FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

In the small coastal town of Shalour City, dawn dotted the sky in pretty hues of dark purples and blues. Cliffs arched over the beaches below, dimly lit by street lights across meandering roads. Oak and Hawthorn trees sprouted across multiple inclines of surrounding mountains, obscuring the red and purple rooftops of the buildings in the town. They nestled snugly into the rugged landscape as if being part of it. The air, thick with the scent of salt and dew, blew lightly, and the distant crash of waves echoed up from the rocky shore below.

Around this time, most people had gone to bed. One man however, still had all of the lights in his home on. Aimé, a young professor around the age of twenty-two, owned a small lab in Shalour City, where he spent most of his time studying the intricacies of Pokémon's relationships and communication with each other. A big desk with different vials sprawled out in front of him. His swivel chair creaked and sweat rolled down his chin. _''Okay. Now for the final touch,'' _he thought.

With practiced precision, Aimé lowered his dropper over the vial he had been working on. holding his breath, a single, glistening drop fell into the cyan liquid. The mixture sizzled and hissed, sending up a tendril of smoke that twisted through the air. Slowly, the color began to shift, bleeding from blue to deep magenta, until it settled into a rich, mesmerizing shade. A small smile tugged at his lips as he watched. “Perfect," he murmured, his fingers tingling with excitement.

Aimé shook the contents of the vial experimentally. His tired eyes threatened to droop. _''This should be able to reproduce what I need. Hopefully, I can test this tomorrow!'' _A big yawn escaped the professor. Glancing at his watch, he saw that it was already past eleven in the evening. He stretched his aching muscles, desperately in need for some sleep. Aimé placed the vial amongst the others and labeled it accordingly. _''Okay, Aimé, that's enough for today. time for bed,'' _he thought to himself.

He pushed his swivel chair backwards and stood up. Almost drunkenly, he made his way from his study to the landing. To the right, the door to his library stood slightly ajar and it made Aimé pause. _''Is that ghost-type Pokémon back?'' _he wondered. Ever since a few weeks when he entered his library, dozens of books would be floating around. The first time it stunned him and made him gasp audibly, only for whichever Pokémon to be responsible to flee.

All of the books would drop out of the sky immediately after, leaving him to have to sort them all again. A smile crept on Aimé's features. Having to clean up after this particular Pokémon felt mildly annoying to Aimé, but it didn't beat the fact how curious this Pokémon had to be to come back so many times to read his books and studies. Aimé found it oddly charming. Leisurely, he opened the door to his library and just like before, dozens of books floated about.

Aimé didn't bother trying to catch a glimpse of the Pokémon responsible. It appeared to be very quick, witty and also skittish. Before he could look around, the books stopped floating and dropped out of the sky again. Just as always, he could not detect any Pokémon, letting him to believe a ghost-type Pokémon simply phased through his walls into his home and then phased out again.

_''This time, though, I will see just what kind of Pokémon you are,'' _Aimé thought triumphantly. He walked to a small desk in the middle of his library, which had all kinds of trinkets on it, including a hidden camera that activated with any kind of movement. _''There's no way I don't have some kind of footage of you now.'' _Aimé took the camera, plugged it into his laptop on his desk and selected the footage inside the folder on the camera's drive.

At first, it just showed some of the books starting to levitate and float around and nothing else. Then, at the upper right corner of his screen, a tail appeared. The content smile on Aimé's face slowly disappeared as more of the Pokémon came into view. His eyes widened like saucers and his pupils dilated into pinpricks.

_''There's no fucking way,'' _his mind screamed at him. He watched in stunned silence how the Mew on his screen floated in the air, curiously opening books and reading the contents. _''I have a Mew haunting my home? A fucking mythical Pokémon that's so rare that only a few sightings in a dozen years appear all over the globe!'' _Aimé rubbed his temples. _''Well, at least she doesn't seem to have malicious intent,'' _he reassured himself.

He continued to watch how the Mew opened multiple books with a curious gaze. Her azure-blue eyes flew over the pages, until the creaking of the door alerted her. With a simple '_pop' _she disappeared into thin air, cancelling her psychic hold on the books, which all scattered to the floor.

_''That also explains why I can never spot her. Her teleportation is near-instant,'' _Aimé mused, rubbing his stubble. He leaned back on his swivel chair and hummed. _''It's not like she's a nuisance. If she wants to read my books, then that's fine. But it might be nice if she puts the books back where they belong… Wait! Duh! She can read, doofus!'' _

He grabbed a nearby pen and a note from his note block and started to write. _''Hang on a second…'' _Aimé stopped, threw away the paper in his bin and walked out of his library downstairs. After a while, he came back with a bowl full of different berries. _''Best to offer her something now that she'll be aware I know of her existence.'' _

Aimé grabbed a new note and started to write. _''Hi there, Mew. I have noticed your curiosity for my books. Feel free to browse through any of them that catches your eye. I'd just appreciate if you put them back where you found them. I also gotten an arrangement of different berries for you to enjoy. Consider them a gift.'' _Aimé stopped scribbling the note, paused for a moment, then added: _''From Aimé, the professor.'' _

He put the note on top of the berries in the middle of his desk, nodded in satisfaction and turned off the lights to go to bed. _''What a day. I hope my experiments will bear some fruitful results. Maybe tomorrow I can—'' _Aimé went through the notions of undressing and getting underneath his covers automatically, his mind whirling a mile a minute. It always took a bit to settle and find sleep for the young professor.

