked in her juices and saliva, and most of my pant leg had been soaked as well - I was amazed at how much she had produced! Curious, I brought my finger up to my mouth and sucked on it; her juice had a thick, lusty taste and I wantonly licked more of it off my hand. Meanwhile, Mawile had begun to recover and was looking up at me with her head cocked to one side as I cleaned off her mess. Then she sat down on my lap with her little legs spread and pulled the flap of her `skirt' up, revealing her pussy to me for the first time. It looked much like a human's did as far as I could tell (I had never actually seen a girl naked except in magazines.) Then she stuck a finger inside herself, withdrew it shining with her fluids, and stuck it in her mouth. I laughed at her mimicry, which made her happily chirp "Maw!" in response. Apparently having found her own taste to be pleasing, the little pokemon stood up on my lap and leaned up to surprise me with a kiss me on the lips. She was a fast learner!

It should go without saying that throughout this whole encounter, my cock had been rock hard. So focused had we been on other matters, however, neither of us had even noticed the tent pole that had formed underneath her. Her own needs sated, Mawile now looked down at the object pushing up against my pants. Seeing her curiosity again, I lifted her up and off of me, setting her down on the floor in front of the sofa. Due to her small stature, she was now at the perfect height to observe with unmasked awe as I unzipped my pants and withdrew my erection. After what we had just shared I was hoping she would want to return the favor, but I was unwilling to coerce her into doing something she was uncomfortable with, so once it was out I simply sat back and let her do what she wanted.

Carefully, almost as if she was afraid it would bite her, Mawile reached out and touched my cock. Once she was satisfied that it was harmless, she eagerly grasped it with both of her hands. At first she just sat there, not entirely sure what to do. Taking some initiative, I put my hands over hers and began to move them up and down my shaft slowly. Once she got the idea, I let go and allowed her to stroke me on her own. The look of concentration on her face was comical, and I would have laughed out loud if I wasn't so lost in the forbidden pleasure of being given a handjob by Mawile. As her confidence grew, so did her speed, and soon the pokemon jerked my cock with as much eagerness as I had shown her pussy earlier.

Suddenly she stopped and I looked down at her to see what the matter was. Pre-cum had begun to leak from the head of my penis, and Mawile was studying it intently. Reaching down, I smeared a dollop of it onto my finger and then offered it to her. Eagerly, she took it into her mouth, and I groaned as I felt her little tongue working along my coated finger. After she had licked it all off, the pokemon pushed my hand back and leaned her head in closer to my cock. When she was close enough that I could feel her warm breath on my shaft, she hesitated and looked up at me questioningly. I nodded, and couldn't help but utter the word "Please."

That was all the coaxing she needed. The next thing I knew I felt her warm mouth close around the head of my penis. Her tongue worked around my head greedily, soaking up all of my pre-cum. I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed her down gently, trying to give her the idea of what I wanted her to do. Her eyes widened at first, but the moan I let out involuntarily at the feeling of my cock sinking further into her mouth was all the convincing she needed. Soon she was bobbing her head up and down on my shaft all on her own, although she could only get about halfway down my shaft before I felt the back of her throat. What she couldn't fit into her mouth, she jerked with both of her hands. Her tongue snaked around my cock as she sucked me. The feeling was indescribable. All I could do was lie back and moan as little Mawile gave me her first blowjob (a first for both of us, really.)

It wasn't long before I felt my own orgasm nearing. Through my lusty haze, I realized that I had to warn Mawile of what was about to happen. But what could I do? I could pull her off of me before it was too late, but her wet, steamy mouth just felt too good. "Mawile," I gasped. "I'm. I'm gonna cum!" The excited little pokemon glanced up at me as I spoke, but my exclamation only seemed to egg her on and she increased her speed, completely oblivious to what was about to happen. I could take no more. I cried out "Oh, Mawile!" as the first jet of cum spurted into Mawile's mouth. Shocked, her eyes went wide she tried to withdraw, but I instinctively held her head in place - I was too far gone to think rationally at this point. Spurt after spurt of hot cum filled her mouth as I experienced the most intense orgasm of my life. To her credit, she tried her best to keep it all in, but there was too much and soon cum began to leak from the sides of her mouth.

Finally I was drained. Sheepishly, I let go of Mawile and the pokemon pulled back from my deflating cock. By now she had overcome her surprise, and instead of spitting my massive load out, she tried to swallow as much as she could, then wiped off her cheeks and licked that up too. Now it was my turn to slump back in exhaustion. I looked down, feeling guilty for what I had done. "I'm sorry, Mawile, I," but I trailed off as I saw her smile. Climbing back up into my lap, she cooed "Mawile!" before curling up with her maw around her again. We were both completely satisfied.