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Alex, much to the disappointment he'd never acknowledge, woke then next morning of his own volition. Essie asked him to stop by the pokemon center with Zoroark to pick up a package for her, and he had expected Zoroark to take make every excuse to impose her own agenda onto the task. But she didn't make an appearance in the time it took for Alex to calm himself down enough to walk to the bathroom without having to cover himself.

Nor was she waiting for him when he got out of the shower, or in the kitchen where Essie's reminder note waited as he poured himself a bowl of cereal, or as he grew hard again thinking about her while he ate. He moped around the kitchen a little longer after he finished before returning to his room.

Of course Zoroark sprawled idly atop his unmade bed, one arm over her head to hanging over the edge, her legs spread towards him to tease a view between shapely thighs and the way her hips flowed into a slim belly.

"Ready to escort me?" she asked.

"Mhmm," he responded absentmindedly, too drawn in by her beauty and the distracting tightness of his pants. Zoroark didn't stir however, a grin baring her fangs. She raised a toned leg, silky gray fur rippling like smoke curling around her limbs, red claws extended towards him, beckoning.

Alex couldn't help himself. He approached, running both hands along her muscular calf, continuing up her thigh when she didn't dissuade him, fingers trembling as he approached her hip. The edge of the bed caused him to stumble. Cool blue eyes watched him expectantly. Alex didn't think twice before climbing onto the bed and falling between her thighs which spread graciously before him.

"Maybe Essie should make me a trainer," Zoroark mused. "I think I'm good at it."

Alex didn't want to think about how smitten he'd grown with his sister's pokemon, the way she made him want to devote his every moment to her. So to prevent him from having to think, he eagerly kissed Zoroark's plump lips with the ferocity of raging desire that burned in his gut.

Zoroark sighed, letting a heavy paw fall across his back, and relaxed. She tasted clean and warm, her flesh an intoxicating mix of plush invitation and crushing heat. Her thigh gave Alex a soft place to rest his cheek while he tended her, his tongue lapping her outer lips before searching inward.

Despite their positions, it was Alex who whimpered, his fingers gripping her hips, warmth of her body setting a flush through his cheeks, thoughts growing airy. His own hips twitched, underwear painfully tight. There was nothing he wanted more in the world than her in that moment.

Zoroark's voice felt a silky caress, relaxed and pleased. "I wonder if I could convince Essie to bring you along." Her foot-paw stroked his back "Pokemon don't wear clothes, so if I'm your trainer I don't think you would have to." A soft rumbling purr ran through her body. "It's not like you're very big. I don't think anyone would notice.

"But if I'm a trainer would that mean I need to wear clothes?" Zoroark harrumphed. "Essie doesn't like humans not wearing clothes either." Her claws twitched against his back. "I could decide what you wear. That might be fun."

Alex blushed harder, the way she spoke about him sending a confusing storm of embarrassment and excitement and – and she wanted him around? Her pussy clenched around his tongue as it found the sensitive bead within. And judging by how wet she'd grown, she had indeed trained him well.

He had some idea of what life with her would entail, face cradled increasingly tight between her thighs. But follow around like a pokemon? That didn't really make sense. Lost in thought, he continued to gently caress her clit, barely noticing the growing ache in his jaw and simply enjoying the way she quivered against him, claws on his back nearly painful, the lips of her sex silken soft.

Zoraork let out a gasping growl, grabbing the back of Alex's head in a tight grip and rolled her hips fiercely against his face. Alex hadn't realized how close he'd brought her until her pussy contracted to the powerful rhythm of her climax. Instead of fighting against her, he simply kissed her outer lips and nuzzled against her pelvis as she rode out her orgasm.

Without warning, Zoroark pulled his hair, forcing him upwards, and- Alex grunted, back slamming against the mattress, Zoroark crouching over him in one graceful motion, claws still tangled in his hair. A wild look gleamed in her large blue eyes, panting breath hot against his face, fangs nearly grazing his nose. Alex didn't breathe, a truly wild thing kneeling atop him, but just as quick as it happened, her fierce blue stare snapped back to focus, snarl becoming smile.

