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Disclaimer: This story contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts between consenting participants, some of which may be underage, non-human, and/or anthropomorphic. If any of that offends you, I suggest you not read any further.

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The Deep Knot Treatment

“You're telling me that you don't want to train? That's rare for you Cleo." The Scrafty was almost in disbelief at his trainer's statement. He had known the girl for almost 10 years, and this was probably the first time that she'd ever passed on an opportunity to improve her skills as a pokémon trainer.

“Hey, cut me some slack. That was a long flight from Unova, and my seat was not comfortable…"

Having just arrived at the Indigo Plateau, Cleo and her Scrafty, Cage, had just settled into their hotel room at the Kanto Imperial Suites. The duo had been invited to participate in the Indigo Invitational Tournament, and thus had made the long trip from their home in Castelia.

“Currently, all I want to do is lay here, and pray that my back starts to feel better before the matches start tomorrow morning." Cleo collapsed onto her back on the soft hotel mattress, but upon hitting the bed's surface, a pang of pain shot through her back, “GAH!" She snapped back to an upright position, and reached behind herself to rub at the aching spot on her lower back.

“So sad, I can already see the headlines… Promising 18-year-old, thin, pretty trainer, with long blond hair, has her career cut horribly short, due to chronic back issues." Cage quipped, snickering slightly at his trainer's discomfort.

“Yeah, yeah… I don't need commentary from the guy who spent that entire terrible flight inside of a pokéball…"

“Hehe, you know I'm kidding Cleo." Cage hopped up onto the bed, sitting next to his trainer, “The trip got you really sore, huh?"

“Ugh, it's terrible."

Cage smiled, “I know just the thing that will get you feeling better!" Moving with a quickness that his species wasn't known for, he slipped behind his trainer, and set his hands onto her shoulders, “A nice, deep massage will soothe those aches that you're feeling!"

“Oh…" The sudden offer by her pokémon took her a bit by surprise, “Actually… that does sound pretty goo—ACK!"

Right away, Cage began applying pressure, and rubbing the girl's shoulders, doing his best to mimic the motions of massages that he'd witnessed in the past.

“Ghh—Nggah! Cage! What are you doing?!" It became quickly apparent that the Scrafty's enthusiasm wasn't enough to make up for his lack of skill at the activity. The pokémon's motions didn't seem to be pleasant at all, and moreso just felt like rough prodding at her back.

“What do you mean? I'm giving you a nice massage!"

Cleo winced as his digit grazed a particularly sore spot, “Ack! Just… Can you just stop?"

Right away, the Scrafty's treatment stopped, and he returned to sit at her side on the edge of the bed.

“Cage, you're a great fighter, but… not particularly good at giving massages. Thanks though."

The pokémon smiled as he hopped off of the bed, “Heh… that's fair enough. You only have yourself to blame for training me for war instead of peace."

“It was a good idea though. A massage probably would help…" Cleo glanced over towards the clock sitting on the nightstand. “It's already past 7, and if I can't even lay down, I'll never be able to get a decent night's sleep."

Cage walked over to the table and picked up a welcome pamphlet that was sitting there, “Well, then… the only solution is…" He paused, apparently finding what he was hoping to see in the pamphlet, and quickly flipping it around to show Cleo, “…to get you a real massage!"

Cleo took a look at what Cage was trying to show her, “Oh, the hotel offers relaxation benefits… That's actually a pretty good idea."

“See! You should listen to your super-smart pokémon partner more often!"

Cleo rolled her eyes as she began to read about the apparent massages that the hotel offered.

“I honestly have no idea what any of these are…"

“What do you mean?" Cage leaned in to look at what his trainer was talking about, and Cleo began pointing to the myriad different option that were listed.

“There's a million different massages, and I don't know the difference between any of them… Swedish, Hot Stone, Cupping, Shiatsu, Galarian, Vibration, Dry Oil, Trigger Point, Aromatherapy, Reflexology… All I want is something nice and relaxing, but some of these seem ridiculous…"

The Scrafty shrugged, “Wish I knew."

“Well, I'm gonna have to go down to the lobby and ask for more info, I can't pick one if I don't know what any of them ar—AHH!" Cleo began to stand as she was speaking, but right as she reached a standing position, another pang of pain shot through her back, and she found herself sitting right back on the bed, “Ugggh… this is torture."

