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Walking down the snowy hill, Freddie knew this was a horrible idea. One that only he could’ve thought of as he tried to find shelter before the blizzard. Great job, trying to catch a photo of Articuno during one of Kanto’s coldest winters! And all because of some unfounded rumour. His Alolan Ninetales brushed against his arm. “Nine-?” “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine buddy.” It was barely the truth. His arms and legs had stiffened up from the frost and his whole body was feeling sluggish. Truth to be told, he couldn’t even feel his body well. Felt like moving clunks of ice around with how unforgivably cold it is. And at any moment now, the frostbite was going to rob his fingers. “Let’s jus…just huddle inside a cave.” The little fella searched within the area, sniffing within the snow. He suited perfectly here with his glossy snow white fur and tails. So much so he made his trainer jealous. Freddie rubbed against his hands. Good Arcesus, they were too far up now to climb down in a single day. Originally, the weather forecast had predicted it was going to be a warm week throughout Kanto and that would grant him enough time to capture Articuno in its natural habitat but… a sudden blizzard had arrived in the middle of the week, causing everything to freeze up. “Ninetales!” Suddenly, he returned, pointing at one of the caves. Nice. Just what they needed to recover their strength. Dragging his body, he could tell something was terribly wrong. Like his body felt like it was going to drop at any second. Finally arriving inside the cave, he laid by the stone. Still in terms of actual temperature, it didn’t help much. He knew he needed fire. But with his hands shivering under layers of thick clothes, he found it hard to even take them out. “Nine! Nine!” His buddy, Hal, called out. He rubbed against his colder body before stomping down. “Nine! Nine!” “W…what is it…Hal?” “Nine! Ninetales!” “Oh yeah, I’m fine…” From his bag, he tossed it to the side. “I… I just need to sleep for a bit, alright?” “Nine! Nine!” His barks were getting softer under the blizzard snow. Freddie’s eyes were getting harder to keep them on. Like he was going to close them at any moment and sleep. Hell, he couldn’t even feel cold anymore. It was all the same numbing sensation throughout his body. Meanwhile, Hal was panicking. Freddie was always stupid and impulsive ever since he was young. For Hal who had grown up with Freddie, he had seen the countless bad decisions that he made like trying to enter a volcano to take a picture of some fire type pokemon in their ‘natural’ habitat. And even as much as he growled or hissed at Freddie, the trainer would still go ahead with it. Somehow they always got away with it. Got away with small insignificant injuries or just a simple flesh wound. And as he grew up, he stopped being so reckless. Until now. Hal licked against his face, waking him up. “Oh stop that, Hal…” The ninetales wagged slowly. What was he supposed to do now? He wished he was the original Kanto Ninetales now, capable of starting fires for his warmth. But instead, he was this ice fairy type, utterly helpless to help his best friend. Freddie’s breaths were shallower. Slightly harder to breathe when his exhaled breath became ice. Oh, this was bad. He reached out to Hal, whose soft fur only reminded how cold he was. “Hal… could you get help?” “Ninetales?” He tilted his head to the side, “Nine?” “Actually…” Freddie coughed, “Why don’t you find me some food? Yeah, any food around here would sound nice.” “Ninetales.” The fox leaned closer to him with Freddie’s eyes blinking back. “Nine. Nine.” “Don’t worry. I’ll be here. Just a little hungry, alright?” Hal protested once more, “Ninetales!” Shaking his head, he feared for the worst. “Please, Hal. I just… need some food.” With how weak his best friend’s words were, Hal conceded. He dashed into the blizzard, scanning for any lone Pokemon out in the wild as food. Freddie wasn’t going to die. No, he wasn’t. He just needed some rest. A little more rest to heal him up. Meanwhile, Freddie laid by the stone wall. With snow outside pelting down, he was reminded of Hal. That young fox who grew up with him throughout his life. Memories of their past just replayed in his mind as he waited for Hal. Like that one time he decided to become a photographer since he couldn’t bear the thought of Hal getting hurt. So he quit trainer school and just applied online. Back then, he was still a vulpix, trying his best to prove himself to his trainer. Of course, he didn’t need to try that. Freddie knew this wasn’t his life. He was more suited for a support-role and thus, he just quit becoming a trainer. Didn’t mean much to him at that time anyways. Or how the duo would run circles around the