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Once upon a time, a male riolu and a female combusken lived in a forest on a continent untouched by human civilization. They lived this way for six years, traveling together and defending one another from harm, even as they sparred with each other and grew strong.

The story of how these two first met is a tale for a different day... but the short of it was that both had become separated from their families during late childhood, and had found in each other a source of friendship, challenge, and security.

Time, however, had marched on for both of them, and changes were inevitable. In their case, it was physical, maturational changes first - relationship changes after.

The combusken matured first, evolving into the fit-and-fiery form of blaziken. At that point she towered over the little riolu, who could only look up at her mighty form and marvel. Yet, seeing her increase in size and power also encouraged the smaller pokemon to train harder than ever - to push his limits so that when his own time of evolution arrived, he might come out of it not only strong and beautifully toned, but also poised and in tune with his own energies.

The two trusted each other more than any other creatures, but even within that trust, they maintained a sense of honor and responsibility. Neither liked to see the other slip up or succumb to weakness, and daily they tested and tried each other in an effort to make that less likely. In their wild environment, the potential consequences of failure were high - and the wild was all that either of them knew.

So, even though the little riolu found himself outmatched by his friend's new form, he could not give in to defeat. Every evening they would wrestle on the grass beneath the trees at the edges of clearings. They would focus on the struggle with each other, but their senses would remain lightly aware of everything else around them, in case danger might draw near. The blaziken at first found the riolu's efforts little more than cute and humorous - for he could in no way hope to pin her down now, even if she handicapped herself a little. But still he did not give up, and over a period of weeks, his little muscles developed strange and shapely new bulges, his body lightly pulsing with the energy of his determination. In those days the blaziken saw a literal fire in her friend's eyes - a blue flame of aura that said he would never give up, and would prove himself still worthy of his friend's companionship.

Neither would abandon the other for all the food or safety in the world, but the determination and devotion the riolu's heart expressed could not fail to impress his companion. As the weeks turned into months, she found herself growing ever softer insider for him - even as her stature went on to grow nearly as hard as the iron in the riolu's bones. In times of great danger she would unleash her flames, kicks, and punches to protect him - only to discover, usually, that he didn't need the help, and could have sacked his opponent on his own.

Late at night he would nestle himself into the warmth of her red feathers, the heat from within her body the best security blanket a young pokemon could desire. Together they would rest under the leaves and the stars, comforted in their mutual protection.

They had no fears about gravely hurting each other. They had learned long ago that fire did not play well with the riolu's physiology, and the blaziken would never turn her flames in his direction. When she used them in battle, she used them with skill.

Those days were some of the happiest they had yet experienced in their lives. The blaziken found herself drifting into something like a maternal role - protective, nurturing, guiding - but this drift never became entire, for she could not forget the fierce independence and self-sufficiency for which the riolu always strove.

Perhaps above all else, their survival in the wild together demanded that either be strong enough to help the other in a time of need.

The blaziken loved her little riolu, and hugged him tightly each day.

Then one day a great blue fire of aura engulfed the riolu's entire body, and the changes of his evolution were upon him. And that marked the beginning of a most interesting time - a time of exploration, love, and union.

* * *

"Blaziken! Hey, Blaziken!"

The newly evolved lucario shouted with joy as he dashed down the forested hillside near a fruited valley where they had been roaming lately. He felt a little unsteady on his new legs, but running was a simple enough task that he could still coordinate it to his satisfaction, even if he did feel insecure.

She was going to be so glad to see him like this!

"Blaziken, it's wonderful... do you see? Do you see!?"

Blaziken turned to face him, a heaping cluster of purple, grape-like berries in her right hand and a comically large splattering of their juices covering her face. She beheld him with surprise. "So that's why your voice sounds different," she commented.

"What? Yeah, it must be." He looked himself over. "I always wondered why my dad sounded so much sterner... tougher than me... even when, well, even when I was really mad! Oh, look at it... I... I'm so much taller now. I'm afraid I'll lose my balance! Look how high up I come on your chest!"

"Yes indeed."

Blaziken let out a hearty laugh, her vocal chords making a crooning, "Blay-blay-blaze" sound. She lowered her head and tucked her chin down against her neck, sizing her friend up with great curiosity. He was going to be so much more fun to wrestle now!

Like a true fighting type, Blaziken stepped over next to him and began using her free hand to feel of his arms, his sides, his thighs - examining their shape and firmness with an eye for detail, asking him to flex and relax them as she went through the process. She fed him a few berries in between steps of the process, a snack which he appreciated.

Pidgeys flapped harmlessly across the sky overhead while she examined him, and the sound of beedrills buzzed in the distance. The area was full of bug types, but Blaziken had long since taught most of them to stay far, far away from the two.

"Blaziken," Lucario soon said to her, as one might speak to a big sister, "do... do you think I'll finally be able to win?"

"To win what?" said the fire type, putting the entire remainder of the berry-bunch into her mouth, stems and all, and searing it with a puff of fire before devouring it with zeal. "You think you've got to make me proud now?"

"W-well... kind of, yes. I should be able to be a stronger sparring partner for you with my adult body."

"Well, sure." She stepped back from him and began rotating her torso side to side, flexing her lean upper body and testing that her arms were ready for combat. "I've just eaten more than I should, so I'm likely to be a little weaker, but I think you deserve that much of an advantage." She spread her knees and crouched a bit, opening her feathery arms at him and brandishing her taloned fingers, grinning at him and licking the berry juices off her beak.

"But I've only just evolved!" Lucario said shyly, his face blushing under his fur. "How can I fight you now?"