“Cleo, you can barely move. I'll go down to the lobby and ask for you. You just… sit there and try to not collapse in agony…"

“Ungh… Thanks, Cage…"

The Scrafty grabbed the hotel room key card from the dresser and started for the door.

“Just make sure to mention that it feels like the pain is real deep, and that I can't really bend, and… -ah- I can feel the knots in my back…"

“Alright, I got it. I'll be back as soon as I can."

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There was a bit of a line in the lobby when Cage arrived. The hotel only had two people working at the front desk, or rather, one person, and one pokémon. Manning the line that the Scrafty was standing in was a Lopunny, she looked to be working pretty quickly, however it still took a pretty good amount of time for Cage to reach the front of the line.

“Yes, how can I help you?"

“Oh, yeah… hi…" The Scrafty stepped up to the counter, “I'm looking for information on these massages. The little, uh… pamphlet doesn't go into much detail."

“Oh, of course!" The Lopunny replied with much more enthusiasm than it seemed she should have had, “We offer many different types of relaxation therapies and treatments for both humans and pokémon! Is there any specific method that you were interested in?"

“Well, uh… something for relieving back pain, I guess."

“Of course, sir!" She began tapping at her keyboard, “What kind of pain are you experiencing?"

Cage thought for a second, “Oh! No… it's not me."

“I see, making an appointment for someone else?" The Lopunny made the likely assumption."

Cage nodded, “Yeah, she's upstairs in the room still, she was in too much pain to come down herself."

“I see. Do you know what kind of pain she's having?"

Cage opened his mouth to speak, but had to pause a moment to think. Cleo had mentioned the exact issues she'd been having, but during the long wait, the pokémon hadn't retained the information as well as he had expected he would.

“Uh… Oh, yeah! Well, she can't really bend… and uh…" He could remember certain things that is trainer had said, but not her exact wording, “Something about knots being real deep or something, are any of the treatments recommended for that?"

The pokémon behind the front desk froze. She looked up to meet the Scrafty's gaze for a moment, and then shifted her eyes from side-to-side, as if you make sure no one else was paying attention. “The… Deep Knot treatment, maybe…?" Her voice was noticeably softer as she spoke.

“Yeah, that sounds perfect!"

While the Scrafty's demeanor did not change in the slightest, the Lopunny seemed noticeably flustered. She took a breath, and started typing again, “I… I can arrange that for you…"

“Great! It's for room number 219."

The Lopunny made a few more taps on the keyboard, and then turned back to Cage, “Alright, it's all set up, sir. For obvious reasons, this expense will be separate from your standard bill."

“Oh yes, of course." Cage agreed, knowing that the Pokémon League was covering their hotel bill, but likely wouldn't cover a frivolity like massage treatment.

The Lopunny nodded, “I've set your associate up with Teros. He should be up there in around 15 minutes, he's our most highly requested… specialist. I can err… personally guarantee that she will be satisfied."

“Perfect, thanks!" The Scrafty turned to step away from the counter, before looking back to check out the Lopunny girl once more. He ran his hand over his head crest and flashed her a smile, “You know… if you're free after your shift… I am a Unova-regional champion, and I'd love to show you my IVs…"

The Lopunny looked back at Cage with a bit of an awkward expression, “Uh, I…" she looked over towards the next person in line, and then back to the Scrafty, “Sorry, I uh… gotta keep working! Lots of people in line!" With a nervous smile, she turned to the next person in line and waved him forward, hoping that the conversation would end there.

“I get ya. I'll come ask again when it's a bit less hectic." Confidently, he turned and started heading back towards the elevator. Making sure he was out of earshot before muttering out loud to himself.

“Heh… girls love big IVs…"

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“It's all set up!" Cage declared happily as he stepped into the hotel room.

Cleo was still sitting in the same place, as when Cage left. She looked over with a bit of relieved expression upon hearing her partner's words, “Oh, excellent! They're sending someone up?"

“Yep, they're sending up some guy named Teros. It's called the Deep Knot massage, Cleo. They sad that it was perfect for the kind of pain that you've been having."

Cleo looked through the small pamphlet again as Cage did his best to explain it to her, “Hm… I don't see that one even listed, are you sure that's what it's called…? Deep Knot?"

