The Galar region was beginning to recover from the near-brush it almost had with a terrible crisis that was to drain its supply of Galar particles so that niether Dynamaxing nor Gigantamaxing would be possible ever again, and the tradeoff of that was to put small creatures that weren't Pokemon to work on Poke Jobs so the Galar region would be forever powered by perpetual labor.

However, three anthros chosen by the Legendary Pokemon of Galar undertook a quest to stop the crisis by fighting giant elemental monsters using special powers they were blessed with that also dyed their fur bright colors, all leading up to a final showdown against the head of a powerful corporation... in which they were ultimately victorious due to said head's imprisonment.

And so, with the company shut down, the anthros returning to their lives, and a coffee girl friend of theirs being promoted to pastry chef and befriending a Milcery, so ends our time in the Galar region.

...Or so you'd think, if you didn't know anything about postludes!

-

The following day after the open invitationals, all of the previous Poke Job companies were adjusting to the shutdown of Macro Cosmos, either by sticking to their down-home principals or forming alliances with each other.

But that's beside the point, for in the sleepy Crown Tundra village of Freezerton, smoke was billowing from the chimneys of the houses, as well as the village's inn, the aptly-named Freeze Inn, where our postlude begins.

Inside the inn, a tan deer with short antlers in a brown coat and blue jeans was preparing a pot of coffee on the stovetop. Meanwhile, a cinnamon-furred bear in a yellow gi and black leggings was sitting at the table, looking lost in thought.

"Gee, Calvin," the bear said, hoping to break the ice, "I wonder how Zander is going to move forward with his life now that he lost the finals of the open invitationals?"

"I'm not sure, Wufu," the deer said as he walked towards the table with the finished coffee pot in one hoof and two empty mugs in another, "but I'm sure glad that he managed to last as long as he did in that tournament." He then set one of the mugs down on one side of the table and the other closer to Wufu as he continued, "After all, he was battling the current Champion of Galar, and both of them managed to use up all the Pokemon in their rosters before his was beat!"

"True," Wufu supposed as he got up and walked towards the fridge for a bottle of coffee creamer. "I guess that sort of thing's to be expected when you're facing the strongest Pokemon trainer in all of Galar... but then again, that wasn't always the case with them."

"Exactly," Calvin concurred as he poured the coffee into their mugs until they were halfway full. "Because the current Champion had to defeat Leon when he was Champion, and there was Mustard before him, and Peony before him..."

"Right!" Wufu agreed as he came back with the creamer and poured a small amount in his coffee. "Basically every Champion ascended to power by having to assail the previous one. Creamer?"

"Yes, thank you," Calvin said as he accepted the bottle and poured some into his mug. "And if Zander won against the Champion, he would just be next and didn't want the hassle."

After Calvin put the creamer bottle down and the coffee shifted from deep brown to cloudy tan, Wufu raised his mug and said, "Then I propose a toast to our good friend Zander and the good sportsmanship of Galarian Pokemon trainers. May they stand as an example for trainers across the globe!"

"Kanpai!" both anthros said as they "tunked" their mugs together and took slow swigs of the comfortably warm fluid. Just then, there was a knock on the door, causing Calvin's ears to perk up.

"Well, I wonder who that could be?"

"I don't know," Wufu said before putting his mug down, "but I'll go find out." He then got up and walked towards the door before looking through the window... and saw a familiar-shaped blob of gray through the curtain. When he opened the door, there stood a gray wolf in a darker-gray sweater and blue jeans standing there with a smile on his muzzle.

"Hey, Wufu. Good to see you again."

"Zander!" Wufu said, so delighted to see his fellow anthro again that he picked him up in his arms in a big hug. "So glad you could drop by!" He then put the wolf down and ushered him inside. "Come on in, make yourself at home. Hey, Calvin, look who came to visit us! It's Zander!"

"Well, speak of Giratina!" Calvin said when he saw Zander. "We were just talking about you!"

"Really?" Zander said when he got his breath back from the hug. "All good, I hope!"

"It was," Wufu assured. "Care for some coffee? Calvin just brewed a fresh pot, and there's plenty for a third cup."