However, this night, no matter how tired he was, sleep just wouldn't come. Aimé grumbled, turned around for the umpteenth time and closed his eyes in frustration. _''This is just obnoxious.'' _His eyes flew open again and he groaned. Aimé looked at his clock and read the time. _''It's just 2:04. You can sleep for another four hours, just…'' _a dull thud coming from his library jolted him upright. _''That must have been Mew. Should I check?'' _

Before he even fully realized it, Aimé already had gotten up out of bed. He hummed. ''Curiosity killed the cat.'' _He put on his loafers and his morning robe before making his way to his library. Turning on the light, he noticed nothing out of the ordinary. _''All of the books are still in their place. The berries are still left uneaten… wait! Are some missing?''

He approached his desk to see the two Sitrus Berries he had placed in the bowl had disappeared. _''Huh, she must like sour then.'' _Aimé idly grabbed the note he had written, only to look at it more closely. Surprised realization slowly appeared on his tired features.

''Hi Aimé, I have placed the books back where they belong. Thanks for the berries. Sitrus are my favorite! I'll be sure to keep your library nice and tidy whenever I visit. Sorry if I caused you any stress whenever you came to check why a bunch of your books were floating around. I'm very shy. ~Aurélie.''

Aimé's heart skipped a beat. He reread the simple note again and again, looking at the intricate cursive on the paper almost owlishly. _''She's completely literate. Does that mean she can talk too?'' _He couldn't help his curiosity and started to write Aurélie a note back.

''Reminder that I also should go to the greengrocer later today for more Sitrus Berries.''

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The following weeks almost seemed like a blur. Aimé kept up his experiments with all the passion in the world. Meanwhile, his written interactions with Aurélie had become routine to the young professor. She didn't have the confidence to show herself yet, but her messages became more detailed and casual. As Aimé wrapped up his work for today, he made his way back over to his library.

Opening the door, he immediately noticed something was off. _''It's really quiet in here. Way more quiet than usual.'' _He went to his desk and saw to his surprise the Sitrus Berries he had left for Aurélie completely uneaten. _''That's… huh.'' _He scratched his head. _''Maybe she got busy with other stuff?'' _A pang of sadness filled Aimé's body, but he shrugged it off as nothing and went to bed, hoping Aurélie would be back tomorrow.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. As sudden as she had appeared and started 'haunting' his library, as sudden she seemed to have disappeared as well. Aimé continued to leave her written notes, hoping that she'd read them.

A week passed. Then two. Then three.

At this point, Aimé started to lose hope and tried to get her out of his mind. _''She probably has moved on. So should you, then.'' _Just like most nights, Aimé had buried himself in his studies. _''Maybe she's back now? Aimé! Stop thinking about her, focus on your—'' _he accidentally knocked over a vial with chemicals and cursed loudly.

_''Son of a bitch!'' _He hissed and stood up on reflex as the chemicals dripped all over his desk. ''What a fucking mess! You dumbass!'' he yelled to himself. His tiredness bubbled over into frustration. ''I am fucking done for today. Fuck this shit.'' He sighed loudly and reached for some paper towels to clean up the mess he had made.

''Would you… would you like a helping hand?'' a very sweet, timid voice spoke up.

Aimé nearly jumped out of his skin and turned around. ''Mother—!'' his curse died mid-sentence when a very adorable, pink cat Pokémon floated right in front of him. ''There's—Aurélie!?'' he gawked, not able to believe his eyes.

She flashed him a timid smile. ''Hi… uhm… Aimé.'' She waved her paw awkwardly. ''I'm sorry if I startled you… and for disappearing for nearly a month. I… wanted—'' she paused and cutely twiddled with her tail end. ''I—I wanted to meet you, but… uhm… I got scared and—and I didn't really know how to approach you…''

Aimé had to rub his tired eyes to make sure he really did see Aurélie floating in front of him. From this distance, he could clearly make out the soft fluff of her coat, as well as the deep shades of blue in her irises. ''I—no, it's quite all right, Aurélie. You just caught me off guard,'' Aimé responded, trying to control his rising heartbeat and shooting her a smile.

''Okay! I'm glad! Uhm… do you…?'' she pointed with her tail to the chemicals dripping down from Aimé's desk.

''Oh shit! Yes, please!'' Aimé grabbed some paper towels, but then halted. All of the chemicals dripping from his desk took on a magenta hue and with a simple flick with her tail, Aurélie psychically put all of it back into the vial Aimé had knocked over. ''Wow,'' he muttered.

Aurélie's cheeks turned a pretty pink at his clear amazement and she hid her face in her paws. ''It's… uhm… it's nothing. I use my psychic all the time. Nothing t-to be impressed about,'' she stuttered. ''Any—anyhow. I am so glad to finally meet you, Aimé.''

''The feeling is entirely mutual, Aurélie! You—uhm, just caught me at an awkward moment.'' Aimé chuckled and then sat down in his swivel chair. ''Thank you for cleaning up the mess, by the way. I've been working on multiple experiments these past months, but nothing has come to fruition so far. I don't understand what I'm doing wrong.''

Aurélie tentatively floated over, let her eyes glow for a few seconds, before they returned back to normal again. ''Uhm… Aimé? I don't… I don't want to be a smart mouth, but you're forgetting a crucial step in the chemical reaction.''