"There's no better time!" admonished Blaziken. "Don't be weak. Show me the potential of your strength! Get used to your new body... with me. Better to do it with the one you trust, right?"

Lucario thought about this for a moment. Timidly at first, he said, "Yes." Then, more confidently, he said, "Yes! Yes I shall," and assumed the same legs-low, hands-high combat stance he had often previously assumed as a nimble little riolu.

Even though the proportions of his body were not that much different, he could already tell this stance would need some adjusting.

To his chagrin, Blaziken caught sight of his hesitation - and made the first move, surging forward like a wave of rolling fire in a stiff summer's wind. Her hands and feet did in fact flare with the power of the blaze that was part of her name, but their energies dispersed before she made any kind of contact, holding true to her usual policy of not striking the poor steel type with fire. Instead, she merely dealt him a series of swift, short kicks, also deliberately canceling much of her bodily momentum with a pivot before even going into that.

Lucario knew what this meant: she was aggressive, but she was holding back, trying to draw him into the battle... she really did just want him to fight, and it was pretty much as simple as that.

Balancing his stance and quieting his mind, Lucario charged toward her, only to have her sidestep him at the last second, throwing him off balance. He knew he should have seen that coming! His reward for the mistake was a taloned hand closing around his shoulder and smoothly shoving him aside. Lucario fumbled over his newly elongated legs while trying to regain his balance, but couldn't do it! He rolled ungracefully over on his side, the spike on his left hand soon digging into the dirt to stop his momentum, while the rest of his limbs focused on getting positioned for a rebound. Blaziken was already laughing at him - her chuckling, clucking little laugh - but this time it wasn't funny. He was going to show her!

He didn't exactly feel violent, but he felt very serious: far more serious than he had felt even a day ago. His biceps gave a preliminary, surging flex as he sprang forward again and appeared to dart past Blaziken's front... only to wheel back around at a blinding speed and send a solid punch to her face!

...A punch which Blaziken completely blocked, deflecting the blow sideways with one lean, thick arm before jabbing him rigidly with the other. Lucario felt a surge of pain but kept his composure; that kind of a punch was nothing to his steel-hard body.

Now incensed to battle, Blaziken's body crackled with heat and fire as she focused her energy. Her meaty thighs visibly bulged as she assaulted Lucario with a series of powerful kicks. Her drumsticks of fury were something Lucario knew well to steer clear of, and that was precisely what he did. Knowing her efforts had been dodged, Blaziken quickly stopped, and the two stared each other down with a look of deep respect and wild savagery.

The two went on like this for the better part of an hour, trading blows and looking each other over, sizing each other up more fully. It was a pace that they both deemed appropriate for their first sparring match as adults. Now they both looked deeply serious - and they were - but beneath the grim exterior, the trust of two friends still pulsed not merely as strong as ever, but stronger than it ever had before.

That they were becoming more truly equal in strength again was increasingly obvious to both of them, and a source of considerable excitement. Excitement, however, did induce some degree of distraction.

Blaziken, for her part, couldn't help noticing with increasing frequency how solid her friend's body looked now. As a riolu, despite his steel nature, his flesh had always seemed so... squishable, in a way. His muscles had never achieved that granite firmness that was normal for a fully evolved fighting type. His strength had been in his agility, in his craft, and in his relentless training... but now...

Now his pectorals looked as firm as a tree... like a whole forest of trees, alive and unshakable, ready to endure any weather and any challenge. The ridges of his muscularity were visible even beneath his fur, traceable from chest down to belly, the tightly packed muscles of his abdomen swelling and receding each time he drew another deep, fighting breath.

It made Blaziken feel something... something that got inside of her and put her on edge. This wasn't just her childhood friend, now... this was something more. He looked so much fuller and more complete.

The thought made her shudder on the inside. Easy though it was to be flippant and launch into fighting to test him... now that they had been at it for a while, she found it harder and harder not to notice just how attractive he was!

While Blaziken's serious thoughts were cracking and giving way to her sense of beauty, Lucario mostly continued staring her down as the opponent that she currently was. Still, even he couldn't deny that her body looked more than just strong to him now. The subtle, gently hidden muscle of her form, always obscured by her feathers, difficult to gauge and yet undeniably strong... he felt grateful to be around her, to be a friend to her.

Now, he had a sense of wanting to do something. He wanted to give her hug, just like he used to in the evenings... but now he wanted to be the strong one, to hold her down, to really let her know how strong she had made him through their numerous sessions of training together! He wanted to thank her, and to feel himself sitting on top of her...

Going with his gut, Lucario darted at Blaziken one last time and grabbed her by both hands, his fingers interlocking with her talons. One of her feet immediately came up to kick him in the chest, but he pressed forward despite the blow and exerted himself, the sinews of his arms quivering with power as he forced his elbows to bend, to draw himself and Blaziken into the stance he desired. To his relief, Blaziken soon realized what it was that he wanted, and stopping trying to free herself. Instead, she put her kicking leg behind her, and leaned forward into a stance to try to push him over.

They stood there, their bodies in direct opposition, each shoving with the strength and stability of their torsos and lower bodies alike. Both of their arms shook with effort as their test of strength proceeded, and both began to take increasingly more labored breaths. Who would give out first this time? Neither truly knew, and it was exhilarating. It had been months since he had been able to challenge her in something like this, but now... now, they would know.

At first it looked like Blaziken would win; then, like Lucario. They went back and forth, back and forth, neither able to gain a decisive advantage, their muscles slowly tiring, the burn starting to set in. They were staring into each other's eyes, neither daring to take focus off the other - neither willing to give way to the other.

