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It was just the getaway Cooper needed. Off into the wild, away from civilization, nothing but the sun shining on them and the wind blowing through the trees, waters streaming by. No one around but him and his immensely furry boyfriend, who was at least as eager, if not more, for a chance at some solitude and distance from society.

Such was a nice thing when you hit a rough patch with the rest of the world.

The camping trip was something Cooper and Zephiel had talked about over their now nine months together, just the two of them in a nice secluded spot, enjoying nature and each other. They hadn't anticipated it happening for a while, though, mainly because of Cooper's job - he had a regular work position at a finance office, and it was busy, not typically giving him a lot of spare time to just do stuff. Not work that Cooper was terribly in love with, but it paid well enough and wasn't so onerous that he wished for release. There wasn't much else he could do with his degree, he doubted his minor in psychology would get him anything and he wasn't keen on going back to school for something else, so he tolerated it.

For the time being, though, there was no more tolerating to be doing. The office had been bought out by a larger firm, and while most of the employees had kept their jobs, Cooper had not. It was a rather painful blow, as apparently the boss that had more often than not praised his work had deemed him expendable - most likely, in Cooper's mind, because the actual weak link of the team he was on was related to said boss. He'd gotten severance, but the circumstances had left him quite frustrated...he had to start up a new job search, and while he was reasonably confident he could find something with his experience, there was no guarantee he was going to find it as tolerable, convenient, or lucrative.

Other matters hadn't helped, either - namely, Zephiel almost being kicked out of his building because of a complaining tenant making things up because he didn't like the 'fire freak' living there. Zeph had actually gotten an eviction notice, and had been in a real lather for a bit until Cooper had taken him to the landlord to challenge it. The accuser's story had rapidly disintegrated - just another hot-blooded bigot without a brain who didn't have the wits to withstand pressure - but it had Zeph on edge still, wondering if anyone else thought the same way and was looking for any reason to get him out of their lives. Cooper knew it had to hurt - Zeph seemed to be almost excessively nice to people most of the time, he knew the morph wanted to be liked and to have friends, and found both of those in short supply in his current state, though it was getting better in some places like the gym. Cooper had gotten to be extra protective of him, which was an odd thing to think of when the person he was protecting dwarfed him by two feet and a hundred pounds and could breathe fire.

All things told, a break from people seemed like a good idea. And Cooper could afford to hold off on starting the job search for a little bit thanks to severance and a fairly decent savings, so it was basically the best opportunity they'd get for a long time. Plans had been made eagerly, and then almost thrown in the wringer when Zeph's doctors had balked. The morph was in twice a week for examination, and they had raised the objection that the extended stint would interrupt those regular check-ups. It had taken a bit of heated discussion for the two to finally convince them that it was highly unlikely for something new and urgently problematic to happen after four years of stability, and with the promise that the regular routine would restart when they returned, they had their clearance.

Now, they were a two-hour walk away from Cooper's car, which itself was a three-hour drive from the city and probably close to an hour from the closest actual town, not counting little podunks. And how thankful they were for that little bit of peace. The weather was good, warm but not stifling, with the forecast calling for more of the same. With just the two of them, they had more than enough supplies to last them a full ten days, and they were planning on spending at least that long out there, if not a little more.

“I can hear water!" Zeph sounded particularly eager about that pronouncement. “We're almost there!"

“I hope you don't mind if I say 'about time,'" replied Cooper a bit breathlessly. “You seriously used to come out this far on camping trips?"

“We only came out THIS far one time, but it's honestly the best camping place I can remember. Lots of places to explore, very peaceful, you can swim in the stream, and you really get that feeling of getting away! I tried to get my parents to take me back, but they weren't all that keen on all the time it took to get here."

“I can't say I blame them entirely. But I'm sure it'll be worth it." Cooper wasn't particularly experienced with camping, but Zeph was - in his youth, before his transformation, his family went out multiple times annually to different locations all around. He'd mostly let the Arcanine morph take the lead on planning and such, figuring he probably had a better sense of what they would need and how things would go...it seemed to be good for Zeph, too, Cooper felt like his boyfriend had a sense that too much was out of his control and doing something he had full say over seemed to brighten him up.