region, taking photographs of Pokemon. It was an unstable job after all so they would take on any job to pay bills. Hal oftentimes acted more like his mum, barking and growling whenever he suggested a bad idea. Sometimes, he wondered if the roles should be reversed and have him be the trainer. Freddie coughed a little. His vision blurred even further. Luck had always come in abundance for them both. Like how they got hired into becoming journalists, exploring wildfires after his photo went viral. Or how they survived numerous attempts of mortal danger, just from fleeing. Freddie chuckled. Now unable to feel his fingers. Guess…he ran out of luck, didn’t he? Then a tear dropped. He wanted to do so much more. Wanted to spend more time with Hal. They were only in their twenties and here he was coming to an end. He wanted to take more photos, show his work off and get famous. More tears streamed down his cheeks. This couldn’t be the end, could it? Felt like his life was ending before it even began. All of this struggle and now he couldn’t even do anything about it. His eyes closed. So hard to keep them open now. As his head swung down, Hal returned back with a dead Swinub in his jaws. But he let it go immediately, sprinting to Freddie’s side. No… No. This can’t be happening. Freddie sensed Hal’s presence before petting his head. “Oh… you’re back. Didn’t want you to see me like this though…” The ninetales yipped. Shaking his head, he tried to slip into his jackets, hoping that his warmth could be shared. But it didn’t work. Freddie chuckled, “Oh Hal… I was ho…hoping to co…continue this jo…journey with you but… I gue…guess…n…not… Ta…take ca…car…care…al?” His voice stopped midway, leaving the Ninetales to shed tears. Licking against his trainer’s face or body had no response. No, no, no, this couldn’t be happening. Freddie was a lucky guy. He will survive this. Somehow. He didn’t know what or when but he needed to survive this. More tears dripped, crystalising into ice for the Ninetales. There had to be something. There needed to be some way. He dashed out into the thick snow. Freddie’s scent was still fresh in his mind. Yipping and barking, the ninetales marched up, desperately calling for help. Maybe somebody would be around, trapped in some cave with heat. Maybe… Freddie wasn’t dead yet. He was just sleeping. Like a river, his tears couldn’t stop running. How could he? Just one mistake and Freddie wasn’t there any longer. But as the snow got thicker, Hal became more brash. Climbing up the mountains, he believed a miracle needed to happen. A big one. One that a legendary Pokemon like Articuno could bless. He couldn’t let his best friend die. No, no, no. What was he going to do now without him? His sole companion that he had followed with? He still wanted to smack him, to growl at him, to nag at him for all of his stupid mistakes… not leave him behind just like that over a blizzard that he couldn’t help save… These thoughts haunted Hal as he continued his hike up top. Even at the top however, his paws and body were being dragged by willpower. The difference in temperature was now noticeable. With Hal’s breath coming out as smoke, he spotted a Pokemon. Perched at the top of the hill, its blue feathers shimmered under the sun. Articuno. “Oh, what brought you up here, young one?” Her gentle voice spoke out, “Not many come here.” Hal opened his jaws, feeling the frost getting to his tongue and fangs, “Help… Help please…” “For what?” “My trainer.” He gulped. Literal ice being swallowed now. “He… He is dying. Please save him.” The bird merely laughed, “Oh really? Why should I? Those humans have been dying to capture me.” “He… he means a lot to me.” “I can tell. But the answer is no.” “Why?” “Cause he is a human. Even after healing him, he would probably chase after me again.” Hal glanced away, hanging his head low. He wasn’t going to argue about that point, but he still needed help. “But you did manage to come all this way here. I suppose I should reward your efforts.” She leaned forward and gave Hal a crystal, “Feed him this and he will be as good as brand new.” “But you said… you hated humans.” “Oh, he isn’t going to be human after this anyways.” She winked before flying away. The Ninetales let out a ‘huh’, watching the legendary bird fly away. What the hell did she mean by that? But staring down at the shiny crystal, Hal gripped it between his fangs as he made his way down. Amongst the snow, Hal hopped around. Faster. Freddie needed him. Scratches around his fur didn’t bother him in the slightest as he continued making his way down to the cave. Not when he was dead. Following his faint scent down, the Ninetales whimpered outside the cave. There, he was. Lying there. Lifeless. His body stiffened up in all of his insulating clothes. Stepping into the cave, Hal shed more tears. Please. This had to work. This grief was too much for him to bear alone. ‘Hal, stop crying.’ Freddie would brush against his fur as he chuckled. There, he would pull him into a hug. Comforting the smaller Pokemon. Plopping the crystal onto the ground, Hal leaned close to him. Hoping that he was just asleep. Taking a very long nap or something but… with his twitching ears beside his heart, he heard… nothing. Not a single heartbeat pulsing. In that silence, Hal whimpered. If this didn’t work, he… he shoved those thoughts to the back of his mind. Biting the crystal, he pushed it into his mouth, forcing Freddie to swallow it down his throat. He curled up. His eyes glued towards Freddie. He yipped and growled back. Like how he usually did with his best friend. And in the cold, he began to shiver. The blizzard was already slowing down yet Hal couldn’t rest. Not just yet. What felt like forever was condensed into a few minutes of actual time. And the first thing that came out was a cough from Freddie. Multiple coughs. The Ninetales leaped into his best friend’s body, pouncing him into the ground. He kept licking against his face. Again and again. And the tears wouldn’t stop flowing down. “It worked. It actually worked…” “What worked?” Freddie asked, dazed. He could’ve sworn he was dead. He rubbed against his body, feeling tingles all around before hugging Hal tightly. “Wait… how can I understand you?” “I don’t know.” He wailed before diving into his chest. With snot and tears combined, Freddie joined in with the crying, feeling like he had been given a second chance. “I fed you this weird crystal Articuno gave me and… oh- that’s what she meant.” “Huh?” “I mean look at your ears…” “My ears?” Freddie took off the top of his jacket before rubbing against his ears. Pointier by the edges, he shuddered back against the wall. And there, he felt it twitch against it. Wait… that wasn’t supposed to do that! “Hal, what’s happening to me?” “Ummm…” Hal’s eyes darted side to side, now spotting the snowy fur sprouting on his hands. “Just calm down. It’s probably nothing much. Probably some side effects.” Tingles passed through the man’s body. Now they were more akin to vibrations than mere tingles before. He had assumed it was some side effect of literally being revived from the dead. Wait. Was he dead? Has he become a ghost? Whatever it was, his body felt different. Like warmer in this ice cold climate. How did that make sense? His clothes now felt baggier as his new twitchy ears began to shift upwards. “Hal, please tell me I’m not the only one seeing this…” “Alright, alright, calm down, Freddie. It's probably fine.” The Ninetales circled around him. A certain scent was being emitted around his trainer. A familiar one — not Freddie’s earthly scent but more feral and primal. Another patch of fur emerged from behind his neck that immediately tipped Hal off. Oh… oh boy. Freddie immediately scratched against his new fur. His body felt simultaneously too large and cramped within those thick clothes. Continuing to scratch it, his nails sharpened into claws while his nimble fingers began to merge together. “Mmmff… Hal… please help…” The Ninetales walked forward, his eyes filled with concern, “What do you need Freddie? Need some food? Some water? Or like some more clothes? Are you cold?” “Help me scratch behind my back! I can’t reach those damn spots and this…” He let out a whimper on instinct, “Is so damn itchy! Am I dead… Hal?” The Ninetales chuckled. “Nah… it's just the orb doing its effect.” Freddie’s ears perked up. “Then what the hell was that orb? My whole body just feels weird and sensitive. Very sensitive.” “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.” Going behind him, he pulled up the clothes to see patches of snow white fur. Scratching against it, the man let out a whimper, trying to comprehend what was happening to him. Unfortunately, the changes ramped up faster than he could’ve expected. Inches of his height fell. Though he wasn’t the tallest, standing at a decent six foot; his bones subtly merged within the frost, shrinking his entire body from all directions. A foreign sensation filled his mind. How was this temperature feeling nice to him? He was both simultaneously warm within the snow and cold to the touch. Hell, he was rubbing against his new weird hands and had a shock from how chilly it was. As Hal continued to scratch, the fur only seemed to spread. Hal’s mind wondered if he should break the news soon. Didn’t take long for the patches to fuse together, creating a white background on his back. Those wispy locks of fur were all too familiar to Hal. After all, they were just slightly cleaner compared to his own fur. “Hal… am I going to be fine?” Freddie asked as his mouth shuddered. His voice was a little higher than before by a note. He watched