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This story was requested by Nicobay. Hope I did good for my first requested work. Check out his furaffinity page if you like some Pokemon action. ;)

Nicobay (C) Nicobay.

Malyabay (C) Nicobay.

Skrien (C) Nikobay.

Ciel (C) Nikobay.

Story (C) Argentuscale.

Pokemon (C) Nintendo.

Just a note: If you don't know anything about Pokemon, you will most likely have no idea what the hell is going on in this story.

It was dark. The moon was completely covered by clouds passing by, and the stars offered little light. It was nearly impossible to see the forest floor in front of your paws.

Unless, of course, you were an Umbreon. Skrien's red eyes were sharpest in the dark; and why wouldn't they be? Darkness was his element. Where the rest of his family had more difficulty seeing without the light of the yellow ring-stripes around their necks, Skrien could clearly see the large Arbok as it towered above him, hood fully exposed in order to frighten Skrien with the menacing face its skin portrayed. The ploy was failing.

"Move assssside, furball," the Arbok hissed.

Skrien rolled his eyes. He had dealt with more than enough Arbok to know that this one had poorer vision than him, thus putting Skrien at an advantage. The snake was playing tough-guy, like all the others, like any Arbok when it knew it was out of its league. Today was an especially bad day to pick on Skrien.

Too annoyed to say anything to his opponent, Skrien used Quick Attack: moving faster than most humans or Pokémon could follow with their eyes, he slammed into the Arbok's exposed chest, knocking the wind out of its single lung. When Arbok recoiled, he used Faint Attack. His red eyes went dark, and as far as anyone looking was concerned, he was invisible, neither heard nor seen nor smelled. He suddenly reappeared in front of the Arbok and the yellow rings on his body flared a blinding light, blinding the snake, and Skrien bit him hard on the torso. He tasted blood as the Arbok screeched, flailing his long body in a desperate bid to escape.

Skrien let go and watched as the screaming snake oriented itself. Small holes in its torso where Skrien had bitten spurted blood.

Arbok turned and began to slither away; just what Skrien was waiting for. He used Pursuit to chase the fleeing intruder. When he caught up to him, he attacked the snake with a flurry of violent barrages of fangs and claws: the effects of Pursuit when used right. When it was over, all that remained of the cobra Pokémon was a dead snake on the ground. Skrien buried the corpseâ€"nobody in his family could digest meat and it wouldn't do to attract any more creatures that could.

When he had finished, the only sign that anything had happened at all was a blotch of blood on the ground and a mound of freshly-dug dirt that covered a dead snake. Skrien went back to his home where his wife and daughter waited patiently for daddy to rejoin their orgy.

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Nicobay carefully maneuvered his vines above his head, trying not to drop the heavy table. He had spent all night working on it, starting from using flurry after flurry of Razor Leaves on a fallen tree to delicately slice the wood into the perfect shape. If he were to drop and mess up the table now, a day and night's work would be for nothing.

He slowly shifted the heavy table around in his vines, facing the four legs downward, and he gently set the table down on the floor without a hitch. He retracted his vines and wiped his brow, relieved that he wouldn't need a do-over. Vines came in handy. He surveyed his new arrangements. His home, like most Pokémon homes, was simple: it was carved out of a massive tree that had been cut into a single section by a hired Scyther and carved out by hired Sandslash. The trunk section was placed on top of a hill that had been created by a hired Onyx; it took five Machoke to lift the log. A small moat was dug around the hill to prevent any flooding; the moat joined dozens of other moats that connected together and, when it rained, drained the water and ran it to plants and gardens all throughout the forest. The intricate canal system had taken months to build and an entire acre of berries to pay, but no houses were ever flooded and the green lands doubled in their lushness and beauty. The inside of the tree held a bed of leaves, sticks, moss, grass and dried mud, a single window for sunbathing that was covered by a large leaf when it rained, and now, a table. Pokémon had no use for technology, and so lived in all-natural homes.

Satisfied with the little table, Nicobay stepped outside for some sun and fresh air.

"Niiiiiiiicooooooooooo!"

He turned at the familiar call from his sister, Malyabay. He could already hear her thundering footfalls as she ran to meet her older brother. He saw her head immediately, and then the rest of her body soon followed as she ran up the small hill that held up his house.

Two of Nicobay's family members were Bayleef: grass-type Pokémon with green leaves circling their necks. Nicobay and Malyabay were those Bayleef. Their mother, Ciel, was a Meganium, which Nicobay and Malyabay would be one day. Their father, Skrien, was an Umbreon. Their parents' union was a strange one; it was unheard of for an Umbreon to mate with a Meganium, and even more unheard of was them having offspring. But somehow, their parents did it. As a result, Nicobay and Malyabay had yellow rings on their bodies like an Umbreon's, and they could light them at night at will. Their abilities made them dual-types: part grass-type, part darkness-type, Nicobay and Malyabay were very unique in the world. Nicobay had moved out of his parents' house over a year before, and Malyabay was preparing to move out as well: she had already picked a spot near Nicobay's house to build her own place.