"I'd like that," Zander said with a nod.

"Coming right up! Let me just get you a mug," Wufu said as Zander took a seat next to Calvin.

"So," Calvin decided to hazard after Zander sat down, "what brings you over to our neck of the region?"

"I'm glad you asked," Zander said just as Wufu brought him an empty mug and sat back down. He then proceeded to put his coffee together as he explained, "After finally traveling around Galar, stopping the opposite crisis and attempting the open invitationals, I have decided that I'll need the company of someone to settle down with and start the rest of my life with. And after thinking the situation over a bit, I've decided that I want to live together with you guys."

Wufu and Calvin were surprised to hear this new information, but they wanted to hear Zander make his case. "Oh, cool," was all Calvin could work up the nerve to say.

Wufu simply let Zander have a swig of his coffee before asking, "Not to downplay your choice or anything, Zander, but... why choose us?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Zander said after putting his mug down to speak. "After the three of us spent so much time together during our journey, and the activities we did, it only makes sense that we'd be great roommates. Plus," he added with a brief pause, "to be frank, I've really come to like you guys during our journey, and I'd get kind of lonely sometimes."

"Interesting," Calvin said before he took another swig.

Wufu, however, carefully weighed the pros and cons of Zander living with them between swigs before finally saying, "Before we give you our answer, there is something we should tell you first. If you really are set on living with us, you'll have to pick one of us because we don't live together."

"Right, good point," Calvin agreed. "I don't know if you were told, but back at the open invitationals, Wufu said that he was going to move next door to the inn."

"Huh," Zander said as he took another swig. "I did not know that. Now I'm torn. If I lived with Wufu, the both of us could catch up with each other after our time during the quest, but on the other paw, living with Calvin could teach me a little more about him since he joined us last." Suddenly, he lowered his ears and added, "Um, actually, I... have a bit of a confession to make, but I want to wait until we've finished our cups first."

Wufu and Calvin raised their brows, but decided to respect Zander's wishes and put the conversation on pause until all three of them drank the last of their mugfuls of coffee. Once all three mugs were empty, Wufu asked Zander, "Okay, what's up?"

"Well," Zander started, a little embarrassed, "remember our long ride to Eternal Island when we... had to make that one stop?"

"You mean when we 'had to act on an emergency, then keep riding, never look back and never talk about it again?'" Calvin answered, quoting Zander from that moment.

"Yeah, that," Zander answered. "The thing is, before I said that, which was after we were finished, I, uh..."

"Yes?" Wufu pressed.

"What is it?" Calvin piled on.

Zander hesitated for a second, then closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then blurted out, "I looked back and peeked at your nads! There, I said it."

"...That's it?" Wufu asked.

"What do you mean, that's it?"

"Well, you're not the only one here with a confession, then, Zander," Calvin said, "because I was getting an eyeful of each other's jewels, too."

"So was I," Wufu said, "but I didn't want to say anything after you set the terms."

Relieved that they didn't think it was a big deal, Zander continued. "Well, the only reason I set those terms is because we had a mission to complete, and I didn't want any feelings to develop and get in the way of that. But now that the opposite crisis is dashed for good, I have something to say and I won't feel any peace until I do. Wufu, Calvin... I want to be more than just friends."

"More than friends?" Wufu asked in surprise.

"What, like blood brothers or something?" Calvin asked.

"Close, but-" Zander said, but he was cut off by a gurgling in his gut.

GrrrGROIG!

"Uh-oh," Zander said before clutching his midsection. "Oh, NOW the unfortunate side effect of drinking coffee decides to kick in! Where's the bathroom!?"

GrrrGRINK! GrrGRULK!

Now it was Wufu and Calvin's turn to clutch their middles! "Oh! There's a private bathroom in the sleeping quarters, but now I have to go, too!"

"Same here, Calvin!" Wufu said. "Let's show Zander where it is, because I may have to call dibs on the next turn!"

