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The quiet buzz of insects and the low droning of the fluorescent light buzzed over the head of the assistant nurse, she puffed on the small cigarette she managed to swipe from a counter. The smell of ozone and blood on her small claws made her sigh, every bit of her body ached in ways she didn't think a body should. The hit of nicotine took the edge off of the night. The backdoor to the hospital open as a nurse stepped out and Calla moved the cigarette from her muzzle. She expected to get yelled at but the nurse just lit up her own cigarette.

"You can't keep stealing the doctor's cigarettes. It sets a bad impression with the other assistants." Nurse Mariah spoke, her own face a mask of exhaustion. "My sweet little Cleffa, Peko, has started taking my cigarettes."

Calla let out a chirp and took another drag of the cigarette, Mariah rolled her eyes and pulled on her own cigarette. Rattata peek up occasionally from the woods to regard the pair. Calla finished her cigarette with a tired cough. Unlike the human she could heal any pain to her lungs by just being put in the pokemon centers machine but even that knowledge didn't seem to stop the staff from grumbling at her. Calla turned to step back inside but a soft hand grabbed her wings. The Clefable regarded the human, the bags under both of their eyes reflected mutual exhaustion.

"I know I look like shit but I've never seen a pokemon so overworked that her face looks like a sixty year old woman. I'm going to ask Dr. Jules if you can have a playdate with Cleffa." Mariah offered and the annoyed chirps from the Clefable made her laugh. Mariah leaned down toward her long ears. "I don't think he would let you go if I told him that it was to join a ladies night with my friends. Drinks, Sexy Guys, and I got a surprise for the girls."

Calla's face spread into a wide grin as she considered the offer. She couldn't remember the last time she did anything other than pull broken Scolipede horns out of local pokemon and the occasional trainer. She pointed to the pack of cigarettes in Mariah's pocket. The human followed her finger and nodded, "Sure. I'm not your trainer and I think your fighting days are behind you. My friends won't care so you won't get in trouble."

Calla nodded and headed inside, there were many nurses that need her attention.

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A week had passed before she was allowed to give Peko 'remedial training,' Calla remembered the pure glee in Mariah's face as she was put into her pokeball. Time inside the pokeball passes differently, it was hard to tell if she were in a pokeball for a month or ten minutes. She just remembered being released on a soft surface. Her vision filled with an open ice chest, wine bottle, beer, liquors and even a few juices that were stuffed haphazardly into the chest. The smell of the cooked meat along with that of chips and marshmallow made Calla perk up. She sat up on the couch and stared at the food, the marshmallow sweet scent was a siren's call to the disciplined Clefable. She turned her attention the blue wallpaper of the room which matched the blue carpet with a cartoon drawing of a Lapras.

“Make yourself comfortable." Mariah offered stepping around her couch. The woman was dressed in form fitting sweat pants with a long shirt. The pikachu patterns on the shirt made Mariah resemble a kid rather than a thirty year old nurse. “Don't worry Peko is in her pokeball. I got a friend coming over and we can get to eating. Maybe swap a story or two."

Calla rolled her eyes, how much talking could she do with a human that wasn't one way? Sure she could understand Mariah but most humans didn't understand pokemon. Calla just pulled a small light-blue pillow to rest her legs on. Her eyes turned to the television at the end of the living room. A table filled with food blocked any entertainment she could hope to gleam from that. Calla slipped off the bed and moved around the living room, blue walls, blue pillows, pictures of Mariah as a child at at some water park with so many Lapras around her. Calla kicked her tiny legs off the edge and slid off the couch. She could hear someone approaching up the concrete of the front porch, Calla peeked out the window to see who the first guests were but only met with shadowed shapes holding large objects.