''I what now?'' the young professor said. He looked from his vials to Aurélie back to his vials again. ''How do you—?''

''I'm the DNA-Pokémon? One of my… uhm… quirks, is that I can see if any kind of chemical reaction… well… reacts… and if it doesn't, what still needs to be added,'' Aurélie explained shyly. Her tail end found its way back into her paws again when Aimé gawked at her.

''Aurélie, that's incredible! You could help me advance my research so much!'' Aimé paused when he saw her shy away and then chuckled. ''That is, if you want to help me, of course. What do you say, Aurélie?''

''I—I don't know. B-being your assistant?'' Aurélie's paws twiddled with her tail again. ''I… yes, I would really like that, Aimé.'' She managed to look him into the eyes and gave him a shy smile.

''Then it's settled! Thank you very much, Aurélie.'' Aimé held out his hand and with a cute pause in her movement, Aurélie grabbed it with both of her tiny paws and shook it. ''That reminds me. I need to buy more Sitrus Berries for you. I'm all out of stock.''

''T-that's really sweet of you, Aimé. Thank you.'' Aurélie floated over to his desk and levitated some vials to her side. ''Now… uhm, if you want these chemicals to interact better you need a bit more—'' Aurélie rambled on, but Aimé could only see the cute Mew he so desperately wanted to see again floating right in front of him.

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Months passed since Aurélie became Aimé's unofficial assistant. Living with a Mew started to be the standard for the professor to the point it became normal. Aurélie's shy behavior slowly melted away as well. It wasn't uncommon for her to stay the nights with Aimé and often sticked to him like glue.

''Aurélie? I am going out for some groceries. Would you be a dear and watch the lab while I'm gone?'' Aimé called out. He grabbed his winter coat and put on his gloves.

''Sure, Aimé! No problem! Will you be back soon?'' she hollered back, her voice cracking cutely.

''Yeah! Should only be around half an hour. Would you like anything while I'm out?'' Aimé asked, putting on a scarf for extra measure. Looking outside, he saw that snowflakes fluttered down, adorning the sky in a sea of fluffy white. _''It's most likely going to be pretty cold.'' _He reasoned.

''Are there still Sitrus Berries in the fridge?'' Aurélie asked, eliciting a smile on Aimé's face.

''I believe so, but don't quote me on that. I shall get you some just in case, okay?''

''Okay! See you soon, Aimé!''

Satisfied, Aimé closed the door and went out into the snowy afternoon. The winds chilled him, yet the layer of snow covering the ground evoked a tranquility in him he hadn't experienced in quite some time. _''It's always such a gorgeous sight,'' _he thought to himself.

His feet left prints in the snow and the light crunching sound he heard every time he took a step made him reminisce about simpler times. _''To be a kid again and not have to worry about anything…'' _he let out a content smile and resumed his way to the grocery store.

_''Aurélie has been such a massive help in reducing my stress levels, though. I should buy her something nice to show her my gratitude.'' _With his mind made up, he stepped into the local grocery store and went to the fruit and vegetable section. _''Let's see… Sitrus berries… Sitrus berries… ah!'' _he grabbed a handful of them and added them to his basket.

_''Great, what else do I need…'' _Aimé hummed to himself, looking at the special offers the grocery store had today. _''Oh! A carton of eggs for half to price! Maybe I should bake Aurélie a cake with Sitrus Berries in it.'' _He idly grabbed some milk and flour as well. _''I should have the other ingredient at my lab.'' _

Checking his grocery list for the other stuff he needed, Aimé proceeded to the check-out counter with a dumb smile on his face. _''She's going to be so happy when I show her the cake! Worth the reaction!'' _Aimé paid, left the store and went back into the chilly afternoon. Snow kept gently fluttering from the clouds above, leaving cold kisses on his face. Aimé hurried up and reached his lab not too long after.

''Aurélie, I am back,''_ _he said, taking off his scarf, gloves and coat. ''Are you still up in the study?''

''I am, Aimé. Why don't you come back up here and greet me?'' she replied in a tone of voice that he couldn't quite identify. Confusion took over his features. He raised a brow and hummed.

''I will in a minute, I need to put away these—'' he paused when his grocery bag got enveloped into a magenta hue and floated away into his kitchen. ''—groceries. Is everything all right, Aurélie?''

''Yes, more than all right. But even better when you come here, Aimé,'' she replied. Her voice kept getting smoother and it made Aimé's heartbeat quicken.

''All right! I'm coming!'' he hollered back, not knowing what to expect quite yet. He went up the stairs and opened his study to greet Aurélie. ''Hi Aurélie, what has gotten—'' His sentence died away completely when he stared at the Mew, mouth agape.

There in the middle of the room floated Aurélie, legs spread wide, her small fuzzy body breathing erratically. One of her paws had found its way on the soft, tender flesh of her vulva, which she idly played with while moaning cutely in Aimé's general direction. ''Hi, Aimé, welcome home. I hope you don't mind me being a horny girl for you.'' _ _

Like being Glared by an Ekans, Aimé's body tensed up in complete paralysis. He let out a breathless gasp and stared incredulously at the rather hot sight in front of him. He tried to find his voice, but the words didn't come, leaving him like a Feebas out of the water.