Malyabay used her vines to propel her up into the air above Nicobay. He had to jump out of the way to avoid being flattened by her large body. Nicobay was older, but Malyabay was larger; she had grown like a weed. She crashed down onto the ground with a loud "THUD" that spread dust in every direction. She stood up like she hadn't fallen a fair distance and looked at Nicobay, scowling.

"You jerk! Where were you last night?"

Last night? Was he supposed to meet them?

"I was here, building a new table," he said. "Why?"

Malyabay's mouth flew open. "'Why?' ‘WHY?!' Holyâ€"you actually forgot! How could you forget our special night, Nico?! And for a table! You'd think that you'd at least have a good reason for not showing up, but come ON, a TABLE???! You sure you weren't attacked or something?"

Nico suddenly remembered what he'd forgotten, and his heart sank. He had been looking forward to their family night for weeks, but his table kept him distracted and he lost track of the date. Now he'd missed out.

"I'm sorry, Maly. I got busy, and lost track of time, and. . . you know how that happens."

"Hmph. Well, you're lucky that daddy wants you to come over tonight so we can do it again. We really missed you, Nico." She nuzzled her big brother's face, licking the star on his forehead just above his nostrils. Her vines extended, and with a playful giggle she used one to poke Nicobay's tailhole.

Vines really came in handy.

Nicobay gasped and flinched when he felt his sister's vine, causing her to giggle even more. "Daddy told me to do that for you, so you wouldn't forget to come tonight."

Nicobay exhaled. "Oh, yeah, I'll be coming."

Malyabay giggled at his pun and ran off as quickly as she arrived, her long vine quickly retreating into a leaf in her neck. Nicobay extended his own vines, and stroked his slightly exposed member with one while prodding his tailhole with another.

He'd definitely be coming.

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Skrien was out gathering berries when he saw his son. Nicobay was a little taller than he was, which was natural; Bayleef were typically taller than Umbreon. Skrien remembered when he was a tiny egg, wriggling around and trying to hatch.

Nicobay spotted him and ran over. "Dad!" He charged over to where Skrien was, nearly stepping on a small pile of berries his dad had accumulated. He reached his father and nuzzled his head with his own.

"I'm sorry I forgot about last night," he said.

Skrien was mad at him for a while for missing their family night; none of them had ever missed it since they started years ago, and the fact that it was missed for a piece of furniture made things all the worse. But he had time to calm down.

"It's fine," Skrien said. "At least you remembered tonight." He grinned and slowly licked Nicobay's face, showing more than just his affection. When he finished he looked at his son. "Go inside and eat something. I'm going to need your help with these berries later."

Nicobay's face lit up. Berries meant good things were in store for that night. He went into his dad's house, leaving Skrien to speed up collecting his berries.

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After a big lunch of berries and fruit, Nicobay told his mother that Dad needed help with the berries he was collecting. He joined Skrien outside. The berries Skrien had collected were piled on top of a large leaf.

"You ready?" Skrien asked. He gestured to the side of the leaf opposite to him. "Grab that end and walk carefully. We're going to Chucks."

Skrien took his end of the leaf firmly in his mouth, and Nicobay did the same. Together, they gently lifted the berry pile, slowly at first so they could be sure the pile wouldn't tumble off or rip through the leaf, and began their slow walk to Skrien's neighbors'. The house wasn't farâ€"only thirty yards or soâ€"but the slow pace they walked made their trip last almost half an hour, and the fact that they couldn't talk or adjust their mouths made Nicobay's jaw uncomfortable. Worse still, whenever a single berry fell off the leaf, Skrien and Nicobay had to set it down, put it back on, and start again.

When they finally reached the house, they stood at the front door and gently set the leaf down. Nicobay used a vine to knock at the door. A few minutes passed, and the door was opened by a Shuckle, an odd turtle-looking Pokémon with a red shell.

"Nicobay! And Skrien! And berries!" Chuck exclaimed.

"Hi, Chuck!" Nicobay said. He hadn't seen the Shuckle for years.

Skrien smiled. "We brought something. Think you can juice all these in. . .an hour?" He gestured to the pile of berries.

Chuck looked at the pile. It was in his nature to love berries; not to mention that he was the best juicer in the forest. He sniffed the berries and examined them closely, like they were jewels to be appraised. He took two berries and chewed them slowly, gauging their ripeness.