“Yep, that's what the girl at the front desk said." Cage hopped up onto the bed, sitting next to his trainer, “Sounds relaxing, right? Maybe I'll even get one!"

“Actually, Cage…" She looked towards the pokémon. “I'd kinda prefer it, if you weren't here during it."

“Huh? Why?"

“Well, traditionally… getting a massage involves removing a certain amount of clothes, so…" She trailed off, as it was quite clear what she was getting at.

Cage rolled his eyes, “Oh, all of the sudden, you're Miss Modest?"

“It's just that I'd rather not have my male pokémon partner just hanging out in the room while I'm lying around almost naked."

Cage hopped back to the ground, “Tch, so you're uncomfortable with the pokémon that literally lives in the same house as you even being in the same room… but, you're fine letting some random guy rub all over your body?"

“It's different, Cage. This guy's a professional. How would you like it if I was just hanging out in a room while you were exposed?"

Cage shot a playful smirk at his trainer, “Well, we could find out…" He gripped the top of his layer of shed skin, which doubled as his 'pants', and threatened to pull them down, “I could give you a look at what all the female pokémon are so crazy about, hehe."

Cleo roller her eyes, “And you wonder why I don't want to be naked in front of you…"

Cage chuckled at his own antics, as he moved towards the door, “Fine, fine… I'll find something to do. That Lopunny at the front desk was definitely into me, maybe I'll try to talk with her for a little bit…" Cage headed towards the door, “Alright, see you later Cleo. They said that it'd be 15 minutes, and that was 10 minutes ago, so it shouldn't be too much longer." The Scrafty left the room, leaving the human alone to change.

“Alright, now just need to get ready…. Maybe easier said than done…"

Cleo hadn't really thought it through. She'd barely been able to transition between sitting and standing since getting to their hotel room, and wasn't quite sure how she was going to prepare herself in such a short amount of time.

“If I can just get my shirt off, and a towel to cover up… that might be enough…"

The trainer gripped the bottom of her shirt and began lifting it, pulling the clothing up and over her head, at least until she felt another twinge of pain as she extended her arms.

“Gh-Ack!"

Almost reflexively, she began to pull back out of the position, but with the shirt up over her face, that was turning out to be not very much of an option. She struggled with the shirt trying to remove it, but ultimately found herself unable to neither remove, nor pull the garment back on.

“Ugh… this couldn't be more embarrassing…"

** nok nok **

“Shit…"

The knock at the door sent a bit of panic through Cleo, she was still literally stuck inside of her shirt, and as if on-cue, the masseuse had arrived.

“Unnngh! W-Wait! -ack- One se-second!"

Cleo called out as she continued to struggle, but with intermittent pain shocks shooting through her back every time she tried to extend, she wasn't making much headway.

“I-I'll be there in -AH- j-just a -gkk- m-minute!"

Cleo honestly didn't know what her next course of action was. In her current state, she could barely even move, there was no way that she could even get to the door. She was just about to give up, until…

“Err… did you need help?"

Cleo froze, the voice was from inside the room.

“You uh, sounded like you were having a bit of trouble, I used my key to come in…"

Shit, he works for the hotel, of course he has a key…

Cleo finally managed to let out a few words, “You… uh… You're Teros?" Her voice was slightly muffled due to the shirt covering up her face, but still audible.

“Yes, I'm here for a scheduled appointment, and you sounded like you might need a little help."

Cleo had never in her entire life been more thankful that she had decided to wear an undershirt on that day, “Y-Yes, please…" she hesitated a bit with her answer, knowing that once her face was uncovered, the guy would be able to see how red her face must have been.

Teros let out a slight chuckle at the clear bit of embarrassment in his client's voice, “Of course, hold still." He gripped the shirt and began gently pulling it up and off of the girl's arms, freeing Cleo's head from its fabric prison.

“Ah! Thank you" Cleo took a deep breath and shook her head as her eyes adjusted back to the light, “I was beginning to think that I'd be stuck in there forev—" Cleo stopped before even completing her sentence as she looked at who had just rescued her.

Standing in front of her was a pokémon, a Lucario specifically. She had heard that they were pretty rare in Kanto, so she hadn't expected to see one, much less had she expected one to apparently be a massage therapist.