Mariah opened the door to allow a male human inside. The human was short with large rimmed glasses and a mop of blond hair. Freckles dotted a very Kantoian face with narrow features. The large speaker in his hands nearly knocked Calla over as he stepped inside. The man stepped right past Mariah after offering an apology to Calla, his voice soft spoken with a hint of playfulness to it. Mariah followed behind him as they set up the speaker in the backyard as she directed him each step of the way. Four other women followed in his wake with more drinks and their own contributions to the gathering.

Hands lashed out as the women noticed the Clefable in the room, playful strokes over every inch of her head. They managed to ruffle her curl of hair until it resembled a pink Tangela jutting in the front of her head.

“Ooooh! Look at how big Peko has gotten. It's only been three months and you made her into a Clefable?" The dark-skin Kalos girl spoke first.

“That can't be Peko. Peko would have already pissed herself in joy." The chubby brown haired girl spoke with a heavy Sinnoh accent.

Mariah popped a head out, “That's Calla, She's my bosses pokemon and she will be joining us tonight. She needs this more than I do." The mischievous chuckle from

The girls closed in on her even more, playful coos were met with even more rubbing. Calla opened her mouth and began to sing, her voice fine turned to put the humans to sleep but before she could get even a single line out a cigarette was pushed to her mouth by the freckled male. He gave a her quick wink while collecting more things.

“Mari said that this pokemon smokes. Maybe someone else can get her a light while I get the entertainment ready." The man quickly pulled away from the gaggle of girls.

“She's supposed to be one of those pokemon nurses. You shouldn't give her cigarettes, Derek." The dark skinned woman said while reaching to grab the cigarette.

Calla immediately darted over to Derek, she could hear his sudden heartbeat as she neared him. He raised his eyebrow at her as they walked out to a car and a motorcycle. Calla whistled. Few people owned cars and even fewer of them would use them for anything short of going across the country. She busied herself putting more boxes filled with musical equipment and fancy looking lights. It only took a few hours to finish before the back of Mariah's little house resembled a miniature garden party.

“Good job." Derek snapped the last cable into the speakers and he plugged the speakers into his lime green pokedex. Unova style rap boomed out of the speakers, “Sounds pretty good, huh?"

Calla moved her ears to her head and stepped away. Every drumbeat was more like a Voltorb exploding than anything the Clefable would refer to as music. She scurried away to the side of the house, the side of her head throbbed a bit. She still had the unlit cigarette in her mouth, but the desire of to smoke was overpowered by the sheer sound. She stepped through the cool grass, the sensation was nice on her claws. She could faintly make out the noise of someone approaching over the booming music. Derek approached her with a grin. He pulled a lighter from his pocket and lit her cigarette.

"So, you ever hung out with those girls before?" Derek sat on the grass and popped a stick of gum into his mouth.

Calla shook her head and savored the first puff on her cigarette. "Didn't think so. They are going to get drunk, they are going to forget I exist and you exist the moment my brother walks in." Derek chewed thoughtfully, "I can tell just by looking at you that you aren't much for parties. I don't know... I guess I just see a kind of I'm-over-this-shit aura about you."

Calla gave a whooping laugh as she shrugged. She came to relax near the human. The cool building felt nice against her pink wings; the things did nothing for flying but they kept her steady. She smoked while for a while, the sounds of the party were underway. She heard a deep male voice in the crowd of female voices. Calla finished her smoke while Derek glanced at her from time to time. Calla could hear the fluttering beating of his heart. An audino might be able to tell what was causing it but Calla just assumed he was excited by the music.

"I can already hear them fawning over him. That means that my work is finished here." Derek snickered, "Would the little pink lady want to get a drink from inside?"

Calla was already on the move to the front door. The further she was from the pounding drums and expletive laden sounds the better her ears felt. The pair wandered back into the front door and closer to the amber bottles. The drink choices ranged from weak wine coolers to a black bottle of Kanto special sake. Derek placed a plastic cup in front of the Clefable and poured her half a glass of one of the wine coolers while pouring himself some rum.