All three anthros stormed into the changing room if the inn, and inside was a large bed between two doors. The door closest to the entrance was open, revealing that it was the closet full of different outfits. Calvin led Zander around the bed to the other door while Wufu stayed behind to close the entrance behind them. As soon as they reached it, Calvin opened the door and revealed the private bathroom with a suspended sink on one end of the room, a shower stall at the other end, and what the three really needed: a tall toilet with a wide seat.

GROIGRULGRUNK!

Another angry protest from their guts suddenly hit them.

"Augh! I don't think I can wait!"

"Ooh! It's gonna come out!"

"Ugh! Desperate times call for desperate measures! We'll have to go together!"

Too much in pain to argue, all three anthros rushed inside and shut the door before taking a position: Wufu took the front, Zander took the left, and Calvin took the right. That quickly, all three of them shucked off their pants and undies and sat down so their tailholes were aimed inside the rim, but their nads were hanging over the outside.

"AAAAUUUGH!!"

"OOOOHHH!!"

"UUUUUUUGH!!"

PPPPLLLLCCCHHHHOOORRRSHH!!!

Finally, three brown geysers jettisoned their contents into the bowl, turning the water the color of mud instantly and making the level rise an inch or two before it settled back down. The resulting foul odor forced the rooms occupants to breathe through their mouths, but it wasn't long before another three gushes erupted into the bowl.

SSHHHLLOOORRRKK-BBRRP!!

Because Zander was on the side with the trigger, he reached towards it and pulled so the water swirled its contaminants away for any future colon-heaves, but they still weren't finished.

Ppprrsshh-ppllooorrp-sspplooorrk!

The recent blasts were out of sync, but they weren't as violent as the first two, and combined with the courtesy flush, the water was only browned again, but remained the same level. The three were starting to pant from fatigue, but from what they could feel, the end of their evacuations was almost there.

Pppplllrrrrrkkk... 

At last, the final shots were released, and the chambers were fully emptied out.

"Hoh... hah... whew," Zander was finally relieved, but he didn't know how the other two were. "Well, I'm all better over here. Either of you still got more?"

"Nope," Calvin said.

"Me either- wait." Wufu thought he had more, but a few seconds later...

Pfff.

"Nope, that was just gas. Sorry."

"Ah, no worries," Zander said before another courtesy flush. "Could someone pass the paper, though?"

"Coming right up," Calvin said as he reached for the roll in the indent on his side of the wall. He then grabbed three ribbons of four squares and passed two of them to the others. After a thourough wiping on their fluffy bums, they dropped the finished triplicate paperwork into the water and stood up... but they still weren't done. Wolf, bear and deer then turned around, lifted the seat, aimed the tips of their sheathes down and...

Ssssssshhhhhhhh.....

Now they had to turn the water one more time; not to a murky brown, but a translucent yellow. Some of the folded papers got hit by the streams and were sunk, but they continued to flow for half a minute before they petered out to light dripping. 

"There," Wufu said after they shook their covers twice to rid themselves of hanging drips. "Our bladders tried to one-up us, but they were wrong."

"Indeed," Calvin said. "Now let's get our bottoms back on our bottoms-"

"Wait," Zander stopped before they could bend over. "Before we do, this is what I was talking about earlier. What I want us to be requires us to be without pants for a while... at least, until it's over."

"Why do we not need pants for this?" Wufu asked suspiciously.

"Hold on, hear me out," Zander reasoned. "Remember when Calvin asked if I wanted us to be blood brothers?"

"Yes," Calvin confirmed.

"Well, what I want us to be will connect our souls on a similar level, but with less... gore," Zander explained. "I want us to become what I call... seed brothers."

"You mean," Wufu asked, "you want us to suck each other off?"

"...Yes, but I'll understand if you say no."

"Well," Calvin supposed, "all three of us did see each other's areas, and we were naked together once or twice... Heck, the lot of us just shared a buddy dump and finished it off with a borderline stream-cross, for corn's sake."

"Are you saying you want to?" Zander asked with budding hope.

"I'm saying I don't see anything wrong with sating our curiousity. How about you, Wufu?"

"Well, I'm in," Wufu said, "but, can we at least wash up first?"

"I'd appreciate it if we did," Zander said.

