Braixen and Entering (M Blaziken x F Braixen)

Braixen and Entering

I'm a Braixen, and around my neck, between my rather perky breasts, is a peculiar stone on Flaaffy yarn, one that prevents me from evolving into my next stage. It's called an Everstone. Why do I have this? Well, it all started as a Fennekin...

I was given to an older man, one in a really vibrant orange suit and strange orange glasses, over in the Kalos region. At first, I was really happy. We had fun, training against the wild Pokemon in the tall grasses outside Vaniville.

But then, I evolved into a Braixen, the moment we defeated Viola, the first gym leader. I began to notice something odd, though. This man, everywhere he went, shouted something about being on something called Team Flare. At first I thought it was cool, because it sounded like an epic name for us. Then it started to become annoying, hearing it every few hours.

We were defeated by a wandering trainer every now and then, but he said it was ok. That I just needed to get stronger, and he was going to help me. Along the way around Kalos, I saw other humans in matching suits to this man. I then realized that the name 'Team Flare' wasn't made for me and him. It kind of hurt, but I don't think he meant to hurt me.

They weren't as nice as him, but they were weaker than us, because it took more than one hit for me to go down, usually, as opposed to the extremely scrawny Pokemon of other members of his team. He must have seen all of his teammates lose to the adventuring trainers, because he was talking to himself about 'out-leveling' the trainers who pass through our area.

Continuing on from our defeat of Viola, I was level 32 at the time. She said to this man that only Pokemon up to level 30 would obey him, but I saw no reason not to follow his orders. Why let a badge determine my love for my trainer?

I soon became suspicious, because he was hanging around a local bank for extended amounts of time, looking at the little cameras they put up, and walking in and out of the bank repeatedly. But I didn't question him...perhaps I should have.

The day after we defeated Viola and her annoying little Surskit, the man ordered me to come with him, a smile still on his face. Where were we going? Why had he given me his bag of adventuring supplies?

If you guessed we were going to the local bank, you were right.

As soon as we arrived in the bank, the man shouted loudly at all the humans in there to sit down and be still. I looked at him, horrified at what he was doing. I couldn't bear to watch as he began stealing large amounts of money from the terrified humans. But then came the worst part.

The man ordered me to burn EVERYTHING that was in the bank, including the humans. Just one look at their faces, with dread and fear visible in their eyes, gave me the strength to bite down onto my trainer's arm.

He screamed in pain and shock, and then I let go of his arm, and ran out of the bank as fast as I could. The man was chasing me, blood dripping down his arm, shouting at me with malice in his voice. I easily outran him, with his bag still in my paw.

Cutting left and right through the tall grass, running past the Roselia fountain, and down to the south, I managed to lose the man, ducking into the forest for a while.

I wanted to cry. He was so nice to me at first. How...why...would he want to do such an awful thing, using me no less? I decided it wasn't worth questioning it. I just wanted to be away from him. And I mean FAR away.

I held up my own Pokeball in my left paw after digging it out of his bag. I realized, as long as this ball was intact, I was rightfully the property of this man. Well...no more. I'm no one's evil servant.

I took the ball, threw it onto the ground, and stomped on it vigorously with my right hind paw, grunting in pain from the shards of the ball digging into my toes, but I didn't care. I angrily grabbed the stick from my tail, prepared a spell, and cast the ruined shards of my Pokeball ablaze.

I felt...different. Free, even. I was no longer going to be told to hurt anyone! I jumped for joy for a minute, and then sat back down, legs crossed, and I relaxed, staring at the melted fragments of apricorn in front of me, with a smile on my face.

I waited till nightfall, when hopefully, the man wouldn't be on the prowl and looking for me. As soon as the sun set, I began my journey across Kalos, alone. But I knew what I had to do, to feel safe. I needed to hide in another region. I didn't really care which, as long as there was no chance I'd be found.

I traveled northwest towards the shiny, crowded city of Lumiose, and managed to worm my way through there without being seen by any humans. From there, I made a long journey southwest to Camphier, where I snuck behind the large castle in the northern area of the town.

