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The Sex Lives of Pokémon: Good Boy!

(M Arcanine & M Eevee + Human F)

NOTE: This story takes place sometime after Buddy is adopted and before Choco, Willie, and Apollo were adopted.

After I brought Buddy home with me, I thought that I wouldn't need another pokémon for a pet. Buddy was sweet and loving to me, rubbing his soft and fluffy cheek against my own when I held him to my face, giving me lots of eevee kisses, and just being affectionate towards me anytime he saw me nearby. I also brought him along with me a lot whenever I went out on one of my non-sexual adventures, usually when I went to a place like the grocery store or something. His small size made it easy to carry him with me, since I bought a special 'riding pouch' for him to stay in whenever we were out together.

The 'riding pouch' operated much in the same way that a kangaroo's pouch would. It allowed Buddy to peek his head out from the opening of the pouch with his front paws usually hanging from it, all while keeping him secure on the inside. The interior of the pouch was lined with a special memory foam that molded around the rider's body to keep them comfortable while also preventing them from bouncing around too much while riding. It worked the best on rainy days, since Buddy would be protected from the rain by the umbrella I carried with me. Although, Buddy didn't seem to mind playing in the rain. I sometimes saw him jumping around in the puddles on wet summer days whenever I let him outside. It didn't matter to him how hard it was raining or how stormy it was, if it was raining outside, he'd want to go play in the rain. This made me think that when Buddy evolved that he'd become a vaporeon, but I would let him make that choice if he wanted to.

Whenever I had him in the pouch, though, Buddy had to behave himself. He had to stay put and out of the rain, despite his natural playfulness. I'd allow him to play for a bit once we got back, but I didn't want to carry around a soaking wet eevee. He was disappointed that I wouldn't let him splash around in the puddles, but he was a good boy and did as I asked him...most of the time.

One afternoon, I was out with Buddy in my riding pouch during a heavy rainstorm. I needed to make a trip to my local convenience store to pick up some milk and bread and I couldn't leave Buddy at home by himself, he was too afraid that something would happen to me if I went out when it was raining. Thankfully, the owners of the convenience store were nice enough to allow me to bring Buddy inside...as long as he stayed inside the pouch while we were there. He always behaved while we were in the store, staying inside the pouch as I got my groceries, and even allowing some of the local kids to pet him when they asked me if they could. Buddy seemed to like kids, and I couldn't help wondering if he saw me as the future mother of his pups whenever I allowed him to mount me. Of course, I knew that would never happen, but I couldn't help thinking that he wanted to get me pregnant so he could have some sons and daughters to play with.

However, there were no kids in the store at the time we got there. It was quiet, likely as a result of the pouring rain outside. So, I was able to quickly pick up my groceries, place them in the reusable bag I brought with me from home and left the store within a few minutes. Then, on the way home, Buddy's ears immediately perked up, detecting some sort of noise that I couldn't hear clearly. This caused him to leap out of my pouch onto the sidewalk, turning towards an alley where he heard the sound come from. I didn't know what was going on, but Buddy seemed to be concerned about something. After a few moments, I heard him call out to me frantically before running down the alley at a full sprint. It seemed as if Buddy wanted me to follow him.

Curiously, I followed my pet eevee down the alley, past a dumpster and some garbage cans. It wasn't exactly a very pleasant place to be in, even under normal weather conditions, and I had to wonder why Buddy insisted that I followed him down the uninviting alley. Then, next to another dumpster and inside a wet cardboard box, I found the answer. It was a young growlithe, soaking wet and curled up into a ball, shivering as it seemed like it was barely alive. Buddy must have heard it from a distance and knew that it was in distress.

I let Buddy climb back into my pouch and turned my attention to the growlithe, carefully moving down towards him. As I did, the pup's eyes open and I heard a very soft whimper come from him. It was if he was asking me to help him.

Naturally, I couldn't leave the poor thing to freeze to death, so I carefully picked him up in my arms and carried him to the same pokémon center that I brought Buddy to when I first adopted him. Upon arriving at the center, the head nurse took one look at the pup I found and shook her head. "I don't know if there's anything I'll be able to do for him", she mentioned, seeing how dire the pup's condition was. He seemed very hypothermic and a test to determine the strength of his internal fire core showed that it was very weak, likely from exposure to the cold and wet elements.