“Yeah, and I think since they had to wrangle more than just two people, it was probably a lot more work for them. They liked to keep things as simple as possible on those trips to keep anything from going wrong - not that things didn't sometimes go wrong anyway, but you can't always predict what's going to happen."

“Tell me about it. That's why we're out here instead of at the MSC. Have you heard anything more about Percy?"

“I wish. They say he's still on suicide watch…" Zeph shook his head. “I wish I knew what was up with him…"

Cooper wished he knew, too. They had finally been given permission for a visit to the MSC - the Morphic Study Center, the Akhenaton complex where morphs like Zephiel were studied - and they had been planning to go there and then do the camping trip. Then they'd gotten a call saying that it was indefinitely postponed - Percy, a Taillow morph, had attempted suicide, and things had gone kind of crazy there, so they needed to try to get things in order before an outside human could be allowed in. Zephiel had seemed very shaken by hearing that, and Cooper could hardly blame him.

“Have they figured out why he's so...well, tormented?"

“No. They've been trying, but they sound so frustrated...he doesn't talk to them, so they can't get any feedback. They say they've been trying things to help him accept his change and it's not helping."

“I remember you saying once you thought something was keeping him from talking?"

“Well, I think it's possible that whatever changed him might have...made it impossible for him to speak. Maybe damaged his brain or given him vocal cords that didn't work right. But...I don't know. He doesn't write, he won't learn sign language. He's not communicating in any way...that doesn't seem like something as simple as being unable to talk."

“Jeez...as if a sudden total transformation wasn't rough enough. Well, I hope they figure out what's going on before it's too late. And I hope we get to go there soon."

“Same here, it's not the same using a tablet. Ooh, here we are!" Zeph pushed through another tree branch to reveal a very small open patch next to a flowing stream. It wasn't a large spot by any means, but for two people it was enough space to set everything up. There was a lot of greenery and some colorful flowers around, and a bit of a view over the cliffs, though that view was mostly of more forest. The sense of seclusion was incredible, though, and left little doubt in Cooper's mind about why Zeph liked it.

“Wow...this is a nice place."

“Didn't I tell ya? It's great! Nothing to worry about but the two of us, no one to get on our cases about anything, nothing to do but relax, explore, and enjoy ourselves! Let's get this tent set up so we can start doing that!"

“Agreed!"

---

The setup didn't take too long - it wasn't like they had too much to do. One tent was up quickly with two people working on it, and most of the rest of what they had was staying in their packs until they needed it. Already Cooper was seeing why Zeph had said not to go overboard with packing food or water - there was plenty of both nearby, they could feast if they wanted to. It would almost be like if he'd been traveling around with a Pokémon like trainers did...though, some of them could be away from civilization for months on end, and that Cooper doubted he was good for.

Before they knew it, they were all settled in. And Zeph was all too eager to get rid of more than just the pack, as he dropped his shorts like there were hornets buzzing in them, kicking them aside and stretching as he finally found himself in nothing but bare fur. “Goddamn, it's so good to be away from anyone who cares about that…"

Cooper couldn't help but let out a bit of a laugh. It hardly came as a surprise to him - Zeph had made clear that clothes weren't particularly comfortable for him or other morphs. Part of it was that it simply wasn't really made for them, and modifications only helped to a degree. They tended to wear shorts purely for the sake of people around them not being scandalized and finding them savage, but it was not exactly a secret that Zeph preferred nothing. And out here, the only person around was Cooper, who was more than happy to get an eyeful of his boyfriend au natural. And even if he wasn't bothered by covering up, there was no way he wasn't going to return the favor.

As he finished undressing, he heard a splash nearby. To his surprise, Zeph had plunged into the stream and was swimming around in it a bit. Not what he expected given that the Arcanine morph avoided the gym pool like it was diseased...he'd figured that it was because Fire-types and water didn't exactly get along. Now he had to wonder if he was mistaken about that…

Zephiel wasn't in the water too long, just a couple minutes of splashing around before he pulled himself out, heaving a bit. His wet fur was heavy and clung to him in mats as it dripped all over. Cooper couldn't help but grin, and Zeph spotted that immediately. “Not one word."

“You can't stop me from thinking it."

“No, I can't, but I can swat you if your mouth expresses those thoughts!"

“My tongue is an innocent angel until it starts slurping your spicy tailhole. I thought you didn't like the water?"