The sun was soon to rise, and I was exhausted from my adventure across cities, but I managed to arrive at my destination, Cyllage city. I was going to stow away on a boat to another region.
When the town's port came into sight, I ran towards a large pile of cargo all the way at the end of the docks, found an empty crate, and crawled into it. It was risky...but it soon paid off, because I could feel myself being hefted onto a boat, and heard confused human voices outside the crate, noting how heavy a crate of Revives could be.

Once I felt myself put down onto the...lower deck, I assume, I felt the boat begin to sway back and forth. I was moving forward. But when I realized I didn't exactly know WHERE I was going, I looked around my empty crate, and used my fiery prowess to burn some holes to let fresh air in. Luckily, I wasn't crammed next to other crates.

Hours and hours passed, or so it seemed. I was getting very bored on this ride, and even though I had plenty of room to sit or lay down in my dark, empty crate, I still had nothing to do. Thinking about my nasty old trainer wasn't going to do me good.

I cast a reflection spell on the wall of the crate, and lit the inside enough for me to see myself in this magical mirror. I dusted myself off, smoothed down my yellow and white fur, and combed my claws up and down my soft, supple legs, smoothing the fur on them too. Satisfied with my work, I smiled at myself.

I...actually kind of admired my second form in my evolution stages. Wide hips, perfect for giving a mate plenty of eggs, and to trail their hands over. A smooth, curvy backside, unable to be hidden from view, with my skirt-shaped tuft of fur being too short to keep my goods safe from any significant other I find. They'd like that a lot.

My chest was rather nice too, a touchable, yielding set of slightly larger breasts than normal adorning my trim, toned upper body. I grinned wider, knowing that if I evolved, I would lose all this. My irresistible attractive body would become old-looking, wizardlike, and too tall for most males.

And I needed a male to have me, to protect me from abuse by others, especially after one human male tried to use me to massacre a bunch of townsfolk. But I would never get such a protector unless I kept my body young and fertile.

I lit the crate even brighter with my fire, opening my trainer's bag I stole from him, and began to dig around, searching for anything that could help me to not age or change. No amount of rare candy, potions, or time in a PC box would prevent evolution.

And then I found exactly what I needed.

I dug out a strange white stone from the bag, attached to a string that my trainer made from Flaaffy wool. I could feel the power of stillness emanating from it as I put the stone around my neck. It was his Everstone.

I squealed a little bit in joy, making sure the stone was firmly on its string, and sat back and relaxed, putting out the fires lighting the inside and dispelling any other magic in the process. The gentle swaying of the ship, along with the silence, and the pitch black darkness, were beginning to take their toll on me. I was exhausted from running all night to get to western Kalos, and so, I laid my head down, and as soon as my eyes shut, I was sailing off to dreamland.

I woke up, many hours later, and I wasn't feeling the boat move forward anymore. The air coming into my crate felt strangely...cool and refreshing. I know, it's strange for a fire-type to say it.

I jolted upwards, opening my crate, and discovered that I woke up inside a store. A Pokemart, no less. I quietly snuck out of my crate, and crawled out the back door of the mart, as so not to disturb the humans working in there, or attract any unwanted attention.

I had to squint for a while and blink a few times to adjust my eyes to the bright morning light. When my eyes adjusted, I saw that I was in a thriving port town, with a large market to the west of the town, and a large station for submarines towards the east.

Being new to this odd, yet cheerful-looking place, I decided to ask where I was. But I couldn't ask humans, so I snuck out of the town and crawled through the tall grass to the north. Sure enough, a Pokemon appeared, and it was a Voltorb. It looked confused, asking "Ay. Yer not one of them trainer fellas. Who da hell are you, lady?" in an inner Castelia accent, that sounded like it was being shouted into a microphone.

"Excuse me, Voltorb, sir, I was wondering where I am right now? I...presumably come from real far away," I said, politely. He looked at me, confusedly, but then realized I was serious. "Yer on Route 110, foxy lady, right outside that there city, Slateport, in Hoenn. What, you from Kalos or somethin'?"

"I am, yeah...just...been running away from some troubles. Thanks though," I said, waving goodbye and walking away quickly. I didn't want to be on his turf any longer.

So...I was in Hoenn. That had to be hundreds of miles away from Kalos...I suppose I was stuck here. But that's ok, I was away from my old trainer. So why not make the best of this place? It did look nice, after all, and it felt significantly warmer than my home, quite nice for me.