his own arms retract into his thick clothes with fingers fusing together into three digits. “You’ll need some time to adjust…” He said plainly, “I… mean for what it's worth, you look prett-.” Freddie let out a shriek, unable to feel his fingers separating apart. No, no, what the fuck was this white hand? He couldn’t move his fingers any longer. He had to get out now. Immediately. Standing up, the man leaned against the stony walls. All of his clothes were weighing him down, dragging him in their thick fabrics. “Wait, wait, what are you doing?” “Gonna get help from a doctor. Just look at my hand, Hal!” He showed it to him, feeling his joints wincing in pain from standing on twos. “Please don’t stand like this!” His Pokemon stood in front of him. “You’re gonna hurt yourself!” Freddie halted before glaring down at him. “Then explain, what the hell’s happening to me? I have literal paws for my hands, Hal! Paws!” “Ok fine.” The Ninetales sat down, nudging his trainer back into the cave. Walking back, Freddie tripped against his baggy clothes and fell to the ground. But instead of landing on his head, his new paws cushioned the fall while a loud crack locked his joints. His clothes fell off him as he slipped out of there. Looking back at his smaller body, he could see all of the white fur covering him up. This… this couldn’t be happening to him. He glanced back at Hal, now realizing how much smaller he had become — standing at 4 feet now with a lighter body. “Am I…” “Yeah, you’re becoming like me…” Hal hesitated, “I swear it was an accident. While you were… dead… I climbed to find Articuno to revive you but she said, after reviving you won’t be human any more.” Calming down, Freddie laughed in disbelief. He was becoming a Pokemon. A Ninetales like Hal? Within his laughter, his eyes widened into deep blue pearls with his hair now bleaching and stretching down to the floor. Another tingle woke him up to reality. He closed his eyes, feeling his bones molded from within into a more animal shape. His mouth was no exception, being pulled to the front into becoming a muzzle. There, his nose widened by the front, granting him more scents. This… this was actually happening to him, huh? Opening his eyes, he rubbed against his new face. Paw pads popped out, granting him more texture against his body. The changing man let out yips. Yips that instinctively forced out of his new muzzle. He could see his muzzle. An actual one just like Hal’s. Meanwhile, Hal watched from the side. Why did Freddie look so… feminine? His face resembled those female ninetales where Freddie would joke about sending him to the daycare to sleep with the ladies. His eyes soon widened, sniffing the change in Freddie’s scent. A splash of feminine pheromones leaking behind his rear. Oh Arceus, how was he going to explain? But the changes weren’t over. As he continued to shrink, tingles underneath his skin continued to emerge around his groins and torso. Stomping onto the ground with his paws, his cheeks flushed red. He wanted to stand up. To walk on twos while asking for help but… he couldn’t do that. Not with his joints wincing in pain. With teary eyes, he looked back at Hal. “Is this… me now?” A few yips caught between his words. “Nine…ninetales…?” Hal nodded. “It was the only way.” A jolt of pain quickly alerted Freddie, glancing back at his rear. Oddly, he felt an emptiness there. Like something was supposed to cover his groins. He leaped up before leaning against Hal’s larger body. His tailbone quickly sprouted and stretched through his fur. Bursting out as nine snow wispy tails, they all wagged in tandem together. The man could only gasp in shock. He really was a Pokemon now. Yet the tingles continued to escalate. A sudden warmth immediately climbed within his fur, prompting him to lie down on his back. He was still shrinking in both height and weight. Shifting his body against the ground, Freddie shivered. What was it this time…? “I… I should’ve mentioned this but…” Hal glanced away with a blush within his fur. “I think you’re becoming a vixen…” “What?” The man shouted, now recognising how much higher his pitch was compared to Hal’s. This… this couldn’t be happening! Gritting down his fangs, his flat chest now grew humps out. Curves that he never fathomed of having. Moans escaped. Another two pairs of nipples grew alongside his original ones, curving and ballooning out into smaller yet sensitive breasts. Their weight now strained against his smaller back. They jiggled with every jerk for Hal’s eye to naturally gravitate there. “Prev!” Freddie wanted to say that to Hal. Scolding him for being a horny Pokemon that only stared at his breasts. However, his mind was preoccupied by another change. One down below. Bending over, he stretched his paws to rub against his cock. He hadn’t even noticed