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This wasn’t just any Ampharos; This one looked like it had especially beautiful golden yellows skin on his back, the light seemingly shimmering off him, as he looked at the young trainer with golden irises.\n“Wow!” Leo gasped, his eyes wide with wonder. “An Ampharos! A healthy looking one at that.”\nThe Ampharos, who introduced himself as Fresnel, turned his head, his golden eyes regarding the boy and his Pokémon with a quiet warmth. “Well, hello there,” he rumbled, his voice a low, comforting vibration in the boy’s mind. “Lost, are you?”\n\n“You… you can talk?” Leo stammered, his jaw dropping slightly. He’d encountered plenty of Pokémon, but a Pokémon that could speak to trainers? It was unheard of! He glanced at his Eevee, who seemed equally astonished, its ears perked forward in surprise. “Eeevoi!”\nFresnel chuckled, a warm, resonant sound. “Indeed, young one. It's a rather peculiar gift, I must admit. It wasn't always so. I once ate something… rare. One of a kind, even. And ever since, I’ve had the power of telepathy with others. It's quite convenient, though occasionally… distracting.”\nJust as he finished speaking, a loud, rumbling gurgle emanated from his belly. Fresnel’s cheeks flushed a faint pink. “Oh, dear,” he mumbled, a touch of embarrassment coloring his voice. “Forgive me. That was rather… impolite. I heard my new guests coming, and I had to hurry up and swallow my meal earlier.” He paused, listening to another, gentler gurgle.\n“Please, do ignore the gurgling,” he added with a slightly strained smile. “It’s simply digesting now.\" Another, slightly louder gurgle echoed through the clearing. Fresnel winced. “A bit more enthusiastically than I’d hoped.”\nLeo, recovering from his initial shock of a talking... or telepathic pokemon rather, nodded politely, trying to ignore the Ampharos’s increasingly audible digestive processes. “Oh, uh, yeah, no problem,” he said, a little awkwardly. “We're not really lost, actually. I’m just trying to catch up to my Raboot. He got a little… overexcited and ran ahead.” He gestured towards the dense foliage. “He’s a bit of a handful sometimes.”\n\n\"Well, that's quite understandable,” Fresnel said, his golden eyes twinkling. “It’s always an adventure with a spirited Pokémon. I’d be happy to walk with you and your companions while my… meal digests. Provided you don’t mind a bit of gurgling, of course.\" He let out a contented sigh, gently patting his plump belly. \"I do so enjoy the feeling of a full stomach, it’s quite comforting, really.” He gave his lips a small, appreciative lick.\nAs he spoke, his stomach emitted a series of increasingly enthusiastic gurgles, and Leo noticed something peculiar. It wasn't just the sound; his belly seemed to subtly shift and ripple with each rumble, as he could stomach sloshing around.\n\"Sounds good!\" Leo exclaimed, quickly regaining his composure. “Thanks, Mr. Fresnel.”\nEevee let out a happy \"Vee!\" in agreement, nuzzling against Leo’s leg.\nThe three of them began to walk, Fresnel’s long strides easily matching Leo’s. The forest floor was soft beneath their feet, the air filled with the scent of pine and damp earth. For ten minutes, then twenty minutes, they continued along the winding path, the only sound the rustling of leaves and the occasional, diminishing gurgle from Fresnel’s belly.\n“Um, Mr. Fresnel,” Leo said hesitantly, glancing around. “We’ve been walking for a while now. Shouldn’t we have caught up to Raboot by now? He's usually pretty loud.\"\nFresnel chuckled, a warm, gentle sound. He suddenly reached out, enveloping Leo in a surprisingly comforting hug. Leo stiffened for a moment, then relaxed into the embrace, feeling the warmth radiating from the Ampharos's plump belly.\n\"Don’t worry, young one,\" Fresnel murmured, his voice vibrating against Leo’s ear. “We are definitely closer now.” He paused, and Leo felt a subtle shift in Fresnel’s gut. The gurgling had stopped entirely. But just as Leo was about to comment that 'he thinks Mr Fresnel's meal is done', Fresnel let out an audible belch that seems to taken him off guard if the shocked look on his face is anything to go by, \" I guess that's it for that meal.\"\nEevee, who had been trotting quietly alongside, let out a small, plaintive whine, nudging Leo’s hand with his nose. \"Vee...vee...\"\nLeo looked down at his Eevee, understanding dawning on his face. \"You’re tired, aren't you, buddy?\" He patted Eevee’s head. \"You're right. We all could use a break.