''What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?'' Aurélie grinned at the stunned professor. She spread her right outer lip wider with her paws, showing off the glossy pink depths inside. ''Come now, Aimé, don't tell me you've never seen a pussy before!'' she chided playfully. Her tail swayed behind her in a sensual rhythm and her quivering inner walls wept her love juices freely, staining her fluffy crotch fur.

''Aurélie, what…?'' Aimé stuttered. Heat rushed to his cheeks like a Mothim to a flame. The flustered professor tried to turn his head away, but his eyes kept being drawn to the alluring sight of Aurélie's velvet pink flesh being displayed so shamelessly. ''I… you…?'' he fumbled, making Aurélie giggle cutely.

''Didn't expect me to be so straightforward, Aimé?'' Aurélie teased, floating closer to his face until the heat of her arousal wafted against his nose and cheeks. ''Well, I believe it's because one of those vials of yours. I don't know what was inside of it but it said 'Sitrus Berry flavored' on the label,'' Aurélie moaned, swaying her thick hips and practically hypnotizing the professor with her movements.

Aimé's eyes turned into pinpricks when his entire line of sight filled with nothing but Aurélie's carnal desires. Rows of cute pink folds quivered before him, stretching deeper into Aurélie's vaginal opening all the way to her cervix. Her feminine arousal clogged his nose like a thick fog. Sweet and so musky that an audible gasp escaped his throat and his cock twitched in his pants.

''Aurélie, you… you drank one of my heat-inducing potions,'' Aimé mumbled, unable to look away even if he wanted to. ''I have an antidote in one of the cabinets if you just—'' The next words completely died away in his mouth when Aurélie simply pressed her hips forwards, smushing her spread pussy straight against his lips.

A guttural moan escaped Aurélie's muzzle. She closed her eyes and her tiny paws found the back of Aimé's head, effectively face-hugging him with her fluffy thighs wrapped around his cheeks. ''Good grief, Aimé, you talk too much!''_ _Aurélie hissed, thrusting her hips shallowly against the professor's mouth and making subtle wet plaps echo through his lab. ''Using your tongue on me is a way more effective way to get rid of my desires!''

The moment Aimé tasted Aurélie's juices on his lips and tongue, a visible shiver went through his spine all the way to his crotch. Her soft body wrapped around him and the even softer flesh of her pink pussy kissing his lips repeatedly had him completely erect. He instinctively brought his hands around Aurélie's body to get her off, but an invisible force stopped him dead in his tracks.

''Nu-huh, Aimé, cutie!'' Aurélie teased, her glowing eyes indicating she had activated her psychic powers, effectively binding his wrists. ''You are going to be a good boy and kiss me. It'll just be kisses with my lower lips,'' she giggled, bringing her hips back further than before. It gave Aimé ample time to breathe, lewd strings of her thick arousal connecting him together with Aurélie's pink folds, before she slammed her crotch back on his mouth again.

_''Fuck, why is this kind of hot!?'' _Aimé thought, arousal clouding his better judgment. He'd never been opposed to having sex with a Pokémon, but it still felt taboo and wrong. Yet every time Aurélie worked her thighs and crashed her wet pussy back on his open mouth and tongue, his pitiful defenses faltered. He grabbed one of his swivel chairs just within his reach and guided himself down so he could relax. Another visible shiver went to his spine when he fully consented, brough out his tongue and Aurélie's next wild thrust was aimed perfectly on the tip.

Her tiny pussy spread around his tongue as wide as it could, effectively penetrating herself around it. Aurélie squeaked and her sharp claws dug into Aimé's scalp! _''Holy fuck, yes!'' _she squealed, her warm juices marinating Aimé's tongue in her arousal. Thick droplets dripped past his lips down his chin. ''G-good boy, now let me j-just…'' Aurélie whispered high on lust, angeling his head up with her psychic.

Aimé's neck extended almost fully, the back of his head resting on the top of his swivel chair. From this angle, he could just see Aurélie's soft underbelly, her thighs and her enlarged pussy every time she lifted her hips. _''Oh fuck, is she really…?'' _Aimé's heart skipped a beat and his cock twitched potently in his pants when Aurélie thrusted her pussy down on his tongue wildly, creating a very wet, lewd plap when her crotch met his mouth.

''Yes, that'ssss it!'' Aurélie moaned, hugging his head tightly and only letting her thighs do the talking. She moaned and sucked in big breaths of air while upping her tempo, face-fucking Aime's mouth and making him wiggle his tongue as deep into her pussy as possible. ''_Fuck, Aimé! I am going to cum!'' _Aurélie mewled, the intensity overwhelming her needs.

She wetly plopped her pussy down on Aimé's tongue and lips for a final time and held herself completely still. Aimé wasn't prepared for the torrent of hot fluids squirting against his tongue from Aurélie's powerful discharge. She gasped breathlessly, shallowly humping and grinding around Aimé's lips to get every bit of her pleasure. _''There's so much! How can such a tiny girl squirt so much!?'' _Aimé thought, having no choice but to swallow the mouthful of femininity Aurélie bathed him in.

The audible gulps only made Aurélie grin, who sat herself down on his mouth so only her thighs still wrapped around Aimé's cheeks. ''There's a good boy, drinking my love for you,'' she cooed, her pussy and thighs still perfectly connected around his open mouth and lips. ''You should've told me your face would make such a perfect seat, I would've used it sooner.''