"So in two to four hours, three girls are going to get railed by one guy. That leaves us. I would toss out my pokeball for you to talk to my pokemon but I'm enjoying the company of the little chain smoking Clefable." Derek chuckled and sat on the couch with his own plastic cup, the dark liquid swirled inside the cup. The burn was enough to make him wince but he kept the liquid courage down.

"Hey Derek, could you keep an eye on Calla? I'm going to head upstairs for a bit." Mariah said with her friends all holding a different bottle of alcohol.

Calla's eyes drifted to the new comer to the room, a man that resembled Derek in the face but that was where similarities ended. Where Derek was short and thin, this other male was large and imposing. Blond hair fashioned in a low cut really brought out his facial features, a charming smile on his face made him approachable but the lithe muscles told of a level fitness that made Calla think of Golduck.

“Hey Jack. We should see totally get some syrup." Mariah's dark-skinned friend blurted out. The girls burst into laughter before they scampered up the stairs with Jack following.

“Derek?" The man called out.

“Yeah?" Derek unconsciously placed his hand on top of the Clefable's head.

“I left both keys on your pokedex, If you gotta go somewhere with the car just fill up the tank later. You know the deal." Jack said before giving his brother a playful fist bump.

“Yeah, yeah. Try not to get too drunk and vomit on the girls." Derek returned the gesture and looked down to Calla.

"It was one time! One time!" Jack feigned annoyance as he climbed up the stairs, "Anyway. We'll be down in a bit if you want to stick around."

Derek waved his brother off as he walked out the the back door. Calla followed him out but not before filling up both of the their cups. Derek quickly unplugged his pokedex from the speaker, killing the next verse of the Unovian rapper before Calla's ears ruptured. Derek pocketed the bike key and noticed the panties hanging off of his speakers.

"That is fuckin' gross, I can't believe them. This speaker cost nearly as much as my bike," Derek groaned and knocked the panties off with his cup."How about we go on a little drive? I don't want to hear the sounds of my brother trying to get his rocks off all night."

Calla shook her head and used her claws to make a walking gesture with her claws, her hands pointed to the full moon. Calla wanted nothing to do with loud noises any more than she had too. Anything dealing with the moon made her feel a buzzing in the air. She gripped his hand in her small claws, his hands were soft and pleasant to the touch. She pulled him out to the woods. She didn't care if it was a bit rude for a trained pokemon to act so familiar with another trainer, Derek wasn't loud and that was enough for her.

"Rather walk through the woods? Am I going to get kidnapped and sent to the moon?" Derek snickered while tightening his own grasp over the Clefable's small claws. The fur on her hands was softer than he expected from a mountainous pokemon.

Calla wiggled her ear and gave him a sinister grin, she could smell the amount of cologne on his body. The human was trying to mate with the other females in her mind, and she knew just the thing that would cheer him up. There was a little more of a pep in her step as she scampered through the woods. Eventually she found what she was looking for: A large hole in the ground that was barely hidden by the bush hanging over it. Calla called into the hole, her voice echoing deep into the hole.

"What's down there?"

Calla ignored Derek as she shouted a little louder, even with her sensitive ears she could barely hear the noise of a response. The ground erupted beneath them as nearly ten feet of green death rose from the hole. Narrow red eyes gazed around slowly, the creature yawned as it gazed down at the human and the fairy that would disturbed its slumber. Ornate scales that ended in leaf like protrusions wagged curiously in the dirt, the powerful muscles hidden under scales as hard as treated wood. The Serperior yawned while coiling around it's bush.

"Oh. Oh...Shit." Derek fell on his rump in surprise while raising his pokedex to scan the pokemon,. "Why would you piss off a Serperior, Calla?"

The Serperior hissed at the pair, Derek reached for his pokeball but Calla held out a hand to stop him. The Super Nerd simply waited and trusted that his new companion wasn't going to die. The pair hissed and squealed at each other. Eventually Calla pointed a claw toward Derek, the Serperior's eyes narrowed as it approached Derek. None of it's movements made a sound, the grass itself parted against it's smooth scales.