Then Blaziken made her mistake: she looked down. She got a close view-from-above of Lucario's chest and belly, and saw the muscles of both straining, their motions almost hypnotic... and down below, the adult genital package, a part of his anatomy she had been largely ignoring until now, but which seemed strangely more alluring after they had been struggling for so long... and now the soft pink of his canine tip was peeking out...

It was only a split second that Blaziken looked down, taking all of this in, but it was long enough. Lucario took the advantage, angling forward with a burst of reserve strength from his legs. Blaziken, surprised, lost her footing... and fell over backward, landing hard on her avian rump, Lucario landing straight on top of her: knees straddling her sides, groin against her warm belly, arms pressing down on her shoulders... his steel-boned body playfully pinning her down.

They remained there in that position for a while, panting, each of them feeling their respective blood bring new oxygen to their tired muscles, soothing the pain of their mutual demonstration of power. Lucario's calves also twitched, but thankfully did not cramp, as his nerves crackled with the realization of what had just happened. Breathing deeply through his nose, he contemplated it: he had pushed Blaziken over. For the first time since her evolution he had won out in a direct contest of raw strength... and he had won out only barely. They could be friendly rivals now... two pieces of iron that would sharpen each other for years to come. The thought made Lucario shudder, and his breaths hastened. He leaned over her, full of feelings of triumph, still surprised that he had managed it.

He pushed his face right down near hers where she could see the determination and satisfaction in his eyes, and she smiled and crooned out a soft, groaning, "Aww, you beat me!" type of noise: "Ickennnn..." His nostrils continued to flare with breaths, now reaching down to sniff her more directly, his adult nose finding something about her scent more interesting than usual.

It was while hunkering over Blaziken and inhaling her scent like this that the panting lucario began to feel... strange.

It started with an upwelling warmth and energy in the area between his legs - a faint tingling in the muscles behind his sheath. He felt as if he had just woken up needing to pee... except he didn't. He didn't need to do anything like that at all. Yet, he felt... fuller... inside there than usual, and the feeling of dull fullness continued to develop as he kept inhaling her. Over the next several seconds, he felt his penis emerging from his sheath - thickening, bulging larger and harder.

Ordinarily by now he would be wanting to collapse in relaxation on top of her belly... but this time, in this new body, something was different, and growing more different still. An erection was nothing new to him; he'd had them before at various times, and always thought it was strange how pleasant they felt... but now? Something inside of him wanted more, and he didn't know what. He felt strong, even a little aggressive. His instincts wanted to remain atop Blaziken, to hold her down and prove to her he could subdue her... but why? He expected doubts to flood his mind from this feeling inside of himself, but for the moment he was equally surprised to find his doubting at a minimum.

He needed her! She was so beautiful that he wanted to keep her here, to be on top of her while his larger, evolved penis swelled to its full thickness. It was warm and firm like a muscle now, an impressive organ showing his power!

Now confliction struck. These feelings, and the conclusions he found himself drawing... he knew they were different from before. He shook his head a bit, while the face of his observant Blaziken companion showed gentle concern.

"What's wrong, Lucario?" Blaziken asked.

"Nnn... nothing... I feel weird now... I keep thinking about how I feel... d-down there." He glanced down at his genitals.

"Oh... yeah! They've gotten a lot bigger." said Blaziken, commenting on it as if she had only just now noticed it. "I-I mean, I saw it, and it made me wonder what it must feel like for you. It looks so interesting! But I didn't let myself dwell on it. I thought you might use any distractions to get an advantage over me. Though, I think I still may have gotten a little bit distracted..."

"Hey, you think I'm pretty?" said Luario with a grin.

"You're... you're interesting looking!" Blaziken agreed, nodding vigorously from beneath him.

"Well then, you want a rematch? Then we can wrestle around and have even more time to look each other over."

He said these things with a grin, pressing his body down on her firmer, trying to ignore the erection that was starting to feel like... like a missed opportunity? He wanted to touch it. He wanted to... to move it. Subconsciously he found himself rocking his hips slightly... and lowering his body more...

"I don't think I need a rematch today," Blaziken admitted, looking up at him with a blush under her fur. "I know when I've been beaten fairly, and you beat me fairly, you newly evolved pillar of strength." She was smiling, and rubbed his left side with one hand.

"I... do feel really strong," he admitted. "Feels... good."

His eyelids drooped as the haze of the strange feelings deepened. Then his slowly rocking pelvic thrusts brushed his penis against the feathers of Blaziken's belly in just the right way.

Lights of pleasure rolled through the depths of of Lucario's mind, shining up to the surface and expressing themselves in a quiet gasp. He felt a sharp surge of... joy! It felt good to touch... like that. Her feathers, they were a little tickly, but...

He found his body rocking faster, the pink thickness of his flesh ruffling through the red of her midriff. "Aaah, Blaziken..." he murmured.

"Goodness, Lucario," said the Blaziken shyly. "What's gotten into you? Does it really feel good?"

"It feels so good, Blaziken," he said, as if his mind were somewhere else, except it wasn't. His focus was right here... it was all over the present moment, dominating it and overcoming it, making demands of it... what was happening to him?

"C-can I touch it?" Blaziken offered. "With my hands I mean. Maybe it's having growing pains and a massage would feel good? Like for a hurt muscle, right?"

Lucario didn't get the impression a massage was necessary for any of those reasons, but some male reproductive instinct from deep in his brain told him that contact was a good thing, and urged him to agree with her.

"S-sure," he said, with more meekness than he expected.