“Is everything okay?" Teros had apparently noticed the girl's slight state of shock.

“O-Oh, yeah. I just didn't expect them to be sending up a Lucario."

Teros smiled, “Ah, well to be fair, I didn't expect my client to be a human. I was told a Scrafty had made the appointment."

“Yeah, that was Cage, I guess he failed to mention it, sorry."

Teros held up a paw, “It's no problem at all, I've worked with humans before, though most don't request the deep knot…" He looked over at the trainer as if to confirm that she knew what had been requested

“Oh?" She looked over to him curiously, “Why's that?"

“Well, as you can imagine… it usually requires that I be a little rough…"

Cleo considered the words for a moment, before her mind decided upon the reasoning.

I guess that makes sense, if it's a massage that's usually for pokémon, it would definitely need to be a little harsher than what a human is used to.

The thought made her hesitate just for a moment, but a quick twinge of pain through her back swayed her decision right back “Ah… As long as it's gonna work."

“Well, I haven't disappointed a customer yet."

The pokémon smiled reassuringly, and set his bag down on the bed as he stepped forward, giving the girl a full view of his form. He was actually pretty tall for a Lucario, most of the species was close to four feet tall, but Teros looked to be around six, putting him around half-a-foot taller than the human.

“Okay, I guess it's fine then." Giving her final confirmation, Cleo sat there, a little bit of a nervous expression on her face, “So, uh… I've never done this before, so do I just…"

Teros nodded, having a good idea about what she was wondering, despite Cleo's question trailing off, “Usually, it works better if you remove the shirt, yes. Or at least, change into something a bit looser than that."

Though, a bit apprehensive, she nodded. She turned around on the bed, and moved to begin to pull her undershirt off, but a jolt of discomfort quickly reminded her of the difficulty that she had a moment ago, “I… don't know if I can… Physically, I mean…" She turned back to look at Teros, who still had the understanding smile on his face.

“Don't worry, it's fairly common." He leaned onto the bed, and helped move Cleo to a laying down position on her front, “There, doing okay so far? Still comfortable?"

“Yeah, doing okay so far, but how are you—Oh!"

The Lucario didn't waste time. He climbed over his client, resting with his knees over either side of the human's thighs, right away, sliding soft warm paws underneath her shirt, and against the girl's back.

“The hotel will reimburse you for the top."

“Huh? What do you—"

** SLASH **

Before Cleo could even get the question out, Teros, using the spike on the back of his paw, slashed straight down the back of the girl's tank top with precision enough to cut cleanly through the fabric without coming into contact with her skin at all.

“Oh, uh… okay…"

Cleo's back exposed, Teros applied a bit of massage oil, and began his treatment.

“Just relax."

Cleo swallowed hard, her bit of apprehension rather noticeable. She had never had a massage before, and as she expected, another person, let alone a pokémon, feeling her exposed body was a bit more intimate than she was quite comfortable with.

“This feels…" The human was just about to voice her thoughts about the Lucario's technique, when the Lucario's paw came in contact with the location of one of the particularly deep knots in her back, resulting in Cleo basically melting under the pokémon's touch. “Ah! Ooooooh…"

“I'll take that as a sign of approval…" Teros commented on the pleasured noises that his client was suddenly making, but got no response, not that he expected one. The Lucario's kneading of Cleo's back basically had her unaware of anything else around her.

Teros glanced around to see the girl's face, seeing the look of contentment quite clear on her face, “You look like you're enjoying it… perhaps you're ready for us to proceed to something a bit more… intense?"

“Mmmm… okay…" Teros could have said anything at that point, and Cleo likely would have given the same response, as long as those paws kept working on her back, she seemed largely unconcerned with anything else. While she did have moments of relief, and times when which the pain wasn't particularly bad, this was the first time in a while that her back felt genuinely good.

The Lucario's paws began rubbing and kneading more intensely, reaching deep into the girl's back and soothing every bit of soreness that was there. Cleo was in heaven as she felt the pain alleviate, bit-by-bit. Any doubts she had about whether-or-not the Lucario was going to be able to do the job were quickly erased. Cleo was in such a state of relaxation, that she may as well have been asleep.

