Razzberry wine take 2... 3... 4?

Amphy waddled her way back to her trainer’s house with a cake wrapped in plastic container in her arms. She had a reusable grocery bag wrapped around her shoulder holding a glass bottle topped with a cork with a red liquid that sloshed back and forth with every step.

It wasn’t uncommon for this village to see Pokemon sent out to the store for their owners. This town was famously known to be a good resting place for the sick and the elderly. Her trainer, Greg, was actually here taking care of his mother who had fallen ill recently.

While her trainer stayed behind to watch over his ill mother Amphy would go to the store to pick up medicine or drop off mail to pay for bills. They’ve been here a couple of months now and her condition was starting to show small signs for improvements.

The plastic case over the cake crinkled as Amphy waved her tail hello to people passing by that greeted the happy sheep. She bleated happily at thought of Greg’s expression when she showed him the cake. It was his birthday today and he had been too preoccupied to notice. She imagined the smile on his lips as his eyes lighting up when she presented him the cake with a couple dozen glowing candles standing atop.

Amphy waddled up the creaky porch steps to the home and nudged the door open with her shoulder. The house was small, only having a living room and kitchen with the bedrooms being upstairs but it had a cozy and homey feel to it.

Amphy bleated out a hello once she stepped inside. She rushed to the kitchen and hid the cake away inside the fridge with a smile.

At this point she expected to hear Greg call her back. Her black and yellow ears perked up in the air as she stretched her long neck to peek into the living room.

The atmosphere of the little home took a sudden shift for Amphy. The cozy warm feeling was replaced with a spine tingling cheer. Her powerful ears also picked up a faint noise coming from upstairs.

Amphy rested a yellow flipper atop of the wooden handrail. She kept her ears perked for that sound as she took one slow step after another. The sound became more clear and loud the closer she got. It sounded like her trainer Greg, sobbing.

Amphy already feared the worse. She could feel her eyes well up as a gloomy burden slowed her pace. It took an eternity for her to reach the top and when she did she saw directly down the hall what happened.

The door leading to Greg’s mom’s room hung ajar. Greg himself was on his knees. Amphy could see his dark unkempt hair hanging over his face. Greg was crying, shaking his head as he held onto his mother’s cold hands.

Amphy felt the tears pour from her eyes. She hurried to her trainer and wrapped her yellow arms around him. Greg reached up and hugging the large sheep back. He couldn't suppress his cries, the poor man sobbed into the soft warm yellow fur of his trusted Pokemon. Amphy pat his head and ruffled his messy brown hair while she began to sing a light song. Her voice was tender as she cradled her trainer close like a young one.

Greg’s cries began to grow calmer. Amphy herself struggled to hold back her tears as she looked down at his mom that laid on the bed beside them. She died quite young, her beautiful long brown hair had many traces of gray from her illness. A single arm hung limp over the bed while the other rested across her chest. A final smile of peace formed on her lips with her eyes shut nearly all the way save for the last glimmering moisture that can barely be made out.

Greg’s cries waned down to sniffles as he stood up and tried to regain his composure. He held onto her hand and gently planted one final kiss on her cheek. "I'll miss you mom…"


The house remained untouched since that day. The lawn had grown tall and wild and newspapers piled up like stones on the porch. A few wild Pidgey skittered across the tall grass before the roar of car’s engine sent the birds flying.

The Pidgey perched onto the roof of the neglected home and watched the car stop out in front of the house. The driver’s door opened and Greg stepped out from the vehicle. Amphy, his Ampharos stepped out from the passenger side and waddled over to her trainer as he walked up to the house.

Greg’s eyes squinted through the piercing sunlight. Despite the warm sunny day around him Greg felt a familiar melancholic chill inside of him. His hygiene had taken a different turn. He had neglected to shave so a thick beard and mustache decorated his face. His hair had also grown long enough to sway and tickle his ears as a wind picked up and rustled the long grass in front of him.

Amphy gazed over at her trainer and offered a soft bleat of comfort. Greg stared back at Amphy and gave her a reassuring smile.
"Don't worry, I'm okay." He replied as he patted the sheep on the shoulder. Amphy gave a low whine and reached up to give him a soft hug.
"Haha I'll be fine, let's go shall we?"

The two entered the desolate house; Greg was here to take back any items that were important to him. Stepping inside Greg couldn't help but think of how eerie it was that everything was the same. It was as if nothing had happened.

When he walked up the stairs he half expected to hear his mother’s voice calling out to him like so many times before. He could already feel the waterworks building up yet again at the realization that he would never hear her voice as he climbed those steps again.

A familiar flipper though rested on his shoulder and gave it a firm squeeze. Amphy bleated to him once more, her tone carrying concern over him. Greg smiled to himself and nodded, knowing that Amphy was being here for support. With unspoken gratitude he continued up the stairs.