\"\nFresnel released Leo from the hug, his golden eyes filled with understanding. “A wise decision. Even legendary Pokémon require rest, and I imagine a young trainer and his Pokémon do as well. Let’s find a suitable spot to rest for a while.”\n\n\n\nLeo began to pitch his small, portable tent, the familiar routine grounding him amidst the unusual circumstances. Eevee, nestled against a nearby tree root, let out a contented sigh and promptly drifted off to sleep, his fluffy tail twitching gently.\n\"Mr. Fresnel, do you… want to travel with us?\" Leo asked, zipping up the tent. \"Once I find Raboot, that is. It would be amazing to have you along.”\nFresnel smiled, a warm, golden glow radiating from his face. \"That would be perfectly fine, young one. Provided you are willing to help me with something everyday. A small task, nothing too strenuous. A show of good faith, you see.”\nLeo’s eyes lit up. \"Yeah! Definitely! I’d love to! What kind of thing?\"\nFresnel's smile widened. \"We'll see. Now… close your eyes, Leo.” He paused, his voice taking on a slightly playful, almost conspiratorial tone. “I will… start touching you in a strange way. It is an important sign of trust, you see. No matter what, keep your eyes shut until I tell you to open them. Do you understand?”\nLeo nodded, a mix of excitement and nervousness fluttering in his stomach. He took a deep breath and squeezed his eyes shut.\nHe felt a gentle touch on his shoulders, a soothing massage that eased the tension from his muscles. Fresnel’s large hands kneaded the knots in his neck and shoulders, a surprisingly skilled and comforting touch. Guiding the boy into a kneeling position, before Fresnel’s hands moved lower, reaching under Leo’s shirt.\nA jolt of surprise shot through Leo, and he instinctively squirmed. It was unexpected, slightly intrusive, but he steeled himself, remembering Fresnel’s words about trust. He wouldn't stop him. He needed to earn Fresnel’s trust.\nFresnel’s arms moved with a rhythmic grace, rubbing and kneading under his shirt, working the muscles with a practiced ease. It felt… strangely good. Leo’s breath hitched slightly, a warm flush spreading across his cheeks. Then, a sensation he hadn’t anticipated. Something smooth and cool slid into his pants.\nLeo’s eyes remained stubbornly shut, but he felt a surge of shock and a strange, pleasant warmth spreading through his lower body. He didn’t dare move, didn’t dare stop Fresnel, knowing that resistance would only break the budding trust.\nThe rubbing continued, a comforting, almost hypnotic rhythm. After a few moments, Leo, now noticeably flushed, couldn’t contain himself. “How… how long till I earn your trust?” he stammered, his voice slightly breathless.\nFresnel let out a soft giggle, a warm vibration that tickled Leo’s skin. “Not till you forget to ask how long it’s been.”\nA minute or two passed, each moment stretching into an eternity of sensation. Leo’s breathing grew shallow and rapid. His cock, fully stiff, felt enormous against his young body, despite not beating 3 inches. But then, something else began to happen. His hips started to move on their own, rocking gently against Fresnel’s rhythmic rubbing, a primal response he couldn’t control.\nSuddenly, Fresnel stopped. The warmth receded, the pressure vanished, and Leo was left trembling, a confusing mix of arousal and vulnerability washing over him.\n\n\n\n\nFresnel smiled, a knowing glint in his golden eyes, despite Leo’s eyes snapping open. There was a flicker of almost hurt betrayal in the gaze, a hint of shock at the sudden lack of stimulation. He noticed the boy's hips still rhythmically pumping against the air, a silent testament to the tension that had built.\n“Well,” Fresnel said, his voice a low rumble, “remember the meal I ate earlier… it’s time for me to shit it out.” Leo winced, a slight grimace crossing his face at the unexpectedly vulgar term. It was the first time he’d heard a Pokémon use such language, and it added a layer of unexpected… maturity to the situation.\n“I figured I could just say you completed it,” Fresnel continued, his smile widening slightly. \"You've earned my trust... well, unless you want me to finish regardless.”\nLeo looked conflicted, his cheeks flushed a deep crimson. The sudden shift in focus, the abrupt cessation of the pleasurable rubbing, left him reeling. But the thought of just being… done, without further stimulation, was almost worse. Thinking it just meant he’d just stay with this new feeling he didn't know what to do with... He started to return to the kneeling position.