"Nice, Serperior. Just don't worry about me. I'm just a completely harmless human who isn't reaching for his pokeball." Derek head his hands up and kept perfectly still, Serperior weren't a pokemon he wanted to tangle with in a dark forest. Behind the pokemon, Calla made gestures for him to stroke the pokemon's head.

Derek's hands slowly approached the serpent's head, he stroked the pokemon's head. The moment his hand touched the pokemon, it relaxed and rested it head on his lap. It slowly rolled over on it's back and allowed him to pet it. Derek relaxed as he stroked the regal pokemon, it's scales were smooth to the touch with just a of a bump to allow it to grip the trunks of trees. He didn't even notice as the Clefable reached her claws over to pet the top of his head. He turned to see a smug grin that had no place on the sweet features of a Clefable.

"You got me. I thought this guy would tear us a new one. I'm used to Kanto snake pokemon, those guys would tear me a new one just for walking down a route."

Calla nodded while sitting down next down next to the human, the soft buzzing of bug pokemon filled the air. Calla was a nocturnal pokemon this was her domain, and the moonlight on her body made her fur stand on end. She let out a chuff of annoyance, her little paws balled up into fist.

"Something wrong Calla?" Derek asked while the Serperior slipped away into it's little den.

Calla nodded which came out as more of a bow with her stocky body, she curled her claw in a small loop around her paw and made a gesture of her other claw penetrating the loop. Derek laughed and shook his head.

"I'm not so upset about it. Even though they like my brother, they are my friends too. I just don't care for them inviting me because they want to get laid. I got to use my speakers for a bit so it wasn't all that bad." Derek rolled his eyes.

Calla moved between his splayed legs until she was nearly eye level, her breathing was heavy and faintly of alcohol and marshmallows. Derek looked up at the moon, "I'm going to take a guess and say that the moon has you in the mood? I heard that Clefairy and Jigglypuffs are sensitive to the moon."

Calla shook her head and snatched the pokedex out of his hand, she typed in the device and held out toward the human. "A little but I'm horky?" Derek read the final word with a questioning look on his face before everything clicked.

"I'm going to have to take a hard pass to that. Sorry. You are cute and adorable but that is definitely different than being sexy." Derek nearly shouted the words, "Just because I keep getting passed over doesn't mean I'm suddenly going to fuck someone's pokemon!"

Calla shrugged and sat next to him, she thumbed through his pokedex and looked through his roster. A Rapidash was the only one on his list, Calla thumbed with the device in silence. The brightness of the device clashed with the serene dimness of the night air. Calla finally closed the pokedex and gave it back to the Derek. She grabbed his hand and put it on top of her head, she was thankful for the darkness that covered her shame. Derek moved his hand over her head as she leaned back.

"So...Hey..." Derek started but swallowed his words, "I uh..."

Calla shook her head, even though he could barely see her in the dark woods. Pity wasn't something she wanted, and especially wasn't something she wanted to get from a human who didn't understand.

"So... Out in Cinnabar Island there is a saying, 'follow the pokemon, they know the way'. It's because the old gym leader Blaine was saved from a pokemon when he was younger. It was his gym motto for so long that all of us started using it." Derek sighed and leaned back against the tree, his eyes focused on the moon that felt so close he could just reach out and touch it. "So... Which way are we going?"

Calla's ears twitched and she began to sing, she stepped in front of him till she blocked his view of the moon. Calla pulled him close, her small lips met with his in a tame kiss. She flicked open the button at the top of his pants and slowly unzipped his pants, the tempo of her song increased as she pulled his manhood from his pants and finished her song. The flat of her palms moved up and down the shaft, the lecherous smile on her face spoke volumes of what she intended for the human. Her hands darted over her human partner, she pulled up his shirt and playfully licked along his chest. Smooth hands cupped her ears before he squeezed with just enough pressure to draw her attention away his smooth skin.