Amphy followed close behind as Greg trudged on forward to his mother’s room. Everything was unchanged, her bed and dresser remained still and covered with a fine layer of dust. Atop of the dress rested a fine leather bound book. Greg lifted it up with slow and careful hands. He handled it with gentle fingers as if he thought the book would deteriorate if not handled properly. He brushed a hand across the cover to wipe off the dust before he flipped the book open.

Greg took a seat on the bed and patted the spot next to him for Amphy. She nodded and sat down before nuzzling against him to see what the book contained. She saw many pictures of Greg as a child along with his mother. Some were of him in a scout uniform and others were of him in school.

The thin film of plastic that held the pictures within the pages rustled with every flip. Greg’s appreciation of his mother only swelled as the photos revealed that he was an only child living under a single mother. He was sure it was not easy... and it must’ve taken a lot of sacrifice to raise him the way she did.

"Look Amphy, that's when I first got you!" Amphy bleated with curiosity and leaned in closer to see the photo he pointed to. It was back when he was ten, there she was a young mareep being hugged by Greg happily in front of a daycare. Amphy couldn’t help but smile when she remembered that day,
Greg was begging her mom for a Pokemon since all his friends already had one. She was hesitant at first but Amphy at the time was the only sheep left after losing her own mother and siblings to a recent plague. Greg and her grew close that day since he was the only one who would actually play with her.

Amphy could feel her tears building up again. She raised a flipper to wipe some tears away before she felt a firm hand grip her shoulder. Amphy glanced over and saw Greg smiling down at him before reaching forward for another hug. The two sat there in a silent embrace for many moments until Greg laid the picture book back. "well…time to start."

Greg adjusted some boxes in the trunk of his car before patting his hands and slamming the lid down with a nod.
"Amphy! Time to go!" He shouted toward the house. Amphy bleated happily from the porch but then raised a flipper to her mouth and looked back at the house. "forgot something?" Greg asked as he made his way up the porch stairs. Amphy nodded and then ran back into the house. Greg quirked a brow at her behavior and followed after her inside.

Inside he saw Amphy in the kitchen rummaging inside the fridge. Greg tilted his head before his eyes widened with surprise. In Amphy’s arms rested a small birthday cake.
"Amphy…where'd you get that?" Amphy laid the birthday cake on the table and grabbed the glass bottle filled with red sloshing liquid from the fridge. "Did you get that…for me?" Amphy nodded as she bleated happily. Greg chuckled and walked up to the Ampharos while rubbing the back of his head. "Amphy… I don't know what to say… thanks! Well, might as well have a couple slices and a cup or two before we hit the road!"

A couple slices turned into eating the whole cake. Both Greg and Amphy sat down on the living room sofa as Greg clumsily pour himself another glass of cheap wine. Amphy had a few glasses herself. She had a vivid drunk blush glowing across her cheeks. "You know what I loved about mother? *gulp gulp gulp* AHH! The fact that she didn't cared what I did!" Greg announced, the man clearly in a buzzed stupor.

Amphy leaned against his arm as if she would lose balance from sitting on the sofa. Her ears perked trying to pick up what he was talking about. "She didn't care! She paid for my school, no matter WHAT classes I-I took… she just wanted me to be…happy. *hic*"

He began to pour himself another glass and offered the near empty bottle to Amphy but she shook her head and raised a paw to stop him. "Well anyways… she worked hard! And I don't know what happened with my dad…never met him! At least I have you Amphy, you've been there since I was a kid and, I'd be lying if I said I didn't love you"

His slurring words made Amphy reach forward to cork the bottle. He watched with a disinterested look on his face and then back at Amphy who nestled back against him. He began to notice her…features. He couldn’t help but realize how beautiful Her gentle soft face was, how long and slender her neck seemed and how soft her creamy white round belly looked.

 Amphy noticed her trainer eyeing her in a weird way. She could feel embarrassment bubbling inside as she blushed even harder and tried to look away from embarrassment. Greg  reached out and grabbed her by the chin and guided her with tender fingers to look right into her eyes.

Amphy bleated softly, her breath smelling sweet from all the razz in the wine. "Amphy…I love you." Amphy bleated again, almost as if she was saying she loved him back. She then gave his lips a gentle lick.
He licked her back.

The two leaned closer and locked lips, their mouths parting slightly as their tongues slid into each other's mouth, the two drunken couple messily tasting each other, exchanging saliva as their tongues swirled against each other.

Amphy leaned in closer, the sheep bringing her legs over to sit atop of Greg. The two began to hump against each other as they continued their kissing, Amphy gave off quit squeals as she felt her instinctual heat rise within her body. Greg was humping back while his hands grasped Amphy’s plump rear, an unbearable erection being blocked by the fabric of his pants.

After a good minute or two Amphy slid down between his legs. Greg unzipped his pants so that she can happily pull out his throbbing member. It stood exposed the sheep, throbbing against the soft yellow flipper that stroked it.