Zeph shook a bit, though it was far from the wild feral Arcanine carpet-bombing that could have been. “I don't hate the water...just my body isn't a fan of it. I don't really get cold, exactly, but it saps my energy REALLY quickly. Sometimes, though, that gives me a really good nap to help me recharge, as well as making me feel fresher after a good workout."

“Hm. But you never do it at the gym…"

“You kidding me? Wet dog is bad enough, but chlorine is AWFUL. You'll never see me swimming in a regular pool unless it's to save someone from drowning."

“Fair enough. I don't suspect I'll be seeing you swim around that much, then, since we're here to relax."

Zephiel snickered. “Maybe after a few rounds of rutting, I'll have had enough of a workout."

“Me too," replied Cooper sassily. “I dare say you might wear me out long before you run out of steam."

“I have an endless well of steam, without question. But I think I need to charge up before I have my go, despite how deliciously tempting you look. A nice nap in the sun oughta get me properly primed for you."

“You'd best be ready to go all out on me, then."

“I'd say don't tempt me but I think that'd fall on deaf ears." Zeph laid back on the grass and stretched out. “Mrrr...that sun feels so good…"

Cooper decided to plop himself next to Zeph, watching as the Arcanine morph quickly sank into a peaceful slumber. The slow rise and fall of his chest was almost hypnotic, and gave Cooper a nice warm fuzzy feeling...maybe just a memory of what it was like to sleep in Zeph's arms. That was something he was looking forward to as well, they'd have many nights in the tent, maybe even out in the open air if the weather was right. Technically that was something they could do any night, but somehow this felt more special.

His eyes were drawn downwards to Zeph's bulky sheath and nice heavy sack...it was hard not to be drawn to them, they were big enough to have their own gravitational pull, or so Cooper liked to joke. It would be fun getting to see them so often, they usually only had limited time to get together thanks to his former job...he wouldn't mind making up for lost time. In fact, part of him was tempted to start the teasing now, see if he could get Zephiel a head start on the horniness while he slept, so that he'd be nice and primed by the time he woke up. It was something he'd done before, albeit in bed when he woke up before Zeph in the morning, and almost always led to a nice fun time as soon as Zeph had roused…

Just as he was starting to shift closer to the unaware morph, though, he spotted something out of the corner of his eye. He looked up just in time so see something disappearing into the bushes. He'd only caught a fleeting glimpse of it, but…

Was...was that Uxie?

Thoughts of toying with Zeph were put to the side - fun as that would be, it wasn't every day you had the chance to see a legendary avatar. Especially if you lived in the city, where precious few of them liked to hang around. Instead, Cooper rose up and started off in the direction he'd seen Uxie travel, hoping that he'd have a chance to see it more clearly. It probably wouldn't lead to anything, he wasn't trying to capture it nor did he have a camera, but it was an experience all the same.

Although he couldn't see it, he had this odd sense that he could feel its presence nearby. He used that as a magnet to draw him, stepping carefully through the brush to keep his feet from harm. He didn't want to go too far, getting lost wasn't a terribly good idea, but he figured as long as he could find the stream he could probably find their campsite, and Zeph could easily track him with his powerful canine nose if worse came to worse. So he wasn't too fearful, letting himself be drawn to the unorthodox presence.

And then, before he could catch a glimpse of it, he felt that presence vanish. Cooper felt a mild disappointment come over him...he would have liked a little clearer look. He was certain it was Uxie, but he didn't even have a good mental picture from the brief sighting...well, maybe if they hung around long enough, he'd have another chance. Surely it wasn't just happenstance, if Uxie was around it was around for a reason and it was certainly possible that reason wasn't yet fulfilled.

He turned around and had just started walking when something swung down in front of his face. He yelped a bit and stumbled backwards, and then froze - not voluntarily - as the Arbok's glowing eyes rendered him paralyzed. He collapsed onto his back, his body numb and buzzing and mostly unresponsive, whatever movements he could make were slight and required a lot of effort. The Arbok hissed at him from the tree...why was an Arbok in a tree?