Teros, seeing that Cleo was thoroughly at ease, began to move his paws lower. Still working his talents on Cleo's back, he carefully approached ever closer to her hips, and upon reaching low enough, he gripped the top of the girl's pants and began to pull them slowly down.

“I can tell, you've needed this for a while, am I right?" Teros asked as he slid the pants slowly off of Cleo's form. As expected, he received no response, save for yet another pleasured moan. The Lucario brought his view to Cleo's, newly exposed, behind, and after taking just a split second to admire the girl's impressive form, he brought his paws back up, and placed them against her lower-back, rubbing once again, but also slowly sliding his paws around to each of her sides, and drawing another satisfied-sounding exhale from her.

“I guess I'll take that as a yes."

Wasting no time, Teros moved a paw in-between her thighs, and extended a digit towards his target. With the slightest touch, he traced along the edge of her folds.

“Ah!" Immediately, she snapped back to normal, the Lucario's touch against her sensitive lips was not a feeling that could go unperceived.

“Ah! T-Teros, you—Ohh!" Whereas she had intended to call out in shock, the exclamation ended up sounding like yet another pleasured moan. The subtle caress of Teros's finger against Cleo's sex had abruptly become something else, and the pokémon's digit was actually past said lips.

“It's a special technique. I concentrate a small bit of aura onto my finger tip, and use it to stimulate your more intimate areas." Teros's voice was low, almost seductive, and his expression was one of subtle pride, assumedly towards the reaction that he induced from his client, “Seems like you're responding well to it."

Cleo grit her teeth, she curled her toes, she gripped the bedsheets so hard that they began to tear, she was taken completely by surprise at the Lucario's actions, but at the same time, she was in utter ecstasy. Teros began thrusting his finger into her at a rather brisk pace, making sure that he hit her in the perfect spot each time.

What is he doing?!? He's going to drive me crazy!!

Teros could feel the girl clenching and squeezing down on his finger each time he drove into her, and upon feeling the warm wetness begin to slick his digits and paw, he smirked.

“Good to see the massage is helping, but I think…" Teros paused and leaned in, shifting his position, until he was almost lying alongside Cleo. He brought his face in close enough for the girl to feel his breath on her ear as he continued his sentence, “…we can do better."

The Lucario picked up his pace finger-fucking the girl. Cleo could feel a second aura charged finger plunging in-and-out of her, but it wasn't until Teros brought the digits into direct contact with her clit that she felt the surge of rapture overwhelm her.

“AHH! TEROS!" Her climax claimed her. Never before had she felt an orgasm as intense… or as powerful as the one that the pokémon had just caused. Her vision went blurry, and she could barely feel anything that wasn't pure pleasure wracking her body.

“Heh…" Teros just laid there watching the girl experience bliss. He slowed his fingers, and eventually pulled them out from the tensing entrance, allowing the rush of orgasmic fluids to spill out over his paw, slicking his fur and the bedsheets below in the process.

“Oh… f-fuck… -huff- that was… -huff- that w-was…" As the orgasm died down, Cleo still laid on her front on the bed, trying to recover as best she could. Outside of her heavy breath, she remained motionless, trying to gather her thoughts, and make sense of what just happened.

“That was… a good start." Teros's voice piped up again, continuing on with the few words that Cleo had managed to produce. The Lucario placed a still slick paw on the human's side, and gently, and carefully turned her over.

“Ah!" Not expecting to be shifted so abruptly, she let out a yelp, and found herself on her back, staring upwards at Teros, who had moved directly over her. The Lucario was on his hands and knees grinning down at her menacingly.

“Now, we're ready to start the real treatment."

Somehow, the Lucario's demeanor had completely changed. Rather than comforting, the pokémon now bore a somewhat menacing presence. It wasn't enough to intimidate or scare Cleo, but just enough to instill a level of excitement in her that she hadn't prepared for. She didn't know what to think, or how to react, until she let her gaze drift slowly over Teros's body, and spotted the sizeable red organ that was quickly extending from his sheath, and idled just above her entrance.

Cleo let out a gasp upon catching sight of it, the gasp was brief, but Teros didn't fail to notice it. The air of pride once again returned to his voice as he leaned in, close enough to almost be nose-to-nose with the human, “You did request the deep massage, as I recall."