And that's the story of how I got in this position. An Everstone, hanging around the neck of the body I've grown to love during my stowing away, and me walking around in Hoenn.

I then decided to head further north, under the very large road connecting Slateport with an extremely large, city-sized building in the distance. Since I had all the time in the world, I thought to myself, why not walk slow? Enjoy the scenery? There was quite the view of the sea to the east, so I decided to sit down in a patch of short grass, and just gaze off into the distance...

My train of thought was derailed quickly by the sounds of shouting in the distance, flames being thrown, and lots of splashing, and I turned around to see what was up. It was two humans, one male and one female, engaged in a fierce battle. The competitors? A Combusken, belonging to the male, and a Marshtomp, belonging to the female.

The Combusken in the battle looked badly hurt, but man oh man, was it fighting hard. Judging by its cries, I could tell that it was male. So, I sat on the wall overlooking the ocean, admiring the skill demonstrated by the two trainers.

Eventually, this ferocious Combusken powered through the muddy attacks it was enduring, and managed to take down the Marshtomp. I couldn't help but applaud softly. The female trainer recalled her injured Marshtomp, and the male was left standing, as he tended to his wounded bird.

I had been sitting on the wall, out in the open, for too long though, because this trainer pointed at me, and I realized too late that I would have to fight this Combusken. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm still level 32. But I didn't want to harm him any further than he just endured.

"Combusken, use Scratch!" the trainer commanded, and I, for fear of hurting him too much, did not feel like stepping out of the way, only deciding to block most of the hit. Both he and the trainer looked confused, because I wasn't fighting back. Move after move Combusken used on me, and still I couldn't bring myself to attack him. He seemed...happy to obey this trainer's commands. Clearly, these two were close friends, and judging by how powerful this Combusken was, he was fed and treated exceptionally well.

The trainer suddenly hurled a Pokeball at me, and it quickly sucked me in, shutting tight. Due to how much damage I recently took, I was too weak to shake the ball. After a few seconds, I felt the ball lock me in. I was now owned by this trainer.

This trainer immediately let me back out, and took out his bag, carefully spraying me with potions, healing me back up to where my body was as good as new. He looked curiously at the Everstone around my neck, and began to take it off.

I whined at him, clutching the stone with my paws before he could lift it off. He looked at me curiously. "You don't want me to take that? Oh, alright then. My name is Brendan by the way, it's nice to meet you."

After letting go of the stone around my neck, I smiled and nodded at him. He then let his Combusken out, and he perked up at seeing me here. "Combusken, meet your new friend. She's going to be traveling with us," Brendan said, as we shook paw and wing. By just looking at him, I could tell we were going to be great friends.

Brendan allowed us to walk behind him as we traveled northbound, and commanded us both in battle against the various Pokemon we encountered along the way. Together, we made an incredible team, vanquishing every single foe in our way.

We soon arrived at Mauville City, and while there, we faced gym leader Wattson, who was the one behind the renovation plans for the city. Due to my extremely high level for this place, we easily destroyed his team, and earned his badge.

From there, we headed north across route 111, training once again along the way. I usually stood out of battle though, and let Combusken strengthen himself. I was already strong enough.

We took a left turn to go across route 112, and battled a few trainers along the way. We then battled our way through the cave separating us from Lavaridge, and trained through the rest of the route. Brendan was leading the way, so I was the one healing Combusken each time we fought. I could just tell he enjoyed my gentle touch, even if it was on one of his wounds. I resisted the urge to 'kiss things better' for him, and simply used a few potions as we traveled. I couldn't break his concentration, we arrived at Lavaridge Town...and there was a gym to beat.

Brendan went into the Pokemart and bought some supplies, and entered the gym. It was quite annoying in there, being launched up and falling down into hot springs, and listening to the stuff the trainers say before they battle…but eventually, Combusken was able to power through all of this, and make it to the leader, Flannery. Her opening speech was hilariously awkward, since she was new.

I sat back in the steaming water and watched my Combusken friend battle his heart out. The little Slugma went down pretty easily, with just a Scratch. Next, Flannery’s Numel went out, and almost destroyed Combusken with Earth Power. And then…Combusken’s Blaze activated, and he got angry. He unleashed an extremely hot Flame Charge, and despite Numel’s type advantage, he keeled over and closed his eyes. Flannery recalled the poor Numel, and sent out her last Pokemon, Torkoal.