"Just remember, you made this choice." Derek stood up before her, his crotch just inches away from her face. Derek unbuckled his belt and tossed his pants to the dirt, he could make out her surprised expression in the moonlight. "Turn around."

The thick scent of his masculine need shot an excited shiver down Calla's spine as she turned around, her claw scratching beneath her chin. The clouds surrounded the moon once again, she felt like prey turning her back to the a predator. Heat spread along her cheeks as she tried to keep her feet from skipping. One of his hands rested on the top of her head. Her excitement didn't prepare her for being pushed into the soft grass, Calla squeaked in surprise. A hand pressed her to the ground before she could turn around, Derek straddled her back while leaning down to her ear.

"You think you are a hot little pokemon, don't you?" Derek whispered into her ear, "You're a pokemon, you serve humans like a good little Clefable. Tell me how badly you want you."

Derek was sweating madly, he couldn't remember ever being so aggressive in his life. His heart pounded in his chest, his hands gripped her bushy tail. "Beg for it!" He hissed nervously.

Calla felt the wetness between her legs before she even utter a sound, she whimpered and squealed as pleadingly as she could. The sounds of other pokemon in the woods were drowned out from her melodic cries. A hand lifted her tail and the weight lifted from her back and rested on her stubby thighs. She felt the tip of his shaft against her entrance, the warm shaft rubbed between her legs.

Derek thrust inside of her harshly, Calla squealed under him even as he thrust again. Her entrance was tight, almost to the point of pain. He squeezed her little arms while keeping her pinned to the dirt. He kept feeling himself press against a barrier deeper inside of her, Derek was determined to shove as much of himself inside the pink pokemon as he could. Each slam inside of her made his heart throb, there was nothing gentle or sweet about what he was doing. He felt like an animal in rut, the only sound between them were the guttural grunts of Calla and his own moans.

His rutting thrusts were met with her own hips bouncing back to meet his own. He leaned his weight on her, she would feel every inch in her body. Derek slapped his hips down her, she was his fuck meat and he would make sure she knew. The sheer high he felt fucking this pokemon had him reeling as he approached his own orgasm. He lean into her ear gave it a firm bite. Calla squealed but continued to meet his thrusts with her own.

"You like being a little human fuck toy, don't you?" Derek growled into her ear as he slowly applied pressure against her cervix. "Calla the Whore has a nice ring to it."

Calla slowly nodded as the human cock spread her feminine walls and left her a squealing mess, she felt his cock head rubbing against her cervix. She screamed loudly which ended in a soft squeal, she sagged in his grip and rested face down on in the dirt. Derek didn't slow down even a moment, his cock pulled out of her womanhood with a wet pop and he pushed himself back in until he thrust against her cervix. Humans were just too damn big, Calla thought as she let out a grumble of pleasure.

A guttural groan came from the human above her and she felt his hot seed pouring deeply inside of her. Calla felt the full weight of Derek rest on her back, his weight felt good against her soft tail and wings. Her sex tingled from the rough pounding, she panted with her head resting against the soft grass. The heavy human pulled off of her, his cock leaving a dripping trail of semen from her hole.

"Wait here. I'll be back" Derek sighed as he put his pants back on as he walked back toward the home.

Calla didn't move but kept her ears peeled for any pokemon nearby, she chuckled to herself at how badly it would suck to get eaten after just getting laid. She wiggled her feet wondering what he would be would be returning with. Her ears picked up his footsteps as he came back with a pack of cigarettes and a small bag. He grinned at her and passed her a large marshmallow. She lazily held the sweet treat in her mouth.

"You earned this. I didn't think my first time with a pokemon would be so intense. I had something in mind that you might like. Wanna go riding?"