"Please...you have to try!", I pleaded. "He called out to me asking for my help, I don't want to let him down!", I added a few moments later as Buddy seemed to echo my sentiment, climbing back out of my pouch and putting a paw on the growlithe's forehead.

The nurse saw how Buddy and I reacted and sighed. "Alright...I'll try...but I'm not going to make any promises", she mentioned before placing a respirator on the growlithe's nuzzle. "I'm going to need to place him intensive care, so it'll be best if you and Buddy headed home for now. I'll call you as soon as something happens", she added as I picked Buddy back up and placed him in the pouch, thanking the nurse for at least attempting to save the growlithe's life.

Two days passed after that, and the weather took a dramatic turn. It had gone from raw and rainy to warm and sunny, a picture-perfect day for me to be out in the yard with my playful Buddy. I had an eevee-sized frisbee to throw to him, letting him catch it in mid-air before he brought it back to me, bounding with energy and wanting me to throw it again. He was a happy eevee again, eager to play with me, far removed from how worried he seemed to be when we found the pup. However, as I came back inside after playing with Buddy, I heard my phone ring. I picked it up and answered it, learning that it was the nurse from the pokémon center.

"I think that you should come down here...and you might want to bring Buddy along with you", she mentioned over the phone, making me wonder what she had to tell me. Considering what she told me previously, I started to think the worst about the poor growlithe. I started to think that we were too late in helping it and that it was either about to be humanely euthanized or was already dead.

I grabbed Buddy's riding pouch and called to him, letting him hop inside it before leaving for the pokémon center, expecting the worst when I got there. What I got instead was an unexpected and pleasant surprise.

Upon arriving at the pokémon center, the head nurse brought out the same growlithe that Buddy and I saw a couple days earlier, looking much different from before. He was clean, energetic, and seemed quite happy to see me as he came right to me, standing on his hind paws while having his front paws on my leg, all while having a big smile on his face.

I reached down with one hand to pet the growlithe, stroking his warm and fluffy fur and scratching behind one of his ears, getting him to start panting happily. "I think he likes you", the head nurse commented while I was bonding with the pup, feeling relieved to know that he was alive and well. "Anyway, we did a check to see if he belonged to anyone and we couldn't find any sort of information about him. So, as far as we could tell, he seems to have been abandoned by someone who didn't want him", she added.

Hearing this, I felt bad for the pup, he could've died a horrible and lonely death if it wasn't for Buddy and I intervening. Speaking of Buddy, it seemed as if the pup appreciated Buddy's assistance as well. He was able to reach far enough up to where he could get to Buddy's pouch, licking Buddy's face and cheek happily. Buddy seemed to appreciate this gesture and licked him back on his cheek, making it seem as if the two of them would be able to get along quite nicely if I brought the growlithe home to live with us.

"Hey...do you think that I could bring this one home with me? I think he would be much happier living in a warm home and having a little playmate", I asked the nurse curiously.

The nurse smiled and provided me with some paperwork she had with her. "I was hoping that you would say something like that. I know that you'll take good care of him and that he'll be happy living with you and Buddy. He seems very friendly, so you shouldn't have too much to worry about", the nurse answered.

I was more than happy to take the growlithe pup home with me. Not only would he give me more companionship and give Buddy a 'little brother', I could also train the growlithe pup to be my personal bodyguard. In my expeditions I've come across aggressive male pokémon that I had been observing, knowing that they were too wild and too aggressive to research by letting them mate with me. There was one time where I had been chased by a tauros who was in the middle of mating with a miltank. He chased me up a tree and tried to knock me down out of it. He would've succeeded if it wasn't for the miltank encouraging him to stop by presenting herself to the bull, essentially telling him that it wasn't worth goring me over her, she knew I was no competition to him and there were no other tauros nearby to compete for the miltank's eggs.

Eventually, sex won out over anger and he went back to breeding the willing miltank, allowing me time to get the hell out of dodge before he changed his mind and came after me again. I didn't have any pokémon of my own to help protect me. Buddy was too small and too delicate to send into battle against an enraged and lust-filled tauros. He'd be of more use once he evolved, but I wasn't going to force evolution on him, I wanted him to evolve or choose to evolve naturally.