Anxiety struck Cleo hard. Her mind began racing, filling with questions.

How did it get to this point?! What is even going on?!? I thought this was just supposed to be a massage! Is this what I signed up for?!?I can't do this with a pokémon! But he's turning me on so much!

In an instant though, all those thoughts faded. Teros, possibly sensing the apprehension, leaned in just enough to let the tip of his exposed length brush delicately against Cleo's still sensitive folds. A shiver ran through the trainer, and immediately the only thoughts in her mind were of how blissful she felt a moment ago.

With a shuddering breath, she broke the silence in the room.

“I did."

Teros wasted no time. He shifted to lean back to his knees a bit, taking his weight off of his front paws so that he could use them to guide his organ in to breach Cleo's willing passage. With a smirk, he began to move, burying the first couple inches of himself past into the girl's pink tunnel.

“Ahh!" Cleo moaned out at feeling the entrance, though it wasn't a particularly rough entry, Teros's size was not something that she was finding easy to adapt to.

“Think that you can even handle it, young trainer?"

“I can… j-just… start g-gently…"

“Hehe…" With a smug chuckle, Teros pulled out about an inch or so, and pushed himself back in, but at a more moderate rate. Cleo opened her mouth again, as if to let out a moan, but produced no sound, just a quiet exhale of contentment.

“I see. I'll try to keep in mind that I'm the first real male that you've experienced." He re-angled himself back so that he could place his paws back on the bed, and resumed his thrusts, “Hopefully, you'll be able to endure."

Though clearly meant in a playful fashion, there was a clear condescending tone behind the Lucario's comment, not that it was unfounded, as she was being invaded by Teros's spire, it was undeniable that the pokémon was indeed noticeably larger than anyone or anything that she'd ever taken before.

“Oh! F-Fuck!"

A notably sharp thrust from Teros jabbed another inch of thick Lucario cock into the girl, and she couldn't contain the yelp. The fighting-type was invading the girl's body as if he was taking ownership of her insides. Filling up her pussy like she wasn't even able to imagine, and he wasn't even fully inside of her yet.

Teros fucked her with clear determination. He knew what she could handle, and he was making sure to push her to that absolute limit with each gyration of his hips. He drove in just far enough to make her cry out, hit her in spots that left her breathless. He was fully capable of reducing her to a moaning mess, and he wanted her to know that.

Cleo couldn't even fully catch her breath. She wanted to try and gain enough composure so that she could at least handle the pokémon with some degree of dignity, but that seemed wholly unrealistic. She was able to see that huge red spire sink into her depths, and then reappear a moment later, wet and glistening with her fluids. She felt it spear so deep into her, yet, at least half of the organ remained outside of her body.

“Having second thoughts, young trainer?"

Cleo shook her head firmly, refusing to acknowledge any difficulty she was having, “Keep g-going… fuck me…"

“Oh, don't worry." The expression on the Lucario's face took a bit of a mischievous inflection, and he spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, “I'm far from done with you."

The Lucario's hips didn't relent, Teros fucked into the girl, with even more fervor than before. No longer was he gradually easing his length into her, now each thrust seemed to be an attempt to bury as much cock as possible past her supple folds.

'NGAAH!" The sudden intrusion of the pokémon's erection had Cleo seeing stars. What had to be around 10 inches of tapered red dick slammed into her, spreading her outer lips wide around the impressive girth. Then, before the girl had even a chance to try and adjust, Teros withdrew, only to jam it back in a moment later, thrusting back in with the same degree of might.

New sensations overtook Cleo's body. Teros was so deep, so fulfilling, so big that he was reaching into her cervix, stretching her inner-walls around his need. She was feeling his balls tap against her soft mound with each hump, furry orbs slapping rhythmically in time with the Lucario's motions. Teros's paws roamed over her slim form, sliding up her sides before finding the human's chest, and starting to caress, and even slightly squeeze the soft grapefruit-sized hills that resided there. It was so much for the girl to handle, and was quickly proving to even be too much as Cleo felt herself starting to get close again.

Teros smirked down at the girl again, taking delight at the expression of satisfaction that he was eliciting from her. Cleo's eyes were rolled back into her head, and she was biting down on her bottom lip. Despite having just climaxed minutes ago, she was already nearing the verge again. Which only served as motivation for the Lucario.