"Very good job, pup." Zoroark took a moment to lick his lips and chin, clearly enjoying the taste of herself, tongue tacky against his skin. "Now, let's go."

She hopped off the bed and head towards the door. It took Alex slightly longer to pull himself up into a seated position. He rearranged the front of his pants in search of comfort. Alex cleared his throat but his voice still whined. "But what about-" The instinct to cover his obvious arousal warred with desire. Even now the thought of stating what he wanted so explicitly gave him pause.

Zoroark watched him with knowing eyes. "Come, you don't want to get left behind."

A few minutes later, Alex locked the door behind them. His balls ached. He scampered along behind Zoroark, the sight of her swaying hips leaving him hoping to catch a glimpse between alluring curves and the fiery flow of her mane. The knowledge that she wore nothing but fur threatened to unravel the concentration it took to keep his erection mostly at bay.

Even at their lazy pace, it only took about ten minutes to reach the nearby pokemon center. A steady stream of trainers and pokemon filtered in and out the wide glass doors, and despite Zoroark's beauty, few others paid them any notice.

Zoroark, still leading the way, entered and quickly moved out of the main throng of people, clearly in no rush to complete their task. Essie sent him to keep Zoroark in check, but with the task now at hand, he wondered if Essie sent someone woefully under-qualified.

Zoroark's gaze roamed the large atrium, a mix of waiting room and food court with a handful of other shops mixed in. Zoroark's blue eyes lingered on a lone Lucario sitting in the chairs along the far wall. She set off towards her target, leaving Alex to nervously scramble after her.

"My my, aren't you a well behaved little thing," Zoroark said, her voice suspiciously friendly. "Where's your trainer?"

Lucario sat meekly, tail curled up into her lap with her paws primly laid on top. "Oh, thank you." Lucario arched her neck to look up at Zoroark. "She should return soon." Lucario's red eyes turned towards Alex. "Are you a trainer as well?"

Zoroark waved her question away before Alex had the chance to reply. "He has a little problem he needs help with." The false concern in Zoroark's tone didn't match the wicked curl of her lips, fangs glinting in the early afternoon sunlight. "Then I saw you, such a good girl waiting so patiently. I bet you could give him a hand." Zoroark scratched the underside of her chin in idle thought.

"You know, I've heard your kind find it unpleasant to be in such crowds. So much emotion buzzing around." Zoroark loomed over the seated Lucario, further emphasizing their size difference. She sniffed at Lucario, and Lucario wilted, ears flattening against her skull. "So much desire these humans always keeping pent up and their neglected pokemon." Their eyes locked, Lucario gripping her tail tightly.

Zoroark stood up straight. "But I think we could help each other out! You wouldn't leave a poor human in need, would you?"

Lucario squirmed, large eyes flicking to Alex and back. "I don't think my trainer would- She'll be back any moment."

"Better hurry up then." Zoroark stepped back, giving Lucario room to stand.

"But she'll notice me missing," Lucario whined

"We wouldn't have to go anywhere." Zoroark spread her arms. "I'll make sure no one sees." All the other humans and pokemon disappeared and reappeared in the span of a few seconds. "No one will ever know." The two pokemon stared at each other, Zoroark grinning broadly, Lucario fidgeting with the tip of her tail.

Lucario spoke in a small voice. "But he's a human."

Only then did it start to dawn on Alex what Zoroark was talking about. He tried to speak up but Zoroark quickly cut him off once again.

"So there's nothing to worry about." Zoroark crooked a finger. To both Alex, and from the look on her face, Lucario's surprise, she slowly stood up, large red eyes swiveling to study Alex.

He blushed furiously. "Um, Zoroark, I'm not really sure this is a good idea. Maybe-"

Zoroark made a disappointed noise. "Are you really going to reject her offer? I know you're quick. It shouldn't be a problem to finish before her trainer returns, right? Remember illusions can only do so much."