Her teasing remark only left Aimé blushing thicker. Aurélie continued to grind her sensitive flesh against his tongue a little longer, before very slowly lifting herself. A moan escaped the professor's throat when his lips left multiple crystal-clear strings attached between him and Aurélie's wet sex from all the thick fluids that had connected her pink folds with his mouth.

Then, just his tongue was still wrapped snuggly inside Aurélie's vagina, her pink walls hugging it tenderly. She pulled up further, winked, and with a very lewd, wet plop, his tongue disconnected from her gaping hole. ''What the… my tongue went that far inside of her!?'' Aimé thought, his dick twitching crazily at just how deep he had been inside Aurélie.

As if reading his stunned expression, Aurélie purred. ''Did you like tasting the opening of my womb, professor? The tip of your tongue actually smushed against my cervix when I came on your tongue.'' She giggled and twirled in the air before focusing her attention to his crotch. ''It seems you quite liked it, Aimé. You got rock-hard. How lewd. Do you want to breed me this badly?''

''W-wait, Aurélie? Breed you? Aren't you… you know, satisfied?'' Aimé stuttered, his aroused mind barely being able to make a coherent thought. He gasped and shivered like a leaf when the tip of her tail teased the bulge in his pants, making pleasure shoot through his spine. _''Did she drink the whole damn vial? She didn't… right?'' _

Aimé didn't have to wait long for an answer when she straddled his crotch, resting both of her small paws on his bulge and gently squeezing it through the fabric of his pants. ''Professor, you and I both know we aren't stopping now,'' she purred. ''Not until you've shot all your cum deeply inside of my womb and give me an egg.''

''B-but I don't think we are even compat—hnfff,'' Aimé huffed, a lightning strike of bliss going through his body when Aurélie placed her thighs on his bulge. She grinded her pussy on his cock, staining the fabric of his clothing in her arousal. The grin she shot him could cut glass.

''Aimé, you are going to breed me, right across your desk,'' Aurélie stated seductively, bringing it like a simple fact. She floated away to his desk and leaned her upper body on top of it so that just her fluffy ass and hind paws dangled over it. Aurélie turned back at him, lifted her butt and moved away her tail. ''Breed me, professor. Fuck me senseless. Make me pregnant. I need your cock so badly.'' She bit her lower lip and swayed her hips to get him to move.

The image of Aurélie shaking her fluffy ass with her wet pussy on display in open invitation sent Aimé's arousal in overdrive. _''Fuck it, if she wants you this badly!'' _his feral thoughts whispered to him. Aimé growled and fiddled with his belt buckle to unbutton his pants. He approached Aurélie with an instinctual hunger that couldn't be satiated by anybody else. ''So, you want my dick, huh?'' he hissed, grabbing two handfuls of her fuzzy ass cheeks.

''Yes, please, Aimé!'' she squealed, looking back at him with flushed cheeks. ''Please give me your cock! Put it inside of me, hurry! Please ngaahh!''

A loud smack reverberated through Aimé's study. Aurélie's left butt cheek jiggled from the impact and a reddish handprint appeared where Aimé's hand had just struck. ''You want me to breed you? Put you in your place as my cute, furry cocksleeve?'' he whispered, lowering his pants and doing the same with his underwear. His hard cock sprang free and he rubbed it across her cheeks, eliciting even more squeals out of the Mew.

''Please, Aimé! Don't make me wait! Put it in! Put it in! Put it in!'' Aurélie squeaked, shivering cutely the moment Aimé's glans rubbed teasingly across her slick vulva. She lifted her ass even further for easy access and let out a long, drawn-out moan when Aimé pushed forwards and his cockhead spread her open wide. ''Fucckkk! Yessssss!'' Aurélie cried out in pure pleasure.

''Good grief, you're tight!'' Aimé hissed, Aurélie's soft walls hugging and clinging to his cock like a vice. He had to stretch her to the limit to be able to fit himself in her tight vaginal opening, but the copious amounts of fluids she leaked made it almost laughably easy. Her pink folds massaged him from every direction, making Aimé want to thrust. It created a kind of bliss that had his knees buckle like he was standing on a ship in rough waters. ''Holy fuck, Aurélie!''

''Yes! Aimé! Breed me! Breed your slutty cocksleeve!'' Aurélie begged, her mind so far gone on pleasure that only the need for Aimé's dick remained. ''Harder! Take me!''

''All right, you asked for it, Aurélie!'' he growled. Throwing away his inhibitions, Aimé bucked his hips forwards with all the strength he could muster. His shaft glided inside of her tight, pink depths until his balls smacked against her furry ass cheeks. Aurélie arched her back and squealed, which elicited a deep-rooted satisfaction inside Aimé. ''This is what you wanted, isn't it? To have my cock all the way inside of your pussy?''

''Nyaaaaa, yesssss! Pleassssee! I need more! Breed me!'' Aurélie begged.

Aimé hissed at the pleasurable contractions her vaginal walls made all around his sensitive shaft. He pulled back until just his glans remained inside, before ramming it all the way inside of Aurélie again. ''Oh, I'm going to breed you, all right!'' Aimé moaned between each powerful burst with his hips he made. Lewd plaps rang out through his study. Pleasure built inside of him while his speed increased. ''Going to fill up your tiny womb with my cum until you can't float anymore.''