A growlithe, on the other hand, would put up more of a fight and had the benefit of having a long-range attack with his fire breath. Furthermore, once he got old enough, he would evolve into an arcanine and become even more powerful, while maintaining his loyalty to me. This growlithe pup could prove to be a valuable ally on my expeditions in the future.

However, it would have to wait a while. I wasn't going to risk putting too much stress on the pup after what he had been through, I'd wait a while for him to build up more strength then begin training him. In the meantime, I brought the playful pup home with me and Buddy, giving him a much better life than what he had before we found him. I named the pup Buster, since it seemed like that name suited the male.

Within the first few days of bringing Buster home, he and Buddy became like brothers. They often played together, using the old T-shirt that I used with Buddy before adopting Buster to play tug-of-war with him. It seemed like it might have been a mismatch to put a much larger growlithe against a male eevee, but Buddy was stronger than he looked. He was able to keep Buster occupied, using his lower center of gravity to his advantage.

At night, I'd let Buster and Buddy sleep at my bedside, with Buster curled up at the foot of the bed. Buddy snuggled in with his 'brother', using the warmth of the growlithe's body to become comfortable. Buster didn't seem to mind when Buddy did this and even licked at Buddy's forehead in a friendly manner. It seemed as if Buster and Buddy would be friends forever.

In the weeks and months that followed, Buster gradually grew from the playful puppy that he was when I first met him into a mature wolf-sized adult arcanine. However, even as an arcanine, Buster's personality remained unchanged. He was still loyal and affectionate to me, being large enough for me to wrap my arms around his warm body at night when I slept. Buddy was too small to play with him normally at this point, but Buster remained gentle to the smaller male eevee. He'd still allow Buddy to come up to him to snuggle every now and then, still treating Buddy like a brother. Still, there seemed to be something Buster wanted from me that I didn't give him before.

While he was still a growlithe, Buster happened to walk in on one of the times where I allowed Buddy to play his favorite 'game'. I would take off my clothes, open my legs and let the eager male eevee climb onto my belly, introducing his foxhood to my eager vagina. I started letting him mate with me this way since in this position Buddy was able to turn a tie with me once he became locked inside my passage, making the eevee male much happier than he was the first time I let him inside me. I still planned on letting him mount me in the traditional way, but not until he evolved, whenever that would happen.

Buster wasn't quite mature enough to be interested in mating at that point, so when he saw Buddy and I joined together, with the male eevee trying to fill me with his pups, Buster simply sat there with an awkward look on his face. He seemed confused, wondering what we were doing and why Buddy and I were locked together sexually, and even more puzzled when Buddy pulled out and gobs of his eevee seed ejected from my vaginal opening.

It was only natural for him to feel this way at that point. He wasn't mature enough to know about sex, nor had the ability to reproduce, so his mating instincts hadn't kicked in. However, once Buster became an arcanine, I started to notice that he was becoming interested in me. Whenever I would embrace him or rub his belly for an extended period of time, I'd notice his penis emerging from the sheath. He never seemed to try and mount me, possibly because he wasn't sure if I would allow him to, but it was entirely possible that he wanted to mate.

Naturally, since Buster was much larger than Buddy, his penis was also considerably bigger. It seemed to be about 7 1/2" in length and was at least as thick as most human males...not including the knot. The knot was about the size of a golfball at rest and would likely grow to about twice its normal size upon full arousal. If I allowed Buster to mount me, it was certain that he'd be able to do it in the natural way, and his length would feel better inside me than Buddy's smaller penis would as well.

I started to have thoughts about having sex with Buster, feeling the warm and powerful male climb over my backside, latch his front legs around my hips and deliver his puppies to my uterus. I also thought about how it might feel to have his swollen bulb become locked inside my vagina, joining us together for a half-hour or more while he came leisurely inside me, attempting to impregnate me with his sperm. When I thought about this, I felt my loins become wet and warm for Buster, seeming willing to let the big arcanine male have a turn inside me. But I didn't want Buddy to think that I was choosing Buster over him. I still loved my Buddy and I wanted to keep playing with him, it’s just that I could do a lot more with Buster at this point than I could with a smaller male eevee. So, if I wanted to let Buster mount me, it would have to be at a time and place where it could be just the two of us together.