Now he felt awkward, but the awkwardness was mixing with the good feelings and... transforming into something else. He felt so safe with Blaziken. She could touch him, and it would be all right. He imagined the warmth of her talons working all up and down it, massaging it and rubbing it. The thought alone was enough to make his penis bob from excitement. How big would it get? Would it grow even bigger if Blaziken rubbed it? Eagerly he sat back along her thighs, giving her enough room to reach up and touch his throbbing member. She sat up, drawing her torso near to him while she felt of his shaft, with the heartbeat and the warmth inside...

Lucario moaned, feeling better and better with the arrival of her touch. His heart rate accelerated and began to pound; he felt as if he were still working out! Soon the avian's hands both closed around the pulsing shaft, laying grip to it like a bird landing on a branch on which it planned to roost. Carefully, yet with the determination and strength that would be expected of her fighting-type nature,.she began to massage him, squeezing every inch of the shaft, moving up and down - pausing to squeeze it firmer than usual along the tip and along the swelling knot.

"I wonder what this muscle is for," the Blaziken said with genuine curiosity. "It smells... really strange now. Your groin didn't used to smell like this. The scent is all over my hands now... smell it?" She held it up for Lucario to get a direct sniff, and he looked even more impressed with himself the more times he inhaled.

"I smell... wonderful," he said, feeling like the word was a bit vaguer than he would like. What did he smell like? What really? He couldn't think of anything else. "It makes me feel like I have everything I need, but like I still want more!" Lucario reiterated. I... I think if you keep rubbing it, it keeps growing! Look how big the bulb at the bottom is getting... it's never done it that big before, even when I really had to go!"

"Yeah. I wonder how big it'll get? I wonder how much it will be able to lift?"

"I... I dunno! But it's getting huge now! Aaaah, and it feels like..."

"Hmm?" Blaziken paused her rubbing. "It feels like what?"

Lucario shook his head, his intuition understanding that the strange sensations had been building within himself were now quickly slipping away because of Blaziken's inaction. "I don't know! P-please, keep rubbing. It's important to keep rubbing!"

"If you're sure!" said Blaziken, happily continuing her firm-gripped ministrations.

"Aaah, I'm sure... rub, more! MORE!"

Lucario began to lose himself in her ministrations. She kept that firm massage up, and sped up the pace multiple times at Lucario's suggestion. Once she reached the right speed, it didn't take long before Lucario started to moan in ecstasy.

"... Oh... Blaziken," he grunted as his inner plumbing prepared to work its magic, just as it had done in generation after generation of his forebears. "I feel... I feel so... something's happening to me! AAAAAAH!!"

Blaziken was surprised by his final outburst, and stopped her rubbing, but not in time to stop the biological chain reaction that had begun. Lucario's knot had swelled to its limits, becoming a veritable orb of rock-hard flesh around the base of his eighteen centimeter length.

While he moaned in the throes of his pleasure, the pulsing in his penis intensified; the shaft jerked upwards as Blaziken let go with her hand, and the tip yawned open to release a pale, faintly white fluid as the shaft pulsed and throbbed in rhythm with lucario's heart. The throbbings were particularly strong now, and she understood that something deep within his body was pumping that white serum out to her. The liquid was not great in volume; it came out only in small, dribbling spurts, oozing down the edge of the male's elated shaft.

"Wh... what happening...?" Lucario managed to grunt out.

"Wow... weird..." said Blaziken, her eyes trained on the sticky qualities of the liquid as she watched it form a narrow cord between two of her talons as she pulled them together and back apart. "It's like... some kind of mucus... but it smells very different." Tentatively, and with no feelings of shame whatsoever, she took a taste of it. "Huh... tastes strange. It's like... bitter berries? But not too bitter. Though, there's not much sweetness to go along with it, either."

Lucario was still caught up in the spasmodic waves of his pleasure, and offered no comment. He could only ponder internally what this strange fluid meant, and naturally found himself making positive associations with it - the good feelings made it hard to see it any other way!

Blaziken found herself rubbing the feathers of her own groin thoughtfully while she considered what this could mean. It felt good to do that; she'd known it could feel good for a while now, but could it go to such an extreme for her too, like it had for Lucario? Maybe so, yet it seemed... almost silly? Why would something need to feel that good? It could only sidetrack them from self-defense. If they wanted to explore it, they needed to be sure they were very safe first.

She was surprised to find that Lucario's writhing didn't stop anytime soon. His hardness persisted, and periodically he would keep thrusting his hips and complaining that he felt full again. Blaziken would then help rub him more, and soon enough more of the strange fluid would flow - again in tiny quantities. This emission happened a total of four times before the knot finally started to get smaller.

"Oh! Lucario!" Blaziken said urgently. "It's shrinking! The strange muscle is getting smaller."

Lucario shook his head. "Uoohh... let it... I don't think the thing itself is muscle anyway... it must be something else."

"How do you know it's not muscle?" Blaziken was practically clucking with suspicion.

"I can't flex it or move things with it, and if I want to move it, I have to move the muscles that are deeper down inside my body."

Blaziken's eyes lit up with understanding, her mind recalling how she had seen the shaft jerk, and the muscles of his groin so active along with it.

Lucario continued, "I'm already figuring this stuff out, but I still don't know what it is... but Blaziken? It feels so good that I could pass out!"

"You sound like you've just had your head kicked by a Tauros and are in a daze."

"No... no!" He laughed. "I just feel... so satisfied. I feel like I just wrestled the strongest pokemon in the world... and pinned it all the way to the ground."

"Well, maybe you just have an inflated sense of how strong I am? Cause you did just wrestle me to the ground."