Finally, he looked at Skrien and said "Your juice will be ready in 45 minutes." He took the leaf into his home without another word and shut the door.

Skrien chuckled. "Good old Chuck."

The two of them sat outside and patiently waited. Nobody knew how Chuck juiced berries, but damn, he was good. Most Shuckle took days on a single berry; Chuck took a pile and had it ready in three-quarters of an hour.

The juice these particular berries would make was special. Some Pokémon called it "Dopey Juice" for the way Pokémon acted when they had too much. Nicobay had once heard it called "wine" by a human who passing through the forest and stumbled upon a juice stash; Chuck was furious for weeks after that. In the right amounts, the stuff was very good for you; too much made you look like an idiot and made most non-steel type Pokémon sick. The berries they had collected wouldn't make enough juice to get them stupid and stumbling, but it would buzz them enough for what they had planned.

Nicobay looked at his father. His black fur shone in the sunlight, but it was in the moonlight when he was truly dazzling. He was coated in sweat from working all day, and was lying down to rest his legs. His long ears twitched a little every few seconds, disturbed by some noise Nicobay couldn't perceive. He looked at the sack resting between his hind legs and licked his lips.

Their special family night began several years ago. Nicobay and Malyabay had been caught experimenting with each other in their adolescent horniness, but instead of being punished, their parents had joined in the fun. It was a wild night, and they resolved to do it once every year. How fun it was to live in a family full of bisexuals!

But Nicobay had the most fun with his dad, and resolved every year to try and be on or under him the most. His father's strong legs would wrap around his waist, and his breathing would hasten as he would begin to push into Nicobay's eager vent. . .the thoughts began to coax Nicobay's member out of his sheathe, and he considered humping Skrien there in their neighbor's yard.

Before Nicobay could reach a decision, it was made for him: Chuck came out of the house, holding three wooden containers of the berry juice he had made. Nicobay was surprised to know 45 minutes had passedâ€"time flies when you're horny.

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Skrien rose up when Chuck came out of the house. The Shuckle smiled proudly, holding up three wooden containers.

"Your juice is ready," he announced. He set the containers on the ground near Skrien and Nicobay. "I kept one bottle for payment. Enjoy the drinks!" He gave a big smile and went back inside.

Skrien took one bottle in his mouth. He could smell the sweet juice under the lid of the container. Nicobay took the other two bottles in his vines, careful to not tip them and spill their contents.

Skrien looked at his son. It felt like it was only yesterday when the boy couldn't even stretch his vines past his nose, let alone carry things so delicately. Now he lived on his own, and soon his sister would leave, too, and then what? Life would be much more boring once that happened.

Nicobay looked at Skrien and started down the road. "You coming, dad?"

Skrien nodded with the cup still in his mouth. "Yeah, I'm right behind you," he mumbled.

They began their walk home, Nicobay in the lead and Skrien behind. They walked slowly, presumably for the drinks they carried. Nicobay had his short tail raised up high; he was teasing Skrien. He looked at the puckered hole that seemed to invite him in, and he smelled the strong aphrodisiac that Bayleef emitted when they were in sex mode. The smell assaulted Skrien's senses and caused an immediate and powerful erection. His throbbing hardon leaked prefluid with his every inhale. He saw between Nicobay's legs that he, too, was greatly aroused, his member fully exposed and hard as a rock.

Skrien looked at his son and decided he didn't want to wait. He set the cup of berry juice down on the ground and jumped onto Nicobay, surprising him and almost him to drop his own containers. Skrien went to work immediately, the force of his arousal surging through his body. His hair stood on end and Nicobay raised his rump in a silent beg for his father to mount him. Skrien positioned his member to touch on the same opening he had pushed through many times, and he slowly entered his son.

Nicobay gasped as Skrien began mounting him. He moved his vines, still holding the berry juice, and poured some on Skrien's head. Skrien lifted his chin and drank the flowing juice; it tasted sweet. Much of it soaked into his fur and dripped onto Nicobay's back. When he had finished, Nicobay drank the rest and cast the container aside, setting the other, full container down on the ground.

Now slightly buzzed from the juice, Skrien rammed his dick deeper into Nicobay. Pleasure racked his body with every movement, every gasp and moan from his son, every tightening of his tailhole on Skrien's hard shaft. He continued to press into his son, harder and faster with each passing moment. It wouldn't be long, now. . .

********

Nicobay's entire body quivered with his father's touch. His attract attack combined with his natural scents had worked; he had Skrien all to his lusty self. He moaned loudly as his ass was racked by his dad's penis. He could feel the Umbreon's balls beat against his rump as he took in every inch of the hard shaft protruding from his father.

Skrien was gasping and panting. Nicobay could smell sweat.