but it was smaller than even his paws. Yet, the pressure within his shaft was insane. Like a geyser that hadn’t exploded in years, he could only press against it, hoping for some release. Unfortunately, he wasn’t that lucky. Upon touching it, his cock only shrunk more, till it resembled more like a stick than his groins. His nutsack followed along. Merging into his body and widening his hips slightly and curving his ass slightly more. The changing man kept whimpering. Rubbing and touching against it again and again, he was almost there. Almost ready to cum. Both of them could smell it however. That his masculinity was slowly being eradicated, replaced with a sweet scent of womanhood. One that caused Hal’s dick to slowly unveil from its sheath. “A bit more! Nine…ninetales!” Despite his best efforts, his human cock widened out into a dark spade. A hole emerged right down to the middle before it opened up completely. The dark spade soon puffed up. Freddie’s new pussy now whined with fluids soon soaking it wet. His, no, Her paws continued to brush against it. But upon contact, her moan startled them both while she ejaculated fluids. She pulled back immediately. She… she was a female Alolan Ninetales? Brushing her hair down, Hal said, “Freddie! Are you… fine? Do you feel sick? Do yo-” “Hal… I’m sorry. But could you leave me alone?” She closed her eyes, leaning against her bag. “I… I’m just… tired.” “Oh certainly. We’ll talk tomorrow, alright?” The vixen nodded. Thoughts were racing down her mind, her fur brushing against the chilly wind. She was a Pokemon now. Quadpedal Alolan Ninetales that had cold white fur with breasts and a vulpine pussy. How… what should she even feel about this? Happy that she was still alive? Angry at her changing form? Disgusted at her new body? About all else, her weariness was weighing her down. Soon after, that slumber took her in. Behind her, Hal curled up, giving a concerning look at her back. Guilt gnawed at him. Was it really his fault that she changed into this? But the alternative would be her dying. Freddie’s lifeless corpse flashed before him as he closed his eyes and weeped. No… this was the right move. She… just needed some time to adjust. And he needed to stop being so damn horny at his trainer. When dawn broke, Freddie tried to stand up and grabbed his phone. Her joints cried, causing her balance to be lost and tripping her over. Great. She scanned her body once more. Paws for hands, nine wispy tails behind her and her rack of breasts. A blush surfaced. Why were they all so big…? Hal soon woke up from the noise. Timidly, he approached her. “Goo…good morning?” Her ears twitched behind. Right, they were both Ninetales now. Out of habit, she stretched out her paws, wanting to pet Hal on his head before realizing how much taller and bigger he was. The last she checked, he was 3’ 11”, barely half of his former self. “Morning Hal.” “So do you feel anything weird about you?” “I… feel fine I guess.” Unzipping her bag using her teeth, she pulled out her phone and tapped around. While she might have been smaller, her paws were definitely bigger than her fingers. Though, her best friend was definitely more worried about her as seen from his slower tails. Gah, this doof probably felt guilty. “Hal, calm down. I’m not mad at you.” “But yesterday, you were…” “I just needed some time alone but just treat me like how you normally would.” Hal raised his eyebrows. “Like… you as a trainer?” “Exactly.” She swiped through her phone, viewing the messages one at a time. “Your best male trainer, Freddie.” “I guess that's what you wanted.” “Alright, let’s go then.” “Go where?” “Down the hill of course.” She pulled her bag, using her fangs to carry. Gah, why was it so heavy? As she took her first step, she twisted her paw and fell to the side. “Agh!” Hal sighed. “Yeah, you probably needed some training on how to walk first.” “Walk? But I…” “I understand but… you’re going to get used to walking on fours now.” Hal now stood in front of her. His rear now faced in front of her, spraying pheromones into her nose. Thick and musky. Did he always smelt this… attractive? “Freddie, are you watching?” “Ah yes… just a little distracted.” For the next few days, Hal trained her on walking and jumping around. Her first few steps were torture to both of them. With one paw extended, the other three paws simply fell out of place. But after that, she could easily move around and outside of the cave. Freddie soon realized how nimble her body was (aside from her breasts). She could jump further and run faster without breaking a sweat. She still insisted on being called a he, especially to Hal. Since as she said it, they were both ‘guys’. Though Hal’s third leg disagreed. The male Ninetales was feeling a lot more self conscious about himself. Yeah, his trainer had told