Lucario laughed. "You're such a funny chicken."

"Hey... don't be mean. I'm just telling you, maybe you -"

"No. I know there are pokemon stronger than you... we've come across some we couldn't fight, even together."

"Heh... yeah." She rolled over sideways and lay next to her companion, the memories of various close scrapes flitting through her thoughts. "You know, seeing you like that makes me feel a little weird too... down there." She pointed down at her vulva, obscured by the numerous feathers of her loins. "Wonder what it is... it's always been a little weird to me."

Lucario had a thought that brought him around from the stupor of his afterglow. "Hey... maybe we should see if rubbing you can do that!"

"Oh? N-no... not today. I..."

"Hmm?"

"I don't feel... worthy of it? Maybe I should train harder first, and beat you at least once again... and then, maybe then?"

"Oh, Blaziken..." He sounded frustrated but knew he couldn't argue with her. This had always been their way. "At least let me put my hand there and feel?"

"...Sure."

The lucario reached a padded handpaw down to her nethers... and gently put a finger up to their rim, feeling around the edge of the inside. Blaziken shuddered in a moment of pleasure, both felt and anticipatory. Her body wanted him to touch there more... to touch there every bit as much as he wanted. He had won fair and square, yes...

Blaziken crooned in delight and thoughtfulness as she felt her instincts go at odds with her traditions. Lucario kept his exploratory rubbing up for a while, leaving her feeling painfully humbled and somehow desperate, even though she didn't quite know for what.

Soon enough, despite the pleasure of the rubbings, Blaziken came to a compromise, and temporarily held Lucario's hand to stop his rubbing so that she could tell him about it.

"Let's train with each other one more time tomorrow," said Blaziken, "and then... and then regardless of who wins, let's go somewhere safe, and make each other feel good... okay?"

Lucario smiled. "That sounds... good."

His smile broadened. Blaziken let his hand free, and he continued his tender touching for a few minutes longer, slowing and tapering off as they continued lying there with each other. The two drifted into what began as an evening nap, but quickly progressed into them sleeping the entire night away.

Lying with each other... cuddling together in their respective warmth... it kept them even more tightly knit now than it had before. The new Lucario's aura flickered, and that smile of contentment stayed on his face well into his sleep.

* * *

They decided the next day's training would be intense. Both of them wanted to push themselves to initial exhaustion and get well into their second wind. They wanted to see what it felt like to spar with each other tired, having pushed their adult forms to their very limits. And it was on this day that Blaziken would not be able to stop thinking about the shapeliness of her companion's new form.

It started with their endurance race. Normally little more than a warm-up to them, they decided to double its distance today, taking a wide, looping path through the heavily forested countryside, scaling up and down multiple hills along the way. Water was available at ponds and a stream for breaks - rest intervals which they sanely took - but their running lasted more than the entire first hour after dawn and continued well into the second. Despite Blaziken's stride advantage, the two pokemon were keeping neck and neck, with Lucario falling behind on flat stretches but catching up with alacrity anytime that jumping his way up or down a rocky hill could give him an advantage.

Already there was a factor of distraction at work - one which Lucario didn't give the time or attention to notice: Blaziken couldn't stop glancing at his thighs and calves every time he got ahead of her, or at the firm yet bulky shape of his fluffy, tail-wagging butt. It was nothing new for her to see his muscularity - even before evolving into Lucario he had looked quite fit for his stage of development - but the way she saw him now, and the way her very body was reacting to it... it made her feel weak! Scared even! Insecure.

That dull need kept asserting itself - made her want to rush to the end of this day so that Lucario could touch her more. She focused her will and put the thoughts aside as best she could, determined to stay right behind Lucario where she could see his majestic new body_move_... and then dart ahead of him at the last moment! But would she be able to?

She realized how insufficiently competitive these thoughts were and focused her will better this time, pushing herself to pull ahead once more on a flat stretch. She caught another sideways glimpse of those meaty, sculpted thighs and that mysterious, swaggering, sheathed package of his penis.

What was that white fluid? What was its purpose? Why did it draw her attention so strongly?

She found herself falling behind him again, and simmered with fury. Her legs emitted a wave of fire behind her in her frustration, and she roared out, "ZIKEN!" before charging forward.

His thighs looked downright hunky now. In the past, their juvenility had made them unimpressive. One potent evolution had been all it had taken to make his years of training blossom into what their end goal had always been... and now he only had more potential to keep developing forward from here....!

Despite the strange feelings assailing her mind, she pushed herself hard, and kept close with him the entire rest of the way. The two stopped for drinks simultaneously, finished simultaneously, and gave each other a look of competitive acknowledgement before dashing off across the landscape once more.

The minutes of their mini-marathon rolled on... and in the end, they very nearly tied. Blaziken did manage to pull ahead again at the end, but only because the final stretch of their race favored her strides, and she knew this: they were now so evenly matched that terrain had the potential to decide the race.

The two took another water break at the run's end, Lucario grinning with great approval at the exertion Blaziken put forth. She couldn't help noticing the tip of his penis was peeking out of its sheath as they walked around the pond to cool down, as if his excitement had woken it up again...

"You gave me a hard time there," said Lucario. "I thought surely I'd win."

"I... was nervous that I might not!" Blaziken admitted.

"We'll be a better match for each other now for sure! I won't be depending on you to cover for my weakness as much anymore. Maybe now I can test you and push you, again. It's going to be so good for both of us, Blaziken!"

The fire-type smiled. "Yes, that is a good way to look at it." Why hadn't she thought of that before? Her emotions... they were all haywire with these changes in her friend!