"Oh, oh yes, how's thâ€"ahâ€"you like that, don't you, bitch?" Skrien said. The only time he was vulgar was when he was mating, and Nicobay loved dirty talk.

"Mmm, yeah, daddy, fuck me harder!" He said. He pushed his rear back, trying to fit more into him. He stretched his vines out and pushed both of them into his father's hot sweaty butt. Skrien stopped just long enough to gasp as the vines pushed in him, and then he resumed his mission, humping Nicobay harder than before, with Nicobay's vines inside him and rubbing his prostate.

Nicobay released several bursts of sugary water into Skrien's ass through his vines, to simulate an orgasm. This was actually slightly dangerous, as he needed that stuff to keep his energy up, but he didn't release much; just enough to lubricate Skrien's insides, allowing Nicobay to penetrate him further while his dad continued his slamfucking.

"Oh, fuck yeah, you know you love that, don't you, dad!"

"Mph, goddamnit, that feels good! More!"

Nicobay obliged.

********

Skrien nearly screamed in pleasure when he felt his son's vines fill his ass with warm liquid. He felt his son move the vines in a pumping motion, and it felt just like someone was ejaculating in him. He could feel his orgasm slowly creep up on him, traveling up his legs and down his spine, racking every muscle in his body on its trip to his cock. He pumped harder.

"Mph, I'm gonna cum! Ready to be filled, slut?"

Nicobay tightened his rear muscles in response, an emphatic "Dear God, yes!" that spoke louder than most words. The vines deep inside Skrien moved and throbbed wildly against his inner walls, stretching his tailhole and banging his prostate. When he felt the spasms of orgasm he tilted his head back and arched his back, growling and moaning, until his surge escaped him and flooded his son with his semen. His body rocked with every throb of his penis, and he continued to thrust until his testicles were empty.

As his cock-spasms faded away, he pulled his limping member out of Nicobay and immediately pushed him over onto his side, yanking the vines out of his ass, and rolled him onto his back. Nicobay's large memberâ€"larger than his own, evenâ€"was fully exposed.

********

Nicobay gasped and moaned wildly as his father went to work on his dick, licking and sucking like a wild beast. Precum flowed freely from the tip, and Skrien drank it up, slathering the fluid all over his face and Nicobay's throbbing shaft.

Skrien was between Nicobay's hind legs, and he was rubbing his torso on Nicobay's balls as he sucked loudly. He put his lips on the very tip and sucked the fluids out of the hole, sending pleasure through Nicobay's body. His dad was doing everything to his cock, and he loved it.

"Yeah, take a good drink! How's it taste, cocksucker?"

********

Nicobay's precum tasted sweet. It was because he was a grass-type, of course, but Skrien could never avoid a feeling of surprise when he tasted his son's fluids and found them to be sweet instead of salty. He lapped at the big dick in front of him, sucking at it and licking its entire length. He took the tip in his mouth and moved it in as far as it would go, and began to bob his head. Nicobay was gasping at this point, his head moving from side to side and gritting his teeth in pure ecstasy. Skrien pushed his torso against Nicobay's balls to encourage his son's release, and he felt himself becoming hard again in the process. He would orgasm again very soon if this kept up.

********

Nicobay could feel his semen rush through him like a rocket. It jet out of his cock and into his father's waiting throat. Skrien let go of the pulsing member, sending jets of cum freely into the air and back down onto Nicobay's chest and Skrien's back and face. Nicobay pumped his torso into the air as he continued to release his warm essence all over himself and his lover, relishing the feeling of orgasm spread throughout his body.

When his full releases turned into small ripples, he felt spurts of warmth splash onto him: his father was cumming again, all over Nicobay's balls and lower half. Skrien's cum-soaked mouth was agape in a silent howl of pleasure. When he had finished, he collapsed onto Nicobay's chest.

The two of them lay there for a while, breathing deeply of each other's scent. When Skrien regained his strength, he got off Nicobay and the two of them cleaned each other with their tongues. Nicobay learned something that day: cum-soaked Umbreon fur was very nasty.

When he stopped spitting up black hair, Umbreon went to the remaining containers of juice.

Nicobay picked them both up and they started back home.

"Mom and Maly won't be happy that we started without them," he said.

"We'll just have to make it up to them," Skrien said with a wink. His tail was raised up high behind him.

"What about the juice?"

"Eh, we had ours. We'll give them the rest: one bottle for your mother, and one for Maly."

Nicobay grimaced. Maly was wild when she had too much of this juice.

Skrien laughed. "Well, maybe half for Maly. We'll take the rest."

Skrien winked at Nicobay when they reached the door to their house. The sun was setting, and the rest of the family was probably eager to have some fun, if not worried about their suspiciously long absence. They went inside.