Cooper's question was answered a moment later as the Arbok suddenly became not an Arbok. The form dissolved and reverted to a pink blob that plopped down from the tree and made its way over to him. “Hehehehe...I always know the best bait, no human can resist a legendary…"

Shit. He hadn't suspected a deception...and now he was completely helpless to whatever the Ditto wanted to do. And he had a rather stark example of what a nasty Ditto could do not that far away through the trees…

Any effort to break the paralysis was fruitless, though, and he could only halfway watch as the blob climbed up onto his body and plopped itself down onto his groin. Quickly he felt an intense suction and almost burn around his groin, which suddenly became much more sensitive. He tried to cry out, but nothing could come from him except slurred moans as his cock was forcibly stimulated. Something else was happening, but he couldn't really figure out what, just that something didn't feel right.

“Heh heh heh…" That weird voice didn't seem like it was supposed to be capable of sounding menacing, and yet it sounded INCREDIBLY menacing. “Perfect victim at the perfect time...oh, I'm gonna have fun with you…"

“Wha...wha'ya mean?" Cooper's mouth wasn't working totally right, and that was a problem for him, he couldn't get loud enough to call for Zephiel through the canine's sleep.

“You'll see...heh, maybe more right to say you'll FEEL." The Ditto was undulating up and down, but that motion was only a fraction of what Cooper was feeling in his groin. Something was hot there, the strange feeling was spreading, and he was about to climax faster than he thought he should be able to. He wanted to try to hold it back, not give the Ditto what it was clearly after (at least in part), but his uncooperative body failed to resist, and before he knew it he was shooting his wad into that translucent pink form...a load that was disappearing almost as soon as it appeared as a cloudy mass within it.

“Yessss...give me your inferior genetic material, human…"

“Nnagh? Inf...erior...what?"

“Vastly," cackled the Ditto. “Human genetic material isn't anywhere near the quality of Pokémon genetic material...not even remotely as malleable or adaptable, certainly not as 'nutritious' to us. But like any proper being, sometimes a treat devoid of benefit can be tasty to us."

Cooper was hardly in any mood to discuss the culinary preferences of the renegade Ditto. Especially since something had wormed its way down his urethra after his climax had ceased...it hadn't been anywhere near the most satisfying orgasm he'd ever had, too quick, too brutally forced, and his paralyzed body couldn't respond to it properly. And now he was feeling a generalized heat and discomfort in his groin and midsection, as well as a return of the numbness outside of that lone sensation. Something was definitely happening to him, what he couldn't tell. “G...gedoff…"

“Oh, human wants to tell me what to do? Hah, fat chance, I'M in charge here. Pathetic creatures who only see us as breeding tools, don't let us realize our true potential...I'm gonna show you I'm a whole lot more than just your Daycare bitch."

“Ngh...mna...even...a trainer…"

“Doesn't matter, you're a human, that's good enough for me. You'll be a good example not to cross us. Hee hee hee, it's so fun showing humans that we can be in charge, and they can't do anything about it."

Cooper didn't try to speak up any further - it was clearly a futile exercise. The Ditto had an axe to grind, and he was the unlucky grindstone, even if he could speak more freely there was no getting him to relent. And he was starting to feel the creature intrude on his body in a foreign way...whatever he was doing was going to be more than a trivial alteration. Fear was starting to eat at him, he remembered Zephiel going into some grisly detail about his body's failure before the Fire Stone stabilized him...was he in danger of the same thing?

Eventually, after what felt like forever, the Ditto pulled away from him and slid off of him. Cooper arched his head with extreme effort, and what was changed was pretty obvious right off the bat - his cock and balls were entirely gone, replaced by something he had only seen pictures of before and never been entirely interested in. “Wha...wha…"

“Now that's more like it," warbled the Ditto gleefully. “You don't need that inferior genetic material anyway. Hm, maybe you'll get to find out if YOU'RE a good breeding bitch! I'm sure there'll be a Pokémon or two drawn here by the scent of your h-" The Ditto didn't finish, quickly rolling out of the way as a jet of flame blasted at it. It quickly transformed into a Jolteon as it scrambled to face down a very angry Arcanine morph. “Rude! I was gloating!"

Zeph didn't respond, the fiery fury in his eyes was clearly not something in the mood for banter. The Ditto-Jolteon picked up on this just in time to dash out of the way of another belch of flame, and then scampered off into the forest, making too much haste for another attack to potentially connect.