The two ceased conversing, in the interests of getting their breathing down to a more normal level. As soon as they were comfortable with their breath, they started walking into the woods nearby, and toward a certain clearing within, for the next phase of their efforts today: strength training on a cluster of targets they had built for each other months ago.

The targets were true works of art for wild pokemon, most of them formed from thick amounts of clay-laden mud which Lucario - then Riolu - had shaped with his hands, and which Blaziken had baked into extra-hard terracotta. Though crudely shaped, each dummy did at least somewhat resemble various wild pokemon that the two had often encountered - sandshrew, geodude, diglett, and various others.

Even before Riolu's evolution, their efforts on the targets were often vigorous enough to break two or three into pieces with each training session, but Riolu's lighter and more agile attack style had allowed him not to break them needlessly in most cases. Now, he wasn't so sure.

"We're going to need to make some new wooden dummies soon," said Lucario, "from thick wood that's hard to break."

"Why not just get some actual boulders?" said Blaziken with a smile, giving her loins an absent-minded rub with one hand while consciously focusing on the targets. They had more than twenty of them left, but the stock of clay at the nearby riverbed was admittedly running low. Maybe the blue one's ideas would need to be used indeed...

But that was a task for a different day. Today, they fully intended to break the targets with as much abandon as they liked. And if any aggressive rock types drew near - well, they'd break them too if necessary!

"How're we going to do this?" said Lucario. "Shall we test raw strength, or speed?"

Blaziken had obviously already been thinking about this, as her response was immediate. "I think I'd like to set up a line of them, and then time you while you run through them, striking each of them with one firm blow before moving on. You should go as fast as you can. Then, for the very last one, I want you to break it with all your might. I'll put one of the dummies aside so that you can do the same thing for me afterward. Sound fair?"

"Sure, as long as your timing is fair!"

"It will be, and you know it."

Lucario nodded. Blaziken's abilities to sense speed and the passage of time were impeccable. She was one of the few pokemon he had ever seen who seemed able to follow his movements at all when he darted around with as much agility as possible.

The hen set up the target dummies in a simple, linear gauntlet with a smoothed, 90-degree turn partway through. The final target she placed at the end of a several-meters-long empty space, clearly intending Lucario to get a running start at it before hitting it. Lucario immediately had another idea in mind but kept it to himself for the time being.

The targets in place, Blaziken walked straight from the end of the course back toward the beginning, stopping halfway and then sitting down so that her body faced the course's turn. Crossing her legs and getting comfortable. Once that was done, she began to tap the ground in a regular rhythm with her right hand, in order to be ready to time Lucario's movements, turning her head to look at him while she did so.

Lucario got into position, his muscles firm and readily displayed as he crouched to be ready to run. Blaziken gave him the signal, and he tore forward at a speed that was practically a blur, his fists and feet forming a whirlwind of devastating blows that knocked targets to the left and to the right in his wake. He felt his adrenaline surging as his urge to impress his friend increased. A third of the way through the course his felt his muscles bulging, his aura whirring with power, and already he felt that the way he wanted to end the course would be well within his grasp...

Nearing the halfway point, he entered a graceful running stance with his arms at his sides like the wings of a crane. He leaned into the turn and leaped against the first target, kicking it with graceful agility and knocking it aside, the force of his kick snappy enough (and properly angled) that he repelled himself into the air once again, landing on a target along the inner part of the turn, and cracking it open with the force of his landing feet. Feet and fists alike now glowed with the blue energy of his aura, and his thighs and biceps rippled subtly larger as more energy welled up in his limbs and his chest.

The second half of the gauntlet was even more impressive than the first. If his previous speed had been a blur even to Blaziken's eyes, his momentum now carried him so fast that it awed her and nearly caused her to lose her count. He torqued his upper body to deliver a series of destructive punches to a line of five targets placed closely together, finished out the remainder with a series of whirling kicks, and then stood perfectly still as the energy in his body flared!

"RUUUU!" Lucario shouted, the aura gathering into a massive sphere between his chest and both hands. He directed it all at the target in front of him, blasting it to smithereens with a bolt of power that was part sphere, part laser - impressive and bright, but fading to nothing under the Lucario's disciplined control as soon as its task was complete. He appeared to have used exactly enough energy to crumble the thing to dust, without damaging anything else nearby.

Blaziken's beak gaped, her narrow tongue dangling awkwardly as she looked over her companion's supercharged body. He had done all of that in a little over nine seconds. She highly doubted she could beat that even if she used her fire powers liberally.

But that wasn't the only thing: Blaziken's noticed that her free hand had found its way into the folds of her sex, which felt... even warmer than usual. Wet, and very damp. Her mind quickly solidified the association that putting her hand there felt good, and helped ease the strange need that was smoldering with her flame-loving form. Why was it so wet today? Why did it feel almost... heavy?

"Lucario," she said with growing awe, trying to take her mind off of her feelings a little. "You've only just evolved. Imagine how this is going to be once you've trained more!"

"I know," said Lucario confidently, smiling at her as he walked toward her, feeling the weird tension from yesterday building up in his own loins again... He saw the position of her hand, and let his tail give a single wagging swish. "Does it feel good?"

"Y-yeah," Blaziken admitted, lying down on her back so that she could get a better purchase on her feminine insides. "I... I don't know why, but... I want to touch myself like I touched you. A-and I want you to touch me. I don't know why we feel like this all of a sudden..."

"Maybe it's just part of how adults bond?" Lucario offered.

"Maybe," said the hen, panting hard and starting to moan: "Iken, iiik, ik, ik ik...!"