Finding a place for the two of us to mate would be easy, I could just bring Buster out to the woods, it was highly unlikely that there would be any problems, especially since Buster was big enough to keep any creatures away from us during the mating. The problem was figuring out what to do with Buddy while I was out with Buster. I couldn't leave Buddy alone, not while I was out in the woods, he would become depressed if I were gone for that long, so I needed to find a place to bring him where he would be happier and wouldn't miss me as much.

I wanted to find someone who also had a pokémon for a pet...preferably one around Buddy's size and female. My thinking behind this was if I could find Buddy a female pokémon to play with, he might grow interested in her and the two could mate together while Buster mated with me. Curiously, I looked throughout the neighborhood, attempting to find the perfect playmate for Buddy, what I got in return was better than anything I could've hoped for.

It turned out that a few blocks away there was someone who owned a female vulpix, a female vulpix who happened to be in heat and wanting to be bred. The owner of the female vulpix felt uncomfortable with her sexual advances, seeing the female present her vulva to him and even rub against his genitals, so he needed a male pokémon to satisfy her biological needs. I told the owner that I could bring Buddy over to spend some time with his female vulpix, hoping that the two of them could mate and produce pups together. He didn't seem to mind letting his vulpix become pregnant, vulpix pups were highly desirable as pets, though it would take several weeks after their birth for them to be old enough to be separated from their mother.

He agreed to let Buddy stay with him and his vulpix for one afternoon. He also mentioned that if the breeding was successful that he would be willing to let Buddy see the female vulpix anytime she desired mating, giving Buddy someone else to mount while he was too small to do it with me in the traditional sense. With that in mind, I brought Buddy over to meet the female vulpix right away, carrying him in the pouch as he stuck his head out and quickly became excited.

It seemed that Buddy sensed the female's heat with his nose from outside the house and grew quite eager to find the female producing the intoxicating aroma. "Now, I want you to be a good boy and be nice to Vicki. Don't be afraid to play with her the same way that you play with me", I told Buddy as we arrived at the house, hoping that he'd understand that I wanted him to mate with Vicki...at least for today.

He turned to look at me with a puzzled look on his face. It seemed like his genitals wanted Vicki, but his heart wanted me. So, I picked my little Buddy up and nuzzled his small nose. "Don't worry honey, I still love you and we can still have our playtime together, too. I just thought that you might be happy being with a female closer to your size for once", I told him softly, trying not to bring up how I planned on having Buster mate with me while Buddy was with Vicki.

Buddy still seemed unsure for a few more moments, until the fire vixen appeared at the door. Vicki looked like any other female vulpix, with no unusual colorations and the typical light brown eyes of her kind. However, when she showed up, I noticed that there was a warm and spicy scent filling the air around me. I knew that scent from before, recognizing it as the aroma of heat emanating from Vicki's vulva.

During my time observing (and mating with) pokémon, I happened to watch a vulpix couple making pups together one time, with the female producing a scent similar to the one that came from Vicki...except it seemed as if Vicki's aroma was stronger. Her scent also included various pheromones, ones that were targeted towards males specifically. They were designed to arouse a male sexually and get him interested in mounting her...and these pheromones weren't limited to affecting male pokémon either. Any non-pokémon canids in the immediate vicinity would be able to smell Vicki's heat and become incredibly horny. It was even possible that the pheromones could arouse a human male sexually, but only under certain rare genetic conditions.

Sure enough, the scent of Vicki's vulva caused my little Buddy to spring forth from the pouch and dart over to the female, his penis fully erect and twitching and his tail raised high in excitement. It seemed as if Buddy was willing to play with Vicki after all.

On her end, Vicki seemed to welcome Buddy's excited behavior, first responding by licking him on the nose, then intentionally brushing her six tails against his nuzzle. She seemed almost ready to let Buddy mount her, but she wouldn't let him do it right away. He'd first have to show that he had the stamina and drive to father her pups. This led to the two of them running around the house, with Buddy chasing Vicki as his maleness kept twitching for her, the tip of it dribbling with precum every so often. Buddy seemed hell-bent on mounting and knotting the playful vixen, spilling his sperm into her fertile body and providing Vicki with a litter of vulpix and/or eevee pups.

It seemed like Buddy was in good hands, but I decided to stick around for a little while, waiting until Vicki finally decided that she was tired of running around to tease Buddy. She wanted to mate, and she wasn't shy about showing this desire to Buddy by raising her tails and exposing her dark and swollen vulva to him. He quickly mounted Vicki and inserted his happy foxhood into her folds, greedily humping her and letting his bulb smack against the puffy outer lips.