“Fucking psycho blob!" cursed Zeph, before turning down to check on Cooper. He scowled as he rather quickly figured out what it had done to the human. “Shit. This isn't good. You're paralyzed, aren't you?" Nodding required a lot of effort, but Zeph picked up on it instantly. “I saw Cheri Berries just a hop from here. Give me twenty seconds."

Cooper didn't really have many options. He spent the seconds trying to calm himself down, to not let the panic overwhelm him...the situation wasn't great, they were a long ways away from any place he could get treated at. How long did he have, if he was going to have same issue Zeph had?

He didn't get long to think on that as Zeph raced back to him, popping the Cheri Berry in his mouth almost before he was ready. Fortunately, he could move enough to chew and swallow, and within a minute he had the feeling back in his body...a bit weary, but able to move around like normal. He sat up, groaning. “Thanks..."

“Of course. I'm sorry I didn't wake up sooner...little fucking blob wasn't loud enough. Come on, we need to get back to the site." Zeph helped Cooper to his feet and halfway-dragged him back towards the campsite, Cooper struggling to keep up. If the Arcanine was this worried…

“Can't believe there was one out here...they're not supposed to be, this isn't one of their native territories. Wonder if it was an escapee...gonna have to talk to the Major Incidents Unit, they're gonna have to go on the hunt for another scoundrel. And figure out getting you back right, before it's too late…"

“T-too late? Am I…am I gonna die?"

“What? Oh, no, no no! Jeez, I'm sorry!" Zeph slowed down and eventually stopped, trying to focus more on reassuring Cooper now. “Fuck, you probably thought you were gonna have that...falling-apart-completely thing going on that I almost did…no, it's nothing THAT dire, thankfully."

“Ah...how do...how do you know?"

“I studied this stuff a while back to try to learn more about it. Wanted to see if I could get in front of any possible side effects I might come across from what happened to me. The thing that that Ditto did to me and that Growlithe was unusual, it was meant to make us suffer. It intentionally did a bad transformation to us. This one just changed part of your body, and it wasn't...well, in the grand scheme it wasn't as drastic a change, so even if it got unstable, it would probably just go back to base state...though, that's probably not going to happen, since it got finished."

That wasn't exactly the best thing to hear, but at least the rest of what Zeph said allowed him to relax a bit. At least it wasn't life-threatening...life-changing, though, was still on the table. “Okay...then what's the...too late about then?"

“Getting you back to normal," replied Zeph. “It's like this...with the standard stuff Dittos do, it puts your body, or at least what parts were changed, into a, uh, moldable state. They use some kinda compound from their bodies, called Dittoplasm...this stuff's been used to make directed transformations without actually using a Ditto, so it's not inherently unsafe. But the thing is, our bodies weren't meant to be moldable like that, so as time passes, it, uh, stabilizes, kinda. And once it stabilizes...well, like I said, we aren't meant to transform, so it usually gets less malleable, so the next time you get exposed, it's harder to change, maybe impossible, and it can get kinda dangerous. So the best bet for getting you back to normal is getting someone to intervene while you're still in that freshly-changed state."

“How long will it last?"

“I don't really know, I don't think anyone does. There doesn't seem to be much pattern to it, at least that I could figure out...part of that is that there's stuff that can make you stabilize faster. Like if you're injured and have to heal, that really speeds it up...or anything intense that makes your body react or respond in a very strong way…"

Cooper drew in a breath. “Lemme guess...like sex?"

“Bingo. That's probably been the most well-documented one...of course that's because Dittos are fucking sex freaks and love to make it happen whenever possible. So, yeah, we want to try to avoid that. And we want to avoid you getting hurt seriously, as well, or anything else that might be excessively stressful or impactful, until we get you back."

Unfortunately, Cooper could see where that was going. “We're gonna have to leave, aren't we? Man...we just got here…"

Zeph sighed and nodded. “Yeah, we are. But we're gonna leave the tent and anything we don't need here...after we get you attention we should be able to come back. I'm not letting some fuck-ass Ditto ruin our getaway completely."

That heartened Cooper a bit. “Okay...yeah, we'll come back and enjoy ourselves. And if that thing tries to mess with us again, please turn it into a vapor."

“Don't have to ask me twice," growled the morph.