"What about your part of the training?" said Lucario, taking note of the way his penis was emerging from his sheath again and beginning to swell, its surface coated in the blue sheen of his hypercharged aura. The odor rising from Blaziken's loins made him want to touch himself, too.

"I don't know, Lucario... I feel like this is more important."

"You do?" he said, genuinely surprised. The thought was followed by his penis pulsating and getting even harder, its increased weight forcing both it and his sheath to angle downward from gravity more than they usually did while he was standing. His balls felt tingly, and he started to rub them in thought. Tentatively, he coaxed at them with a glow of aura that he channeled around his hands, and his balls felt even better... but also even more insistent. He... he needed to get the fluid to go again!

Blaziken saw his engorgement and could only rub herself harder. "Lucario? What's happening... to us? This isn't safe... why do we feel these things now...?"

Lucario shook his head and reached down wordlessly, an intuitive realization seeming to pass through him. He knelt by Blaziken and put his aura-glowing hand directly on her nethers, resting it atop the hen's own, letting its power flow directly into her loins.

Blaziken rolled her eyes and began to pant faster. "L-lucario!? What're you doing to me... I feel... ohhh!"

She squawked out a cry of ecstasy as her hips bucked up against the hand that was filling them with flowing energies of vitality. She instinctively thrust her crotch against his hand... wanting... needing... SOMETHING! Something more than her hand! Something more than even this strong, glowing energy... but she didn't know what!

Deep inside her body, the juices of Blaziken's feminine sex expressed themselves and slickened her passage more and more, her body responding to the touching almost as if she were in the deepest part of her heat, even though she wasn't - at least not yet. But the ongoing flow of aura was encouraging it, driving the hen's new feelings of horniness to greater and greater heights.

"Can you.." Blaziken whimpered, letting her vulnerability show fully for a change.

"Can I... what?" said Lucario, his cock bulging harder.

"Unnhh," she moaned, her body already on a plateau not far from the peak of orgasm. "I... want you to... climb on me again. Like yesterday. I want to feel you heavy on my body... I want to feel you holding me down, with your weight and your strength... I want to be yours, Lucario... please..."

His testosterone-filled body didn't need more encouragement than that. His testicles hung low and hot, coming gracefully to rest on her lean abs as he hunkered down over her. He held her down at her shoulders and gazed into her eyes.

Blaziken sighed, staring at those sumptuous abs of his. "Your belly is so beautiful, Lucario. I can't stop looking at it. It makes me want something. I want you, with your strength, to, to..."

"Yes. I know. I want it too. I just don't know what it is."

"Neither do I. Oh, your chest, your arms! They're so... perfect!" She drew her knees up as the pleasure within her rose. It was like the taste of a perfectly ripe fruit, full of nutrients and refreshing juices... but for her sense of touch. She wanted so much of this... so much more!

"I think there's more fluid inside me... than yesterday," said Lucario, gratuitously flexing his arms for her because he could tell she would like it.

"H-how can you tell?" said Blaziken, her voice nervous, and her arousal ever-growing.

"Just feels... fuller. Feels like I really need to pee, even though I don't..." He took deep, heaving breaths, accentuating the motion of his rippling chest, and causing Blaziken to lick at the air in desire.

"Can I help you... feel good again?" the fire type asked.

"Why... don't I help you feel good too? At the same time"

The Blaziken thought about this. "...But how?"

"Something... something in me is giving me an idea."

"Is it correct? Is it from the aura?"

"...I think so. You know how, if there's an indentation in something, like in one of our clay targets, you can stack something else on top of it that has an edge sticking out? Cause the thing that sticks out, it fits into the thing with the hole... right?"

"S-sure, but what does that have to do with..."

"I love you, Blaziken. Let me try this and see if it works."

"Oh no! No! That can't be right!" the hen moaned, instantly realizing what was on his mind.

The hunky lucario leaned low over her, giving her face a comforting lick. "Trust me. Trust me. Let's try."

Her gaze drifted around as her face changed to reflect her growing understanding. He meant to take care of her - he truly did - however he could, and by using literally every part of his body. This part, which was normally so small, was becoming very large for her...

"Do it, you big beautiful pokemon," Blaziken finally cooed, looking straight from pupil to pupil, her arms giving his powerful sides a rubbing.

With that encouragement, he lowered his groin down to meet hers... and he began to poke at her nethers with his hard, thick shaft.

But he didn't find her opening immediately.

"Where is it... where is it," Lucario mumbled, his mind hazy from all the desire. Blaziken looked at him cluelessly at first, unsure what he wanted to do, but not looking at all uncomfortable with it. "Blaziken, can you help me? Guide it with your hand? Lead my 'new muscle' inside of that hot place inside of you?"

Blaziken nodded, and behaved with obedience. She took hold of her fellow fighter's shaft and helped it make its way to the rim of her treasure, letting out a sigh of anticipation as she guided it in, its tip caressing the lips along the way.

"Blayzaaaah!" Blaziken moaned as the large shaft began to find its way inside her. Lucario's instincts took over and he began rapidly to hump, his personality shifting into a much more aggressive and dominant state as he thrust within her passage.

Blaziken shrieked in pain and need, feeling her insides struggling to accommodate the already too-large lucario member, its half-inflated knot soon whamming against her nether-lips with each forward motion in his ongoing onslaught.

Lucario felt primal, full of need and completion and pleasure, feeling the aura ripple through his body in deeply satisfying waves, his muscles swelling and flexing even larger than they had been before - his strength and protectiveness becoming more fiercely apparent with each passing moment. Between moans, when Blaziken dared chance a glance at her lover, her eyes were greeted with a buffet of rippling lines of sinew and fur, his torso moving with a steady tide of athletic breaths, and with the very nipples of his chest looking fuller and firmer than before.