"Good boy, Buddy...breed her the same way that you'd want to breed with me", I thought to myself, realizing that Buddy would be fine with Vicki and her owner for a while. That was when I decided it was time to leave for home and meet up with Buster.

When I arrived home, Buster was there waiting for me, just like he always was whenever I went somewhere and left him behind. He was there to greet me, standing up on his hind legs, behaving just like any normal dog would when their human companion come home. I felt him lick me several times with that hot and moist arcanine tongue, licking my cheeks, my nose, and even my mouth. I tried to have him avoid licking me around the mouth, but I knew he couldn't completely help himself; he was just happy to see me again...in more ways than one.

Even though I had no physical contact with Vicki, enough of her scent managed to cling to my clothes that Buster could smell her heat on them. As a result, Buster's rod exploded out of its sheath, reaching full length and arousal within a matter of seconds, even twitching as it began to bead with precum at the tip.

"Oh my...did Vicki's heat make you horny or are you just excited to see me?", I commented to Buster before he resumed his rapid and repeated face licking and moved even closer to me. I could even feel the tip of his member touch against my crotch, trying to get through my jeans to mate with me.

Although I wanted to mate with Buster, I knew that it had to wait for a better time and place. Besides, if I knew him, he wanted to go all the way with me, and it would be difficult for him to turn a successful tie if I were standing up during sex. So, before he got too wound up, I put my hands on his cheeks and rubbed them lightly, touching my nose to his.

"Hold on there, Buster. I know you want to put your puppies in me, but you'll have to wait for a little while", I softly commented to him, hoping he'd understand.

Buster seemed to get the message and sat down on the ground, though his doghood remained fully aroused and trembling, eager for sex. "Good boy", I commented in a warm tone, giving his nuzzle a gentle rub for a moment before reaching down to pet a different part of his anatomy, letting my palm stroke against the underside of his hot maleness. "Now then, while your 'brother' is busy playing with Vicki, you and I will get to spend some alone time together", I mentioned calmly as he looked at me while panting and blushing, enjoying my hand touching against his flesh.

"Let's go for a ride!", I suggested to him in a playful manner, getting Buster to wag his tail and stand back up on all fours. He still kept his erection the whole time, thinking that he would soon get to pass his seed onto me. His assumption was correct, but I wouldn't let him inside my pussy until I was ready for it. He'd just have to hold in his load and wait a little longer.

Once I was able to get Buster to calm down some, we got into my car and took a drive out to the woods, making sure to pick a spot that was several miles from the nearest town to ensure privacy for the two of us. It took a little while to find the perfect mating ground, but after driving for a little over an hour and hiking through the woods for several more minutes, we came up on a spot that seemed to be ideal for mating.

It was a small grassy patch located underneath a break in the canopy of trees surrounding us. On one end of the clearing, I saw that there were wild blueberry bushes growing, with berries on them nearly ripe for eating. I could also hear running water, suggesting that there was a river not too far from where we were, even though I couldn't see it through the bushes and trees.

Buster remained by my side as we walked through the forest, still as eager as ever to 'make puppies'. His proud canid cock remained exposed during our hike through the woods, with precum creating a trail of singed grass blades whenever it dripped from his tip. Fortunately, I knew that Buster was capable of controlling the temperature of his semen. He had to have this ability; in case he was to ever mate with a female that wasn't a fire-type. So, I wasn't concerned with him burning or melting my insides unintentionally during sex. Plus, the singed grass would be beneficial in a way, marking the pathway we took to find our mating spot, which would help me find our way back to the car when it was time to leave.

However, that wouldn't be for a while yet. Buster and I had other plans right now and once our mating spot had been selected, I got down to my knees and called Buster to me. He came to me right away, his tail wagging continuously while panting and having his doghood trembling with desire. "This looks like a good spot for us...don't you think?", I asked him in a sweet tone, getting licks of excitement from his tongue and him placing his front paws on my shoulders, as if he was trying to get inside me right then and there.

"Whoa...easy boy! Let me get ready first, then you can put those puppies in me", I promptly replied, encouraged by his eagerness, but still not quite ready to receive it. I still had to get out of my clothes before he could mount me.