The copious amounts of fluids she wept from her gaping hole made her nice, snug passage the perfect fit. Aurélie's moans and squeals reached a beautiful crescendo when her second orgasm of the night washed over her like a tidal wave. Her tongue lolled out of her muzzle and her pussy spasmed all across Aimé's throbbing cock. ''That's a good girl, cumming so cutely for me.''

Aurélie could barely find her voice. She shivered all over, looking back at Aimé with pleasure written all over her face. ''Nyaaa, nyaaaa… Aimé? W-what…?'' He opted not to respond to Aurélie just yet and slowly pushed his slick shaft out of her pussy until only the glans still remained inside. Then, his hand found the base of her tail, grabbed it firmly and yanked it towards him, effectively pulling Aurélie all the way back on his cock once again. Her eyes turned into pinpricks and she squealed in a gorgeous symphony.

''You didn't think I was done, did you? This is payback from before, you little she-devil!'' Aimé called out dominantly yet playfully. He stayed completely stationary and now used Aurélie's tail-base to move her wet pussy all the way up and down his shaft. Her soft ass bounced against his pelvis like a plushie and she covered her blushing face with her paws. ''What's wrong, Aurélie? After being so dominant a second ago you revert back to your adorable shy self the moment I put you in your place?''

''Th-that's not—nyaaa!'' she squealed between Aimé's powerful pulls on her tail. Her walls continuously squeezed around his shaft, trying to trigger an orgasm out of him. All she got in return were powerful wet smacks that made her lose all sense of reality. ''P-please, Aimmm—'' her words died away into another beautiful, high-pitched moan the moment Aimé picked up the pace.

''Guess you can't even speak right now. If you want something, cutie, better say it loud and clear,'' Aimé taunted playfully. He grabbed Aurélie's ass with both hands and yanked her backwards with all the force he could muster, making his glans kiss her cervix. Aimé didn't let her rest. His pleasure built rapidly, yet he had an inkling that Aurélie was even closer. ''You're shivering so much, are you going to cum again? Come on, do it for me, cutie-pie. Cum!''

Aurélie couldn't even produce a gasp. Her maw hung open in a perpetual O and her eyes rolled back into her skull. The shivers running through her spine made her body twitch and convulse cutely. Like a beautiful rose blooming, Aurélie reached her crescendo; cumming her brains outs around Aimé's cock.

Her tight walls constricted, squeezed and milked Aimé's shaft desperately. ''Good fucking lord, Aurélie, are you that desperate for my cum?'' Aimé growled, biting his lower lip and continuously spearing her quivering slit on his cock. ''Fine, if you want it _that _much!'' Aimé pulled out--much to Aurélie's displeasure—and grabbed her around her midsection.

With ease, he carried Aurélie to his beanbag and threw her on it. ''Aimé! Aimé! Nyaaaa, Aimé!'' she moaned. Aurélie automatically opened her legs when he climbed on top of her, belly pressed against belly. Their size difference made it a little clumsy, but it didn't take long for Aimé to line his glans back up with her wet hole. He sunk himself back into her with a powerful thrust. His shaft sunk all the way into her quivering slit until his balls slapped wetly against her tailhole.

''That's it, babe!'' Aimé growled, ''show me how much you want it!'' He continuously buried his cock to the hilt inside of her, not letting her rest. Lewd smacks echoed through his study every time his balls hit Aurélie's fluffy butt cheeks. They were accompanied by a cacophony of squeals and moans leaving Aurélie's throat. ''Going to ruin that pussy!'' Aimé promised, feeling his inevitable end approaching.

''Yesssss, pleaaasse!'' Aurélie begged, her tiny paws digging themselves in Aimé's wrist in pure ecstasy. ''Destroy meeeee!''

With a final rough thrust, Aimé felt himself reach his limit. He groaned and snarled when his orgasm crashed against him like a Surf. ''Take it, then! Get pregnant, Aurélie!'' he howled, emptying his balls deeply inside the Mew. His cock throbbed and twitched. With every spurt a thick dollop of his pearly-white cum flooded Aurélie's womb. ''Gooood girl~'' Aimé grunted, still moving his pelvis vigorously. His glans pressed taut against her cervix and pushed it open, ensuring every shot was directly entering her womb.

Pure orgasmic bliss entered Aurélie's face and she could only twitch in pleasure. Every burst of cum made her gasp cutely until her belly started to swell and Aimé's essence started to dribble out of her sensitive pussy. It dripped down her tailhole and unto Aimé's beanbag. The sweet sounds leaving her mouth just made Aimé want to continue. He grinded his pelvis closely against her, grunting and groaning as he went. ''F-fucking hell, Aurélie!'' he swore, pumping the final thick spurt of his creamy cum into her sopping wet slit.

''Nyaa, nyaaaa~'' Aurélie moaned underneath him, twitching and shivering like a leaf. His cock remained balls deep inside of her creampied pussy. Aimé's pearly-white essence slowly continued to dribble out of her sensitive hole, making a mess of his beanbag. The air around them reeked of sweat and sex. ''A-aimé~'' Aurélie whispered sweetly.

''Hmmm, you came again, didn't you?'' Aimé growled playfully, planting a sweet kiss on her muzzle in his incredible afterglow. ''You're one sexy Mew.''