Illusions could only do so much. Whether anyone could see them or not, large crowds of people milled about the pokemon center, and the glass window spanning the entire wall behind them looked right out onto the sidewalk, an endless stream of people strolling past less than a few feet away.

Lucario whined softly but turned, placed her paws on the seat before her and raised her tail high, shoulders hunched. She had a small, well toned rump covered in short blue fur that glimmered in the sunlight.

"Well, pup." Zoroark turned to Alex. "What are you waiting for?"

Lucario stood less than four feet tall, leaving Alex looking down upon her lean muscular body, but the way she pushed out her butt let him see a hint of stark black between her legs, tail straining towards the ceiling. She faced forward, but turned just enough to glance back before snapping her eyes forward once again. Essie's pokemon was one thing. Zoroark practically didn't give him a choice, but this Lucario? Her hips wiggled. Nerves or was she trying to entice him? Part of him needed no encouragement, but his fingers hesitated near the waist of his shorts.

Zoroark stepped behind him. "Well? Are you unsure how to read pokemon body language, or maybe you want her trainer to catch you?" Her claws slipped beneath the waistband of his shorts and slid them downwards, letting his erection bounce free.

Panic lanced up into his gut, once again sending a confusing surge of signals to his brain. Was it fear or excitement, his body exposed to the indifferent strangers on the other side of the window. It took all his will to not cover himself with his hands, eyes scanning each face for a look of anger or disgust.

"Now hurry up before her trainer ruins your fun." Zoroark slapped him on the butt, sending him stumbling into Lucario's presented rear.

Trying not to look around to see if anyone watched what was happening at the back of the crowded pokemon center, Alex felt Lucario's sleek fur, his hands exploring her hips, feeling tension ripple through her at his touch.

"Y-You're okay with this?" he asked awkwardly. Lucario shivered but nodded, whimpering softly.

"J-Just hurry up, okay?" Her voice sounded so small, barely audible over the background noise. "My trainer can't-" She didn't finish the thought, but pressed backwards, her taut rump butting against his hips, cock poking between her thighs. They both gasped at the unexpected contact.

Alex held her tight, a white knuckled grip on her lithe torso, and he brought their bodies together once more, her lips plump and raised from her body like Zoroark's. A wet heat remained on his skin where he brushed against her before quickly cooling, beckoning him back.

He couldn't deny their perfectly apparent desires any longer. Alex lined himself up against her lips, carefully letting his tip sink in, searching for the path of least resistance, slowly, until he was sure she wouldn't let him slip free. She was so tight. Alex leaned down, letting his chest rest against her shoulders, then thrust.

Something inside her resisted him, but Alex let his weight carry him into her increasingly tight depths, stopping only when his hips couldn't press any harder into her firm rump. Lucario's whine reverberated through her entire body, her walls vibrating around Alex's length.

Alex nuzzled the back of her head between her ears, trying to muffle a gasp of his own. "You feel so good." His legs barely wanted to support him, and Alex let Lucario bear more of his weight. For a moment he simply rest there, fully hilted in Lucario's small body, able to feel her heartbeat throb against his twitching shaft.

Zoroark took a set in the chair next to the one they were bent over. She gave Alex a wink before cupping Lucario's chin with blood red claws. "Isn't that better?" she cooed.

Alex knew he wouldn't last long. Given a bit more time, he likely could have gotten off simply holding himself within Lucario's pussy, the way it convulsed around him, the sheer power of her inner muscles and crushing heat embracing him. But he wanted the full experience, he wanted to mate her, and he wanted her to enjoy it as well.

Alex struggled to free himself from her clutches, but he slowly managed to withdraw from her lips. He marveled, glancing down to see her sex cling to his length, a sliver of her pink insides pulled out with his cock before he sank back in. Lucario mewled happily.