\nBut just before he could fully settle, Fresnel let out a playful “tsk, tsk.” His flipper-like paw, surprisingly deft, began to rub teasingly at the stiff bulge in the boy’s shorts. \"No… I'll have to change position, won't I?\"\nHe paused, letting the teasing touch linger for a moment before continuing, “Lay flat, while looking up at me. After all, I need to shit still… And you want to finish your trust task.”\n\n\n\nIt felt undeniably strange to hear a Pokémon announce its impending bowel movement, but after the rollercoaster of sensations he'd experienced, Leo barely registered the peculiarity. All he needed to do was finish this feeling, earn Fresnel's trust, and… well, whatever came with it.\nWithout hesitation, he shifted his position, laying flat on his back, his knees bent, his gaze directed upwards. As he turned, aligning his body with Fresnel, the Ampharos began a slow, deliberate descent, inverting himself to hover above him.\nLeo opened his mouth to ask why Fresnel had lowered himself, but the question died on his lips as he felt the familiar, insistent rubbing return. Fresnel’s flipper-like paws had quickly pulled his shorts down, and the rubs were immediately more intense, more focused. A moan escaped his lips, involuntary and undeniably pleasurable.\nRemembering Fresnel’s instruction to look up, Leo’s gaze was drawn upwards, and with the Ampharos’s broad rear a mere foot above his face, there was truly nowhere else to look. He stared, transfixed, at the expanse of pearlescent skin and the gentle curve of Fresnel’s gold striped tail.\nThen, he noticed it. A small, unassuming hole nestled just beneath the tail, a previously unnoticed anatomical detail. It was… a butthole. A Pokémon butthole. The realization struck him with a surprising force. Of course, Pokémon had buttholes! He’d never really considered it before, but in hindsight, it made perfect sense.\nLeo’s moans grew faster, more desperate, as he felt something building within him, a crescendo of pleasure threatening to erupt. Just as he thought he was about to reach his peak, Fresnel’s flipper slowed, the intensity momentarily lessened, though the build-up continued.\nHe attempted to glance down, seeking further answers in the sight of Fresnel’s rear, and as the steady pumping drew out this tantalizing feeling, he looked back, seeing the Ampharos’s pucker quivering, noticeably more bulged than a second ago.\n“You… you’re about to poop… but I’m under you now…” Leo stammered, a wave of panic washing over him.\nFresnel, watching carefully at the boy’s throbbing cock, chuckled softly. “I’m not going to poop on your face, silly lion,” he said, rubbing faster, expertly controlling the building orgasm. He lowered his hips further, bringing himself even closer. \"I'm going to be shitting down your throat.\"\nLeo squirms, the pucker coming closer to his mouth, before, with a soft kiss, his lips felt the Ampharos’s pucker pressing tight against them. The pleasure in his lower half overwhelmed the shock as his hips started their instinctive, rhythmic thrusting.\n\n\n\nLeo felt the Ampharos’s hips shift, a subtle movement. Then, he tasted it – bitter, as a massive, thick substance forced its way into his mouth. He tried to build a feeling of disgust, which should have come instinctively… but to his shock, a wave of pleasure surged through him instead. His eyes rolled back, and instead of his mouth rejecting the unwelcome offering, it let out a deep, involuntary moan.\nFresnel, panting in delight, watched the boy’s reaction with keen interest. Seeing the boy’s cock leak a clear drop of pre-cum, he realized it was time. His hips arched, and his pucker pushed, as he began shitting into the young lion’s mouth. The thick, brown turd seemed to hit a wall initially, a momentary resistance… but as Leo’s cock began spasming in a dry climax, his throat opened, and like that, there was no stopping it. Fresnel was shitting down the young lion’s throat, just as he’d intended.\nThe boy, lost in a swirling vortex of sensation, felt the pleasure intensify as Fresnel prolonged the orgasm with each rub, ensuring the trainer enjoyed every second swallowing his shit. The bitterness faded, replaced by a strange, almost addictive warmth.\nBy the end, Fresnel felt the nice bulging lion’s belly, almost round as a soccer ball, a satisfying weight against his own. A testament, he thought with a pleased rumble, to the size of Fresnel's previous meal and the mass of his resulting shit. He paused, savoring the moment, before kneading the now gurgling lion's belly. Not that he was done just yet.