She looked up at him with a smile before she slid her long smooth warm tongue up his shaft and swirled it around his tip. Greg gave off a heated moan as he petted the yellow sheep. Her hot moist tongue ensconced his sensitive glans and enveloped it with a moist warmth before uncoiling her tongue and exposing the warm arousal in the cold open air.

She pressed his cock against her soft nose as she licked up the shaft again, this time her large pink tongue blanketing the entire side as she slid it slowly up and swirled around his sensitive tip several times before bobbing her head down and taking his heated length into her mouth.

Greg gave off an involuntary moan from both seeing her work and feeling her warm and wet mouth engulf his manhood.  His head shot back when he felt the warm saliva gushing through his cock as if massaging it.

She kept suckling on his arousal for what felt like forever before she pulled back. His member dripped with her saliva as she stroke it once more with her soft flipper before she parted her lips and engulfed him once more.

“Nngh… Amphy…” Greg hissed as his hand clenched against the back of her head. Amphy bobbed back down again, this time taking his cock deeper. Greg can feel his head banging against the back of her throat as she began to swallow. The sensation of her throat muscles squeezing around his cock was getting to be too much and he felt the pent up pleasure begin to build up.

Her saliva was rushing against his entire cock as her tongue continued to swirl around, it was paradise for him. "Nngh…Amphy! Agh!" He gripped her head with both hands. He gave off one last how of pleasure before he felt his seed explode from his loins and directly down her long slender throat.

Amphy’s swallowed stream after stream, his seed containing a salty sweet taste, almost like the wine itself. Amphy pulled back and exposed his cock out in the air as it dripped in both a mixture of saliva and cum. Amphy couldn’t help but notice though that he was hard… and pulsing.

Amphy got up to turn around and bend over the table, she lifted her tail all the way and turned back at Greg, she was playfully smiling as she winked back at Greg. His cock twitched from seeing that one simple cute action and he got up, running his fingers through her cunny.
Amphy quickly gave off a heated sigh, his fingers explored and rubbed her sensitive and moist lips.He parted them slightly and slid a finger in with almost no effort.
“Mmh Amphy… you’re so warm and wet…” He muttered while his fingers pumped in and out. She cried out a frustrated bleat in response as the small motions filled the room with small slick noises.

 Greg couldn’t help himself for much longer from feeling how ready and willing his trusted mate was. He hugged Amphy's large tail with a single arm and guided his hot member in.

 Amphy gave off a high squeal as she felt her insides twitch and clamp all around his cock. Greg bared his teeth, her walls felt more tight and warm compared to her mouth. This enhanced pleasure only drove him into a wilder state of heat as he pulled back out and forced himself in even harder and faster than before.

 Amphy squealed again, her high pitched voice filling the desolate household.
"You like it don't you?" Greg shouted as he pumped his arousal in and out of her again. Amphy raised her upper half, her arms pushing down against the table causing her back to arch as she nodded and gave off another heated squeal. Greg couldn't handle it, he loved hearing that squeal every time he penetrated her. He also loved how her tight walls seemed to squeeze tightly every time he pushed in deeply, her fluids coating his dick and lubing it up as her walls tightened with every thrust.

He then leaned in closer, his arms gripping at her waist before he began to thrust in and out  her with relentless fervor. His cock pounded against the wall of her womb with each pump and caused more of the sheep’s translucent fluids to gush out onto the dusty wooden floors below.

Greg growled to himself when he felt his climax begin to rise once more. He wanted nothing to do but to cum deep inside of her, to fill her with his seed. He reached forward and grabbed her flipper like arms and pulled them back, forcing Amphy to stand up and squeal out in bliss as he rocked against her harder and faster than before.

Amphy's tongue was lolling out as she continued to moan and cry. She could feel his cock throbbing and her insides convulsing and clamping around it. Her vision was beginning to fade. She could feel the tides of her own orgasm building up and about to explode from feeling Greg’s thick shaft penetrate her and bang against her G-spot again and again.

With a loud feral like growl Greg pushed in as deep as he can, Amphy felt her whole body seemingly explode in pleasure as streams of his seed shot inside of her, filling her womb and filling her up with his spunk.


The two stayed connecting for a while. The two panted, the sounds and smell of their little session slowly fading from the room.

 Greg eventually fell back against the sofa, pulling the semi conscious Ampharos along with him. She was still a little dazed and was still panting from the experience but she smiled up at Greg and nestled against him Greg chuckled and hugged her before kissing her cheek.
"Hey, you okay?" He asked her. Amphy nodded.
Greg smiled, appreciating the beauty he had next to him before he looked over at the bottle of Razzberry wine that had rolled beneath the table.
"Man, that was good wine, we should buy another for back at home." Amphy bleated happily as she giggled and nodded. Greg himself laughed as he nuzzled against the sheep.
"But… we won’t need it.”

The two stared at each other for a good while feeling giddy just by being together. Amphy bleated softly. Greg replied
"I love you too."