Everything Teros did utterly exuded dominance, and it was driving Cleo crazy. He fucked her with such intensity, explored her insides so entirely, and manipulated her desire so completely. She was little more than a whimpering mess under him, to the point where it felt to Cleo like she was owned by the pokémon. Almost as if she was just his to use as he pleased.

“Do you feel me in you, Cleo? Feel me taking you to your limit?" He relented his thrusts, and simply held idle, nearly completely sheathed inside of her passage as he asked, as if it was possible to for the human to not feel the giant organ that was hilted in her passage. She leveled her gaze to meet Teros's, and gave a slight nod.

“Well… I hope you're prepared to test that limit." The Lucario picked up his thrusts again, right away re-attaining the same speed that he had left off at.

Cleo's mind was so overwhelmed by pleasure that she didn't even try to consider what Teros's words meant, though it was only a matter of moments before it became apparent to the girl. As wide as she was already being pulled apart, she could right away tell that the base of the Lucario's cock was expanding.

“AAHH! T-TOOOO B-BIG!"

Teros's thrusts didn't stop, but they slowed and shortened. The growing bulb at the base of the Lucario's organ was quickly becoming increasingly difficult to maneuver through the girl's sex, and it was obvious that the pokémon's goal was to trap it within her.

Cleo's head thrashed back and forth, it was all too much for her. The pokémon's cock was already far more than she had ever expected to be able to take, and the pleasure that she was getting from it was intoxicating.

“H-HAAAAARDER!! PLEASE!!"

It was as if the girl's inhibitions were completely gone, and Teros not only knew, but expected it. With his knot almost fully expanded, he brought his paws down to Cleo's waist and held firmly. He leaned in, careful to not let his chest spike hurt her, and planted a soft kiss on the girl's lips. He gave a particularly sharp thrust forward, followed immediately by a second, and then a third, managing to bury himself entirely within the girl's entrance, and letting her folds close around him, sealing the now-too-big flesh bulb inside, and locking him in like a vice.

The feeling hit Cleo like a wave, euphoria spread through every nerve in her body. With her orgasm taking its toll on her body, she opened her mouth to let out a scream, and Teros took the opportunity to capture her mouth in another embrace, letting little more than a moan escape as an audible noise.

Cleo's passage condensed tightly around Teros's knot. The too-big mass lodged into such a confined space was just what the pokémon had been anticipating, and exactly what he needed to take him to his own edge. The blue-furred body tensed up, and a shudder of contentment spiked through him. Not that Cleo could detect it, still consumed by her own continuing climax.

Fertile pokémon seed flooded into Cleo's body overfilling the limited space, but unable to escape with Teros's knot doing its job to ensure that the life-giving substance had only one destination.

With Cleo's orgasm finally subsiding, after a good 45 seconds of pure bliss, the girl's sense finally began to return. She pulled slowly away from the Lucario's kiss, allowing a small grunt to escape the pokémon's mouth.

“Nggh…"

The Lucario's plum-sized testicles rested against Cleo's underside, and she could vividly feel each pulse of the heavy balls coincide with each twitch of the pokémon's dick inside of her tunnel. Deftly, the girl brought her hand forward, and let her fingers run across her lower belly, confirming that she could feel the outline of the oversized dick that occupied the entirety of her sex.

“Larger than what you're used to, I take it?" Teros slumped from his position over the girl's body, and lay next to her on the bed, which gave the girl no option but to roll him, due to the pokémon's dick still being locked tight between her legs.

After laying in silence for a minute or so, Teros brought a paw up, and without a thought or worry, began fondling the girl's breast tenderly, “Hmm… I just might have another go at you…"

Cleo replied in a somber tone, “And, you think that you can just decide that?"

“Why wouldn't I be able to?" He gave her breast a slight squeeze to emphasize his point, “I'd say or current positions are an attestation to that."

“Hmmm, I don't know about that…"

“Heh, well you'll find it in time just how true it is…" he paused for a moment, as if thinking about something, “I believe for humans it's usually a nine month thing, right?"