"Don't worry, it won't take him long to leave you with pups." Zoroark leaned in and licked Lucario's muzzle affectionately. "It must be hard, always around so many pent up humans, surrounded by their desires and never given release."

Zoroark's words ratcheted Lucario's insides tighter and tighter. He barely listened, focusing instead on lasting just a few moments longer, not wanting to give up his claim on Lucario. Not yet.

"Shame." Zoroark stroked the underside of Lucario's chin between licks. "I bet she doesn't even let the incompatible males breed you, does she? And you're too good to beg for it, wouldn't want to embarrass your dear trainer, isn't that right?"

Alex let his hands slip lower, holding her belly, helping to pull himself into her sex, grinding his pelvis against her plump lips, marveling at how they dragged at his skin despite her wetness, nearly refusing to let go. He panted into the back of her neck, fur leaping between his lips as he sucked in air.

Zoroark chuckled. "You aren't going to last very long either, good girl." Zoroark caressed Lucario's throat and brought her muzzle close to Alex's ear instead, whispering. "Bite her. Hard."

Alex didn't think, didn't have the presence of mind to. He obeyed. His head turned to take the side of her delicate throat between his jaws and let his teeth sink into her tough hide. Lucario's body clenched, back arching, her hips curving into his powerful thrust, offering as much of herself as he could take. Her mouth opened in a silent cry.

Lucario came. He knew instantly, the way her walls collapsed around his shaft. Even had he wanted, he couldn't pull out. Her body held him in her depths, muscles spasming in concert, letting him feel as if he still rut her tight sex even though his hips ground against her clenching rump.

Alex hugged her tight, holding her throat between his teeth, and gave in. Her insides conformed to him, let him feel every pulse he forced into her, his cock straining against her insides but unwilling to leave her unfulfilled. His knees gave out along with Lucario's arms, his weight pressing her face into the chair, the new angle allowing his seed to pool at the entrance of her womb, not letting a drop spill free.

Pleasure sapped the strength from Alex's limbs, all the energy remaining to him spent endlessly emptying himself between Lucario's thighs. He couldn't remember cumming so much in his life, her tight sex eagerly drinking everything he had to offer, desperately milking him. His jaws released her neck, and he let himself rest, cheek against the side of her muzzle. She panted as well, her breath misting the pleather upholstery.

Should he kiss her? His fingers lazily caressed her belly, the hard muscle shivering beneath his touch. Eventually, fully spent, he felt himself growing soft, allowing Lucario to squeeze him free of her body, tight lips sealing his seed in behind his retreating cock, at least for now. Reluctantly, Alex clambered off her, wobbling to his feet. Only then did the realization of how he'd spent the last few minutes with his bare ass displayed to the entire pokemon center. Illusion or not, his cheeks burned.

"Isn't that better?" Zoroark asked, petting Lucario's head.

"Mhmm." Lucario happily let Zoroark pet her until she mustered the energy to clamber back to her feet.

"Not bad, pup." Zoroark watched hungrily as Alex pulled his shorts over his glistening wet dick. "Now we should probably be on our way. We don't want to be around when that poor Lucario has to explain whose cum is dripping down her ankles."

Lucario froze. "W-Wait- You said your illusion would-"

"Only exist while I'm nearby," Zoroark finished for her. "Be a good girl and try not to leave a trail as you walk. At least the humans won't smell the sex on you like every other pokemon will, but they certainly won't miss that. They probably won't appreciate the mess either." Zoroark scanned the crowd, picking up on a girl wearing a dark skirt that fell to mid-calf and a cutesy pink backpack. "I imagine such a proper trainer would be mortified dragging you out of here. Probably that one, right?" A long red claw pointed towards the young trainer heading in their direction.

Zoroark waved amiably over her shoulder and started off towards the counter where Essie's package waited. Alex blushed furiously, an insufficient apology dying in his throat, and let Zoroark drag him away, leaving a horrified Lucario staring slack-jawed after them.