\n\n\n\nEevee stirred, blinking sleepily as he stretched his limbs. He lifted his head, intending to check on Leo, but froze, his eyes widening in surprise. Fresnel was leaning back against the tree, casually reading Leo’s journal of their adventures, a picture of relaxed contentment.\nBut it wasn’t the Ampharos's reading that captured Eevee's attention. It was the sight of Leo, completely naked, lying beneath Fresnel, and seemingly… eagerly licking Fresnel’s pucker clean. The scene was both shocking and strangely captivating. Eevee's tail twitched nervously, a mixture of confusion and burgeoning curiosity swirling within him.\nFresnel gave a pleasure chuckle, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the clearing. His own cock, fully erect and undeniably impressive, emerged from beneath his scales, no longer needing to be hidden. \"See... there's no more left,\" he said, his golden eyes twinkling with amusement. \"But don't worry. I did promise to make you do it daily. I just need another meal.”\nThe lion’s training, he added silently, was going splendidly. It just took Fresnel eating the kid’s supplies to build up another shit last night.\nLeo, initially hesitant from being told to swallow more. But all it took was a quick, playful kiss from the Ampharos's bulging pucker… and the kid's world shifted. The moment the warm, thick shit touched Leo’s tongue, that kid's 3 inch cock began to throb, a familiar and undeniable pleasure flooding his senses.\nA quick climax reward later, a renewing wave of intense pleasure washing over him, and… one shit-addicted lion child was born.\nEevee watched, his eyes wide with a mixture of disbelief. He didn't quite understand what had just transpired last night, but he knew, with a certainty that his trainer, a lion, is getting successfully trained like any pokemon.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Fresnel's Offer

Nine-year-old Leo scrambled through the undergrowth, his bright red sneakers flashing between the trees. “Raboot! Wait up!” he called, his voice laced with a mixture of exasperation and amusement.
His Raboot, a ball of fiery energy, had bounded ahead, practically vibrating with excitement at the prospect of exploring the Viridian Forest. It was Leo’s starter Pokémon, and the bond between them was as strong as the flames that danced from Raboot’s paws.
“He’s just so excited,” Leo muttered to his Eevee, who trotted calmly alongside him, its fluffy tail swaying gently. “Sometimes I think he forgets he’s supposed to stay close.”
Suddenly, the forest opened into a sun-dappled clearing, and Leo froze. Standing amidst the ancient trees was a magnificent Ampharos, radiating a gentle, golden light. This wasn’t just any Ampharos; This one looked like it had especially beautiful golden yellows skin on his back, the light seemingly shimmering off him, as he looked at the young trainer with golden irises.
“Wow!” Leo gasped, his eyes wide with wonder. “An Ampharos! A healthy looking one at that.”
The Ampharos, who introduced himself as Fresnel, turned his head, his golden eyes regarding the boy and his Pokémon with a quiet warmth. “Well, hello there,” he rumbled, his voice a low, comforting vibration in the boy’s mind. “Lost, are you?”

“You… you can talk?” Leo stammered, his jaw dropping slightly. He’d encountered plenty of Pokémon, but a Pokémon that could speak to trainers? It was unheard of! He glanced at his Eevee, who seemed equally astonished, its ears perked forward in surprise. “Eeevoi!”
Fresnel chuckled, a warm, resonant sound. “Indeed, young one. It's a rather peculiar gift, I must admit. It wasn't always so. I once ate something… rare. One of a kind, even. And ever since, I’ve had the power of telepathy with others. It's quite convenient, though occasionally… distracting.”
Just as he finished speaking, a loud, rumbling gurgle emanated from his belly. Fresnel’s cheeks flushed a faint pink. “Oh, dear,” he mumbled, a touch of embarrassment coloring his voice. “Forgive me. That was rather… impolite. I heard my new guests coming, and I had to hurry up and swallow my meal earlier.” He paused, listening to another, gentler gurgle.
“Please, do ignore the gurgling,” he added with a slightly strained smile. “It’s simply digesting now." Another, slightly louder gurgle echoed through the clearing. Fresnel winced. “A bit more enthusiastically than I’d hoped.”