Those last few words resounded in Cleo's head, it took a second for the girl's brain to even catch up, and realize what the pokémon was entailing. She turned her head downward, taking a good look at where the Lucario's organ locked into her, “Y-You don't mean…"

Teros replied, not even needing to hear the full question, “Well, that is the reason that most request the deep knot… and I am in the human-like breeding group."

It was only then when Cleo started to catch on about what had just occurred, and began to wonder about just how she hadn't caught on earlier. Worry started to creep into her brain, but between her exhaustion, and Teros's warmth against her form, it was becoming increasingly hard for the trainer to bring herself to focus on anything. Even keeping her consciousness was starting to prove itself a chore.

“It's fine, young trainer. Any future bearer-of-my-children deserves her sleep." Teros moved the soft paw that he was using to hold her breast, and started to gently run it over her belly, as if he was proudly admiring his conquest. “Rest as long as you need."

And under the pokémon's delicate touch, Cleo did just that. Finding herself unable to resist the urge any longer, she let her herself succumb to the fatigue, and drifted towards unconsciousness.

~~~~~~

Cleo's eyes cracked open to the hotel room, “Huh?" her body shot to an upright position, and she snapped her head around looking for any signs of Teros.

He's gone… how long was I out?

She glanced over towards the clock to check the time, “Almost 10… wow…"

All the events that transpired began to resurface in her mind, and right away, she thought to inspect the condition of the room, “Oh… he must have cleaned up…" Everything, her body included, seemed to be in immaculate condition. Even the bed that she was still sitting on looked like it had been made underneath her while she was asleep. The only detail that looked to have been foregone was the fact that Cleo herself was still completely naked.

“I guess re-dressing me would have been difficult if he wanted me to stay asleep…"

She stood up and stretched, and upon doing so, came to the sudden realization, “Oh! My back!" She had conceded to believe that Teros's treatment would do nothing to help her back issues, so she was somewhat surprised to find out that the pain seemed to be completely gone, save for the unrelated dull soreness that lingered between her legs.

“I should probably get dressed before Cage gets ba—"

** click **

Cleo froze, her attention claimed by the sound of the door clicking open, and Cage's familiar voice ringing out.

“Cleo, I'm back!" The door slammed shut after the statement, and a moment later the Scrafty came into view, stepping past the entrance, and into the room, “I struck out with that Lopunny girl. How was your massa—"

Cage's mouth hung open as his gaze turned to his trainer, the girl stood completely bare before him, and the pokémon's only visible reaction was a very conspicuous phallic-shaped outline that began to form below his waist.

Whereas Cleo's usual reaction would be to yell, or to cover herself, something else came over her this time. Somehow, she was feeling less inhibited, the fact that Cage was her friend and pokémon wasn't affecting her decision. Instead, only one focus came to the forefront of Cleo's mind.

Well, Scrafty's not in the human-like breeding group…

“Well, Cage? Didn't you say something about showing me what makes all the female pokémon go crazy?" Cleo's words surprised even her, to say nothing of the Scrafty that stood stunned a few feet away.

Cage's eyes went wide with surprise, but he didn't plan to pass up the chance, “I, uh…" he cleared his throat, in an effort to regain his composure, “W-Well… since you're all exposed too, I guess it'd only be fair…"

He gripped the top of his shed skin that doubled as his 'pants', and after giving the human another look, just to confirm that she was serious, he tugged them down. Jutting from between the pokémon's legs was a very impressive looking organ, and despite it not quite being fully-engorged yet, still looked to Cleo as though its size rivalled, and even surpassed that of the Lucario that she had just parted ways with.

“Hmm… so, it looks like there's a reason for those loose, baggy pants after all…" Cleo smirked as she spoke, triggering a similar reaction from her companion.

Sporting an expression just as mischievous as his trainer's, Cage reached down and began to stroke his length towards full arousal, “Heh, gotta say… I didn't expect to come back to the room and see you like this…"

Cleo sat back down on the bed, and with her legs spread, she slid her own finger towards her tender opening, and even using her middle finger to tease herself a bit, making sure to give her pokémon a clear view in the process, “Let's just say… your IVs look very appealing tonight."

Cage bit his bottom lip anxiously as he took a few steps forward, until he was close enough to let the tip of his cock brush against Cleo's awaiting lower lips. He felt a shiver run through the girl's body, and smiled inwardly.

“Heh… girls love big IVs…"