---

Though Cooper knew time was of the essence, the fact of the matter was that it was going to be several hours before they could even start to find a specialist to help them. Odds were he could spare a few minutes to wash off in the stream before they hit the road. Besides, he wanted to do something that would help him relax and calm down, because he still felt stressed, he could feel something in his gut and he wanted to try to get rid of it in case that was going to be a problem.

“Considering what you told me, I'm guessing that the Ditto's probably one that either used to be trained or someone was trying to capture it," Zeph remarked from the bank. He was watching carefully to make sure no Pokémon came along the stream; whether it attacked or tried to stick it in, that would be bad news. “Some Dittos are just psychos, but it sounds like that one had resentment for humans in particular…"

“Yeah, he wanted me to be an 'example.' Not something I really want to be, personally." One of Cooper's fingers accidentally brushed against a sensitive spot near his nethers, making him tense up a bit. The sensation was pleasurable, but bizarre, not in a way he was used to. “Why did it change me like this, though? It's something that I could hide."

“You can hide it from other humans...Pokémon not so much. And that's probably what it was targeted towards."

“It wants me to get fucked? I mean...I was doing that with how I was before…"

“It's like this. You know how the most powerful drives for creatures are basically eating and screwing? With Dittos, those are the same thing. So many of them are basically all about sex, all the time. That's why quite a few of them are perfectly happy being used for breeding purposes, it satisfies everything they actually need. It's why I don't buy that this one was resentful about breeding...more like it just wanted the power to make its own decisions, and likes being above humans or something. And lots of transformation stories read like bad pornos - Ditto swoops in and makes the change, and within seconds the victim's getting screwed. And it doesn't matter if it's rape or not, the victim gets into it because when a Ditto works on you, you get some of its lust in you, too. You want it even if you don't."

“Oy. So basically it wanted to put me in a compromising position so that I was powerless to resist and didn't really have the choice."

Zeph huffed. “Sounds about right to me. And it gave you a pussy just to fuck with you further...you said it was talking about 'inferior genetic material,' so I'm guessing this is a fetish it has. I wouldn't even doubt you're not the first one it's done this to."

“Jeez, I don't even want to think about that...ugh. This water's cold but I just keep feeling hotter." Cooper rubbed his forehead; he was feeling a little bit woozier than he would have liked, as well, and there was an itch rising up 'down there' that he didn't want to toy with. “If I'm coming down with something, that would be a really bad thing."

“Maybe you should get out of the water," Zeph remarked with concern.

“Yeah...ungh…" Cooper headed over to the bank and pulled himself out, but that didn't help much...he was starting to feel a distinct discomfort in his loins and core, and a bit of a flush came over him. “Man...guh...I feel...ngh...hot…"

“Oh, jeez...stay with me, Cooper. You didn't touch anything poisonous in the water, did you?"

“I didn't...feel...ah…Z-zeph, I'm...I'm wet...d-down there…"

“You're-" Zeph's breath caught in his throat as his nose caught a whiff of something. Something that the Pokémon side of him was VERY certain about. “Shit! That Ditto...I think he...I think he put you in heat."

“Heat?"

“Estrus. That...it's...when a Pokémon doesn't have sex routinely, they can go into some kind of cycle where they get...really horny, and basically start giving off signals that are almost begging for someone to fuck them. Humans don't get it, but, uh...some Pokémon are able to induce that kind of state in them. I'm pretty sure that Ditto did...and if it doesn't get stopped quickly, it's one of those things that can stress your body out."

“Ah! S-so...how do I...stop it?"

“There's...I have to go see if I can find some herbs or something, there's supposed to be something that quenches a heat! You...stay by the little firepit we made, and don't go anywhere! I promise I'll be back soon!"

Cooper nodded obediently, stumbling over to the rock ring and laying down by it as Zeph rushed off into the woods. He could feel that pressure in his loins now, that fierce sensation that was uncomfortable...it wasn't long before he was rubbing at his pussy lips and clit, finding some slight relief in stimulation, though only transiently as what he was starting to recognize as raw need was welling up underneath…

---

Zephiel realized it might not be the best idea to leave Cooper all on his own in a state like that. But he couldn't carry Cooper with him while trying to hunt for something to quell that heat, that would slow them down drastically and he'd probably be just as much of a target anywhere.