When I started to undress, I began with my pants and panties, exposing my pussy to the horny male arcanine. I decided to go with the bottom first, since I figured this was the part of my body he was the most interested in. As I undressed, he sat nearby, whimpering a little as I could see he was starting to grow impatient. He'd been holding his erection for a while and there was little doubt that he had a big load building inside his balls that he wanted to give me. After removing my panties, I took off my shirt next, placing it in a pile on the grass with the pants and panties. For a moment, I thought about taking off the bra I wore as well, but I figured it would be pointless to remove it since Buster probably had little interest in my breasts. He was likely more interested in the space between my legs.

Once I had enough of my clothing off, I decided that Buster had waited long enough to get what he wanted. It was time to let him mount me. So, I got down onto the grass, getting on my hands and knees, making sure that my butt was facing towards him as I did so. I gave it a little wiggle, trying to entice him to mating with me even more, though given how much his boner was throbbing even before I started to undress it seemed as if any further stimulation was unnecessary. "Mmm...come over here and give me some puppies!", I coaxed as I shook my tush at him, looking back as he immediately got on his feet and started walking towards me.

I braced myself for what would happen next, thinking that he might be so aroused that he'd mount me right away. Although my insides were already a bit wet from looking at his member and thinking about sex, I felt they could've used a little more lubrication before I received him. I only hoped that he wouldn't be too rough until he made me wetter.

However, Buster surprised me. He didn't climb on top of me once he was close to my backside. Instead, I felt his hot breath against my vagina, feeling quite steamy as it escaped his panting mouth. Then, if that wasn't enough, he put his tongue against my folds and began licking them in an upward motion, doing so slowly and deeply. His tongue was very warm and moist, caressing against my sensitive outer lips and clitoris, helping to make the inside of my vagina quiver and dampen. It seemed as if he knew I needed some added stimulation and he intended to keep licking me there until he was convinced I was ready to mate.

"Mmm...you're a good boy, Buster!", I told him happily, enjoying his licking as I noticed him give off a soft growl while his tongue lapped at my flesh. It wasn't an aggressive growl, I heard it come from him several times before whenever I touched him in a place he liked to be touched. It was a growl of happiness, he seemed to enjoy licking my pussy and hearing me praise him while doing so.

He continued to do this for a few moments as his penis kept twitching and dripping with precum. It wasn't leaving scorch marks in the grass as it dripped onto the blades now, meaning that Buster had cooled things down some to allow for a safe and more comfortable mating. Still, I hoped that he still kept some extra heat in that load, because I wanted to feel his warmth spread through my insides.

I would get the chance to find out soon enough, as Buster stopped licking at my folds and decided it was time to mate. I felt him climb onto my back, moving somewhat slowly as he pulled the upper half of his body on top of me and placed his front paws at my hips. I felt him clutch them firmly, making sure he had a good hold of my body as he brought his lower half towards my backside, attempting to stick his penis into my pussy.

As he tried to enter, I felt Buster hump me, rubbing the tip of his pole against various parts of my rump. I felt it first touch against my butthole at first, dribbling a small amount of his hot precum onto it as it seemed he was about to penetrate me there. I had to act fast before he could insert it. "A little lower, honey. You can't put your puppies in me if you stick it in my ass", I mentioned in a somewhat playful tone, not wanting to be stern with Buster since I knew he couldn't completely help himself.

He seemed to get the message and I felt him re-position his maleness so it was aiming more at my vaginal lips, touching and rubbing against them several times. "Mmm...that's better", I mentioned, waiting for the moment where he would enter me. "Keep going, hon...you're almost there!", I added, encouraging him to finish what he started.

I felt his paws tighten around my hips a little more and felt his pole touch against me more often, pressing against my pussy a bit harder. Then, after a few attempts, the tip of his doghood met with my vaginal entrance and he proudly pushed forward, sending his shaft deep inside me. Once he was entering my pussy, I heard continuous panting coming from Buster as it seemed he enjoyed how tight I was around his pole, pushing it forward until all but his knot was in me.