She giggled drunkenly; her eyes still glazed in pure bliss. Aurélie's body hugged Aimé's like a teddy bear and she nodded her head. ''I n-needed that. Thank you. I… I had no idea that potion could be _that _potent.''

A chuckle escaped Aimé's mouth. ''It's meant to guarantee pregnancy between Pokémon. Very handy for Pokémon breeders to study heat-cycles and how it functions. I don't think it'll really get you pregnant, though.''

''Uhm… Aimé? About that…'' Aurélie whispered. ''I'm a Mew…''

A nervous laugh rang through Aimé's study. ''You can't be—are you…?'' Aimé's eyes dilated into pinpricks when

Aurélie nodded her head. ''I… oh fuck. I got you pregnant for real?''

''Well… I am going to lay eggs like every other Pokémon does, so sort of?'' Aurélie giggled when Aimé groaned. ''You'll be a father! Isn't that amazing?''

''I barely have time to look after myself and my lab!'' he joked, kissing Aurélie again. His lips glided over her muzzle in a sweet show of affection. Slowly, he pulled himself out, eliciting multiple sweet mewls out of her. ''I think we need a shower,'' he mumbled.

''The only thing I need is you, Aimé,'' Aurélie responded dreamily, giving him bedroom eyes. She kicked her leg on reflex and kept her pussy spread wide open with her paws. ''Just look at what you did.'' She winked and stuck out her tongue.

Aimé couldn't deny the sight looked extremely hot. Aurélie's spread folds practically oozing his seed had him gasping. ''That damn potion still hasn't completely left your system, huh?'' he mumbled, already dreading the answer.

''Nope,'' Aurélie floated back into the air with a smirk on her muzzle. ''And since you're becoming a father soon, why… don't you meet the kids already?''

''Aurélie? What are you talking about…'' Aimé replied nervously. His heartrate sped up and he slowly backed off from the devious Mew. He gulped when her eyes turned into a magenta hue and an invisible force stopped him dead in his tracks. ''I am sure we can talk about this…''

''No talking, I am getting heated again just looking at you,'' Aurélie whispered, biting her lower lip. ''And since we're talking about eggs, I know the _perfect _solution to my little problem.'' Aurélie sensually floated closer, her pussy a soaking mess of fluids and cum. ''I can tell how much this excites you, Aimé… Me being in control… the unknown of what I am going to de next. Are you into humiliation by any chance?''

That comment made Aimé's heart skip a beat and his cock throb. He cursed under his breath and he blushed furiously when a surge of excitement went through his body. ''That's… I don't think—'' He tried to look away, but Aurélie simply yanked his head back with her psychic.

''Look at me when I'm talking to you, Aimé.'' She grinned when a visible twitch when through his body. ''That's right, I'm in control now,'' she cooed. ''Are you not ashamed such a small Pokémon like myself can do whatever she wants to you? A shy girl that was too scared to even show herself to you for months?'' She traced his jawline with her paw while letting the potent musk of her puffy pussy waft against his face. ''And now… she's going to make you her pet.''

Aurélie's tail trailed down to Aimé's cock, which had turned completely hard again. Her mellow expression turned into a knowing smile. ''You like this so much,'' she cooed. ''Don't worry, it's going to get a lot lewder in a minute,'' she promised. With all the grace in the world, she smothered Aimé's face with her thighs. Her pussy lips hugged the bridge of his nose. Thick globs of cum and pussy juices rolled down his cheeks, eliciting multiple deep groans out of Aimé's mouth.

The musky scent in itself already had enough potency to arouse Aimé, yet nothing could have prepared him for what Aurélie did next. She shifted her pelvis slightly so her pretty pussy smudged his cheek.

''Now… how about you say hi to your kids, Aimé?'' Aurélie whispered lewdly. A pressure slowly built within Aurélie's tummy. It traveled downwards between her legs, growing stronger and more insistent with each passing second. With a grunt of effort, Aurélie bore down, her pussy stretching obscenely wide. She moaned sharply at the pleasurable sensations the lewd stretch created. It travelled up her spine and made her pant. ''Here it comes, Aimé!''

Aimé gasped in aroused fascination when the glistening head of Aurélie's first egg appeared between her soft, slick folds. It began to crown with every push of Aurélie's vaginal walls, its surface covered in a clear, slimy coating of her fluids. Aimé's cheek burned bright hot when the egg started to push against his cheek, its texture warm against his flushed skin.

''Just… a little more…'' Aurélie panted. ''I am laying my eggs right on your face, Aimé!'' she cried out. Then, with a wet squelch, she pushed powerfully and the egg slid free from her vaginal walls. It plopped against Aimé's cheek, smearing his skin with its slimy coating and leaving trails of sticky fluids in its wake before sliding down his head.

Aurélie caught the egg with her psychic and moaned heavily, on the brink of another orgasm from the egg's shell pushing against her sensitive flesh. ''Hnnff, that felt so good. Look at how big this egg is. Our offspring, Aimé,'' Aurélie said, holding up the egg and placing it on his beanbag. ''Did you like that too? I bet you did,'' she whispered lewdly, nibbling his earlobe and panting hot breath in his ear. ''I bet you want me to continue, and I know exactly where you want me to lay the next egg.''