That and he needed to try and get his own boner under control. The scent of heat on his nose wasn't making that easy at all.

Think, think, think. There are plants that are designed to relieve estrus. I've never had to use them before, but Pokémon are supposed to be able to sense some things instinctively. And though I'm a morph, I inherited a lot of Pokémon instincts. If I can just pick up on the scent…

A lot easier said than done, even without the arousal distracting him. He had to get in deep and sniff at whatever plants he didn't recognize, which turned out to be a lot of them. Each one he had to try to sense if they were meaningful or not...which turned out to be none of them, at least that he could decipher. The more he failed to find something, the more worried he was that he just wouldn't. Which seemed odd, there were allegedly several very common herbs that could be used to relieve this kind of need. Then again, it was less common to use them than it was to simply relieve the need by giving the body what it wanted…

And as a prime male, he wanted to do that. And that was making everything harder. He was fully erect, thick cock hanging out of his sheath, knot fully engorged, dripping steaming precum which was flooding his nose and making it harder to pick up on the scent of the plants. Stopping to masturbate might have helped, but he had no idea if it really would be enough, the lust he was feeling was quite a bit more intense than usual as well...he couldn't say he'd ever smelled a Pokémon in heat before, much less a human who'd probably been twisted to attract males even more fiercely than normal.

He wasn't sure how long he'd been searching, but so far it had amounted to nothing. He knew he couldn't stay too far away, he had to check on Cooper and make sure he wasn't in trouble, so it was back to camp before he could resume his search, maybe in a different area. But as he got closer, his note picked up on that scent again...heavier in the air, more powerful than ever, and ramping up the primal part of him, the instincts he had been relying on working against him. For a moment he faltered, trying to pull back, but the reality was that he was never going to be able to fight it forever, and another couple whiffs had him stepping forward, overtaken by the scent that drove him higher.

Yes...I'm going to fix this the old-fashioned way.

---

If Cooper thought it was bad before, he didn't know what bad was. His body was wracked with intense need, a tension in his loins that was nightmarishly intense, and it was starting to spread over his whole body, making him feel hot and achy and overly wound up. His efforts to try to relieve himself weren't doing anything for him, though his fumbling fingers didn't really have any idea what he was doing...he could feel some stimulation from them, but it wasn't nearly enough to overpower the fierce burn in that area of his body. Likely he was doing it wrong, but this sort of state wasn't exactly the best for experimentation, though…

His mind wasn't spared from this state...it had gotten to the point where he could barely think about anything other than sex. Thoughts of Zephiel were first and foremost, the Arcanine morph's studly body so insanely desirable...other Pokémon were in there as well, even though he'd not really thought about that before, it felt like anything that could fuck him was in there except for other humans. He wasn't really in a state to question that, though - he was pretty much only in a state to let himself get pounded ruthlessly.

He didn't even realize anyone was nearby until Zephiel thumped over him, the big dog looking unusually intense, his pupils narrowed and mouth baring fangs. Cooper could feel the heat from that dripping cock over his pussy, some of the liquid dripping onto his clitoris and making him seize up a bit - THAT stimulation was powerful enough to break through the haze, making him moan out. A small part of him realized what was about to happen...and even that small part didn't care, told him to do it and damn the consequences, as if it was up to him. All he did was arch his back and push himself into the Arcanine, trying to get more of that heat on his needy lips.

A rough grab on his arm pinned him in place, and another pulled one leg wide, baring him fully and leaving him utterly helpless. Zeph wasn't asking...Cooper wasn't going to make him. That hot tool rubbing against his opening left him gasping and moaning; his head was almost sparking, the wild pleasure was overloading him already and it was just starting. It felt wholly unnatural, but unnatural didn't mean undesirable...he wanted more, needed more, would have begged if his mouth was working properly, but the way his body was bucking was surely enough of an indicator.

That bucking ceased the moment that thick cock speared into him. The blazing hot rod Zephiel bore sent a thunderbolt through him, freezing him completely as his muscles tightened and clamped down on that cock, clinging to it like letting go would be the difference between survival and demise. So much sensitive flesh was now feeling the intense heat of that dick, and it was GLORIOUS - the pleasure seemed to be magnified many times over what he was familiar with. And he was deep, so deep, deeper than probably was right but it didn't matter, he wanted more of it immediately and there was still a knot left to pierce him.