His doghood felt as good inside me as it looked when I first saw it erect. It was thick and quite responsive, twitching every second or so as it moved far into my pussy. It also felt very warm to the touch, radiating its heat through my vaginal walls, coaxing them to tighten even further around him and produce more juices to keep us both comfortable. Finally, there was his precum that launched into me, hitting my cervix even though his tip wasn't deep enough to touch it. The precum was still rather warm, creating a tingling sensation on my cervix as it became coated in his goo. Given that Buster had not put his bulb in me, I figured that he could probably touch my cervix with his tip before he came, letting his sperm get directly into my uterus.

Soon, Buster was humping me, moving at a fairly rapid pace while his front paws held my hips firmly. I felt his maleness constantly moving back and forth through my passage, rubbing it vigorously as it kept throbbing. If that wasn't enough, his knot would bump against my outer lips and clitoris each time he moved inward, pushing against them a little before pulling back. He had been waiting for this for a while, and now that he was in me, he was going to make sure his puppies were planted deep inside my womb.

I did my best to take what Buster had to offer, letting him go at his preferred pace. I knew it was better if I let my pokémon partners mate with me at their preferred speed, knowing that they might not enjoy it as much if they had to slow down for me. Besides, with how warm his pole felt against my insides, and how it massaged my vaginal walls, he seemed to do a good enough job in keeping me satisfied.

"Mmm...yeah...you've got lots of puppies for me, don't ya?", I coaxed, trying to spur Buster's sex drive even further. He responded by leaning over my body a bit more and pressing his bulb even harder against my outer lips while moving from side-to-side. Furthermore, the jets of his precum launched into me more often, spreading its warmth through the upper portion of my vagina and glazing my cervix (which was now rhythmically contracting and expanding to the stimulation I received from Buster). He was now close enough where I could feel his breath against my right cheek, listening to him pant as his desire to breed was driving his behavior. I wanted to reach back to pet him a bit while he was mating with me, but I figured it was best if I kept both of my hands on the ground, at least until I was knotted to him.

Gradually, with each inward thrust, I felt my outer lips spread open a little further as his knot got closer to slipping through my entrance. The throbbing in his hot doghood grew more intense and more frequent, with the entire length thickening some against my insides. I knew he was close to orgasm and I felt ready to receive his load. "Mmm...go ahead, honey...put it in and give me your puppies!", I exclaimed, encouraging Buster to finish what he started, awaiting the feeling of arcanine semen in my uterus.

He kept vigorously humping me, moving from side-to-side while doing so, until I finally felt his bulb slip past my outer lips into my vagina. I let out a loud gasp when the bulb first entered, but soon relaxed as my walls closed in around it. Seconds later, I heard Buster let out a loud roar while his head was tilted skyward, launching an intense flame from his mouth. As this happened, from the tip of his maleness (which now kissed my cervix), I felt a strong rush of hot and thick semen shoot through the neck of my uterus, pooling inside of it quickly. It was warmer than anything I experienced from a pokémon male to date, spreading throughout my womb as even more cream launched from Buster's tip.

"Ahh...yes! Good boy!", I called to Buster, accepting every drop of his payload, feeling the large and happy male on top of me, still having his front paws locked to my hips. However, as he came inside me, I started to notice something else happening down towards my vaginal entrance. His knot was beginning to inflate, pushing further against my walls as I did my best to fit it inside me. As it grew, I noticed that it seemed to pulse quite rapidly, almost as if it had its own separate heartbeat. This, combined with the natural heat it generated, radiated through my lower vaginal walls, making them feel very warm and sensitive to touch.

The most intense part of his orgasm lasted about a minute, leaving my uterus about half-full of his semen. After this, I still felt additional spurts of his seed enter me, but they came every few seconds and didn't last as long as the initial burst. Now that Buster felt calmer and his knot was still growing in my vagina, he felt affectionate enough to lick the side of my face with his hot tongue, letting out a happy growl while doing so. I reached back to touch his nuzzle, stroking it a little while he licked me and smiled. "I love you, too", I told him sweetly, thinking that this was his way of saying that he loved me...well, that and what happened next.

After a minute or two of licking, I noticed that Buster's bulb had grown to slightly larger than baseball-size and seemed to be stuck inside my vagina. In addition, he was still spitting jets of his semen every few seconds, leisurely adding to the pool of cum that was already in my vagina. Now, Buster felt it was time to complete our union, to ensure that any puppies that would come from me would be from his sperm.