Aimé's entire body couldn't stop shaking at the mere thought. He already knew what she had in mind yet it aroused him like nothing else had ever done. He groaned like a horny Rockruff when Aurélie softly stroked his shaft with her fluffy tail to stimulate him. With bated breath, he watched the Mew shift her hips until her pussy just hovered mere inches above his lips.

''We both know you want this, Aimé. Open your mouth,'' Aurélie commanded, leaving no room for argument. She watched in absolute pleasure how her human partner complied and slowly parted his lips. ''That's a very good pet,'' Aurélie teased, planting her pussy lips firmly over his open mouth. ''Just make sure not to accidentally swallow when I plop that fat egg on your tongue!''

Aimé's hazy mind barely registered Aurélie's dirty talk. All of his senses completely failed to respond when only pure, unadulterated lust remained and his sexy partner started to bore down once again. He twitched with every stroke of her tail, shivered with every inhale of her potent musk and moaned with every push of her vaginal walls. Slowly, Aurélie's pink folds stretched again around another egg. ''That's it, keep your mouth open nice and wide and receive what I'm about to give you, Aimé.''

The pure ecstasy shooting up Aurélie's spine with every push carried her to a new plane of existence. Warm sweat rolled down her fur and every nerve-ending in her body fired continuous bliss. She gasped and ground her hips against Aimé's mouth feverishly. ''Almost t-there, f-f-ffuckkkk~!'' Aurélie's orgasm threatened to drown her. Her egg stretched her folds to the max until nothing but pleasure remained. She bit her tongue and held her paws around her muzzle to drown out her symphonic, sugary-sweet squeals.

Aurélie's egg pushed against Aimé's lips and pushed them open further, straining his jaw. Sticky juices filled his mouth when the egg plopped free in the midst of Aurélie's orgasmic high. A big spasm of pure bliss went through Aimé's entire body the moment the egg filled his mouth, forcing his tongue against the viscous fluids covering the shell. He reflexively swallowed around the egg to get rid of all the sweet, metallic-y flavored love juices building up in his mouth.

All the different stimulations brought him closer and closer as well. Aurélie hadn't stopped jerking him with her tail. She continued to squirt her orgasm all over his face, coating his face with her love for him. Only when she threatened to lose her balance did Aurélie grab two plucks of his hair to keep herself steady.

''Ooohhh, nyaaa! Aimé~'' she sighed in contentment. ''S-such a good boy, catching our offspring with your mouth.'' She hummed in her afterglow and closed her eyes before looking back at his twitching dick with a knowing smile. ''Keep that egg in your mouth for just a little bit longer.''

Focusing her attention back on her tail, she squeezed around his glans, upping his pleasure and making his squirm underneath her. ''This is what you secretly wanted from the start, wasn't it?'' Aurélie cooed playfully. ''Leaving that heat-cycling potion for me to grab, making it Sitrus Berry flavored knowing I'd try it.'' She kept grinding her pussy over his face to exert her dominance. ''All so you could breed me and then submit to me completely.'' She grinned and twisted her tail-end over his cockhead in soft strokes and brushes.

The pure shame and humiliation Aimé felt only heightened his arousal. He wanted to reply, but his mouth was completely stuffed by Aurélie's egg. He could only groan and shiver while she continuously milked him to a potent orgasm and the soft flesh of her folds grinded over his face. Slowly but surely, his climax approached with every soft and loving stroke of Aurélie's tail. She squeezed his glans tighter and started to pump vigorously.

''Are you getting close, Aimé? Are you seriously going to cum from my tail stroking you? How embarrassing, especially with our offspring still in your mouth!'' Aurélie grinned. Her baby-blue eyes pierced into his pleasure-ridden ones and watched closely as he reached absolute heaven. He shivered and spasmed underneath her, his cock firing ropes of his sticky seed all over her tail and backside. ''Yes, Aimé! Cum for me!'' Aurélie encouraged him, ''you belong to me now!''

The incredible, potent orgasm made all of Aimé's muscles twitch. He moaned deeply and closed his eyes when all of the lewd sensation reached a boiling point. If a higher plane of existence existed, Aimé had just reached it. Aurélie didn't stop stroking his cock until the final spurt of his cum left his tip and he stopped spasming. She rubbed it across his dick, slickening his shaft with his fluids while humming in absolute satisfaction.

''Wasn't that nice? I didn't know you had such a lewd side to you, professor,'' Aurélie teased. She deliberately rubbed her pussy across his lips one more time to glaze them in a fresh layer of her crystal-clear juices, before reluctantly activating her float. ''Hmmm, I could've stayed like that for a few more hours, Aimé, your face is a really nice seat.''

It took a moment for Aimé to reply. He gently spit out Aurélie's egg in his hands and took a few deep breaths. Sticky juices clung to his face, lips and tongue like an exotic layer of paint. He reeked of Aurélie's sex and he couldn't taste anything else but her potent orgasmic femininity. ''Aurélie… that… that was the lewdest thing I've ever done… and the hottest too,'' he added in a whisper.

She hugged him around his face, not caring she smeared all her own juices through her fur. ''I love you, Aimé,'' she murmured. ''Ever since you came into my life, I haven't been lonely anymore.''

Aurélie's genuine words made him gasp and he hugged her back. ''Aurélie… I feel the same way. Thank you, for being there for me as well.''

Cute sniffles escaped the Mew's muzzle and it didn't take a genius to figure out she was crying.

''Thank you. You make my life complete… professor Acacia.''