And then Zeph began to pound away in earnest, and even that initial burst of pleasure was left in the dust. His heat-addled body was so fired up to reward him for sex, and actually getting it was sending all those cascades of pleasure through him all at once, slamming his mind back and forth and battering it into total submission. Thoughts of the consequences were gone entirely, any concern about his fate swallowed up by the heat and the satisfaction. The ravaging bliss was all that mattered, incoherent moans and cries escaping him constantly, each ragged and abrupt breath suffused with the cries of ecstasy beyond any he'd ever made.

And above him was Zephiel, driving into him with force that matched his least restrained, almost snarling as he conquered Cooper's new passage with his marauding member. Thick gushes of hot precum seared the walls of that newly-formed cunt, and slurped out as he thrust back and forth, painting the ground near their coupling with steaming fluid. The hot fire was quenched only by Cooper's own juices, which somehow withstood the blazing assault to not vaporize instantly, but the cooling was brief, and moments later that cock would invade again and bring more of its fire with it. For how hot Cooper's body had been with the need, the fires provided by the Arcanine morph were relieving rather than redoubling, bringing him heavenly release from the grip of that demand.

Soon enough, that knot began to smack with palpable force against that already strained opening between Cooper's legs. Words couldn't describe how much he wanted it, needed it, wished it would plant itself inside him and never release, fill him as full as he'd even been with solid and liquid fire. His fingers clutched the soil, tearing up grass as he tried desperately to find something to brace himself on to push against it, force it to pop inside him and make Zeph give up what he needed...it was all reflexive, wouldn't have made a lick of difference in actuality, but his needy body demanded action, even the illusion of it, anything to make it think he was going to get it faster.

Zeph was the driver, though, and drove he did - straight in, slamming his knot against Cooper's snatch and not letting go, until it powered its way through and embedded itself fully within the newly modified male. A howl unlike any Cooper had heard rang out from the Arcanine morph as he finally gushed his prolific seed into the human's depths, sending a familiar fire through an unfamiliar place. Cooper's eyes rolled back in his head, breathless near-screams rushing from him as he felt that lava splash through him, rapidly claiming any and all empty space and filling his core with an intense heat that was as relaxing and fulfilling as he could have ever imagined. His climax shook his whole body, so full and total, nothing like he'd ever experienced before as his brain scrambled to come up with something for him to feel properly in his altered state. It felt endless, like an eternal squall on the ocean tossing him around, throwing him up and under over and over...

Eventually, though, the violent need in his body ebbed away slowly, dimming to dullness, not leaving entirely but allowing sense to return to him...cries of euphoria faded to heaving pants as the orgasm released its grip on him, leaving him to slump on the ground, fatigued but resplendently sated. Soon enough, Zeph's grip on him was released as well, the pinning and conquering hold replaced seen enough by a docile embrace, pulling Cooper from prone position into his arms so he could lay against that warm, furry body. He too had regained his senses, and the full weight of what had happened was sinking in...yet, it was hard to argue that there were many other options for how things could have happened.

Finally, the panting eased up enough for Cooper to speak. “Ah...we're...not going anywhere...are we?"

Reluctantly, Zeph nodded. “You're...still feeling it, right?"

“Yeah...it's...down for the...the moment...but...it's still there…"

“It's...probably not gonna be gone for...a while. Maybe days. And there wasn't...I couldn't find anything to...stop it otherwise. The only other way is...getting dicked…and...well..."

Cooper nodded. “Either way...I wouldn't be able to…"

“Yeah. It would...stop you from going back. So...we're gonna...have to see if you're one of the lucky ones who can get reversed after the fact."

“Guess so...Zeph, I...I just...want you to...I want you to take care of this need however you think it'll go best...I...you have...permission to do anything...just...don't leave me...aching."

Zeph nodded, stroking Cooper's head. “I'm not totally sure what's best...but I'll do whatever I can." He wasn't sure he was going to be able to keep up with the heat alone...but if any Pokémon wanted to help, Zeph was going to make damn sure they treated Cooper right. And whatever it took to end this as soon as he could, and get his partner back into a more stable state, he would do it.