But then something happened. Combusken shone briefly, signifying he leveled up. And then….he began to change form drastically, glowing white for a short time. I closed my eyes for a second…and then I saw something much larger replace my Combusken friend. A big, strong, handsome Blaziken. You know how they say your pupils dilate when you see something you like? I could just…FEEL that happen to me.

Meanwhile, this Blaziken was DESTROYING this unfortunate Torkoal. He wasn’t even using any of his moves, he was just kicking and punching with incredible speed. It didn’t take long for the Torkoal to fall over, knocked out.

Brendan happily claimed his badge from Flannery, and exited the gym. It was very late at night by then…how time flies. Brendan took Blaziken over to the Pokemon Center. After he was healed up, Brendan motioned for us to come along, and we left Lavaridge, we passed through the dark cave once again, with Blaziken wrecking any Pokemon that got in our way. Repels were completely unnecessary here.

When we finally got to the set of stairs, leading up to the cable car station, we helped Brendan set up a large tent for us, and began to camp out. We ate a bunch of berries from his bag, sat by the fire for a little while, and then crawled into the tent to go to sleep.

As our trainer turned away in his sleeping bag, I turned towards my former Combusken friend…and admired his new form, wanting desperately to feel him…his muscled, tall figure. I sighed softly and turned my back to him, planning on asking for him tomorrow. I couldn’t try to mate with him with our trainer right in the tent.

Brendan was out before I knew it, and I was beginning to feel sleepy myself. I yawned and closed my eyes, but then…I felt a large hand on my shoulder, and heard someone whispering. “Hey…hey, Braixen…are you awake?” It was Blaziken…he was touching me. My face turned a bit red.

I whispered back, “Yeah…I am, um, what did you need?” He put both of his talons on my sides, causing me to shiver softly. His grip was so strong. “Since he’s asleep…and I’m not that tired…do you want to go out and walk around a bit…?” he asked.

I glanced down at his talons for a second. He quickly realized what he was doing and yanked his hands away, looking sheepish. I already missed that feeling…

“Yeah, sure…I’m not that tired either…let’s talk,” I lied. I was still feeling drowsy, but his touch earlier was starting to wake me. He nodded and got up, unzipping the tent and allowing me outside, and he followed. He very, very quietly zipped the tent back up. We heard no movement from Brendan.

So we ran, lightly and quietly, up the stairs next to the tent, and decided to settle for sitting near a cliff to the right of the stairs, legs hanging off the edge. Blaziken turned to me. “So…nice night, huh?” he asked, looking away, awkwardly. I nodded, but I wanted to ask him something. Before I could, though, he asked me something else.

"What's that stone around your neck? Where did it come from? And come to think of it...how come you were carrying a backpack when we found you?"

I sighed, shaking my head. "Well...it all started in Kalos...I was given to some guy in an orange suit and glasses, and he called himself part of Team Flare," I said to him. His eyes widened.

"Team Flare, huh? I heard of them, one of Brendan's friends told him about them and their plans, over his Xtransceiver," Blaziken responded. I went on, "Yes, those troublemakers...anyways, one day, when I became a Braixen, he ordered me to burn down a bank after he robbed it. I couldn't do it to the poor humans, so instead, I chomped on his arm." Blaziken gasped.

"So you rebelled against your trainer? I mean, I would have done the same...is he ok though?" he questioned. I shook my head. "I honestly don't know, I stole his bag so he couldn't do any more harm, and also because it had supplies I could use to survive."

Blaziken put his arm around my shoulders. "Then what happened? How did you get here?" My face turned red and I began sweating, but I continued. "I traveled far to the west of Kalos, and snuck into a supply crate to stow away on a ship. I didn't really care where I was going, I just wanted to be away from him."

"Wow...must have been tiring. It's ok though...I'm here for you. Don't ever forget that, no one can ever hurt you again with me here," Blaziken assured me.

"So, while I was stuck in that crate, I was really bored, because I really didn't know how long I would be in there. I cast a few spells, giving myself a magical mirror and some light, so I could properly groom myself. And I honestly think I did a pretty good job...because during that journey, I began to admire my body the way it was...and put on this necklace to stay this way. My trainer's Everstone."