Leo, recovering from his initial shock of a talking... or telepathic pokemon rather, nodded politely, trying to ignore the Ampharos’s increasingly audible digestive processes. “Oh, uh, yeah, no problem,” he said, a little awkwardly. “We're not really lost, actually. I’m just trying to catch up to my Raboot. He got a little… overexcited and ran ahead.” He gestured towards the dense foliage. “He’s a bit of a handful sometimes.”

"Well, that's quite understandable,” Fresnel said, his golden eyes twinkling. “It’s always an adventure with a spirited Pokémon. I’d be happy to walk with you and your companions while my… meal digests. Provided you don’t mind a bit of gurgling, of course." He let out a contented sigh, gently patting his plump belly. "I do so enjoy the feeling of a full stomach, it’s quite comforting, really.” He gave his lips a small, appreciative lick.
As he spoke, his stomach emitted a series of increasingly enthusiastic gurgles, and Leo noticed something peculiar. It wasn't just the sound; his belly seemed to subtly shift and ripple with each rumble, as he could stomach sloshing around.
"Sounds good!" Leo exclaimed, quickly regaining his composure. “Thanks, Mr. Fresnel.”
Eevee let out a happy "Vee!" in agreement, nuzzling against Leo’s leg.
The three of them began to walk, Fresnel’s long strides easily matching Leo’s. The forest floor was soft beneath their feet, the air filled with the scent of pine and damp earth. For ten minutes, then twenty minutes, they continued along the winding path, the only sound the rustling of leaves and the occasional, diminishing gurgle from Fresnel’s belly.
“Um, Mr. Fresnel,” Leo said hesitantly, glancing around. “We’ve been walking for a while now. Shouldn’t we have caught up to Raboot by now? He's usually pretty loud."
Fresnel chuckled, a warm, gentle sound. He suddenly reached out, enveloping Leo in a surprisingly comforting hug. Leo stiffened for a moment, then relaxed into the embrace, feeling the warmth radiating from the Ampharos's plump belly.
"Don’t worry, young one," Fresnel murmured, his voice vibrating against Leo’s ear. “We are definitely closer now.” He paused, and Leo felt a subtle shift in Fresnel’s gut. The gurgling had stopped entirely. But just as Leo was about to comment that 'he thinks Mr Fresnel's meal is done', Fresnel let out an audible belch that seems to taken him off guard if the shocked look on his face is anything to go by, " I guess that's it for that meal."
Eevee, who had been trotting quietly alongside, let out a small, plaintive whine, nudging Leo’s hand with his nose. "Vee...vee..."
Leo looked down at his Eevee, understanding dawning on his face. "You’re tired, aren't you, buddy?" He patted Eevee’s head. "You're right. We all could use a break."
Fresnel released Leo from the hug, his golden eyes filled with understanding. “A wise decision. Even legendary Pokémon require rest, and I imagine a young trainer and his Pokémon do as well. Let’s find a suitable spot to rest for a while.”



Leo began to pitch his small, portable tent, the familiar routine grounding him amidst the unusual circumstances. Eevee, nestled against a nearby tree root, let out a contented sigh and promptly drifted off to sleep, his fluffy tail twitching gently.
"Mr. Fresnel, do you… want to travel with us?" Leo asked, zipping up the tent. "Once I find Raboot, that is. It would be amazing to have you along.”
Fresnel smiled, a warm, golden glow radiating from his face. "That would be perfectly fine, young one. Provided you are willing to help me with something everyday. A small task, nothing too strenuous. A show of good faith, you see.”
Leo’s eyes lit up. "Yeah! Definitely! I’d love to! What kind of thing?"
Fresnel's smile widened. "We'll see. Now… close your eyes, Leo.” He paused, his voice taking on a slightly playful, almost conspiratorial tone. “I will… start touching you in a strange way. It is an important sign of trust, you see. No matter what, keep your eyes shut until I tell you to open them. Do you understand?”
Leo nodded, a mix of excitement and nervousness fluttering in his stomach. He took a deep breath and squeezed his eyes shut.
He felt a gentle touch on his shoulders, a soothing massage that eased the tension from his muscles. Fresnel’s large hands kneaded the knots in his neck and shoulders, a surprisingly skilled and comforting touch. Guiding the boy into a kneeling position, before Fresnel’s hands moved lower, reaching under Leo’s shirt.