I felt his paws release their grip around my hip while I moved my hand back to the ground and braced myself for the tie. Seconds later, I felt Buster dismount me and move around towards the left, while his doghood remained deep inside my vaginal canal. The knot tugged back a little as he turned the tie, making me gasp once more as I felt it try to pull back out. However, my grip was too tight, and his bulb was too big for the two of us to become separated.

A few more seconds passed before I looked back and saw Buster behind me, with his backside and mine touching each other, our genitals locked together. He looked back at me and panted happily, still inseminating me further while we were joined. Now, it was official. In Buster's mind and heart, I was his alpha female, the one who he wanted to make puppies with more than any other female that he could possibly come across. Of course, Buster wasn't aware that his sperm and my eggs weren't compatible with each other, but I didn't want to spoil things for him. I simply relaxed and let Buster think he was impregnating me, feeling more of his semen slowly accumulate in my womb.

We remained like this for what seemed to be forever, but it only turned out to be about an hour as Buster slowly and happily drained his balls. By the time I finally felt him stop firing his load, my belly had a noticeable bulge from all the cream he pumped into it. My entire uterus was coated in a thick layer of arcanine semen, feeling hot and very tingly against my insides. Some of his seed even made it into my tubes, also providing a warm and tingly sensation there. He was a highly productive male, and if I had been a female of his kind, it was almost certain that growlithe pups would result from our mating.

Eventually, Buster relaxed, and I felt his bulb slowly shrink, gradually coming loose from my vaginal canal. It also felt cooler to the touch, suggesting that it felt warmer when he was sexually aroused than it did when it was at rest. However, it would still be a few more minutes before the knot finally returned to its normal size and gradually pulled out of me.

After he removed his knot, the rest of his penis followed quickly, leaving behind a small batch of hot arcanine seed dripping from the entrance to my vagina. More of his leftover seed could be seen on his still exposed doghood, though it wasn't as rigid as it had been before he mounted me.

Once I had a chance to recover a little, I turned over so that I was sitting on the grass in front of Buster, still completely naked and still having a little of his excess semen dribbling from my crotch. We may have been done mating, but I wasn't quite finished showing my appreciation for him. "Come over here, you big 'hot dog'!", I playfully told him, opening my arms to let him come to me for cuddles.

He happily obliged, coming to me like he often did as I embraced him, holding onto his warm and fluffy body. He licked me repeatedly, especially around my mouth and nose, feeling glad that I allowed him to mate with me. His breath was still very warm and had almost a hot cinnamon-like smell to it, probably from the special biscuits I gave him earlier in the day to improve his breath. They didn't taste like cinnamon to him, but when the biscuits mixed with his natural fire abilities, they produced the breath that was quite pleasant, as opposed to having 'dog breath' like normal canids.

It felt good to cuddle with him after sex, especially seeing how affectionate and happy he was to be around me. However, I knew it couldn't keep going on forever. After a few minutes of snuggling, the combination of his semen deep inside my womb and his natural warmth as an arcanine started to make me feel hot and a bit sweaty. I began to worry that I was actually becoming too warm, even though I still wanted to keep Buster close to me. I knew that he couldn't help it completely, it was just the way that he was as a fire-type.

Eventually, I figured that I needed to have a chance to cool down a little to avoid overheating. So, as much as I didn't want to, I released my grip around Buster and slipped away from him. At first, he seemed a bit puzzled. He thought that I was happy being with him, especially after he had turned the tie with me earlier. I touched my nose to his, rubbed it gently and explained things to him.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I would really like to cuddle with you some more, but I think I need to take a break for a little bit", I told him in a soft tone. "Why don't you go ahead and take a rest for a bit. I'm going to go look for the river and cool off", I continued before reaching down to Buster's sheath to give it a little rub. "Who knows, maybe when I get back, I'll let you mate with me some more", I suggested, watching as my rubbing started to make Buster's doghood come back out of its sheath. "Yeah...I'll bet that you'd like to be stuck to me again and put some more puppies in my womb", I coaxed, getting him to pant eagerly as more of his shaft came out.

I ended the conversation with a kiss on his nose, to which he responded with a sweet lick to mine. "Don't stop thinking about me now, hon...I'll be back soon", I assured Buster, leaving him to relax in the grass clearing while I decided to take a walk through the woods to look for the river that was nearby.

To be continued in Episode 6...