him to treat him like normal but with how she appeared… He couldn’t help himself but to feel awkward around her. Just a week ago, he would be getting petted by Freddie, getting treats or growling at his dumb ideas. Now? She leaned against him for support to walk with her cute face. Her ears perked up whenever he gave instructions, trying to learn and adapt accordingly. And her pheromones spread like wild fire within the cave. Freddie wasn’t oblivious to this either. From standing side by side with Hal, her smaller size made her feel uneasy. Sure, it might be an extra inch of height and length and he might have stronger muscles but she felt left behind. Like this wasn’t how it was supposed to be. Once she mastered how to walk on fours, they began making their way down. On the first day, Freddie bit against her bag and pulled it down. “Freddie, just leave that thing here.” “No! I’m not leaving without my camera!” “But…” “You of all people know how important this is to me,” She huffed out, “Plus, we need proof that I was human.” Hal sighed before biting against the latches of her larger bag. Dragging across the snow, the duo started descending the hill. All this while, Hal was walking in front of her, unknowingly flashing her his ass and knot. She had grown accustomed to his musk. That said, it was making her feel things. Sensations around her body. She wasn’t gay. She was still a man. A man on the inside and out. Yet, with these breasts, her confidence in her identity wavered. And that annoying pussy which tingled for attention. Stupid fat ass wasn’t helping either. Walking down, she could only hear these conflicting thoughts. Gah! Why was she thinking so much about it? She was Hal's trainer. They were partners like brothers. Yea… yeah…and she wanted more attention like he used to give. He was just avoiding her much more often now, probably out of guilt. Hal stopped for a break, panting. Freddie’s bag was heavier than expected. “Seriously, did we have to bring this down?” “I mean… you could let me do it?” “And risk getting you hurt? Hell no.” He glanced down at another cave. “By the looks of things, we’ll be reaching town in three days.” Her ears twitched. Even his voice sounded deeper. More masculine now. Glancing away with a blush, she continued. “Right.” When night fell, they stayed in a smaller cave. This time with their furs touching one another (on Freddie’s insistence because that’s how they slept in the past) but facing the opposite direction. When trying to sleep however, Freddie could feel tingles once again around her body. More intense and primal. Her thoughts were circling on Hal’s new attractive body. Especially his musk. She wanted to sniff more of it. To give it a lick and suck that juicy knot of his. She woke up in a cold sweat, her tail freezing. No, she wasn’t into him! Just this stupid body that… she took in a deep breath now noticing his knot unveiled. She peeked down. Gah, ever since she changed, their relationship never returned to normal. All the conversations were awkward and he kept being so shy around her. Then again, his musk was really overwhelming her nose. Freddie circled in front of him. Watching his peaceful sleeping face, her hormones ran wild. How had she never realized how sexy Hal was? Toned muscles, caring face and that sweet knot… She leaned closer to that red knot. He would want this, wouldn’t he? Just mere inches away, her nose sniffed against his knot. And she continued smelling that thick musk, smelling all the way down to his nutsack. Thick and bitter. Her nose etched it deep into her mind. Maybe… if she gave it a little suck… he would be happ- She stopped herself, backing away. What the hell was wrong with her? She was a man! A man that shouldn’t be sniffing her Pokemon’s nutsack. Shaking her head, she went to sleep but his scent lingered in her mind. Her mind shifted to fit with her hormones unconsciously. Unable to sleep, she fondled her breasts and moaned softly. That was what she wanted. Tits, ass and pussy. Not Hal’s juicy big cock to shove inside her… Gah! Her frustration only built up with her imagination running wild like how Hal could fondle her tits and lick deep into her cunt. Waking up the next day, the duo were even more awkward around one another. While the descent was silent, their thoughts were running wild, lusting over each other’s body. The male Ninetales felt sorry for even lusting over her body, dreaming about taking her as his mate. Must be the damn mating cycle. The pressure was catching up to Freddie however. While Hal didn’t say anything, Freddie’s body was yearning for it, igniting as flames around her groins and breasts. She wanted attention from him. To smell his cock, to be taken by him, to be fucked. It was a miracle how the duo barely talked to one another. Both of them had their