Every part of him was growing firm and large, eager to display its power to be her companion! The flexing and swelling of his muscles extended even to his neck, which looked steadier and increasingly feel supported with each breath... as if the muscles of his neck and shoulders were becoming more like the wide-fanned roots of a tree: stable and thick and broad! His thrusting continued, ignoring her cries of confusion as he understood she would be fine... and Blaziken quickly found herself going along with this instinctive reasoning as well.

Their deep trust of each other blossomed in the desperate rutting of this new territory. Even through pain and through bulgings that neither of them had known were possible, they would be true to each other. Blaziken looked on at Lucario with increasing determination, feeling her mind clouding with a rising happiness that would not cease and couldn't be expressed enough through her pleasured shouting. The canine cock continued to plow her, its knot making its way inside with a quiet pop before the flesh continued to swell, forcing Blaziken's walls to stretch even further to accommodate.

"Blaziken!" Lucario said to her, looking directly into her eyes. "My beautiful, smooth-toned fighter, my partner, the one who keeps me on my toes, keeps me strong!"

"Lucario!" she replied, before closing those avian peepers once more as another surge of pleasure rocked her. "My... oh... what's..."

"Shhh," he told her. "It's good. I don't know what it is... but it's good. It's so... good! Unnnh!!"

Thrusting and pounding, Lucario felt the pleasure in his loins quickly ramping up to its conclusion. As he had done to that target, he was about to do on a smaller scale to his friend and now mate and lover: the aura within him surged and rolled; the flesh of his scrotum drew his testicles up tight against his body, the muscles near those orbs contracting and throbbing, the juices in his body surging toward their release as the good feelings finally surged over the edge...

"Ruuuuuuuuuhhhh!!" Lucario rumbled as his cock ejaculated wave after wave of thicker, genuine semen into his mate's body. "Feel me... in you...!" His voice was deep, husky, and definitive: he had spoken, and Blaziken would obey. Her body rocked with a heightening pleasure; her walls clenched around the intruding rod of flesh. She felt truly and utterly his. Her torso gleamed with heat, and she emitted a cone of fire into the air from her beak, its torchlike flames a beacon of their passion.

"Lucario... thank you... I..."

But her lover was noticing something. "I don't think..." Lucario mumbled, interrupting her slow speech. "No... I can't get it out of you... it feels strange now... what happened, I...?"

"Shhh, hey..." said Blaziken, feeling that it was her turn to reassure him. "It changes sizes a lot, right? So just wait a bit."

"...Yeah. I can do that. I'll just lay here on you... but oh, it feels too good! It tickles!"

"Then you're going to have to deal with it," said Blaziken with a smile.

He waited a few more moments, shaking his head often from the feelings of overstimulation as her walls continued mercilessly stroking him. But gradually, over a minute or two, those feelings of overload came full circle, and re-evolved into something else.

"I'm... not sure I..." mumbled Lucario. "...Ohhhh... ohhh!"

"What is it?"

"I want to... thrust more now!"

"So do it!" Blaziken leaned her head up, looking eagerly at her mate.

Feeling his tiny refractory period squaring itself away, and an urge toward multiple ejaculations instinctively breaking through, Lucario did exactly that. He rode his mate for another solid fifteen minutes, each time thrusting until he came, then pausing, and then going again.

The whole while his knot throbbed with pleasure and purpose; his aura-empowered muscles bulged with the strenght necessarily to hold his blazing lover down. The heat of her passage... it was so warm, and got so much warmer still, and as her new orgasm neared, her body grew hotter and hotter with her power of fire. Even though he feared its effects if directly struck by it, being intimately near its warmth was a severe and enduring turn-on!

"Oh, Lucario... I feel it... aaagain! IKENNN!!!"

Blaziken fumed with orgasm, a smaller puff of fire coming out this time, her walls clenching even more engulfingly around the steel-type's shaft and demanding that it give her its seed. Lucario thrust into the orgasmic tunnel and found his body soon eager to oblige, groaning in bliss as her body tugged more and more semen out from within him.

"Mnnn," he said, panting.

"Got another round in you? Th-this is fun! And good exercise! Why... why don't we really move hard? Really try? I-I think it would be fun, don't you?"

Lucario smiled, his body still tingling as the flow of aura over his overswollen muscles began to smooth out into a gentler tingle. He knew now that his flow of aura was past its peak for this encounter - whatever this encounter was - but that didn't deter him. He was still huge inside of the one he trusted. He still wanted to thrust again, just as soon as his body would let him, and he fully intended on keeping it up for hours and hours if need be - for as long as the both of them desired!

The two grappled with each other as Lucario led them in rolling friskily over, the Blaziken getting a position atop her mate for this particular round. "You do some more of the work this time" said Lucario. "I'll help from down here. Don't worry... when I get close, you can bet I'll be going fast!"

The two stayed there like that, through the bulk of their afternoon, their heat surging and flowing in a spiral of innocent love. They established a new sort of habit on that day - a special habit that put a most pleasant exercise into their daily regimen, as the heated feelings and powerful odors in Blaziken's nethers continued.

Little did they realize this new exercise of good feelings would also lead them into the secret of pregnancy, and of children, in the months to come. Even if they had known, they would not have doubted their ability to face it together.

Story (C) 2013 dolphinsanity. The Pokemon or Pocket Monsters franchise belongs to Nintendo.