Blaziken gripped it in his other talon, running his claws along it slightly, saying, "Well...I think it looks beautiful. YOU look beautiful."

I began to cover my cheeks to hide my blush, but I realized then and there...I really did feel...like I was safe with him around. But something was still bothering me.

“Why did you touch me back in the tent like that?” I asked, looking up at him. He looked away, his eyes turning distant, as he let go of my shoulders.

"I just thought...that...maybe you'd sleep better in someones arms. Namely, mine. And I'd sleep better with you in my arms. Sorry, I couldn't help it," he said, nervousness clear on his face. He clasped his talons, scooting a little further away from me, as if expecting me to hit him.

No such luck. I scooted a little closer to him, placing a paw on his chest. "Blaziken...don't feel sad. I liked it just as much as you did, and besides, you can't help how you feel," I said, reassuring him he has nothing to worry about. I honestly couldn't blame him for wanting to touch me like that. I kind of...REALLY...wished for that touch from him again. And something a little more from him...but honestly, we had no time to do it, nor did I feel really ready to ask him to do...THAT to me. I'm not sure if he was all that ready either.

I just put my paw in his talon, and he grasped it softly. We stayed like this for an hour or so, enjoying the cool, beautiful night, and the peaceful silence (well, except for the chirps of Kricketot and the 'Delelelele WHOOOOOP' of Kricketune.) We soon decided that it was time to go back into the tent, as I feared Brendan would notice we were gone.

We tiptoed quietly back to the tent, unzipped it, and crawled quietly into our previous positions. Blaziken slowly wrapped his arms around my torso once again, holding me tightly against his body. And I gladly accepted this. The only odd thing was, his legs were crossed, quite tightly together. I had a feeling I knew what that meant...

Regardless, I fell asleep much quicker than I was usually able to. Being kept in these muscular, strong arms surely helped me. Blaziken soon fell asleep as well, with his beak resting on the back of my neck.

The next morning, I woke up, yawned rather loudly, and noticed something. Blaziken was gone...I needed to find him. I needed him to be ok. The tent was unzipped, so I ran outside without hesitation, not caring whether Brendan heard me or not. He probably didn't, because I looked back and saw no one coming outside to get me.

I wove around trees, teleported across tall grass, and called out his name repeatedly. And then I fell silent when I heard a strange sound coming from the east, behind a tree right next to the entrance to route 111. I carefully crept up behind said tree, and listened in. It sounded like grunting, and slightly wet pounding sounds.

"Ungh...Braixen...you know just..how to...urgh..." the voice groaned. I instantly recognized it, and my eyes widened quite a bit. It was Blaziken...he was...taking care of himself. I couldn't help but peek around the tree at him.

His muscles were tensed, his right talon was gripping his...massive package, and jerking it up and down. Vigorously. "Blaziken?" I called out. He jumped so high, I swear he got his talons on HM02.

"B-Braixen?! Um...I was...what are you doing here??" he stammered, turning away from me. I said, "Listen...let's talk about this. Don't be afraid, sit down..." I assured him. He tried desperately to cover his throbbing cock with his down feathers, but eventually, he calmed down enough to sit with his back against the tree. I sat alongside him. He crossed his legs as tightly as he did the night before.

I was the first to speak up, following the awkward silence. "So...you were, um, relieving yourself? To the image of...me? I mean, not that I have a problem with it, but..." I trailed off. He took a deep breath, letting out a loud sigh. I kind of felt bad at that moment, for calling out his name when he was clearly close to unloading.

"You heard everything?" he asked, laying his talon on one of my thighs, but cautiously. I nodded, trying not to look between his legs, but my eyes betrayed my intentions. I placed my paw on his thigh. "I suppose there's no use lying about it," he sighed.

I looked up at him, beginning to desire him more and more. "I...can't believe this. Am I really that...hot? Do you really want to do...things to me?"