Calla chewed on the sugary goodness as she climbed to her feet, she brushed the dirt off of her body with excited coos. She never got to ride in any vehicles, so many people in Unova just walked everywhere or rode pokemon. She couldn't mask the sheer excitement in her eyes as the moon illuminated the area around them. He reached out a hand to her claws.

"I wasn't too rough on you, was I?" Derek asked with a bit of a worried on his face. "I felt kinda... powerful."

Calla was pulled into a bridal carry, Derek strained a bit holding her ninety pounds like a sack of potatoes. She took the bag from his fingers and fed herself marshmallows. The cool wind felt nice on the her fur as they traveled through the woods toward the pale blue motorized scooters. The shiny scooter gleamed in the moonlight. Calla was going to do something most pokemon rarely got the chance to do. She grinned and wiggled out of his grasp, she darted to the vehicle looking around it's every inch.

"Someone is excited, I'm glad to know that even a nurse pokemon can get excited about something." Derek teased and lifted the seat. He rummaged around the until he found what he was looking for, a small square with a familiar bulged ring in its center. Derek opened the condom package.

Calla was spent and shook her head, she wanted to give her body a break. She looked surprised as Derek sat on the scoot with a smile. His cock throbbed as he sat down on the scooter. Calla wondered what was going to happen next, her heart throbbed in her chest. She wanted him to be aggressive, she feigned disinterest in the bike and the human on top of it. Calla looked away from the bike and crossed her small arms.

Derek nodded, "You know this bike is pretty damn fast. You can feel the wind in your hair, everything just blurs by. I was thinking that a good pokemon like yourself would enjoy a trip to the store and a few more smokes."

Calla rolled her eyes in pretend annoyance, she growled and puffed out her chest in imitation of a primeape. She wasn't to be coaxed, she wanted to be taken. The expression of confusion on his face told her that he didn't understand her meaning. A slow melodic sigh eased out of her as she moved to his hip to retrieve his pokedex. She used her small claws to type furiously, then she turned the bright screen to his face.

Derek read the words with his jaw slightly agape, "You sure?"

"Cha kah!" She respond.

He took a deep breath and picked her up by the waist with one arm. He slowly lowered her on his cock. She leaned forward while he pressed his cock against her asshole. Calla whimpered as the tip pushed through her small ring, she was silently thankful for the small bit of lubricant that was on the condom. Derek pushed her down on his cock slowly, forcefully, making her feel every inch that spread her open. Calla bit her lip as the cock twitched inside her. She felt full and the pain was a hurt that she would hope to enjoy.

Derek slipped goggles over the Clefable's head and his own before he started his bike, every vibration made the pink pokemon clench across his dick. He wouldn't admit to Calla that he fantasized about doing this with a human girl. He pushed her forward till her arms were resting on the handlebar, her smaller stature made every movement pull his cock out or push it deeper in. Derek drove along the routes, the darkness kept anyone from seeing more than a trainer taking his pokemon on a ride.

By the time the pair returned to Mariah's house, Derek's crotch was still tingling. He dropped off Calla at the door. The pokemon didn't walk inside but crawled on all fours, her asshole an agape pink ring with his cum plastered into her fur. Derek waited till she waved him off before heading home. He really hoped that she would clean herself up before Mariah found out. He swallowed hard at the thought of getting known as a pokemon fucker, Derek drove home while fighting the desire to try for another round with the older Clefable.

-------One Week Later--------

Derek worked on the speakers in the back of his store, his mind so focused on replacing wires that he didn't notice the man that stepped inside. He looked up at the tall older man dressed in a nice black shirt with slacks. His tanned skin and graying hair made him stand out as some sort of office big-wig in Derek's mind. The man looked at the Derek and held a broken speaker in his hands.

"Hello, Sir. I'll be with you in a moment but while I finish up you can tell me what's wrong with your speaker?"

"Nothing." The man responded curtly, "You are Derek, correct?"