Now that all three of them were on board, Zander gave the toilet a final flush, and the three of them gathered around the sink to wash their hands and dry them off before they left the bathroom bottomless. Fortunately, the curtains in the sleeping quarters were closed along with the blinds so no peeping eyes could see what would happen next as the three sat their naked butts down on the side of the bed.

"So, how are we going to do this?" Wufu asked, a little uneasy about someone mouthing ET's finger.

"Well, we're not going at it right away, if that's what you're asking," Zander said. "I was thinking we'd start off slow and easy, just sitting next to each other, holding hands, touching... embracing, just until we're all comfortable enough with each other to start the next step."

"That's it?" Calvin asked.

"Until the next step," Zander confirmed before plcacing a paw on his and Wufu's naked thigh. "And, not to rush things, but if you thought Wufu's handshakes were confident... wait until you feel how loving his hugs are."

"Zander..." the bear mumbled bashfully with a blush on his muzzle.

"What? It's a compliment," Zander defended. "Like how Calvin has a lovely singing voice."

"Aw, shucks," Calvin gushed, "you're making me blush."

But it wasn't the only thing Zander was making them do. Along with their cheeks turning rosy, the increased bloodflow was making two out of three sheaths open up so sprouts of pink were peeking out. When Zander saw what his words were doing, the sight alone got him to lipstick as well. "There we go, now we're getting somewhere!"

"Apparently," Wufu supposed, "what turns us on is compliments."

"So, how are we going to go about this 'next step,'" Calvin asked, "if no one minds my asking?"

"I'm glad you asked," Zander said before he got up to walk to the other side of the bed. "Now, this is just a rough draft, but I think it'll work this way: the three of us will form a 'daisy chain,' like a 69 position, but with more than two people, and start sucking. When one of us gets close to finishing, we'll just pat our hip twice so we don't end up accidentally nipping one of us to warn the other to brace themself. And once all three of us pop off, we'll enjoy some downtime during the afterglow before switching partners and repeating. Then voila! We're officially seed brothers!"

"So," Wufu said as he ran the info in his head, "69 times 3, 2 hip pats says incoming, cooldown during reboot, swap and repeat. Is that right?"

"Sound right to me," Calvin said. "Now the question is, who gets first crack at who?"

"How about... I get Wufu, he gets Calvin, and that leaves him with me?" That was met with a nod before everyone shuffled into position to begin. Once everyone was facing the other's groin, Zander tacked on, "Oh, Calvin, little tip: I have a knot, and you don't have to take it, but just put the root behind it between two fingers and that'll get me to pat my hip sooner. Ready, and... go!"

Finally, the green light was given, and the three anthros were fondling each other's sheaths and ball bags to coax their rods out to a sufficient length. Then, a wolf muzzle was on a bear dick, a bear muzzle was on a deer dick, and a deer muzzle was on a wolf dick, sucking away and licking all over the fleshy surfaces, tasting the flavors that were dancing on their tongues; mostly meat musk with drizzles of pre 2 minutes in.

3 more minutes, however, Zander's efforts were paying off as Wufu pat his hip twice to signal that he was going to cross the finish line first. The wolf managed to pull back his muzzle to the tip just as the bear's nuts drew up in their sack and heaved his liquid cubs through the pink tube. Gushes were pooling three at a time before they were gulped down Zander's gullet, and he didn't stop until there was no more left to hive him before his mouth let go of the penis in it.

Meanwhile, Wufu and Calvin were continuing their oral assault on their assigned cocks before Calvin was the next to pat his hip twice. But, determined to take Zander to the peak with him, the deer impatiently tugged the wolf's furry dick-cozy down to pop the knot out before lightly pressing two fingers onto the root, just as Zander advised.

That was enough to get Zander's hip-pat started just as Calvin's liquid fawns were being ejected into Wufu's mouth and swallowed, and Zander was panting since his muzzle was unoccupied before he lightly moaned to signal that Calvin was being fed his liquid pups. Gush, squirt, spirt... then the wells ran dry before their nozzles were let go.

"Hah... hah," Zander panted. "Good job, Calvin."