Blaziken began fidgeting with his talons. “Um, well…I’m going to admit this…and I need to do it now. I like you, Braixen. I need you. I want you in my life. Fighting alongside you is the most fun I’ve ever had, and you’re the most beautiful Pokemon I’ve ever encountered. So please, never change, and be-“ I cut him off, silencing him with a paw on his beak. He looked down into my eyes. If his entire face wasn’t scarlet already, he would have been blushing brightly.
"I really want that feeling of you touching me again, Blaziken. In the tent. I feel…safe, happy, and loved with you. I wanted you the moment you evolved,” I said, stroking his face softly. And then…he grabbed my body, pulled me against him, and brought me into a deep, sensual kiss.

The kiss was rather awkward due to Blaziken having a beak, instead of soft lips like mine, but I didn’t care. I simply tried to move my lips around his beak as best as I could, my tongue dancing with his. Rubbing my tongue against his was an amazing feeling, the heat radiating from us both increasing the romantic feeling to maximum.

We finally broke the kiss, both of us gasping for air, a trail of saliva connecting our lips. We stared into each others’ eyes, and dove in for another kiss. This time, though, his talons were beginning to trail around my back, claws carefully raking through my fur, causing a light ticklish sensation on my sides. I giggled into his mouth, and then, I felt his talons run lower, to feel my rather wide, touchable behind. I yelped slightly at the feeling, my nethers growing very wet at the sensation.

I could feel him uncross his legs, letting his thick, throbbing erection free from its confines. My paw ran gently down his muscled, tough chest, and over his abs. I was enjoying myself a little bit too much, because both of my paws were not hugging him now, but running up and down his length, drawing a bit of steaming hot precum from the tip. He moaned into my mouth, finally breaking the second kiss.

Both of us were sweating, needy, and blushing. But this was something I wanted to do for him. I wanted to make him feel satisfied, feel happy. So I put a paw back on his chest, smiled at him seductively, and pushed him backwards, so he would lay back while I did the work for him.

I began to kiss his neck, and then his upper chest, and so on, working my way south. He moaned loudly with each kiss from my supple, soft lips on his body. I then reached his member, cupping his balls in my left paw and holding it still with my right, so it would not throb out of the way.

I kissed his hot length on the tip, causing him to spurt a bit of pre onto my face, which I did not bother wiping off. Not wanting to leave him waiting while I enjoyed the sensation, I started to kiss the sides of his cock, smiling widely as he writhed around in pleasure, his left talon on the back of my head. I knew what he wanted.

My lips made their way back up to his tip, and they soon parted, allowing his girthy, twitching length enter my mouth. I closed my mouth around it, so he could feel me sliding down further and further on him, and so I could feel the heated mass entering my throat, inch by inch. Due to my cool, calm way of taking his length into my mouth, instead of slamming it down. I was able to concentrate on breathing through my nose as i started to suck, his entire dick past my lips.

The taste of his length was intoxicating and musky, so I made a point of swirling my tongue around every inch of it. As I grinned wider due to the taste and began to suck harder, Blaziken was moaning nonstop from my constant kissing of his hilt, and he was holding my head tighter.

I decided to start moving my head back and forth, rubbing the base of his cock with my tongue, slowly and lovingly, so he wouldn’t cum too quickly. His tongue hung out of his mouth as he groaned in pure bliss.

My paws made their way to around his back, so I could hold him tightly as i sucked on him. My face was buried between his legs, so all I could feel, and taste, was…him. Blaziken, my lover. To increase the need to finish for him, I pressed my tongue on his sack, and swallowed around his length a few times, massaging it carefully with my throat. This earned me a loud grunt from Blaziken.

I closed my eyes as a pleasantly hot sensation began to fill my throat, stomach, and entire body. I sucked and sucked on Blaziken as he had his very first orgasm inside my throat, making sure I made him cum as hard as he possibly could. My head pulled back, so that only his tip was in my mouth.

I tongued his tip softly as he rode out the rest of his orgasm, filling my mouth with his remaining seed, so I could have the experience of tasting his essence. And it tasted delicious. I swallowed every single drop that he gave me, opening my mouth to show that it was all gone.

Blaziken gave out a large sigh of satisfaction, as he sat up, his legs far apart. I noticed there was still a mess of seed still dripping down his cock, so I did what I needed to do. I got on all fours, and started to lap at his length, cleaning it all up for him, swallowing down the remainder of his cum eagerly.