fantasies going wild inside their minds and yet were too scared to break the tension. At night however, Freddie couldn’t hold it any longer. Raising her nine tails, she revealed her pussy to Hal. Right in front of his face. “Please… Hal… Fuck me!” “Freddie, I get that you’re in heat but…” Bright red, Hal couldn’t stop looking at that puffy soaked pussy. His cock became erect from it. “Maybe you should calm down and we can get some medicine for you.” “Oh shut up! I want you in me right now!” His trainer demanded, shaking that ass up and down. “Please! Touch me!” Hal hesitated. No… This was Freddie, his trainer for the past two decades. He couldn’t possibl-his thoughts were cut short from her overwhelming sweet musk. Oh… she really wanted him, didn’t he? Her body shivered as she glanced back at Hal’s smirk. What was taking him so long? Please… she needed relief. Gender didn’t matter, not now at least. She was losing her mind from these instincts. She continued to fan her pheromones out, whimpering on the ground. A moan escaped. Then another. And another. With all of the shocks of pleasure coming from her nipples being fondled by his bigger paws. She laid on her back, revealing all of them to Hal. Her swollen nipples with her breasts bouncing against one another. Hal’s last resistances fell, licking against her breasts with his knot unveiling. His ears perked up. Her moans were a sweet melody to the male — emphasized by how squirmish she was. “You really are sexy, you know, Freddie?” “Shut up! Just fuck me already!” “Ok, ok, I… I mean this is my first time…” She shifted back onto her paws, raising her tail once more. Now the desire had grown into a wildfire inside her pussy. Burning out every other sensation to receive his love. Hal mounted on top of her. Their balance unsteady with his head stacked beside her shoulders. She glanced back at him. “The hell do you mean this is your first time? Didn’t I put you in that day care before?” “I… I mean, I was too shy there.” “Oh so I’m different?” Leaning directly beside her ears, he cooed, “Yes.” With her face turning red, he immediately thrusted his hips into her pussy. His cock fitted like a glove, caressing against her inner walls, as it dug deeper into the soaked exterior. A yip escaped. Pleasure crashed through her veins like a tsunami breaking down a dam. Her mind replayed the first scene. Over and over again on repeat. Meanwhile, his tails interlocked with hers. His hips slowed down on his shoves, trying to be as gentle as possible to his trainer. No… his former trainer. Pressure accumulated within his knot as it grew bigger. After this… he would never see her the same way again. Not without desiring more from her. When Freddie’s mind adjusted to the pleasure, her hips leaned back into him, allowing his knot to hit her golden spot. More moans escaped, repeating her name as “Ninetales~” from within the cave. She was his. His mate. His vixen. Hal’s. At the back of her mind however, she tried to refute it. Claiming that it was this stupid body, forcing these needs on her. That she was a human man deep inside. But with each slam against her cunt, her voice only grew softer. Maybe… being a vixen wouldn’t be so bad? Regardless, the bulk of her mind was focused on that fat knot of his. Deep inside her, it throbbed bigger and finally rubbed against her G-spot. Yet, she wasn’t satisfied. “M…more…” She begged, desiring that rush of emotions once more. “Please Hal… go faster.” Her partner agreed. Increasing the pace of his shoves, he fell into a pattern. In In Out. In In Out. He panted. The pressure was now overflowing within his mind, almost ready to cum at any moment. Hal blinked back. No… this was a mistake. He couldn’t possibly impregnate her now. She wanted to turn back. This was just a one night stand. Nothing more than that. Mustering his strength, he thrust deep inside her. With how soaked and moist her pussy was, her mind blanked out while his cock rubbed against her erotic spots. Immediately, he pulled out. Cum gushed out over her ass, droplets spilt onto the floor and tail while he groaned in glee. Both parties had their climax, yipping till the whole hill could hear them. While they were still panting, Hal dismounted soon after — his knot still dripping of cum. Freddie glanced back at her ass. A tad bit disappointed that he didn’t finish within her. She shook her head. No, what the hell was she saying? Although… that experience changed Freddie’s mind about being a woman. “Ye…yeah… we’re just in h…heat,” Hal said, curling up for the night. “It sh…should be ov…over soon.” Instead of sleeping alone, the vixen leaned against his body. His thick musk now brought her comfort and security. She winked back. “Th…thanks f…for th…this.” Hal nodded. Soon after, the two ninetales dozed off, leaning against one another.