A jolt of surprise shot through Leo, and he instinctively squirmed. It was unexpected, slightly intrusive, but he steeled himself, remembering Fresnel’s words about trust. He wouldn't stop him. He needed to earn Fresnel’s trust.
Fresnel’s arms moved with a rhythmic grace, rubbing and kneading under his shirt, working the muscles with a practiced ease. It felt… strangely good. Leo’s breath hitched slightly, a warm flush spreading across his cheeks. Then, a sensation he hadn’t anticipated. Something smooth and cool slid into his pants.
Leo’s eyes remained stubbornly shut, but he felt a surge of shock and a strange, pleasant warmth spreading through his lower body. He didn’t dare move, didn’t dare stop Fresnel, knowing that resistance would only break the budding trust.
The rubbing continued, a comforting, almost hypnotic rhythm. After a few moments, Leo, now noticeably flushed, couldn’t contain himself. “How… how long till I earn your trust?” he stammered, his voice slightly breathless.
Fresnel let out a soft giggle, a warm vibration that tickled Leo’s skin. “Not till you forget to ask how long it’s been.”
A minute or two passed, each moment stretching into an eternity of sensation. Leo’s breathing grew shallow and rapid. His cock, fully stiff, felt enormous against his young body, despite not beating 3 inches. But then, something else began to happen. His hips started to move on their own, rocking gently against Fresnel’s rhythmic rubbing, a primal response he couldn’t control.
Suddenly, Fresnel stopped. The warmth receded, the pressure vanished, and Leo was left trembling, a confusing mix of arousal and vulnerability washing over him.




Fresnel smiled, a knowing glint in his golden eyes, despite Leo’s eyes snapping open. There was a flicker of almost hurt betrayal in the gaze, a hint of shock at the sudden lack of stimulation. He noticed the boy's hips still rhythmically pumping against the air, a silent testament to the tension that had built.
“Well,” Fresnel said, his voice a low rumble, “remember the meal I ate earlier… it’s time for me to shit it out.” Leo winced, a slight grimace crossing his face at the unexpectedly vulgar term. It was the first time he’d heard a Pokémon use such language, and it added a layer of unexpected… maturity to the situation.
“I figured I could just say you completed it,” Fresnel continued, his smile widening slightly. "You've earned my trust... well, unless you want me to finish regardless.”
Leo looked conflicted, his cheeks flushed a deep crimson. The sudden shift in focus, the abrupt cessation of the pleasurable rubbing, left him reeling. But the thought of just being… done, without further stimulation, was almost worse. Thinking it just meant he’d just stay with this new feeling he didn't know what to do with... He started to return to the kneeling position.
But just before he could fully settle, Fresnel let out a playful “tsk, tsk.” His flipper-like paw, surprisingly deft, began to rub teasingly at the stiff bulge in the boy’s shorts. "No… I'll have to change position, won't I?"
He paused, letting the teasing touch linger for a moment before continuing, “Lay flat, while looking up at me. After all, I need to shit still… And you want to finish your trust task.”



It felt undeniably strange to hear a Pokémon announce its impending bowel movement, but after the rollercoaster of sensations he'd experienced, Leo barely registered the peculiarity. All he needed to do was finish this feeling, earn Fresnel's trust, and… well, whatever came with it.
Without hesitation, he shifted his position, laying flat on his back, his knees bent, his gaze directed upwards. As he turned, aligning his body with Fresnel, the Ampharos began a slow, deliberate descent, inverting himself to hover above him.
Leo opened his mouth to ask why Fresnel had lowered himself, but the question died on his lips as he felt the familiar, insistent rubbing return. Fresnel’s flipper-like paws had quickly pulled his shorts down, and the rubs were immediately more intense, more focused. A moan escaped his lips, involuntary and undeniably pleasurable.
Remembering Fresnel’s instruction to look up, Leo’s gaze was drawn upwards, and with the Ampharos’s broad rear a mere foot above his face, there was truly nowhere else to look. He stared, transfixed, at the expanse of pearlescent skin and the gentle curve of Fresnel’s gold striped tail.