His dick was softening from the loving deed I just did, but cleaning it up this way elicited a soft groan of pleasure from him, and just like that, his pole was hard once again, and ready for action. I wanted him to use me how he pleased. Sadly, I wouldn’t get an orgasm by just sucking him off…

Though I was more than willing to take care of him first, I still had needs. And those urges were getting the better of me. “I-I need you…Blaziken…” I moaned out to him, turning around on all fours, and raising my tail out of the way, allowing him to. see what I had to offer. And my goods were sopping wet at this point. I couldn’t care less what hole he wanted at this point.

Blaziken got onto his knees, and he seemed happy to oblige, spreading my behind widely. He was horny as ever, and he still needed me. I felt his claws dig into my backside as his tip touched my back entrance. Jolting, I looked back at him, face still red as ever. “Th-there? S-so…so kinky…” I panted. He nodded, no words were needed to explain how much he wanted this.

He began to push his massive length back in there, forcing me to grunt in pain. I could really, really feel him twitch with a strong desire back there. I steeled myself, prepared to take the rest of him.

His right talon left my yielding, warm backside, and made its way to my chest, gripping one of my large, perky breasts with force, causing me to yelp in pleasure. Meanwhile, I could feel his cock shoving into my tailhole further and further, and it hurt badly with every inch, but I wanted him to feel happy.

I then felt his steaming hot sack hit my backside. He was fully buried into me now. I managed to take THAT fully up my butt…I felt a little bit proud I was able to do that without bad injuries. I looked back to see my sweet Blaziken, grinning widely as he began to thrust, his lap hitting me each time.

As he violated my backside, the pain slowly began to disappear, and started turning into pleasure, his grip on my breast helping immensely. I gasped as he thrusted once with force, pounding me and making my soft, desirable behind bounce at the shock.

His other talon left my backside and grabbed onto my other breast, and he squeezed both with his powerful, strong hands, causing me to moan very loudly. The twitching I felt back there only added to the bliss I was feeling. Then, he began thrusting faster, and I could feel him spurt a little more pre deep into my hole, which felt warm and comforting.

I could feel him thrust harder each time, the tightness, the warmth, and the softness in my backside beginning to take its toll on him. He was getting ready to unload, and it was going to be an enormous one. So I helped him prepare.

I held his talons on my breasts, my paws rubbing softly over them, and clenched my legs in order to make it even more snug back there for him. I also thrusted backwards, keeping a good rhythm with his thrusts, so my backside would hit him harder, causing more pleasure.

I finally heard him cry out, his talons leaving my breasts and gripping my upper legs with a powerful force, as I felt him throb very hard back in me, and his cum begin to fill my tailhole to the brim. He made sure to ram his cock into me as hard as he could each time he pushed out more of his essence. As soon as he rammed me the third time, I howled and finished way harder than I ever thought possible, dripping juices everywhere on the grass. I was in heaven, feeling my mate firmly wedged inside me, riding out an orgasm, and my backside feeling warmer than ever.

His orgasm finally died down after a while, as did mine, and we both collapsed onto the grass, panting and gasping for air, his cock still throbbing inside me, but he was softening, the satisfaction of our little session getting to him. He finally pulled out of my behind with a small pop, and I felt some of his load trail out of me and down one of my legs.

“Let’s..let’s go back to the tent…” Blaziken said, “before Brendan wakes up…phew…that was…incredible…”

I nodded weakly, as he got up, hoisting me into his arms and carrying me bridal style back to the tent. I was drained of pretty much all of my energy because of what he did. My eyes slowly closed as he unzipped the tent, and I drifted off into an incredibly restful sleep.

About an hour later, I woke up in Blaziken's arms. I was slightly disappointed that I didn't feel him inside me, but that was ok. I understood why.

He soon woke up after me, letting out a big yawn, and licking my neck softly, causing me to shiver a bit. "Good morning again, Braixen...how did you sleep?" he asked, running a claw between my breasts.

I smiled at him and said, "I feel so rested...thank you for that..." while kissing him. Brendan then woke up, and we helped him pack up his tent. We heard that Team Magma was causing trouble up on Mt. Chimney. But...with Blaziken at my side, nothing could stop me. We went up to the peak without fear, ready to face anything, together.

-End