"You, too, Zander," Wufu added.

"Guess we all did great here," Calvin supposed. "Now... I'm gonna take a nap before phase 2."

"Good idea," Wufu said with a yawn. "Maybe we'll get to see the legendaries in our dreams one more time."

"Heh," Zander chuckled before everyone's eyes drooped shut. "We can only be so lucky..."

-

Once all three of them were settled down where they laid, Zander opened his eyes and found himself in the dark-gray void of the Dream World... only in his fur. But as he looked around, he couldn't see anyone else but himself in the void. "Huh," he supposed. "Guess the 'sleeping in the same bed' theory only works with one or two participan-"

"Zander?" "Over here!"

Zander turned around to the two voices he heard, and there were his future seed brothers... also in just their fur. "Wufu! Calvin! Guess I was proven wrong!"

As the wolf was rejoined by the bear and deer, a small light shone above their heads before it separated into seven orbs of light in various shades of red and blue. One by one, the lights took the shape of the Legendary Pokemon of Galar: Zamazenta, Single Strike Urshifu and Spectrier on one side, Zacian, Rapid Strike Urshifu and Glastrier on the other, and right in dead-center of the lineup was Calyrex.

"Ah, Zander, Wufu and Calvin," Zacian addressed. "How nice of you three to see us again."

"All seven of us," Zamazenta added.

"Yes, Your Majesties," Zander said with a bow. "It's good to see you all again too. And I understand if you already know this, but the news bears repeating: all of us have finally put the kibosh on the opposite crisis... Both the givers of the blessings, and the blessed who delivered on the orders... together."

"And don't think we don't appreciate being included in the sentiment," SS Urshifu said, "but you three did a really good job on that."

"So, what brings all 10 of us back together after all this time," RS Urshifu asked curiously, "if no one minds our asking?"

"Oh," Wufu answered, "we were just seeing if we were still able to contact you all since, well, niether of us are marked anymore..."

"But that isn't the only reason we're back in the Dream World," Calvin explained. "Zander, Wufu and I are becoming unified in the bonds of seed brotherhood, and we're recharging our energy reserves before the proccess is complete."

"Seed brotherhood, you say?" Calyrex questioned, but then Glastrier and Spectrier leaned towards him and seemed to whisper in his ears, and he understood completely. "Ah, I see. Well then, perhaps we should let you get back to that... AFTER the others and I close this dream meeting with a special, and rather fitting, send-off."

Suddenly, fiddle music was playing in the background, and the legendaries lined up and began to sing.

"You may not have the looks,
You may not have the dash,
But you'll earn yourself a lay if you've only got a mustache
A mustache, a mustache,
Now you get to watch us piss!"

And on that final note, Zacian and Spectrier turned around and lifted their tails, Zamazenta and Glastrier each lifted a hind leg, both Urshifu raised the fronts of their loincloths and Calyrex spread his long, slender legs apart before the former Galarian Messenger All-Stars were treated to the arousing sight of seven streams of urine flowing from five sheaths and two vulvas. The anthros' erections were quickly rising back up as the puddles were joining together into a golden pond...

-

Luckily, the three woke up before their dream became wet, but it didn't offer them a chance to build up. So, thinking quickly, they rolled their bodies over to the other crotch and put that anthro's penis in his muzzle to return the favor. But with how close they were already, it only took about 45 seconds of sucking before-

It happened.

Deer jizz mixed with bear jizz in Zander's stomach.

Wolf jizz mixed with deer jizz in Wufu's stomach.

Bear jizz mixed with wolf jizz in Calvin's stomach.

Finally, after the pulsing and squirting was over, the proccess was complete. They were now officially seed brothers, bonded together by shared genetic material exchange.

As their deflating boners were let go and allowed to crawl back into their furry homes, their owners scooted up on the bed until their heads were on the pillows, with Wufu taking the middle while Zander and Calvin laid next to him on either side, draping their arms around him while he wrapped his around them.

There would be plenty of time to decide who Zander would live with after this. But for now, the G-MAS were enjoying their afterglow snuggles bottomless as they were lulled into their second nap...

-

The end.