Then, he noticed it. A small, unassuming hole nestled just beneath the tail, a previously unnoticed anatomical detail. It was… a butthole. A Pokémon butthole. The realization struck him with a surprising force. Of course, Pokémon had buttholes! He’d never really considered it before, but in hindsight, it made perfect sense.
Leo’s moans grew faster, more desperate, as he felt something building within him, a crescendo of pleasure threatening to erupt. Just as he thought he was about to reach his peak, Fresnel’s flipper slowed, the intensity momentarily lessened, though the build-up continued.
He attempted to glance down, seeking further answers in the sight of Fresnel’s rear, and as the steady pumping drew out this tantalizing feeling, he looked back, seeing the Ampharos’s pucker quivering, noticeably more bulged than a second ago.
“You… you’re about to poop… but I’m under you now…” Leo stammered, a wave of panic washing over him.
Fresnel, watching carefully at the boy’s throbbing cock, chuckled softly. “I’m not going to poop on your face, silly lion,” he said, rubbing faster, expertly controlling the building orgasm. He lowered his hips further, bringing himself even closer. "I'm going to be shitting down your throat."
Leo squirms, the pucker coming closer to his mouth, before, with a soft kiss, his lips felt the Ampharos’s pucker pressing tight against them. The pleasure in his lower half overwhelmed the shock as his hips started their instinctive, rhythmic thrusting.



Leo felt the Ampharos’s hips shift, a subtle movement. Then, he tasted it – bitter, as a massive, thick substance forced its way into his mouth. He tried to build a feeling of disgust, which should have come instinctively… but to his shock, a wave of pleasure surged through him instead. His eyes rolled back, and instead of his mouth rejecting the unwelcome offering, it let out a deep, involuntary moan.
Fresnel, panting in delight, watched the boy’s reaction with keen interest. Seeing the boy’s cock leak a clear drop of pre-cum, he realized it was time. His hips arched, and his pucker pushed, as he began shitting into the young lion’s mouth. The thick, brown turd seemed to hit a wall initially, a momentary resistance… but as Leo’s cock began spasming in a dry climax, his throat opened, and like that, there was no stopping it. Fresnel was shitting down the young lion’s throat, just as he’d intended.
The boy, lost in a swirling vortex of sensation, felt the pleasure intensify as Fresnel prolonged the orgasm with each rub, ensuring the trainer enjoyed every second swallowing his shit. The bitterness faded, replaced by a strange, almost addictive warmth.
By the end, Fresnel felt the nice bulging lion’s belly, almost round as a soccer ball, a satisfying weight against his own. A testament, he thought with a pleased rumble, to the size of Fresnel's previous meal and the mass of his resulting shit. He paused, savoring the moment, before kneading the now gurgling lion's belly. Not that he was done just yet.



Eevee stirred, blinking sleepily as he stretched his limbs. He lifted his head, intending to check on Leo, but froze, his eyes widening in surprise. Fresnel was leaning back against the tree, casually reading Leo’s journal of their adventures, a picture of relaxed contentment.
But it wasn’t the Ampharos's reading that captured Eevee's attention. It was the sight of Leo, completely naked, lying beneath Fresnel, and seemingly… eagerly licking Fresnel’s pucker clean. The scene was both shocking and strangely captivating. Eevee's tail twitched nervously, a mixture of confusion and burgeoning curiosity swirling within him.
Fresnel gave a pleasure chuckle, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the clearing. His own cock, fully erect and undeniably impressive, emerged from beneath his scales, no longer needing to be hidden. "See... there's no more left," he said, his golden eyes twinkling with amusement. "But don't worry. I did promise to make you do it daily. I just need another meal.”
The lion’s training, he added silently, was going splendidly. It just took Fresnel eating the kid’s supplies to build up another shit last night.
Leo, initially hesitant from being told to swallow more. But all it took was a quick, playful kiss from the Ampharos's bulging pucker… and the kid's world shifted. The moment the warm, thick shit touched Leo’s tongue, that kid's 3 inch cock began to throb, a familiar and undeniable pleasure flooding his senses.
A quick climax reward later, a renewing wave of intense pleasure washing over him, and… one shit-addicted lion child was born.
Eevee watched, his eyes wide with a mixture of disbelief. He didn't quite understand what had just transpired last night, but he knew, with a certainty that his trainer, a lion, is getting successfully trained like any pokemon.
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