"Yeah? I don't think I know you, have I done work for you before?" Derek asked without sparing a glance at the man. He did check to make sure that his Rapidash was within eyesight.

"We know each other. After all, you gave my pokemon cigarettes, sodomized her in the dirt, and then sent her home smelling like a brothel." The older male's voice came out smooth and almost calming if it wasn't for the blank stare he was giving Derek.

The Rapidash turned toward him in curiosity, it's hooves quietly tapping on the ground as it approached. Derek waved the pokemon away, he didn't want to get in legal trouble over an attack. He put down the speaker as he collected himself. His mouth opened and closed several times as the words wouldn't come. He kept trying to speak but the words didn't seem to come out.

"Nothing to say, well Calla has a lot to say about you. You do know that the harm and willful assault of a nursing pokemon is against the law in Unova, right?" Dr. Jules locked the door behind himself and leaned against the wall. "What possessed you to do this? Not getting enough human in your life?"

"That's not it. I just... but she was.." Derek grit his teeth and glared, "You wanna call the police, then do it. I'm sorry about doing that without your permission and I didn't try to hurt her I just got caught up in the moment."

"Do you get intimate with your rapidash over there?" The doctor pointed to the pokemon whose eyes seemed to be as large as saucers as it backed away from the pair of humans. "My guess is no from his reaction."

"What do you want?" Derek asked, his voice low and his head beading with sweat.

"I noticed your sign said you are closed on weekends." The doctor spoke with a calm, almost detached air about him,

"I don't see what that has--"

"Answer the question. Today is my day off and I'd rather be fishing than talking to you." The doctor moved his hands over a pile of tools in the corner of the room. "Let's not make this any more uncomfortable for you."

"Yeah. Saturdays I do inventory and Sunday's just my rest day. It's a small shop so I don't have any employees." Derek answered curtly, sweat dripping off of his chin.

"Saturdays, I'll be sending Calla over to work in your shop." Dr. Jules shook his head at the surprised expression on Derek's face. "You aren't the first human to come through my line of work that screwed a pokemon. If you keep this up though, the league might change your trainer card to match."

"Why? I mean, Thank you, but why?" Derek exhaled louder than he intended from relief, he wiped his brow.

"Because my pokemon is a jaded, opinionated, overweight, and crass little punk..." Dr. Jules' hard expression softened as he continued, "But she has saved many lives and never got the chance to really be a pokemon. So if she wants to spend more time with you, she has my blessing."

"So that's it? You aren't going to report me or take it out on Calla?" Derek asked, his spine finding itself.

"After what I learned, I think anything I did would be seen as kinky and not disciplinary." Jules walked over to the Rapidash that was trying his best to not be noticed, he rubbed under the equine pokemon's cream muzzle. "I find it weird, but no different than the occasional breeder specialist that comes in with their pokemon. Saturday, I'll drop her off."

For a moment the pair looked at each other and Dr. Jules placed his speaker on the counter, "You don't seem like a bad sport and Mariah put in the good word for you. I would have called the police but Calla wrote the most disparaging letter about my 'ruining her chance' to feel like a wild Clefairy." Jules tapped the speaker, "She will be retiring soon. I was going to find her a hobby but I think just assisting you would be pleasant for her."

"I would like to see her again. She is so human-like that I didn't think I was dealing with a pokemon." Derek said as he pushed the heavy speaker to the side, the customer would pick it up later.

"I raised her well." Dr. Jules prepared to leave, "I'll leave her in your care for work. I trust you'll engage her mind as well as her body. Clefable are surprisingly adaptive and a bored one is likely to make her own fun."

Derek nodded, "Thanks again, I'm sorry about everything. Maybe I could treat you out to a few beers and make this less uncomfortable for both of us Mister...?"

"Jules. It's my last name but it's much easier to pronounce. I'll think about drinking with you later, I see how that turns out." The older man chuckled before closing the door and leaving Derek to his work.